Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Although it is said that there is still one more test, he is confident enough to pass.

"By the way, teacher, when will the selection start?"

"Two weeks later, Director Huang and I will take you to the provincial land management center to participate in the internal selection. As long as your grades are good, you will be able to join the delegation. By the way, after joining the delegation, you will not be able to stay at home during the summer vacation, and you will have to participate in the training camp. ."

Good guy.

A national high school sports meeting, like the Olympic Games.

Also training.

but.

Yang Zhuo was not disgusted, but very excited.

Because at that time, it will definitely be the best coach in Nanhe Province to train the players, and they can also learn from other high-level teammates.

Much better than in a small place like Shuicheng County.

Yang Zhuo longs for a strong opponent!

Desire for real competition, not unilateral crushing.

"Okay, go change your spikes and start training!"

"As ordered!"

Chapter 20

Home.

As soon as Yang Zhuo opened the door, the dog pounced on him.

"Wang Wang!"

Still so close.

but.

This yellow dog is already visibly old.

The hair on the body has lost its luster, and the eyes are not as bright as before.

Yang Zhuo squatted down and rubbed its head: "kill the chicken at night and give you a snack."

"Wang Wang."

At this time.

Zhang Yumin came out of the main room with a smile on his face: "Why are you playing with it? It's very dirty."

"It's all right."

Yang Zhuo walked to the killing well, held the iron handle and pressed it twice, and immediately clear water flowed out of the exit.

Wash your hands casually and dry with a towel.

"Mom, the county sports meeting was over last week."

Hearing this, Zhang Yumin asked, "How is it?"

"Two championships and bonuses."

Saying that, Yang Zhuo took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket: "1100."

"So much! It's almost catching up with your father's salary for a month."

Yang Guoqiang works at a construction site, 50 a day.

The food and lodging conditions are very poor, and there is no guarantee.

Sometimes I work for half a year and a year, and the wages are not available.

It's really tough.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhuo's lips twitched, wanting to tell his dad to come back and stop working on the construction site.

But held back again.

Because he doesn't have the ability to make money now, even if he says it, the family won't listen to him.

Unless Yang Zhuo's income can make the family worry-free.

"Put the money away, don't give it to me, buy whatever you need."

After speaking, Zhang Yumin asked, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Want to eat meat! How about killing a chicken?"

Yang Zhuo was a little greedy.

There are chicken legs in the school cafeteria, but the taste is far from the chicken stewed at home.

"middle!"

evening.

Yang Zhuo sat in front of the earthen stove and was in charge of cooking the pot.

Chicken is stewed in the pot.

Fragrant.

Zhang Yumin stood beside him.

The girls are chatting.

"Mom! I was recommended by the Sports Bureau to participate in the National Middle School Student Games in August. As long as I pass the trials, I can join our Nanhe Province delegation."

Zhang Yumin is an ordinary rural woman who has not finished junior high school.

Not much knowledge.

But she also knew that it would be great to represent the province in national competitions.

I feel a little proud.

Yang Zhuo added some firewood to the stove, and there was a sound of wood burning from the stove.

"On the stage of the National Middle School Games, it is easy to be noticed by the provincial team, or universities such as Shuimu University and Jingcheng University. Do you want me to go to college or become a professional athlete?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yumin was surprised.

Can I go to Shuimu and Jingcheng University?

This is the best school in the country, if any village student is admitted.

Can travel dozens of miles.

From the perspective of parents, Zhang Yumin still hopes that his son will go to college.

but.

From childhood to adulthood, my son is very sensible, self-reliant, and more assertive.

She didn't want to let her own thoughts affect her son's wrong choice.

"Xiao Zhuo, my father and I are neither educated nor understand these things, so you need to choose by yourself. But remember one thing, to figure out which way you want to go, you have to consider the pros and cons, and there are more things you don't understand. Ask the teacher."

Yang Zhuo understood why she said that, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Well, I see."

"Don't add any more firewood, and you can lift the pot after simmering for a while."

5 minute later.

main room.

The girls were sitting at the table eating.

The dog squatted beside him, eager to see.

The saliva is almost running down.

Yang Zhuo put a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it.

"The native chickens are still delicious. There are broilers from chicken farms outside. They grow up on feed, and the taste is far worse."

"You grow up, eat more."

night.

Rats roamed about on the beams, rustling.

It also makes a "squeak" sound when fighting.

The timid girl was too scared to run away.

But for Yang Zhuo, it is normal.

now.

He lay in bed, thinking about his future route.

Both paths have pros and cons.

But there is one very important question that has not been considered before.

That is business activity.

In the previous life, Yang Zhuo knew a piece of news.

Liu Feiren's endorsement share is to first deduct 10% to the auxiliary intermediary company.

The rest, Liu Feiren accounted for 65%, coaches accounted for 15%, and the Athletics Association and the Magic City Athletics Center each accounted for 10%.

For example, with an endorsement fee of 100 million, Liu Feiren finally got 58.5 before tax.

58.5%.

In fact, this division is still very good.

All parties are satisfied.

but.

There is no independent broker to handle affairs, and there is no studio, and the autonomy is not so strong.