The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Hearing the advice from Secretary Xu about this unknown situation, the people from the sports media, who started with Bei Da’s flicker and led the team, yelled at Secretary Xu: "Cut!"

If it weren't for a little more inelegant action than the little finger, their group of scumbags would collectively despise this red, a little stupid counterpart.

"We are sports reporters. We came to report because of the internal relations of the Sports Commission."

"If it weren't for the Cultural Affairs Bureau and the city government to promote national fitness and multi-ethnic traditional projects, why did we come to this unpleasant effort, and no one would pay attention to the workers sports meeting site."

"If it weren't for the presence of Gu Zheng, a sports star who is barely a second-line player, you think I would be willing to come here all the way and spend a day."

"Our reporter's time is also very precious!"

"Yes, you just don’t watch sports news. You never watched the Kunlun last night? Then you always know the Capital Marathon? Did you see? We broke the head and wanted to interview the person who was a double material. World-class, marathon champion."

"You said, who is the real sportsman in this room? If you let us interview other people, doesn't it mean that we don't interview with Gong Li, and we interview some 18-line internet celebrities that are as funny as they are?"

"I said, eldest brother, our internal staff of government news, we must also keep pace with the times and care about the people's livelihood and news at the grassroots level, right?"

After being fooled by Bei Da on the opposite side, Secretary Xu on the opposite side was also blindfolded. He looked at the little black spot that had been mixed into many squares, and muttered: "Is there such a god... "I didn't say a word again.

But in his heart, he remembered his biggest competitor in his heart.

That's because, in the list of twenty-five people, the last one was Secretary Xu, who was spying on the enemy here.

In his view, late-comer talents are the key to victory. The harder you jump in the early stage, the more embarrassing you will be after being overtaken by others.

But now, after seeing Gu Zheng's popularity and the countless auras on his body, his thoughts have changed.

Perhaps this year's top ten selections will no longer be as calm as before, and it's time for my family and friends to play in advance.

The current Secretary Xu is busy calling the buddies behind him, and Gu Zheng, the biggest sports star in the entire field, is now after the sports meeting officially started, and he is still very interested in forming a group to watch with his teammates next to him. The first game of the deputy captain.

This is the first battle of vital importance, which can give the guilty city management team great courage.

Although their urban management ranks in the forefront of the teams that appear on the show, they are not high in the registration process.

Most of the players who signed up in advance came to participate with a playful mentality.

Just look at the actions of the first few girls, everyone understands that this is a novice.

"Below, I invite the staff of the Capital Airport, the employees of the China Railway Group, the employees of the Metropolitan Railway Group, the competitors from the Shouqi Rental Group and the Capital Public Transport Group to enter the venue!"

Okay, it's all public transportation. Isn't this rolling iron ring just a speed? As soon as this circle of people came on the field, the others in the same group were completely ignored.

That's because, even if it is the same transportation system, there are also different age stages in the industry. With bus taxis as the top, the age of the players is decreasing.

Coupled with the rough image of the capital's rental masters, and the contrast of the airport's delicate ground crew, the eyes of the crowds onlookers are boundless.

"Lao Zhang, slow down, don't bully the little girl, come on beauty!"

But the more they yelled like this, the more at a loss the little girl standing on the court.

Concubines can't do it!

Rolling the hoop, for the little girl born in the 90s... she has never played at all.

In the era of material scarcity, it is a sport that individuals can play, and it is so strange to people nowadays.

The reason why the Capital Airport will send her to fight is because her shopping cart in the airport is the most stable reason.

The original words of this leader are like this: The principle is the same, and what you want is fast and stable, so you can go with peace of mind.

But when the sharp starting whistle sounded, the bewildered girl saw the hoop that had already rolled out before pushing it in her hand, leaving alone like a lonely wanderer.

And beside her, the uncle with a beard who didn't say a word calmly opened his eyelids, using his white gloved hand to pull the ring like the most obedient puppy. , Grumblingly rushed towards the finish line in front of him.

"Cough cough cough!"

People on the sidelines used awkward coughs to cover up their burst of laughter.

The little beauties here are already too pitiful, they don't need to sprinkle salt.

The deputy captain Wen of the second group off the field smiled unscrupulously. He was a little excited and pointed to the fastest rental uncle running on the field to show off to Gu Zheng and his party: "Stable, comrades, If it is such a speed, no surprises, the champion of this game will be mine."

"I'm telling you, the hoop that I pushed can trot, hey, the breeze, chic!"

"Drip! The first group of competition is officially over, the best time is 55 seconds, please prepare for the second group of players."

Vice Captain Wen’s show-off was not over yet, so he was interrupted by the prompt on the court. With a little regret, he waved his hand towards Gu Zheng behind him, straightened his chest, and brought his own circle. He walked into the field.

"Below are players from the urban management team, representatives from general hospitals, players from the integration of the third gas, electricity and water plant, and players selected by the Joint College of Capital University for the Elderly."

As the voice of the off-site reporter fell, the empty venue was gradually filled with people.

However, since the representative of the Senior United University came on the court, Gu Zheng keenly discovered that the face of Vice Captain Wen, who entered the court first, turned pale.

What happened?

Why does his deputy captain seem to have seen a ghost?

At this time, Wen Peanut, facing the gray-haired old man beside him, yelled: "Master!"

"That's not right! Master! Why are you here too!"

You are a bridge juggler, a teacher of traditional sports inheritance, and come to participate in this low-level employee sports meeting. Are you not a bully?

That's right, the smiling old man standing beside Wen Peanut is the master who always shows off to others in front of him.

This most traditional old artist is versatile. In his free time, he not only plays in the flyover, but is also recruited as a teacher in the sports department of the university for the elderly.

No, the flood rushed into the Longwang Temple, and the fake apprentice met the real master.

Regarding such a coincidence, the old man had a smirk on his face, and grinned back: "Oh, Xiao Wenzi, don't be afraid. Master, I have old arms and legs, but I am not younger than you."

"Can't run!"

"You are the successor of our traditional sports, and it's up to you among the younger generation."

"Master, I just focus on participating. I just mix a place for the senior college."

"Really, really?"

Hearing what the master said, the stupid deputy captain Wen believed it.

On the sidelines, Gu Zheng saw that the deputy captain's face finally blushed again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Is this good again?

What a pity, diarrhea, everyone understands.

So what should we do for Vice Captain Wen at this time?

Come on!

So under the leadership of Gu Zheng, after the opening whistle, everyone yelled.

"Captain Wen, hold back, Captain Wen, come on!"

Unfortunately, this sound rang, and then it stopped abruptly.

It's not that others don't let them yell, but the weird situation in the field makes them speechless.

I saw an old man with a white beard as his chest, wearing Burmese trousers that closed his feet, pushing a big iron wheel so loudly, and taking the lead in throwing Vice Captain Wen and his party out of eight miles away, with smoke coming out of his feet. ...To the finish line.

The speed is so fast that the world-class Gu Zheng was stunned.