Swimmer of Rebirth

At 18:30, the Men's Group B 100-meter butterfly final registration.

The coach called Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen to encourage them. The more they watched, the more they liked them. This time, the men's team was the only pair that entered the finals. Although there is no guarantee that they will win the gold medal, But as long as I think of the three words "double insurance", I feel relieved.

To be honest, Luo Xinhua, the coach of the two players, loves and hates the coach of the Swimming Center of the General Administration from the director to the coaches. He has a big temper and doesn't buy it from anyone. Shoot, of course, this has something to do with his brother-in-law who is an official, but the most important thing is that the athletes who come out of this man are all tall and strong, and I don’t know if they are born with Bole or Maxima In order to get closer to him, after all, most of the men's team's achievements this time are players in Luo Xinhua's hands.

Thinking of Yao Ye again, the coach's heart twitched, and he muttered, a room full of freaks.

When Liu Yang and the others went down, Yao Ye thought about it and followed them stickily.

He also knows that it's called being cheap, but no matter what, he will be very concerned about anything when he has a relationship with Liu Yang, especially now, he doesn't know if Liu Yang is nervous or not, but he is more nervous than he is about to participate in the finals .

Of course, he wouldn't really whisper the words "don't be nervous" in Liu Yang's ear. It's better to adjust his mentality than others to say [-] words. Yao Ye has a deep understanding of this point.

But Yao Ye was clinging to him like a ghost behind him, Liu Yang felt guilty and kicked Yao Ye back.

Ye Shuwen clapped his hands and asked curiously at the end of his laugh, "Why is Brother Yao always clinging to you? Isn't it great?"

"Like me." Liu Yang hooked Ye Shuwen's shoulder and laughed haha, with a wretched expression on his face, "I have a smart head and good swimming performance. Both my face and body are top-notch. Hua Jianhua drives and sees the car. , How normal is it to like me, I said Wenwen, do you like me?"

Ye Shuwen shook off the goose bumps all over his body, but his head twitched and began to sing along with Liu Yang, "I like you, I really really really really really really like you so much, I wish I could chop it up and eat it in my stomach before I can rest assured."

"Hey~" Liu Yang shook his head and sighed, his eyes were empty, with a literati's expressive tone, "Since ancient times, I have a poor life~"

"That's called Hongyan."

"My buddy is an orthodox handsome guy." Liu Yang stretched his arms, pulling Ye Shuwen's eyes to eyes, nose to nose, smiling all over his face.

Ye Shuwen raised his chin, raised his eyebrows, and pointed at his nose, making a look like a handsome guy here.

The two of them laughed together, Liu Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if Yao Ye continues to be so ignorant, how long will he have to clean up this mess?

Thanks to Yao Ye, Liu Yang's 100-meter butterfly was lucky enough to get the final right, and the track was naturally arranged in the most remote first lane.

Ye Shuwen performed well, and was assigned to the third track with the No.3 result in the semi-final.

After the report, the two looked a lot more solemn, and entered the locker room side by side.

On the way, Liu Yang asked Ye Shuwen if he was nervous.

Ye Shuwen shook his head and said, he was very excited, but also a little scared, afraid that he would not perform well, and that his opponents would hide their strength in the previous games.

Liu Yang didn't speak anymore. In fact, he was also a little scared. His fear was different from Ye Shuwen's. He was afraid that his poor butterfly performance would affect the competition that had a real chance to win the championship, and he was afraid that he would regret his choice.

But... Liu Yang wants to ask himself, can he really give up?Give up the butterfly competition, give up the determination to burn yourself with all your strength, and then choose a simple path to walk steadily.

He thinks that it is impossible. Opportunities and hardships coexist, ups and downs and hopes coexist. Only by facing up to difficulties can we set foot on the altar of our dreams.

He needs to believe in himself, that he can swim butterfly well, and even more so that his tempered body can be strong and accompany him all the way to the end.

In the warm-up pool, Liu Yang saw several other opponents.

Australian player Andri, who has maintained No.1 status since the preliminaries.

No.2 in the semi-finals, the British player Kerry Jones who had a relationship with Liu Yang twice.

There is also Kudo Ike from the host country Japan, who qualified fifth in the semi-finals.

Some of these opponents were swimming slowly in the warm-up pool with standard movements, while some were familiar with and measured their take-off and turning movements repeatedly.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and everyone's faces were tense, which made people think of the calm before the storm.

This time Liu Yang did not show a friendly smile to every foreign player who came over. Being drawn by this atmosphere, he only had the next warm-up and the later game in his head.

Move every muscle, bone and joint, let the body relax, and face the moment in a full state.

The finals are different from the semi-finals and preliminaries, and even more different from the usual training.

The final puts a lot of pressure on each athlete, and they are screened out layer by layer. No matter how many people participate, only 8 people can finally get this qualification, and most of these 8 people's final goal is only No.1. , The big elimination rate of one out of eight is even more cruel.

Pressed by this heavy pressure, the heart rate of each team member will speed up unconsciously, and the muscles will be tense like a rock. The state of mind affects the state of the body, and the state of the body is closely related to the final result.

Everyone knows it, so everyone is working hard to get rid of this pressure.

Liu Yang didn't have the energy to think about other things. At this moment, everything seemed to be far away. His mind was blank, and there was a shrunken self standing inside, constantly giving instructions.

Twist the neck, move the shoulders, relax the arms, take a deep breath to adjust the lung capacity, step by step, and arrange the pre-match preparations methodically.

There was a Chinese coach standing by the warm-up pool, who was specially arranged to remind the time and play a role. At this time, the role of the coach is only these. They have no way to knock on the players' brains and order them to relax, let alone replace the players. For the competition, all they can do is quietly wait for the moment when the result comes out.

Fortunately, Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen's preparations made the coach very satisfied, so he didn't wake them up to speak until about 20 minutes after they went into the water.

Liu Yang had a faint smile on his face, his expression was relaxed, he was in good condition, and his brain was exceptionally clear.

And Ye Shuwen didn't seem to be much different, and when they got into the water together, he wanted to hook up with Liu Yang for a gamble.

The coach hit Ye Shuwen on the head and glared at him.

After drying his hair and wiping off the water droplets on his body, Liu Yang adjusted his swimming goggles and said in front of the coach, "If you don't get the branded 2000 pull-ups, you will have to add another 2000 if you lose."

Ye Shuwen clicked his tongue and widened his eyes.

The coach put one hand on a person's shoulders and walked towards the meeting point, saying as he walked, "That's right, I'm still in the mood for joking."

Liu Yang put on a serious face, "It's definitely not a joke. If you don't get the card, you will be fined. If you lose, you will be fined. Who calls us opponents? Of course, we will be punished to the death."

"Good boy, you're quite confident." The coach slapped Liu Yang on the back of the head, "Then I'll just wait and see."

Ye Shuwen bared his teeth at Liu Yang, "Do you still remember?"

"That is, it's been more than two hours. Who can forget it?" Liu Yang snorted twice, and his arms started to feel sore when he remembered the 1000 pull-ups last time.

Ye Shuwen was in a happier mood. Generally speaking, his results during this competition were a little better than Liu Yang's. Thinking of his loss in the National Games a few months ago, he was aggrieved, a kind of joy of revenge It swept him over.

When they arrived at the gathering place, the coach patted them on the shoulder and left. Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen fought for a while, but they were relieved when the game came into play.

This is a very strange state of mind, just like a prisoner who is about to be beheaded. He was always afraid when he was in prison, but when that day comes, he will feel a kind of panic when he stands on the beheading platform. The idea of ​​relaxation, and even some hard-boned ones will suddenly burst out with a sense of generosity to die, so those people on TV who yelled that they will be a hero again after 18 years are not false.

Walking into the swimming pool and standing in front of his track, Liu Yang turned his neck, made a soft crisp sound, and waited quietly for the broadcast of the track program.

The radio sounded.

"The first player is Liu Yang from China."

Following the sound, Liu Yang took a step forward, raising his arms for the first time in this swimming pool, facing all the audience fearlessly, showing his victorious aura.

There was applause in the arena, he took a step back and started the final warm-up.

Ankles, wrists, neck, shoulders, every part is active.

Liu Yang was very attentive. Even when the 7th Japanese player was called, the thunderous sound of cheering in the arena did not disturb him, and he just did his own work silently.

Yao Ye once again stood by the railing, looking intently at Liu Yang who was warming up by the pool.

He didn't know if it was really the reason why Xi Shi was in the eye of the beholder. Every movement of Liu Yang was so attractive to him. Watching Liu Yang enter the arena, he raised his head high and raised his arms. At that moment, it seemed that his emotions also was suddenly called up.

It has been many years, from the moment the first gold medal was hung around his neck, he lost something...

Sense of glory!

No longer bothering to count the number of plaques on the neck, only the world championship medals that they consider to represent the highest honor are placed at home, and the rest are locked in boxes and buried in drawers.

Then, in the passage of time, I finally forgot the memory of participating in the small competition for the first time, the excitement of entering the final, the sense of honor for the possibility of adding another medal to the team, the initial The pure self who loves swimming.

Yao Ye's eyes sparkled with a smile.

He thought, maybe this is what Liu Yang meant for him.

In his career, he has continuously stimulated his interest in swimming, spurring him to move forward and at the same time to have a deeper understanding of the meaning of this sport.

And emotionally...

Yao Ye's eyes were dyed with a layer of light, and a person was completely framed in the dark and deep pupils...

The whistle of everyone's position resounded through the audience.

The swimming pool fell silent.

Yao Ye's thoughts were surging. Looking at Liu Yang who was slowly walking up the platform, he opened his lips and spoke silently.

It is my luck to meet you, and it is my miracle that you like me.

and so……

Looking forward to the day when I can walk side by side with you, don't let me down.

Black swimming goggles.

The dull color in the sight.

But his eyes were extremely determined to look forward through this color.

100m butterfly...

Liu Yang took a deep breath, then let it out in a long breath, and slowly bent down.

When the lowered head was raised, he squinted his eyes, like a cheetah hunting, exuding a stern aura.

100 meters, only 100 meters.

Liu Yang told himself to take the game in front of him seriously, go forward and do his best, don't think about preserving physical strength, and believe in himself.

"Beep beep -" ready.

Liu Yang tensed his body, allowing the power to flow under his skin.

The surroundings are very quiet, and I can't even hear my own breathing, and I am fully focused on waiting for the sound of departure.

"beep!"

From the toes that are tightly hooked to the edge of the platform, the force is transmitted to the calf and then to the thigh, and finally pushes up, and the body shoots out obliquely.

Water splash.

The whole body is buried in the pool with air.

In the line of sight, a vast expanse of white tiny blisters rushed towards his face in chaos.

Three quick butterfly kicks out of the water.

The announcer of the Japanese broadcast station is doing a live broadcast of the game in front of the screen.

"Dear viewers, what you are watching now is the 100-meter butterfly in the men's group B. The first track is Liu Yang from China, and the second track is..."

"The competition has already started. Australian player Andri Izumi is leading in four lanes. The second is Ye Shuwen from China. The third is Kerry Jones from the United Kingdom. Our country's player Kudo Ike is in the seventh lane and is currently ranked sixth. .”

"The competition is very fierce. The No.1 player is Andre. The advantage is not obvious. Ye Shuwen and Kerry Jones are chasing closely. The gap between front and back is less than 0.1 seconds, and there is a possibility of overtaking at any time."

"Turning around at 50 meters, Kerry Jones caught up. Audience friends, now No.1 is Kerry Jones from the UK, Andrei has fallen to No.3, and No.2 is Ye Shuwen from China. It seems that Champions will be born among them."

"Oh! There is another player. The first player is... Liu Yang from China. His speed is also very fast, and he is almost on the same level as No.1 Kerry Jones when viewed horizontally."

"The contestants are all speeding up, and the speed is constantly increasing. Ye Shuwen of Sandao speeded up very quickly and passed. Kerry Jones was overtaken at 25 meters from the finish line!

"One of the Chinese players is holding on tightly, and they are still tied with the British players. The speed of the two players has also increased, and they may take the first place again at any time."

"Friends of the audience, friends of the audience, the final champion of the 100-meter butterfly in the men's group B will be selected from two Chinese players and one British player!"

"They still have a chance. There are 15 meters left. The final result is still uncertain. The players are very close. Let's go all out! Can the Chinese players keep the first place, and can the British players achieve another overtake in the final stage!"

"The last 10 meters, the speed is very fast, very fast! The Chinese players try their best to see if they can keep it? Can they keep it!?"

……

silence……

"Gululu..." His ears were filled with the sound of airflow in the liquid, Liu Yang spit out a string of bubbles in the water, and followed the silver bubbles out of the water.

He glanced at the scoreboard again, floated to the waterline and hugged him, and gave Ye Shuwen a thumbs up from afar.

Announcer: "Dear audience friends, the 100-meter butterfly competition in the men's group B is over. Ye Shuwen from China finally won the gold medal in this event. British player Kerry Jones won the silver medal with a gap of 0.08 seconds. Chinese player Liu Yang fell behind. Missed the silver medal in 0.02 seconds, only won No.3, and our country's Kudoike won No.6 in this event..."