Swimmer of Rebirth

Everyone got up the water with different expressions.

Urgent, Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen.

Annoyed, Wang Yaxin.

Helpless, the third player.

Easy, remaining players.

Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen wanted to know the results.

Wang Yaxin was somewhat dissatisfied with being distanced by his friends.

The contestant in the third lane cast a sideways glance at Liu Yang and the two of them, and pursed his lips.

The rest of the contestants didn't go for the quota. After the competition, they would be satisfied knowing their results.

After the eight players separated, Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen went straight to Director Xu.

Halfway through, Ye Shuwen patted Wang Yaxin, grinned and said in a low voice, "Okay, I haven't been lazy in the school for the past six months."

Wang Yaxin bowed his head and continued to struggle with his little thoughts, gave an absent-minded hum, and followed the two to see the results.

With a narrow gap, Liu Yang lost to Ye Shuwen.

Ye Shuwen smiled with his chin raised, and despised Liu Yang with his eyes.

Liu Yang glanced at him sideways, but wanted to scold him, but gave up after thinking about it. If you lose, you lose. What's the point of talking about it.

It's a pity that Wang Yaxin's nerves were touched somewhere, and the topic that shouldn't be continued was picked up by him again. He hooked Liu Yang's neck and said, "It's just the preliminaries, and the finals are the real results."

Liu Yang blinked and smiled, "Okay, you kid, you're mature."

Seeing Liu Yang's eyes looking over, Wang Yaxin stretched his neck, and howled shamelessly, "The enemy of the enemy is my friend. Now we must unite and love each other, and unite to the outside world."

Ye Shuwen, who was about to lose his temper, was speechless when he was hit by these words.

It's winter, just emerging from the water, the water beads are still hanging on the body, the three of them hurried down to put on their clothes when they inquired about the grades they wanted to get.

When Liu Yang turned around, he happened to see Luo Xinhua looking this way. It was a little far away, and his facial expression couldn't be seen clearly. He felt that his eyes were like bullets, and the sound of 'BIU' was shot in the heart.

Liu Yang shivered, turned his head and left.

After changing their clothes, several people sat in the stands of the swimming pool and continued to watch the game. Liu Yang watched absently, thinking about the meaning in Luo Xinhua's eyes.

Didn't swim well?

He thought about the result just now, 2'19'78.

It's okay, this age should have this result, after all, there is a huge gap in physical strength, and it can't be compared with other groups.

and then……?

He was puzzled.

When I looked up, I happened to see the 100-meter free race of the women's junior group.

With a sweep of Liu Yang's gaze, both No.1 and the last one were caught in his eyes, but his eyes were attracted by the last one.

Splashes of water, quick hand strokes.

In an instant, the tank man I saw in the hotel swimming pool during the Youth Games competition came to mind.

Recalling the race just finished, Liu Yang's face turned black in the last 50 meters, and he found the reason.

Anxious, eager for quick success, but neglected the sense of water deliberately maintained in the first 150 meters.

Liu Yang glanced at Ye Shuwen, who was beside him in high spirits. This kid must have made the same mistake as him, right?

The bullets in Coach Luo's eyes weren't just aimed at himself.

Say it or not?

Liu Yang was confused.

On the one hand, he wanted to rely on this answer to make a comeback, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Ye Shuwen would be scolded after the game, so he could almost foresee his crying face.

Tangled ah……

Liu Yang put his hands on Ye Shuwen's shoulders and leaned back heavily on the chair.

Ye Shuwen turned his head to look, his eyes sparkling.

Looking at these eyes, Liu Yang was a little dazed, another pair of shining eyes appeared in his head, dazzling like obsidian.

Yao Ye...

And you?What do you think of this junior who keeps chasing after me who aims at you?

Liu Yang thought.

Gardener?He is not.

Motivation to spur?Obviously, it will not be at the same level in the next few years.

Liu Yang closed his eyes, and many pictures of getting along with each other in the past emerged from his mind, and finally stayed on the frowning, worried figure, wiping his body to reduce the fever, and the constantly changing ice handkerchief on his forehead.

A rare and considerate person.

Liu Yang sighed for a moment, retracted his thoughts, and with a slight force on his arm, he hooked Ye Shuwen over.

By the way, the other hand also hugged Wang Yaxin into the crook of his arm.

Looking at the doubts on the two small faces, Liu Yang grinned.

"Coach Luo asked me to tell you that I was too anxious to swim just now, and ignored the importance of the sense of water. If we meet again in the finals, we will have to take care of our family."

"Ah!?" Wang Yaxin exclaimed, "I want to be beaten too?"

"Coach Luo really said that?" Ye Shuwen blinked his eyes thoughtfully.

Liu Yang nodded to Ye Shuwen first, and then glared at Wang Yaxin, "Just take it easy, Mr. Luo doesn't give advice easily, once you give advice, you will benefit for life."

Wang Yaxin thought for a while, "Hey, Yangyang, do you think Coach Luo will accept me?"

"Dream you." Liu Yang teased, and directly pinched the boy's fantasy. Luo Xinhua never said this at all, and asked him to give him Coach Luo somewhere, "Why are you thinking so much now? Compete the game well, train hard, and sooner or later you will enter the provincial team."

Wang Yaxin was a little sad at being teased, and gave him a sideways look, trying to struggle his head out of the crook of his arms.

Liu Yang's arm slammed hard, clamping his neck tightly, "I'm serious, why are you angry? If you really have the heart, just remember Coach Luo's words well. Whoever wears it or not, as long as you don't worry about it. It's good enough, isn't it?"

Wang Yaxin's heart is made of glass, and it shatters when touched.

Seeing his eyes, Liu Yang felt that he was not kind, and was trying to persuade him.

It's a pity that people stick 502 by themselves, and it's good again.

"That's true. I've been training very seriously for the past six months, and I'm just looking forward to meeting you again next year." Wang Yaxin grinned, leaning his head lazily on Liu Yang's head, watching the game.

The three of them were watching. Zhuang Fei came over with a towel on his head and asked for a seat between Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen. Butterfly. You don’t know, I was thinking while I was swimming, what kind of grief and indignation would it be if Brother Wenwen’s group got the lottery? In this provincial team, Brother Xu Han is the first, and Brother Wenwen is the second. I have never seen a butterfly swim so well."

Ye Shuwen's ears turned red when he was told, and he covered his mouth and coughed, meaning stop talking.

Zhuang Fei misunderstood, and turned his head to look at Liu Yang, "Brother Yang Yang, isn't he angry? This is no different than butterfly swimming. If it's freestyle, I'm sure I'll think of you."

Liu Yang shook his head helplessly with a half-smile, and turned his head to continue watching the game.

Zhuang Fei was chatty, and after finishing speaking here, he turned his head and continued to say to Ye Shuwen, "Brother Wenwen, for the sake of my calling you brother, give me some tips, how to swim butterfly smoothly, I am most afraid of it in my life. It's the butterfly stroke."

Liu Yang raised his ears and began to listen to the corner of the wall.

Ye Shuwen said, "Just swim like this."

"Treat me?" Zhuang Fei pursed his lips, questioning in disbelief.

Ye Shuwen was silent for a while, as if he was trying to organize his words, "How should I put it, butterfly stroke requires a rhythm, I don't need to say it for one stroke and two kicks? The coaches teach this way, but most people I know, but I can’t grasp the rhythm well, and the butterfly stroke is indeed a bit tiring. After the body is tired, it will naturally stiffen, and the harder it will be, the more tired. It’s a vicious circle. So in my opinion, you can swim by relaxing your body and grasping the rhythm. They are all teaching methods that coaches often put on their lips, you make me really speechless."

Zhuang Fei scratched the back of his head, frowned and remained silent.

Liu Yang felt that he had benefited a lot.

The rhythm can be mastered slowly only by practicing persistently. On the contrary, it is the vicious circle that Ye Shuwen mentioned later that made him admire.

This child may not know it himself, but Liu Yang can make a summary of it: the water feeling of butterfly stroke.

Master the rhythm, relax your body, and move forward in waves in the water.

After an hour or so, the preliminaries of all groups were over, and after the list of the finals was confirmed, many coaches called out the players who had passed the preliminaries individually for additional counseling.

Wang Yaxin and Zhuang Fei were also called away by their coaches.

As for Liu Yang's coach Luo Xinhua, the two children knew his nature well, and never thought that he would do such a thing at this time.

So, I found a small open space and did warm-up exercises.

According to the order of the first game of the final, it should be the boys' group.

After resting for 10 minutes, just when the two of them were warming up, Director Xu began to call the group.

"The junior men's finalists enter the field."

"Young men's team..."

Liu Yang patted Ye Shuwen on the back, who was pressing his shoulders, and turned to leave.

The separation this time made the two of them depressed.

Jin Sidao turned out not to be either of them.

But seeing that the person standing there was called Huang Qiang, the two of them were speechless. The other person happened to be excellent in backstroke, and the top team won the preliminaries with a huge advantage in the second group. Although I haven't seen the results, I can see it now. , the 200-meter back result is naturally better than the two of them to stand there.

Ye Shuwen was arranged in the fifth lane, Liu Yang was in the third lane, Wang Yaxin happened to be in the final and was in the first lane, and Zhuang Feizai was in the eighth lane.

Several people glanced at each other and began to concentrate on moving their bodies, waiting for the competition items after the lottery.

"50-meter butterfly, go to the diving platform." Director Xu shouted with a small note in his hand.

Wang Yaxin gave Ye Shuwen the middle finger from a distance of thousands of miles.

Ye Shuwen looked like a villain, shrugging his shoulders and smiling wryly.

Liu Yang was speechless about his character, and started to move his waist and shoulder joints with his head depressed.

Standing on the diving platform, holding down his swimming goggles, Liu Yang took a deep breath, and then let it out long.

50 meters butterfly Well.

Explosive power can be regarded as Lao Tzu's strong point, so compare.

When the whistle sounded, Liu Yang turned his shoulders, stepped on the edge of the platform, bent his upper body, and let his arms hang down naturally.

"Beep beep -" ready.

The toes of both feet are directly hooked on the edge of the platform, slightly bent and tensed, instead of standing back and forth apart like freestyle.

The lungs suck in air.

"Beep!" began.

With a sudden force on both legs, the whole person was carried out in the air and shot obliquely into the water.

Liu Yang kicked his legs four or five times in the water, and when he broke the water, his arms started to wave butterfly. X2 is so simple, as the distance increases, the load is also multiplied.

For the 50-meter butterfly, there is no need to think about saving energy. After getting out of the water, everyone is full of power.

Moreover, it is impossible to find the feeling of water in such a short distance, and Liu Yang can only rely on the memory of his body to move forward, and can only ensure that his arms can get as much water power as possible when they are swimming underwater.

Liu Yang went out of the water and swiped out his arms five times. When the air in his lungs started to run short, he used a little force on his legs to pump more water. His upper body came out of the water with his head, inhaled, and then buried in the water again to continue, waiting for the oxygen to decrease. moment.

In the 50-meter butterfly, the competition was extremely fierce, and there were six people who could not see the difference with the naked eye in the first 25 meters.

Instead, Huang Qiang from the Golden Four track was pulled down.

After 25 meters, Liu Yang started to take the lead, and his speed was still increasing, and the characteristics of explosive power and continuous acceleration in a short period of time began to show.

Ye Shuwen followed closely behind, half an arm away.

Wang Yaxin, Zhuang Fei, and Zhang Zhang in the second lane are also clinging on, and there is a possibility of overtaking at any time.

With 15 meters left, Ye Shuwen broke out and caught up with Liu Yang in three strokes. The two were almost even.

Zhang Zhang pulls an arm away from Wang Yaxin and Zhuang Fei, and No.3 is basically confirmed.

At 10 meters, Liu Yang accelerated again and overtook.

Ye Shuwen rushed to catch up, and the gap was not obvious.

At 5 meters, Liu Yang's speed did not decrease, and he finally pulled Ye Shuwen half an arm away.

1 meters...

Hit the shore.

Liu Yang won the 50-meter butterfly.

After getting into the water, Ye Shuwen's face was so shattered that thunderstorms could be seen at any time.

The enemy of Wang Yaxin's enemy became Ye Shuwen.

Seeing this posture, Liu Yang secretly regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would not have won. Now he has to be responsible for comforting him. It's easy for him.

but……

Liu Yang touched his chin and thought, how could he beat Ye Shuwen in the 50-meter butterfly?

Unbelievable results.

Later Liu Yang approached Ye Shuwen to discuss the competition, and the boy shook his head obediently, saying that he had used all his strength from the beginning.

Liu Yang let out a long cry.

Ye Shuwen came to his senses, pinched his neck, and said that he was not angry like this.

Liu Yang threw him down with his backhand, and the two got into a quarrel.

Uh, as for the quota for the junior group, after both of them voluntarily abstained, it fell on Zhang Zhang's head. This kid still had an expression of disbelief when he got the news. Fortunately, the coach notified him, otherwise he would definitely Ask the last question, are you kidding me?

Luo Xinhua didn't judge them much for this competition, and the training continued as usual. The Chinese New Year was coming after the winter vacation exams, and the training was suspended for a few days to let him make up cultural lessons.

Then, the day before the national team was sent to the national team for training, the provincial team held a welcome event.

After learning about the arrangement of the event, the team members complained and shouted that it was boring.

It turned out to be playing water polo, carrying buckets in the water, and swimming upside down. I don’t know what the instructors of the provincial team thought. Players advance to the game.

It was a lively day.

Since then, countless men and women have continued to warm up their feelings in private, and have created countless spouses.

Zhang Weijia smiled brightly when he sent Xu Han to the train, lowered his voice and said, you have a place to go, and I have a beautiful woman to hug.

Zhang Shao's beautiful woman is indeed as beautiful as a flower. She is a master of tricks and has a twin sister. She is one of the two teams of the provincial team.

When Liu Yang was with Zhang Shao occasionally, if he and his family's eyes met, you could almost see the crackling sound of the lightning that stirred the sky and the earth.

Whenever this time, Liu Yang would always treat himself as a blind man very wittily.

The provincial team had a holiday during the Chinese New Year, and Liu Yang went back to play for 10 days in peace, avoiding being shown off by his parents as if he was a baby.

Faced with these real and fake faces of envy or jealousy, Liu Yang sullenly pretended that he didn't see them.

Finally returned to the provincial team after gaining weight.

Training remains.

Occasionally, Luo Xinhua's face would be loose, and he made a little joke with them, and then, under the eyes of the three who believed it was true, he finally questioned his character sadly.

After Xu Han came back from the national training team, he looked more serious, but his face was a little paler, and he was more attractive than before.

Liu Yang pestered him to ask him the specific situation.

Xu Han said with a paralyzed face: "The amount of training is a little bit bigger, the pressure is a little bit bigger, and the rest is fine."

Liu Yang blinked his eyes, and didn't ask him where he was, but instead asked, "What about Yao Ye? Have you seen it? How is it? Has he changed?"

Xu Han shook his head, "We didn't know until we went there that most of the first-line athletes of the national team were taken by their coaches to other places for training."

"Ah—" Liu Yang opened his mouth in surprise.

"They left one after the other. They left the day before we went."

"Isn't it a training camp? You haven't even seen the players of the national team?"

"Hundreds of people are piled up there, and there are 8 people in a swimming lane. If you swim fast, it's not easy to overtake, and if you swim slow, you will touch your feet behind."

A sentence full of resentment finally made Liu Yang understand why Xu's facial paralysis became deeper. It turned out that he was oppressed here.

Liu Yang didn't dare to continue asking these words, and spread his hands, "Where's the gift?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Han actually started to look for it, and finally found a postcard and a small bronze statue and handed it over.

Liu Yang took the things and looked at them over and over, with question marks all over his head.

With a suppressed smile on his face, Xu Han said softly, "The postcard is mine, and the bronze statue is from Yao Ye entrusted by his teammates."

Liu Yang was startled, holding the palm-sized bronze statue for a closer look, the hand was quite heavy, it was standing, and the posture looked a bit like a butterfly stroke pushing water to the end, with his head raised high, his eyes closed, his arms resting on his thighs On both sides, and this face, why does it look so familiar?

"The man said that this is a portrait of Yao Ye. After the competition last year, the competition organization made one for the No. 1 athlete in the individual event. He added money and made four more."

Liu Yang immediately threw the bronze statue onto the bed in disgust.

Xu Han finally couldn't help but put his fist to his lips and smiled.

Liu Yang frowned, rubbed his hands, and wailed in disbelief, "He made four more? Did he make four?? He didn't have a bag on his head, did he?? You won't let you recite all four and share them with us? ?”

Xu Han nodded, and the image of a rare smile disappeared.

"Damn it." Liu Yang scolded, "He is so narcissistic, and even gives away his own portrait everywhere. Sure enough, there is no shortage of crazy people in this world." At the end, Liu Yang looked up to the sky and sighed endlessly. .

Sure enough, Brother Chun is not the most powerful, and Sister Furong is not the most narcissistic.

Long before their debut, there was already a senior named Yao Ye.

For this senior, Liu Yang couldn't bear the idea of ​​calling to question him anymore, he was afraid that he would say something like, brother is handsome, right?

The person who questioned him was shocked and Jiao Linen would not stop dying.

Therefore, Zilian Yao's nickname was finally confirmed after Xu Han sent out all the bronze statues.

And these four bronze statues were all locked in a box by his masters and shelved, leaving two lines of tears silently.

However, compared to the dumbfounding of the other three, Liu Yang has another layer of thinking. Maybe when Yao Ye wins a few more international championships, the value of this thing should double, right?When the Internet becomes popular in the future, maybe it will be put up for auction, which will solve the urgent need to some extent.

cough cough...

There will be a National Games competition this summer. Although Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen are not old enough, Luo Xinhua forced them to register for military training. Whenever Liu Yang thinks of an opponent who is many years older than himself, he will A heart is called helplessness.

Still, it's fine.

Before the game, Wang Yaxin finally entered the provincial team. Although he was not under a coach, the fact that he lived upstairs and downstairs still made the three of them happy for a long time.

In addition to training, the three of them occasionally go to play basketball, football, or go to extra training together at night. This relationship is getting stronger and stronger, and they are almost married in Taoyuan.

Liu Yang's desire for his swimming performance has almost reached the point of madness, especially after the start of school in March, he has to conduct additional training basically every night.

The last competition for places made him understand the importance of the sense of water and the importance of physical strength, and training in the water and on land took turns. After Xu Han, another desperate Saburo appeared in the provincial team.

Luo Xinhua had observed Liu Yang's additional training, and he had to be moved by Liu Yang's toughness in the end. Occasionally, he would show up at Liu Yang's additional training location to give some detailed guidance.

That's right, this is the legendary Kai Xiaozao.

Liu Yang was naturally grateful, worked hard, and made some mistakes every time he guided them, but when Luo Xinhua paid attention again, they had disappeared without a trace.

And Luo Xinhua was naturally emotional, and couldn't help but add a condition for recruiting players in the future, children who can think and have spirituality.

Of course, it's a bit unfortunate that this kind of child appeared too rarely in his coaching career, and even in the future, when the retired Liu Yang visited him, he could always find a trace of sorrow and sigh on this aging face.