Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Tang Yue sighed: "I ran into this child when Lingling and I were in the city the day before yesterday. It was very polite. I didn't expect the secretary to come to the door today. He is really a celebrity in our county."

Lingling's father nodded: "He is a national team athlete, he is amazing."

Zhang Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Sister, isn't he your classmate?"

"It used to be not now. People are now students of Beijing University, and I am a high school student."

After speaking, Zhang Lingling thought of Yang Zhuo's mobile phone number.

I would love to send a message to congratulate you.

Too bad I don't have a cell phone at home.

Although only a few people watched the news broadcast of Shuicheng County TV Station, but it became a topic of conversation after dinner in eight villages.

Even when people are visiting relatives, they will chat inadvertently.

Children from which townships and villages are visited by the head of the county in person, etc.

Yang Zhuo's name, which was somewhat forgotten, was once again remembered by many people.

And these, Yang Zhuo did not know.

On the second day of the new year, he went to his grandmother's house with Zhang Yumin and Yang Guoqiang.

Had lunch there.

Yang Zhuo even received 10 yuan of lucky money from his grandmother.

The money is already high.

Because the New Year money for ordinary children is still at the level of 2 yuan or 5 yuan.

After returning from his grandmother's house, Yang Zhuo didn't go out again. Except for running on the field road in the morning and exercising his body, the rest of the time was basically training at home.

Watch TV and listen to music during breaks.

Very "home".

But not boring.

On the contrary, Yang Zhuo enjoys such a life.

Some time ago, he was anxious and worried about the speed of his grades.

Although it seems that the training volume is larger, the effect is not good.

Because the anxious emotions are conveyed to the body, the physical state will also become worse.

Not to mention the improvement, it is good not to decline.

Now that he has completely discarded those thoughts, Yang Zhuo can feel the response from his body every time he exercises.

Positive kind of response.

This made him more confident.

When he slept on New Year's Eve, Yang Zhuo set himself a goal for this year.

One, break the national record.

This is the easiest.

Because the national record of 10 seconds 17, as long as he runs in the official competition, he can basically break it.

Two, run into 10 seconds 10.

This is difficult, but Yang Zhuo is willing to challenge.

Believe that you can do it too.

In addition to these two, there is one more goal.

That is to participate in the Asian Athletics Championships, so that the sprinters in the plaster country who have a good life know what real speed is.

If you don't open a few meters away, it's not enough to relieve your breath!

The fifth day of the new year.

Yang Zhuo was carrying a bag and a suitcase, preparing to take the bus to the county seat, transfer the bus to the Shangdu, and then transfer the plane to the capital.

Yang Guoqiang followed him and took him to the west end of the village.

After leaving the alley, I saw many acquaintances.

"Yang Zhuo, are you going back to the capital now?"

"Yes, auntie!"

"When will you be back next time?"

"Not yet."

West of the village.

The bus hasn't come yet.

Yang Guoqiang lit a cigarette and took a sip: "Now there is a phone at home, so I can call home if anything happens."

"know."

After speaking, he was relatively speechless for a short time.

Yang Guoqiang thought for a while and said, "If there is any game that is broadcast on TV, please call and tell us, and you can watch it later."

"Well, if the game is broadcast in China, I will tell you."

Just then, a bus whistle sounded in the distance.

"The car is coming, Dad, go back."

"Come on, then I'll go back."

After speaking, Yang Guoqiang turned around and walked towards the east of the village.

Yang Zhuo glanced at his back, then carried the box to the side of the road, waiting for the bus to come.

The bus driver seemed to recognize Yang Zhuo and greeted him with a smile: "Are you going back to the capital today?"

"Yes, go back to training!"

"Zhong, when will I get an Asian champion, a world champion, I can also brag and say that I have pulled you."

Yang Zhuo smiled: "I also hope to win a world championship."

"Haha, there is a goal and there is hope 0"

"You still watch track and field competitions?"

The driver closed the door, started the car, and said, "Look at it when you have nothing to do. Last year's Asian Games saw the men's 100 meters. The champion is a foreigner. Our country's sprint strength is weak."

"Yes, but it will get better later."

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The driver's master is very chatty, and he can say a few words on any topic.

However, that's pretty good.

Time flies.

Soon he arrived at the Shuicheng County bus station, and after getting off the bus, he went to the long-distance bus station.

Take the car to Shangdu.

Now is the peak of the Spring Festival return journey, and there are many people.

The car was full of people.

And it's all big bags.

Because there are so many things, the suitcase can't fit at all, and there are small pieces, all of which are brought into the car.

So it looks crowded.

Yang Zhuo was sitting by the window, frowning slightly.

He was really not used to the smell.

Every time I take this kind of bus, I feel very uncomfortable. It's not motion sickness, and I don't want to vomit.

Just uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the journey is not long, and it takes 3 hours to arrive at Shangdu.

After Yang Zhuo got off the car, he directly took a taxi to the airport.

on the plane.

The seat next to her is a stylishly dressed girl with a melon face and a medium appearance.

Personality is more extroverted.

Take the initiative to greet him: "Hello, handsome guy, are you going to the capital for work?"

"go to school."

"School? It's not time to start school yet?"

"Well, besides going to school, I also train."

"Are you an athlete on the college team?"

The girl's eyes lit up and continued: "It must be, I see you are different from ordinary students, which school are you from on 5.7?"

"Beijing University."

"Wow, the place where I work is not far from Beijing University, and I went to your school to see it, there is a lake called Weiming Lake, right?"

Yang Zhuo:

He was a little helpless.

When I came, the bus master was able to chat, and when I got on the plane, I met another girl who could chat.

Not only can chat, but also mobile phone number, deduction number.

A look like to soak him.