Swimmer of Rebirth

"Just be happy, I'll stay a little longer to see if you're still happy."

"Eh?" Liu Yang stared at him inexplicably, and turned the words around in his mind again, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that there was a logical error in this sentence. "Why am I unhappy that you stayed? Wait..." Liu Yang turned his words around and thought, his eyes widened sharply, "It means you were going to leave?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

"Go back."

"Where are you going back?"

"Where are you coming from?"

"Right, where are you going back?"

Looking at the question marks on Liu Yang's little head, Yao Ye realized that the conversation between the two people was not on the same line at all, so he simply sat by the edge of the pool and explained to him, "The team asked me to go back in early July, but yesterday I called and asked me to stay until the end of the month, and told me to adjust my mood for another month. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. I called the coach and I answered the same way. The national championship is about to start. Already, are you putting me here at this time to remove me from the list of the Asian Games?" Yao Ye was a little emotional after he said that, his eyes were murderous, and his hands on the edge of the pool were tightly squeezed. It can be seen that the knuckles are white and bloodless.

Liu Yang swallowed his saliva, feeling a little dizzy, especially after the words "Asian Games" came out at the end, he almost felt like he couldn't find North.

"That..." Liu Yang asked cautiously, "The team you mentioned refers to the national team." The arms leaning on the edge of the pool tensed unconsciously, and the body immersed in the pool was pushed by the tiny waves The shaking is almost unmanageable.

Liu Yang was reluctant to hear an affirmative answer in his heart. It seemed that the moment the other party nodded, there would be an ocean between them. The other side of the ocean was a beautiful and rich land, while what he controlled was just a barren island. .

The distance between the provincial school and the national team is too far.

Throughout their lives, some people will be stuck at the threshold of city sports schools entering provincial sports schools, just like provincial sports schools entering provincial teams and provincial teams entering national teams.

It is very rare, compared with the number of people recruited by the national team every year, it can be described in this way.

Liu Yang has confidence and goals, but these are nothing, compared to a genius like Zhuang Yong, compared to prodigies like Thorpe and Phelps, what is he nothing...

Too far, really too far, just like the moment the man in front of him nodded, he was unattainable in front of him.

There was a slight pain in the middle of the forehead, and the curled index finger tapped on the forehead, Liu Yang looked up at him.

With a gentle smile, black and white eyes are clear and bright, and when the mouth is open, you can see the neat white teeth arranged like shells, accompanied by the pain on the forehead.

He said, "Hey, what are you thinking, kid? Why does it look like you're about to cry?"

Surprised, Liu Yang wiped his face twice, and it was wet with cold pool water.

Yao Ye let out a loud laugh, moved his hand that had paused in front of his forehead to rub it on his head, and then pinched his small face again.

"Don't cry like a little girl, I'm terrified."

"Who's crying?" Liu Yang pushed his big hands away from his face, thinking that the water in the pool must be too cold, which made his words have a heavy nasal sound.

Yao Ye restrained the smile on his face, and looked at him very intently. He didn't have a very serious face, but a faint smile, which was very warm. He said: "Liu Yang, I started learning to swim when I was 5 years old. Almost 13 years, I didn’t know anything when I was a child, my parents asked me to learn swimming, I followed, and the coach asked me to swim well, so I trained hard. For so many years, from ignorance to maturity, I have experienced so much... "

He spoke slowly, Liu Yang couldn't see the focus of his eyes, and seemed to be remembering.

"After going through so much, finally stepping into the real palace, can you imagine? This feeling, standing on the mountain and looking at everything under your feet, the vision is full of dream scenery. Train yourself, and the masters of the same country Competing, competing with other countries' masters, can you imagine the passion that burns from the heart to the pores of the skin?"

There was a faint red cloud on his face, and his emotions gradually became high, "National Games, Championships, World Cup, Asian Games, Olympic Games, for these games, everyone there is constantly improving themselves and constantly honing themselves For myself, I want to be able to stand on the podium one day and see my country's national flag rising by the swimming pool. So..." His confused vision suddenly became clear, and he squeezed Liu Yang's shoulders tightly, Yes, hold it tightly, "A firm heart is more important than anything else. You must always look ahead, and don't let anything stop you from moving forward. Do you know?"

Liu Yang nodded slightly.

It turns out that everyone has experienced this. It turns out that everyone has the same goal. Everyone hopes and believes that their dreams will come true one day, and work hard for it.

Is it true that when I continue to work hard, one day I will stand at the same height as you and see the same scenery?

Yao Ye's hand on his shoulder suddenly tightened and then loosened. He pulled his hair a little embarrassedly, "I'm in a bad mood today, and I talked a lot. It feels weird."

"I'm a tree hole." Liu Yang blinked, opened his mouth wide, revealing the pink tongue inside, and continued inarticulately, "Continue to vent here, ah~~"

"A tree hole that can talk?" Yao Ye closed his chin, grabbed it by the way, stared at it, and said viciously: "Didn't you hear me? Today's extra training is not finished yet, don't You want to waste time by talking to me."

"Obey! Coach. Hey, wait, I still don't understand something, so why do you say that you retired from the national team? Was hired by the provincial team as a coach??"

Yao Ye thought for a while, and felt that this was a problem. He sat back in a half-squat, "Then tell me first, where did you hear that I am a retired athlete?"

"Ye Shuwen said it." Liu Yang confessed shamelessly.

Young master Yao waved him over, Ye Shuwen was a little confused, and floated all the way with a scared expression on his face.

"Hey, how did you know that the coach is a coach?" Liu Yang asked him impatiently when he got close.

"What coach is a coach?"

"Is it because Coach Yao came to train with us?"

"That's what you say?"

Feelings follow what others say! ?

Young Master Yao laughed, pointed to his nose and asked, "Then there are rumors that I am a woman, do you believe it?"

This example cites...

Two pairs of eyes swiveled around his muscular chest, and wisely closed his mouth.

In the next second, Young Master Yao also realized that the example he gave was inappropriate, so he made amends with a haha, "Others don't know, Liu Yang, you went there with me. I live in the dormitory building of the provincial team members. The coach The team members don’t live there, besides, I train with the provincial team every day, and I rarely run here, didn’t you notice? Yes, I’m also upstairs for meals.”

Liu Yang frowned and thought for a while, "Then why do we all call you coach?"

"Is there? Did I say that? Or did your Director Zhao tell you to call it that?"

Liu Yang was speechless for a moment, and tried hard to catch in his mind, but he couldn't catch any scene about someone ordering him to call him a coach.

Ye Shuwen cut in halfway and listened in a daze, but suddenly came to his senses, pointing at Yao Ye's nose and being speechless for a long time.

"However, I can probably imagine the reason for your misunderstanding. Originally, I came here to rest and adjust. It is enough to get familiar with the swimming skills every day. Those people in the province thought I was bored, so they asked me to come and teach others, that's all." Yao Ye said. Shrugging his shoulders, there was a bit of reluctance in his tone.

Liu Yang felt uncomfortable hearing this, and sprayed, "What's the matter with this extra training?"

"You are willing to practice, why don't I teach? Anyway, I have to come to swim every day, by the way."

The gardener, the flowers, suddenly shattered into billions of pieces and scattered on the ground at this moment, Liu Yang suddenly felt that the reality was so cruel.

Classmate Liu Yang pulled Ye Shuwen's puppet back to float, cleaning up his glass heart along the way.

Young master Yao was still shouting from behind, "Hey, tighten your skin, how much more training will be given to you from today on."

Wang Yaxin happened to be resting on the shore, and he shuddered when he heard these words, and he gave Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen a look of accusation in his eyes.

That night, when Liu Yang told Yao Ye's real situation, there was a wave of discussion in the dormitory. You and I made a mess of each sentence, and the final decision was-maybe we will be future Olympic champions The first batch of closed disciples.

Is this chicken blood thick enough?

The rumors spread to the whole tour school with the momentum of spring fire, some people didn't care, some smarter went with Liu Yang and the others that night, about 10 of Hu Lala, and many spectators .

Young master Yao's face turned dark when he saw the number of people.

Mr. Yao, who is also a person with a temper, coaxed them away by saying that there are too many people and I can't take them with him. That night, the people in Room 301 finally experienced the tough training again.

In the words of Young Master Yao, if you have free time to gossip, you will have the strength to train.

The additional training continued, but the daily training stopped, and there were three days before the culture class exam. A group of children were led by Director Huang to fill their heads with food. Ye Shuwen and the others took the opportunity to ask for leave. Report to Yao Ye at night.

One coach with four is one thing, one-on-one is another.There was only one thing in his eyes, those minor problems were picked out, the more Liu Yang trained, the happier he was, but because there were fewer people following him, Young Master Yao was bored and brought up his own training.

Launching is a 5000-meter long distance, followed by a 4X1000-meter time limit, each group is 13 minutes, and requires 12 and a half minutes to swim and a half-minute rest.

So Liu Yang saw that his heart was trembling violently, but his head was full of chicken blood. He followed Yao Ye's example and set a plan for himself to cover 800 meters in 12 minutes.

When changing clothes, Yao Ye praised Liu Yang for being proactive and quick-witted, and he praised Liu Yang's face for bursts of heat.

After the exam, Director Zhao gave the team members another two days off, meaning to adjust their mentality and prepare to enter the training period.

Before going to bed at night, Liu Yang was thinking about having nothing to do during the day tomorrow, and decided to invite the meal he promised at the beginning. The next morning, he announced it to the three cats in the dormitory, and in return there was a burst of flattery. I went to find Yao Ye.

Liu Yang glanced at the training hall of the provincial team when he came with Yao Ye last time, but he didn’t get the chance to go in. This time when he really wanted to go in, he realized that he was a little nervous. This mentality is a bit like the one introduced by his family when he was young in his previous life. He met a girl, and then with the photo in his hand, he quietly went to the place where the girl worked and waited for someone. When he saw someone from a distance, he felt a little excited and nervous.

Out of professional habits, Liu Yang went directly to the back door of the swimming pool, but unfortunately the door was locked, so he had no choice but to turn back to the front door.

"Hey, kid, what's the matter?"

As soon as Liu Yang entered the gate, he was stopped by someone. An aunt sat on a rattan chair behind the glass door, knitting a sweater in her hand, and looked Liu Yang up and down with her eyes.

"You're also learning to swim, right? I haven't seen you before. What's the matter?"

Liu Yang smiled and told about his coming here to find Yao Ye.

The aunt told him kindly, "On non-holidays, except for morning exercises, there is generally no training in the morning, or you can go directly to the dormitory to find someone."

It was only then that Liu Yang remembered that there was a difference in the exam time between elementary school and junior high school, and the primary school usually had to be dismissed about a week earlier.

When he found Yao Ye's dormitory, the man was sleeping, with half-closed eyes lazily leaning against the edge of the door, with his hands clasped on his bare chest, looking at him sleepily.

To be honest, this is the first time Liu Yang has seen Yao Ye's face. Every time before that, he saw a very energetic, sunny man with a slight smile on his mouth. His eyes were clear. And focus, it seems that there is always a target in the focus of sight, as he said, look at the target, don't hesitate, and move forward step by step firmly.

Yao Ye turned sideways and shook his head to let him into the room.

The moment he stepped in, Liu Yang inhaled a breath of warm air, and a strange smell that was different from others.

Clean and refreshing, the slight smell of sweat is mixed with the bitterness of the disinfectant in the swimming pool, as if returning to the swimming pool in a trance, the light blue pool water is in front of you.

Liu Yang impulsively smelled it on his arm.

No smell, maybe no one can smell their own body odor.

"You sit inside for a while, and I'll wash it up."

A deep voice came from behind, with a murmur feeling after waking up.

Liu Yang turned his head to look at him, and that moment was frozen in his eyes.

The newborn sun hangs in the corner of the door frame, the golden rays fall on his bare shoulders, the contour line is plated with a layer of fluffy gold border, and his hands rest on the hair, pulling out smooth and even textures.

Liu Yang thought of the statue of David he had seen before, with a perfect and admirable body.

The fingertips suddenly felt a little itchy, and I wanted to touch the texture of the body. Is it as tight as imagined, full of explosive power, or like some kind of fish living in the ocean, slippery? , moisturizing feeling.