"Yixian, shall we call it a day for training?"
Inside the table tennis training venue at the Olympic Village, athletes were sweating profusely as they intensified their training.
Chang Yixian’s sportswear was completely soaked with sweat, despite the high-tech air conditioning keeping the room temperature firmly at 24 degrees, the intensity of the training was too overwhelming.
It was the team captain Long You who spoke. Known as Long You, he was the captain of the table tennis team for this Olympic Gas and a veteran who had competed in the Olympics four tis.
Keep in mind, the Olympics are held once every four years, so four tis amounts to 16 years. Athletes thrive on their youth, so calling him the evergreen tree of the table tennis world is no exaggeration.
What’s more, it’s not just his years of service that matter.
Winning gold in any event like the Olympics, World Championships, World Cup, Asian Gas, Asian Championships, Asian Cup, World Tour Finals, or National Gas is a testant to a top-tier player.
As for Long You, he had won championships in all these events, claiming the super double Grand Slam twice!
If there were a peak in the table tennis world, he would be recognized as the sole highest summit!
Chang Yixian was taken aback, and looked at Long You in confusion.
Usually, it was Long You who was the training fanatic, so was the sun rising from the west today because he was saying to stop training?
Long You chuckled, "Did you forget our ho team is visiting today? After eating rabbit food for so many days, we need to go and improve our als."
Upon hearing this, Chang Yixian’s eyes suddenly lit up.
He was the one who loved food the most on the national team, otherwise, he wouldn’t have earned the nickna Little Fat, and hearing the hosts were improving the als today really excited him.
It’s just...
"Shouldn’t we train a bit more?"
Chang Yixian hesitated a little.
With the competition approaching, being the first singles player after Long You, Chang Yixian felt a strong sense of responsibility and pressure, fearing that insufficient training would lead to unsatisfactory results and disappointnt for Long You and the country.
Long You smiled and walked over, putting an arm around his neck and saying, "Train what now? How can you have energy to train if you’re not full?"
Then he loudly announced, "Everyone stop, it’s ti to eat, our ho team’s here, everyone make sure to replenish yourselves well today."
"Oh!"
As soon as Long You finished speaking, cheers erupted in the training room.
"Thank you, ho team! The food here isn’t fit for humans!"
"Even limiting chicken, these days are unbearable."
"Finally, no need to compete with the rabbits for food, today I’m definitely going to eat my fill."
"at buns, I’ve been craving at buns, I’m going to eat 50!"
It’s not that these team mbers couldn’t endure hardship, but John Bull is famously a global culinary desert. Even John Bull’s athletes protested the food in the Olympic Village, let alone others.
Moreover, in this era, with Huaxia’s national strength and heritage, how can these athletes fighting for the country be made to endure hardship?
The team, fully dressed, marched out of the training venue, only to see many athletes from other disciplines also heading out.
"Long You."
"Long You."
"Long You, are you going to eat too?"
As the national sport of Huaxia, table tennis has an undisputed status, and Long You was admired by nearly everyone. Greetings followed him everywhere along the way.
Long You responded to each with a friendly smile, showing no airs.
The athletes almost all mobilized, everyone who could co out did, forming a formidable group of about 400 people.
Along the way, they drew many side glances from athletes of other countries.
Fortunately, the Olympic Village is close to the Huaxia House, so it didn’t cause much commotion outside.
The cafeteria at the Huaxia House was very large, enough to accommodate 1,000 people dining at once, originally intended for all Olympic athletes and staff.
Inside the cafeteria, various delicious dishes had already been laid out in different sections, the steaming food making the athletes feel at ho.
The abundance of choices left many athletes happily confused about where to start, while others headed straight to Wang Fan’s snack stall.
Though they were Olympic competitors, many world-ranked number-one champions among them, being a champion doesn’t stop one from being a fan, right?
An athlete’s biggest foes, besides injuries and age, are fine foods; many things they can’t eat.
As the saying goes, the more you want what you can’t have, the more you crave it. Not being able to eat good food makes one crave it even more. Even just seeing sothing tasty can satisfy the eyes if not the palate.
Wang Fan, as the most popular food influencer at the mont, had shared images of various foods that had an irresistible allure. Many athletes here had seen them and beca Wang Fan’s fans because of it.
When they heard Wang Fan was joining the food team, it made them very happy.
Stead buns and stir-fried beef noodles, representing Wang’s two signature dishes, had to be included!
Seeing the crowd gathering before the pile of stead buns, Wang Fan felt a bit overwheld by the attention.
The buns were freshly stead, just hot enough to be slightly mouth-burning but still bearable.
Different from the previous smaller size, this ti they were generously sized large at buns, each as big as an adult’s fist. Almost every athlete took at least two.
Combined with a plate of freshly made stir-fried beef noodles, Wang Fan wondered if they would have room for anything else.
He no longer doubted his cooking skills, confident his current buns were much tastier than before.
Yet, he still felt a bit nervous at the mont.
Not only him, but the other chefs felt similarly, after all, this was different from their usual cooking.
Long You imdiately took three buns.
The snowy white large at buns with traces of red oil making them look incredibly appealing, and even more tempting.
As a Northeasterner, large at buns were the most satisfying food for him.
Chang Yixian observed Long You holding a bun in one hand and noodles in the other, and couldn’t help but ask, "Long You, if I’m not mistaken, you’re having two main courses? Are you replenishing with only main courses?"
He himself had a variety of items, filling every compartnt of his divided plate.
Long You chuckled, "These are Boss Wang’s two major specialties. Don’t say I didn’t warn you; it’s best to grab so now, or you might not get any later."
During his breaks, he had gone to Harbin specifically to try Wang’s Braised Pork, even though it wasn’t made by Wang Fan personally, the flavor and texture were still extrely impressive, making him a loyal fan of Wang Fan since then. He had no doubt about Wang Fan’s culinary skills.
The stack of buns may look high, but he believed they would disappear quickly once people started eating.
No joke, faster than his smash shot!
"Then I’ll grab one to try."
Chang Yixian, always inclined to follow advice, promptly picked up a bun, only to regret it soon after.
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