Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"I'm almost exhausted from training. I really envy that boy in our class."

"Which one?"

"Are you confused by the training? Do you still remember that when we introduced ourselves at the first class meeting after registration, there was a boy who was a bit dark but super handsome?"

"I remember, it seems to be called Yang Zhuo."

The female squad leader came over: "Are you talking about Yang Zhuo? He belongs to our school's sports team, and he is probably being trained by the coach now! There is another secret, do you want to know?"

"What secret?"

"The secret is that Yang Zhuo is only 16 years old now. In fact, he hasn't even turned 16 yet. I read the information and it turns 20 on the 16th of this month."

"Wow, so small? I thought it was a baby face."

"A 16-year-old tall, handsome, sunny and sporty handsome guy, do you want to strike?"

"Hey! It's not ashamed for you to be tempted at the age of 16."

"Hahaha."

"Finally finished running!"

Yang Zhuo finished the 6th run of 150 meters, he was almost stupid.

So fucking tired.

Li Qing closed his notebook: "Okay, that's all for today's training, see you at the gym tomorrow morning."

Now is the early stage, and Li Qing has to keep an eye on each training.

It's not that Yang Zhuo is lazy, but the details of the movements have to be corrected.

After a while, Li Qing won't need to keep staring.

Just when the military training is over, the freshmen of the sprint team will also start training.

Of course, the most important thing is Yang Zhuo.

He is currently the seed player of the Peking University team.

at the same time.

Field management center training ground.

Members of Mizuki University's sprint team are training.

Because Shuimu University's military training is held in the school, there is no space in the stadium, so they borrowed the venue of the Field Management Center for two weeks of training.

"Tattoo."

Hu Kai, a 100-meter sprinter recruited last year, quickly crossed the finish line.

Coach Liang Liguo pressed the stopwatch in time.

10 seconds 16.

Seeing this number, Liang Liguo smiled.

When Hu Kai entered the school last year, the sprint test was 10 seconds. After a year of training, he improved by 38 seconds.

According to the standard of adding 0.24 to the electricity meter, his electricity meter level is 10 seconds 4.

That means reaching the level of an athlete.

It can be said that the progress is not fast.

"huhu"

Hu Kai, wearing glasses, came over: "Coach, how was your run?"

"Not bad!"

Liang Liguo put the stopwatch in his pocket with a smile, and continued: "According to the usual practice in previous years, at the end of October, our Shuimu University track and field team will have a private exchange match with the Beijing University track and field team, and you will be required to participate in the 10-meter event." Take the lead."

The two universities rank among the best in the country and are neighbors.

So competition in all aspects is inevitable.

Sports are no exception.

Hu Kai was full of confidence: "Don't worry, the coach, I will definitely not embarrass our school!"

"Very good! Keep training."

Chapter 50 A Bald Head

morning.

Gym.

Yang Zhuo is doing barbell squats.

After Li Qing had just directed a few times, he received a call and left temporarily.

It's left for him to do it himself here.

At this time.

Two girls enter the gym.

"Xiaoyue, why did you drag me here? I'm planning to go swimming!"

"Of course it's a good thing!"

The round-faced girl named Xiaoyue whispered, "Shuangshuang, I found a handsome guy with a sporty face, really handsome, with a baby face."

"Hey, what am I thinking, you want to fall in love?"

"You're the one who wants to fall in love!"

Xiaoyue rolled her eyes: "I think our Photography Association needs such a handsome guy as a model, let's go, let's see how he is."

"Tch, in your eyes, I don't believe how handsome you are."

With that said, the two walked in.

"Look, it's the one doing barbell squats."

now.

Yang Zhuo was wearing a sports T-shirt and was concentrating on training, and he didn't notice anyone watching him at all.

Both eyes are bright: "Xiaoyue, your vision is not bad this time, you are quite handsome."

"Right, how about inviting him to be our model? You are beautiful, as long as you wave your hands, he will definitely be hooked."

"Beauty trick? Bah, this girl is not that kind of person!"

Xiaoyue rolled her eyes: "Then I'll try."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards Yang Zhuo.

"Ahem, this classmate!"

"Ok?"

Yang Zhuo looked suspiciously at the round-faced, short-haired, cute girl in front of him: "Are you talking to me?"

"Hee hee, yes!"

Xiaoyue showed what she thought was a sweet smile: "Hi, I'm from the photography club. How about inviting you to be our photography model?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo showed an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, I don't have time."

"Oh, don't rush to refuse, our photography club has a lot of beauties, look at that one over there, the tuanhua of our club, she's pretty, she doesn't have a boyfriend yet."

Yang Zhuo looked in the direction of her finger.

Really beautiful.

Shawl long hair, oval face, exquisite facial features, pure yet sweet.

School beauty level.

however.

No matter how beautiful it is.

Women only affect his speed.

So, Yang Zhuo shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm in the sprint team, and my weekly training schedule is very full, so I don't have time to do this."

"Okay, sorry to bother you!"

the other side.

Track field.

Li Qing was chatting with a man with a bald head and a somewhat festive face.

This is the deputy head coach of the national track and field team, Yu Weili.

"Director Yu, what wind brought you here?"

"That's what you said, can't you talk about the old days?"

Hearing this, Li Qing said speechlessly: "Do you think I believe this? The Asian Games will begin soon. As the deputy head coach of the track and field team, do you still have time to catch up with me?"

"hey-hey."

Yu Weili smiled happily: "There is such a thing. Although the Asian Games is important, the Olympic Games two years later is more important. Our track and field team, especially the sprint team, is short of seedlings! I heard that this year's Chinese Games There is a good young man who ran 16 seconds 10 at the age of 35. When I went to inquire about it, I found out that you had recruited him."

Hearing this, Li Qing was secretly proud.

Fortunately, he started early, otherwise Yang Zhuo would have been assigned to the national team.

"Yes, Yang Zhuo is now part of our Beijing University sprint team. Director Yu is here to snatch him, right?"

"I want to grab it, but unfortunately I don't have the ability."

There was helplessness in Yu Weili's tone.

The administrative level of Beijing University is one level higher than that of the track and field management center. How can he grab it?

"Seriously, Li Qing, what kind of talent is Yang Zhuo? Do you think he can go up to the second round at the Athens Olympics?"