[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

Ao Ling sat up from the parallel bars, his hair has now grown into an embarrassing period, and when the wind blows, it will stand up funny, just like a hedgehog.

This look was so cute, Shen Fei couldn't help but patted his head, and pushed down the bristling hair for him, but the wind in the empty playground was a bit strong, and it blew up again after pressing down on this side and that side.

The broken hair on Shen Fei's forehead was also blown up by the wind, Ao Ling raised his hand to imitate his way to hold down his hair, Shen Fei refused to let him touch it, and hid to the side, almost lost his balance and fell off the parallel bars , Ao Ling quickly pulled him back again.

The two were making a fuss on the parallel bars, and their laughter attracted Qi Yi and Liang Fan who were running in the playground.

Those two people, one on each side, also jumped onto the parallel bars by virtue of their inertia. Ao Ling and Qi Yi, the shortest of the four of them, are also 180 centimeters tall, and it's a bit crowded sitting side by side, so they can only hold each other's shoulders to keep balance.

Liang Fan asked Shen Fei: "Have you thought about it, should you take the college entrance examination or the Asian Games?"

Shen Fei glanced at him, but didn't answer.The little dragon cub on the side learned to rush to answer: "Children only make choices, and the captain wants them all!"

Qi Yi said: "Only a person like Mr. Fu who has no distracting thoughts can want them all. Let's focus on doing one thing well."

Shen Fei looked at his three juniors: "I've made up my mind, it's impossible not to take the college entrance examination..."

"Ah..." The answer was unexpected, Liang Fan grabbed his shoulder with surprise, "You really don't plan to participate in the Asian Games?"

Shen Fei looked at the swimming pool in the distance. Under the moonlight, the glass exterior wall reflected a silver-white luster, which was indistinct under the cover of the trees: "I don't love learning as much as you think, and I often force myself to learn."

He turned his head again and looked at Ao Ling: "It was Xiaoqi who made me understand a truth - no matter when you make a choice, you should follow your own heart."

Ao Ling was flattered and asked: "Am I so good?"

Qi Yi on the other side said: "Correction, it's not only Mr. Fu who can keep his mind free of distracting thoughts, but also our little Qi."

"You four, are you going to sleep in the playground tonight? What time are you going back?"

Fu Xingtu's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and the four of them felt chills all over their backs, and jumped off the parallel bars scrambling.

The last one was Ao Ling, who was not well cushioned when he landed, so he almost staggered and fell at Fu Xingtu's feet. It was Director Fu who had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed his arm and pulled him up.

Ao Ling raised his head, and under the moonlight, he found that Fu Xingtu was wearing glasses again today. The silver frame softened his tough facial contours a lot, and he really looked like a teacher.

Before going to the national team for training, Wu Juan originally wanted Ao Ling to go home, but there were no holidays in the team, and athletes could not leave the team casually.

So, his mother came to the provincial capital the next day with big bags and small bags.There are not only food for him, but also clothes for him.

Wu Juan obviously didn't expect that his son's physique could grow so fast in half a year, and the clothes were actually a little too small for him.

Wu Juan also said to take him out for shopping, but was stopped by Ao Ling. He spent several hours in the water every day, and what he wore the most was swimming trunks, that is, T-shirts, shorts, and tracksuits. buy again.

In the end, Wu Juan took out something and insisted on hanging it around Ao Ling's neck, saying that it was the amulet she asked for in the temple a few days ago to keep her son safe.

Ao Ling touched the thing. It was a small red cloth bag with a square shape. I don't know what was in it. It probably melted in water.

He accepted it, but he put it in his pocket without hanging it around his neck.

Maybe Wu Juan was a bit superstitious, or maybe it was because after her husband died, she only had her son as her only sustenance, and she cared a lot about him.

In short, before she left, she repeatedly told Ao Ling to put away her things, to pay attention to safety when going out for training and competitions, and to come back safely.

Because the Asian Games will be held in City H, the capital of Province R, the National Swimming Management Center has also set the location for this training camp in City H, which will last for two months.

Province R was originally a major swimming province, and half of the national team's training list were their players, and they also attached great importance to this sport.

Therefore, two years ago, we started to build a modern swimming training base, which happened to be put into use in preparation for the Asian Games.

The brand-new base is very big and beautiful. Not only swimming, but also water polo, diving, and synchronized swimming are all trained here, which is actually quite lively.

Although it is only a training base, the swimming pool is still very large and beautiful. There is a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows next to it. The roof is also made of glass that allows you to see the sky. The lighting and air are very good. There is a large screen and an electronic timing system next to the locker room. And some equipment that will be used in training, there is a huge national flag on the wall on the opposite bank, and there are four slogans next to it: "Show glory for the motherland, strive for the spirit of the nation, add color to life, and strive for glory for the parents."

The athlete's apartment is also a spacious and comfortable two-person room with all living facilities, which is more comfortable than a hotel.

When assigning rooms, Fu Xingtu came over to tease Ao Ling: "Do you want to share a room with me this time?"

Ao Ling didn't speak, but looked at him vigilantly, and silently hid behind Shen Fei.

In fact, it's okay to live in the same room with him. Director Fu looks a little fierce, but he is not bad. He helps him relax and massage every day, and asks him to do his homework.

It's just that the requirements for work and rest time are too strict, going to bed at a fixed time, getting up and washing at a fixed time, as long as Ao Ling has the slightest attempt to stay in bed, he will come directly to lift the quilt.

Between the coach and the captain, Xiaolong cubs relied on instinct to decisively abandon the coach and choose the captain.

So the extra Fu Xingtu had to share a room with Song Weihua, but the head coach was busy with work and often had to go back to Beijing, so he didn't have much time at the training base. Most of the time, only Fu Xingtu lived in the room.

In this training camp, their first task was also to conduct a basic physical examination, but no blood was drawn, because the training base introduced a black technology - a set of equipment to help athletes test the fatigue of the central nervous system, and it is said that the data from blood biochemical lactic acid monitoring, And the feedback from coaches and athletes is highly consistent.

Fan Yuhao was assigned to Fu Xingtu's group again, and Qi Yi was assigned to Yang Bin's side, which made Liang Fan's boss unhappy, and Fan Yuhao was not pleasing to the eye during training.

At present, Fan Yuhao is still in the bottleneck period, and his whole body is a little anxious. He doesn't talk much, and he is not as confident as before.

Fu Xingtu is still very patient with him. Indeed, at this stage, it is indeed not an easy task to make a breakthrough in performance. It not only tests the skills, but more importantly, tests the will. Can the athletes calm down a little? A little insight.

Some people can't do it, and their performance can't be improved for a year or so. Maybe they just disappear, and there are not a few who have retired.

Some people persevere, and if it fails in one year, it will take two years, and if it fails in two years, it will last for four years. One day they will succeed.

Just like what Qi Yi told Ao Ling, the story of the Asian frog king.

But Fan Yuhao is already 19 years old this year, and he doesn't have four years to devote himself to cultivation.

Fu Xingtu also understands his eagerness for success, but apart from giving him technical guidance, he can't help him much. The mentality problem has to be adjusted by himself.

Liang Fan, on the other hand, didn't know if it was because he had to participate in such a major event as the Asian Games for the first time when he joined the national team.

Whether it is butterfly or freestyle, Ao Ling's performance has been steadily improving, and the entire National Aquatics Center attaches great importance to him.

On the first day he came to the base, he was called by Song Weihua and the team leader to talk alone.

After entering the room, besides the two of them, there were several other leaders whom Ao Ling didn't know.

Xiaolong Cub was immediately at a loss for what to do. Looking at the middle-aged men who were either bald or beer belly, he bit his lower lip and didn't know what to say.

Song Weihua waved at him: "Don't be afraid, kid, come and sit here, we called you here today to chat with you."

It's really just a chat. This day, I started talking about where my family is, what work my parents do, and then I talked about the training at the city sports school, how I came to the provincial team, and how I get along with my teammates.

Finally, Song Weihua got to the point: "We have high expectations for you in this Asian Games. You signed up for five individual events and two relay races. We hope that you can pass this training camp. Can you further improve your own strength and win at least three gold medals in the Asian Games?"

Ao Ling nodded: "Yes."

The atmosphere in this room was so strange that Ao Ling couldn't sit still for a second. He just wanted to finish their "chat" quickly and then go back.

Isn't it just three gold medals? That's not too difficult. Since the medley relay is a four-person competition, he dare not say it, but he can still fight for individual events.

Song Weihua half-jokingly said: "Okay, then even if you issued a military order for me, if you can't complete the task, I will punish you, Director Fu."

"Ah?" Ao Ling couldn't figure out why Fu Xingtu should be punished if he couldn't complete the task. He frowned and said firmly, "This has nothing to do with Director Fu. If I can't complete the task, I will accept the punishment myself."

His serious look made the people beside him laugh out loud: "This kid is very responsible, Lao Song, don't tease him."

"Son," Song Weihua patted him on the shoulder, "We have been paying attention to you since last year's 'U' series of competitions. This year, your performance has given us a pleasant surprise. Since Fu Xingtu retired, we have competed in the short-distance freestyle The world has never been able to find a strong gold point, it is you who have rekindled our hopes."

"To talk to you today is not to add pressure to you. You are still too young, maybe you don't understand the meaning of the five-star red flag on your chest."

"The newly built training base is very beautiful. The facilities in the swimming pool are also the most advanced in the world. Even your meals are prepared by two professional nutritionists and several chefs in the kitchen. The results of the hour, everything is to protect your health and training needs."

"The country and the people have created the best conditions for us, allowing us to train well without any worries. We can only reward them with results, do you understand?"

Ao Ling didn't know much about the nation-wide system of competitive sports in our country. He was as pure as a piece of paper and never cared about anything other than training.

Fu Xingtu also protected him very well, and never let things other than training affect him.

Therefore, his current understanding of the game is still to struggle with his teammates, to spare no effort to fight for the championship on the field, and to defeat those opponents who look down on them...

As for the four slogans on the wall - win glory for the motherland, strive for the spirit of the nation, add color to life, and strive for glory for parents, except for the last one, he has no idea about the first three sentences.

I have a little sympathy for the last sentence "strive for my parents", and it's only because Wu Juan tells him to train hard every time on the phone and is proud of him.

He touched the five-star red flag on his chest, still feeling very ignorant.

After chatting with Song Weihua, Ao Ling returned to his room. Shen Fei was studying on the table. Seeing him coming in, he casually said: "I have finished correcting the paper you did yesterday. It has made great progress, but there are still some problems. Mistake, the knowledge points are not strong enough, you can look at the notes later and correct the wrong questions."

"Okay." Ao Ling sat down next to him. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother anymore. As long as he stood on the starting platform, he would go all out to get the first place. As for why he took the first place, Maybe not that important.

"Brother," Ao Ling suddenly called Shen Fei, "Is there any English that I can learn?"

"What kind?" Shen Fei raised his head and asked him.

Ao Ling thought for a while: "The kind that can understand what the referee is saying."

In fact, before going abroad to compete, the swimming center will organize athletes to learn some simple English related to the competition so that they can understand the referee's instructions.

But obviously, Ao Ling asked this question not only to understand the referee's instructions, but also to understand what other athletes said when they showed disdain and contempt for him.

In fact, through the hard work of the past six months, his English has improved a lot now, and he has also learned to watch American dramas with Qi Yi. I don't know if his listening skills have improved, but he has followed a lot of dramas anyway.

The two searched around the Internet with their tablets, and downloaded a tutorial similar to a situational dialogue. Ao Ling even thought that the dialogue was too simple, and it was not as good as his senior brother Qi Yi.

Thinking of this, I found a problem, why should I go far away, and go directly to his senior brother Qi Yi to study, wouldn't it be good?

In the evening, Ao Ling ran to the next door, dragged his brother Qi Yi to learn English together, and Shen Fei also came to join in the fun, making the study atmosphere in the whole room too strong, even Liang Fan was affected when he was playing games .

The main reason is that he himself has a guilty conscience. In the great youth, others are working hard. He is wasting his life, which is really unreasonable.

So I also put away the game console and actively participated in the study group.

His foundation is really too bad, even worse than Ao Ling, and he is often disgusted by Shen Fei and Qi Yi, but fortunately he has a thick skin, no matter how Qi Yi tries to squeeze him, he can accept it calmly and remain calm.

So because of his responsible atmosphere, the obviously serious study group was also led astray.

Within two days, Ao Ling was also transferred to Yang Bin's group.

He only got the news from Fu Xingtu when he was having breakfast in the morning. The other party was burying his head in peeling eggs: "From today onwards, you will train with Yang to guide their group, mainly breaststroke, and he will correct your technical movements. "

"Ah?" Ao Ling was inattentive and almost squeezed the milk in his hand, "Am I going to train with Yang's guidance from now on?"

"Yeah." Fu Xingtu looked at the peeled egg in his hand, then at the clumsy mouth of the kid next to him, and simply stuffed the egg into his mouth.

Ao Ling was almost choked to death by him, so he quickly took a big gulp of milk, then calmed down, and asked in a low voice, "Can I not go?"

Fu Xingtu was drinking porridge, so he only replied, "obey the arrangement."

Ao Ling put the milk on the table, feeling so wronged that she didn't understand what she did wrong, how to train well, and suddenly changed the coach.

Director Fu, does this mean he doesn't want himself?

After Fu Xingtu finished his porridge, he raised his head and said, "Just a week, overcome it."

"..."

Ao Ling let out a long sigh of relief, and drank the remaining half of the milk box, but still couldn't swallow the bad breath in his chest, and turned to Fu Xingtu, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Fu Xingtu talked about him: "This is the arrangement of the coaching staff. You have the 200-meter medley. If you want to have a good result in the Asian Games, you must catch the breaststroke."

Ao Ling gave him a white look: "I said just now, I purposely finished a sentence twice."

Wasn't it intentional?Although Director Fu is serious most of the time, he occasionally has a bit of a bad taste, especially in front of the kid in front of him.

Fu Xingtu ate the last piece of pancake on the plate, and then looked at Ao Ling in a leisurely manner: "Who told you not to live in the same room with me, if you lived in the same room with me last night, wouldn't you know?"

After speaking, he took out a facial tissue, wiped his mouth, stood up and walked away leisurely.

Ao Ling cursed at his back: "Stingy."

After scolding, I thought it was funny again, so I laughed happily.

In fact, sometimes their Director Fu is quite cute, especially when they are narrow-minded.

The training styles of Yang Bin and Fu Xingtu are completely different. The latter holds an A-shaped board in his hand all the time and smashes it on the head of anyone who doesn't like it. Liang Fan once suspected that the three scumbags in their dormitory were all It was because Fu Xingtu struck too hard and knocked them out of their wits.

And Yang Bin never swears or strikes, he treats everyone, especially Ao Ling and Qi Yi, two non-province R players.

Sometimes, he also speaks dialect to other people, that kind of southern dialect with very strange voice and intonation, Ao Ling can't even understand a single punctuation mark.

The author has something to say: The national system of competitive sports is the topic I mainly wanted to discuss in the pre-received article two days ago, so I won’t expand here.

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