Swimmer of Rebirth

Before Liu Yang went out, Yao Ye grabbed the shoulders and squeezed them vigorously. The eyes that stared at him were as dark as curtains, implying expectation and encouragement.

Liu Yang smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, nodded, turned and walked out.

The championship is already considered a fairly high level in domestic competitions, and this time the lineup of swimmers is very impressive. In order to build momentum for the Olympics, the reporters in the sports circle took their seats early, plus the relatives and friends of the players, but It was the semi-finals, and the stands in the swimming pool were crowded, and there were not many empty seats.

After the players entered the arena, the broadcast began to report the track. After Liu Yang took off his clothes, he concentrated on doing the warm-up exercises before the game. When his name was called, he raised his hand and waved his head. while watching.

Wei Wen's expression was very flat, like a casual glance, without any information revealed in his eyes.

Liu Yang pursed his lips and smiled, put down his swimming goggles to cover his eyes.

Under the swimming goggles, the bloody eyes suddenly appeared, implying a chilling aura. They were a pair of beast eyes that had grown up and matured and could hunt alone. The extremely aggressive pupils were locked in the rippling swimming lanes. superior.

More than Wei Wen!over all of them!Show your mature and complete self under the eyes of the world to open the door to the international swimming world!

This is his hope, his goal all along.

The list of international competitions is scarce, and only two players are allowed to sign up for one event. For thousands of athletes in China who are learning to swim, it can almost be called cruel.

He sees no other way than to see everyone as an enemy.

Twist the neck, move the shoulders, twist the waist, squat down, stand upright, squat down again...

Let every muscle warm up evenly, let the blood in the body boil and burn the blue waves in this pool!

Liu Yang has always known how to mobilize his emotions in the competition, because only when he is excited can he swim with good results and break through the critical point again and again.

He regards Wei Wen as an enemy, this person who is only one year older than him, but can be selected for the Olympic list.

The whistle sounded for everyone to take their positions——

Liu Yang stepped onto the platform.

Bending down, out of the corner of the eye, I saw Wei Wen's face looking over, and saw Wei Wen's muscular arms gripping the diving platform.

He closed his eyes to calm the restlessness in his heart, took a breath, and opened his eyes again to stare sharply and firmly at one part of the swimming pool.

preparation--

My heart beats faster and my muscles tense.

The blood seemed to be burned at this moment, the blood vessels carrying the blood became thicker, and the scorching heat covered every corner of the body.

The right foot stepped back, the left foot was hooked on the edge of the platform, the arms hung on both sides of the left foot, the ten fingers shook slightly, and then hit the cold pool wall.

"boom!"

Gunshots sounded!

Like a sharp arrow shot, Liu Yang pierced the air and leaped straight into the water with a sharp sound.

The white crystal water splashed, the calm pool surface was instantly broken, the waves were repeated, and the pool water boiled!

The gap between national team players and provincial team players.

The gap between Olympic athletes and ordinary athletes.

As soon as Liu Yang and Wei Wen came out of the water, their arms were like flywheels, like the fastest sailfish swimming, and every part of their bodies became their sharp weapons.

The arm is like a long sword that breaks through the water, splitting the water in half abruptly, and the legs are staggered to kick the water, like the propeller of a ship, helping them cut through the waves!

After 25 meters, Liu Yang and Wei Wen both lead the distance of No.3 by half body, but the first and second places cannot be confirmed!

The distance between Liu Yang and Wei Wen is too close, even through the underwater camera, it is impossible to distinguish the front and back.

Their arms are at the same speed, and every stroke of the water implies explosive power, hooking, pocketing, pushing, lifting, and waving transparent water droplets in the air, piercing the sky like eagles spreading their wings.

There was silence on the radio.

The stands at the scene cheered everywhere.

Ye Shuwen and Wang Yaxin clenched their fists to cheer Liu Yang, their eyes widened and their throats were broken.

Luo Xinhua remained the same, sitting calmly on a chair and recording. There was a small black leather notebook on the back of his folded legs. It was written flamboyantly, entering the water is OK, exiting the water is OK, and rushing forward is OK...

With 50 meters in sight, Liu Yang breathed sideways, taking in a large mouthful of fresh air, which reached his lungs through his burning throat.

His mind was almost blank, and the hypoxic state of going all out began to appear, but this was nothing, he was already used to this kind of exercise.

The body seems to be conscious, and it can swim out of the perfect freestyle without the command of the brain.

This is the body memory after thousands of tempers!

Stretch out your left hand forward, press the water vigorously, use a little force on your abdomen, and roll your body forward. After the soles of your feet touch the wall, your body turns 180 degrees, changes from supine to prostrate, and kicks out with both legs.

The corners of Luo Xinhua's mouth hooked slightly, and the ballpoint pen left a series of sky blue marks on the notebook - turn around and OK!

The big exclamation mark represents Luo Xinhua's mood. He is very satisfied with Liu Yang's performance. So far, he has hardly made any mistakes, and he can walk shoulder to shoulder with Olympic athletes. Let him be a coach with honor. Next, just pay attention to Liu Yang Yang's sprint in the last 50 meters is enough.

Reasonable, don't be restless, and swim every meter as before under the condition of acceleration.

The gap between Liu Yang and Wei Wen began to appear.

In the last 50 meters, Liu Yang turned around perfectly, his bent thigh fully displayed the strength of the forward charge, and gained the greatest strength.

So, after turning around, he was 20 meters beyond Wei Wen's arm's length.

Wei Wen rushed to catch up, the stroke strength of his arm was strengthened, and the frequency was accelerated, but the water splash was still well suppressed, and he didn't feel anxious at all.

The distance between the arms is less than half a meter, but it is not so easy to catch up.

But this is Wei Wen, who was selected into the national team at the age of 12, and his talent in swimming is unsurpassed.

In the next 10 meters, Wei Wen created a miracle, catching up with Liu Yang with the same acceleration of both sides, and overtook successfully!

Liu Yang's heart is not peaceful. In fact, he knows whether he surpassed Wei Wen or was surpassed by Wei Wen.

In the past year, large-scale domestic competitions will use an underwater camera in each lane. The camera will be remotely operated to capture a player in the entire game, so most of the time the camera is right on the player's abdomen .

After turning around, he saw with his own eyes that his camera was finally equal to that of Wei Wen's camera in the next swimming lane from the first 50 meters to overtake, but was caught up in a short time, and he felt a little anxious.

Anxiety is not terrible at this time, what is terrible is that anxiety will make people lose their rationality and ignore the most basic draft of swimming.

He exhaled the air in his lungs, silver bubbles drifted past his eyes, and everything in his sight was slightly distorted.

Inhale sideways, the air is still scorching hot, but everything above the water surface is completely reflected in the eyes, through the transparent liquid on the swimming goggles, you can see the shadows of trees whirling outside the large glass window, the blue sky, and the warm sunshine .

And then the anxiety disappeared without a trace...

In a short time, with just one breath, Liu Yang adjusted his emotions.

Wei Wen wanted to surpass Liu Yang and distance himself, and Liu Yang thought the same way.

So at the same time, the swimming speed accelerated again, and he rushed to the finish line with all his strength.

Both Ye Shuwen and Wang Yaxin held their breath and forgot to cheer.

The distance between the two people in the pool is too close, almost hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

The last 20 meters...

same.

10 meters...

same.

5 meters...

Still the same.

touch the shore!

Almost at the same time!

Liu Yang grabbed the pole on the platform, panting heavily, and turned his head to look at Wei Wen, the hostility in his eyes had not been eliminated, and he almost spelled out the smell of gunpowder.

Not being able to catch up for a long time, surpassing and being overtaken again, surpassing again and being overtaken again, this is nothing, but the two of them have remained at the same level for a long time. Like a prophet, it is so sticky that it almost makes people vomit blood.

Wei Wen also turned his head to look at him, even though both sides didn't take off their swimming goggles, they could still see the sparks in the intertwined line of sight, in fact Wei Wen also swam out of the real fire.

According to the original plan, he didn't need to work too hard in the semi-finals, and he still had a lot of matches to come, but he didn't expect that Liu Yang could bite him so dead. No matter what, he couldn't open the distance, so he could only continue to accelerate , In the end, he used all his strength unconsciously.

It's not that he didn't care about Liu Yang's results, but as the second player in domestic freestyle under Yao Ye, he has always believed in his own strength, especially in terms of explosive power!Liu Yang's explosive power is strong, freestyle is good, but he is still young, even if he wants to compete, it will be a matter of next year. The list of this Olympic Games has been confirmed, and there is almost no possibility of many changes, but today Liu Yang His performance finally gave him a sense of crisis. Even if his name is already written on the list, if it is not handed over to the International Olympic Committee, he may be removed one day. Junior brother got a quota, no matter what, he couldn't accept it.

The eyes of the two of them separated immediately, but the thousands of turns of thoughts at that moment were firmly imprinted in each other's hearts.

Rival!

The age difference is not big, the swimming speed is almost the same, the potential cannot be estimated, and the potential value is completely equal!As long as they are still in the national team, they will always be competitors.

Most importantly, when the older batch retires, the two of them will maintain this rivalry until they leave.

The big screen above the swimming pool began to play the results.

Liu Yang's pupils shrank sharply, and he was speechless for a moment.

No.1: Wei Wen (49'16)

No.2: Liu Yang (49'18)

The gap of 0.02 seconds makes people vomit blood.

Maybe it's just a fingernail gap.

Liu Yang swam to the shore with his eyelids down, his face was calm and unwavering, but he was struggling to recall whether his fingers were fully straightened when he touched the wall, whether his palms were in their nests, or whether his legs should have been punched hard at the last moment. One time of water, it surpassed the past.

He had reason to believe that when he was in a stalemate with Wei Wen, he had passed Wei Wen countless times and maintained the lead, but he fell behind at the moment when he hit the shore.

Of course, Liu Yang is not a person who likes to complain about himself. Before meeting Yao Ye, he used the fact that he broke his best record this time to cheer him up, and he finally felt more at ease.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Yao started to get tangled up in this room...

Yao Ye paid attention to Liu Yang's whole game, and was delighted that Liu Yang and Wei Wen were able to move forward on an equal footing. He even thought that when the two of them were in such a healthy competitive environment, they would definitely be able to improve their performance, which is a good thing. But... when both of them were within 49'20, he found that if he couldn't swim better, he couldn't explain it to the coach or himself.

First Xu Han, then Liu Yang and Wei Wen, the juniors chased him too fast, which made him have a sense of crisis again and again.

Of course, this is normal. No matter what the system is, it focuses on cultivating newcomers, especially the stepped arrangement of the sports circle is more obvious. The old ones will grow up and the new ones will succeed before they retire, so as to maintain the long-term prosperity of the sports world, but When Yao Ye was still young and his physical strength was strong, he had been at this height for a long time, and it didn't feel good to see someone slowly overtake him.

In Wei Wen's advanced locker room, Yao Ye stood at the door and patted Wei Wen's shoulder with a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

Wei Wen pursed his lips and smiled, not in a very high mood. The previous game made him a little tired both mentally and physically.

When Liu Yang walked in, Yao Ye patted him on the shoulder, then wrapped his arms around Liu Yang's neck and hugged him gently, "It's a good swim, but I'm really upset, you boy It put so much pressure on me.”

Liu Yang was stunned by the embrace, and looked around suspiciously. Seeing that everyone had a familiar expression, he patted Yao Ye's shoulder with his backhand and grinned, "Is this all stressful? Not more than you."

Yao Ye's big hand on his neck was changed into a pinch, and he lifted Liu Yang out of his arms, and said with a smirk, "Wait, my master will let you experience what is called an insurmountable peak!"

Liu Yang raised the corner of his mouth, and glanced vaguely at Yao Ye's chest, "Trust me, you don't want it."

Yao Ye was stunned for a moment, then he puffed up his chest and patted his chest, unwilling to suffer, "Master, this is called muscle!"

Liu Yang couldn't help laughing, pushed Yao Ye out with his backhand, and said lightly, "Mmm, it's very beautiful."

Yao Xiaoye's body was slightly stiff, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

The track was being reported outside, and Liu Yang leaned against the door and looked at Yao Ye.

As long as the people in sight stand on the field, they will bring their own unique aura as always, completely attracting other people's attention to him, as if he has a light source, soft light, not dazzling, but people Can not ignore.

I don't know if there is a feeling in his heart, Yao Ye turned his head and glanced at him. From a distance, the corners of his mouth curled up, as if with confidence, just like what he said before, let him see what a real international swimmer is. self-confidence.

Liu Yang looked at him with a slight smile, his eyes softened, and he seemed to see those dark obsidian-like eyes in a trance.

This kind of Yao Ye always plucked his heartstrings again and again. He thought that he and his love had reached a peak, but in the next second, he broke through the shackles fiercely and rose to a new height!

Yao Ye... Yao Ye...

Liu Yang savored the name repeatedly, fascinated.

Gunshots sounded.

Yao Ye jumped into the water, his movements were clean and smooth, and he grabbed the number one position firmly with almost no effort.

No.2 is naturally Zhang Qiangli who was 'killed' by Liu Yang, but was easily pulled away by Yao Ye.

Perhaps it is true what Yao Ye said, he will use all his strength in this semi-final to prove to Liu Yang that Yao Ye is not so easy to overtake.

After turning around, Yao Ye was still leading the way, and the distance from No.2 Zhang Qiangli was opened to a position and he was accelerating.

Zhang Qiangli rushed to catch up, but because of the late start and the gap with Yao Ye's own strength, he could only see being pulled further and further away.

After Yao Ye touched the shore, he looked up at the big screen, clenched his fists and waved his head excitedly, revealing a row of bright white teeth in his grinning mouth.

There was applause from the stands, and the players of the national team jumped and shouted.

Liu Yang watched the time on the big screen intently and smiled happily.

No.1: Yao Ye (48'56)

Broke the tournament record and Yao Ye's personal best result!

really……

Liu Yang was thinking...

Yao Ye's peak has been unshakable in China in recent years!