Sprint champion: start standing on the Olympic field

Chapter 66 Su Feng's Face

He Jun was taken aback by Su Feng's words. Indeed, no matter how he looked at him, he believed in Su Feng's character, and he was not the kind of person who would engage in crooked ways.

If this is the case, a brief criticism is enough, there is no need to be so anxious, I was a bit too much just now.

"Cough" He Jun coughed to cover up his embarrassment, after all, Master's majesty still had to be maintained.

"You are right. I can trust your character, but you also said that your vision may not be trustworthy, and the national team also has its own charter. If the athlete is capable, he will always If you are in your early years, don't worry about it.

You know your current identity and status. If this matter spreads, whether it is done or not, it will have a negative impact on your reputation.

It's very cold at the top, do you have to be cautious when doing things? "

Well, it turned around and returned to the original point. Although He Jun wasn't angry anymore, he still didn't agree to let Su Bingtian join.

Su Feng looked at Su Bingtian in the distance. Indeed, no one would believe that this short boy would have such amazing results in the future. Just one person, 9 seconds, inspired the whole country!
Thinking of the 32-year-old Su Bingtian who saw the time of 9 seconds in the Tokyo Olympics, he roared angrily, and then sat down on the ground while looking at the big screen. screen.

At that time, Su Bingtian watched the screen for a full 20 seconds. It seemed that he really accepted the fact that he ran 9 seconds and entered the final. Then he yelled and lay down on the ground. He patted the ground a few times before standing up.

The on-site commentary at the time said that Su Bingtian was crying, and the text report after the game also said it, but because the camera was not close enough, Su Feng didn't see if he was crying, but let's just pretend that he was crying. The results are indeed worthy of his tears of joy.

In fact, in the two years before the Olympics, Su Bingtian's career was not smooth, and injuries have always plagued him, especially in 2019, he had to withdraw from the [-]-meter final of the World Championships due to serious injuries.

"No." Thinking of this, Su Feng's eyes became firm, as if in the final of the [-]-meter race.

Sixteen to 20 years old is too important for a sprinter, whether it is to tap the potential or protect the body, it is too important, I must take him to the national team.

"Master, even if I beat Powell, Green and Gatlin, I have always been the Su Feng I was back then, the Su Feng who always ran to vomit for practice.

I don't think I'm a big shot, and I don't have to worry about face.

Please believe me, I believe that this person has the potential to run into ten seconds or even better. Didn’t you always teach me to win glory for the country? It is also because of this that you spare no effort to take care of me and train me.

Now Su Bingtian also has such a coach beside you. Like you, his hands are covered with calluses, and he has been leading his own athletes for decades, just to make him promising and win glory for the country.

And Su Bingtian's eyes, I've seen them in my eyes, and I've seen them in Brother Xiang's eyes too, they are exactly the same persistent eyes, so I believe him! "

He Jun's breath gradually weakened, apparently he was persuaded by Su Feng, and after a while, He Jun's voice came from there again: "Well, it's not that the field management center specially recruits every year. No, I will tell you with this old face. You sort out Su Bingtian's official competition results and physical data and pass them on to me."

"Master, how sure are you?"

"If it were me, probably not at all, but I am your head coach, representing what you mean, ninety percent."

"That's [-]% done. Okay, I'll let them sort out the information. Master, believe me, within two years, or even a year, he will definitely surprise us, and those criticisms will disappear, you old and You have to get the title of Bole Knowing Maxima."

After hanging up the phone, Su Feng heaved a sigh of relief, and walked to Coach Ning and Su Bingtian, "Coach Ning, there should be no problem. The Field Management Center has a special recruitment quota every year. I will come forward. They will give this face. You prepare Let's take a look at Ah Tian's game information and physical information."

"Okay, thank you very much Su Feng, so, today I will be the host, and we will have a good meal together."

"Haha, Coach Ning, let me be the host. Don't you know that I just signed a big contract. Now I only have money left except for the game." Su Feng said helplessly.

Reporters just like to exaggerate, but Su Feng doesn't believe it. They have obtained 5000 million documents. Don't they know that it is a contract that changes according to performance?Don't you know that it is actually 3000 million a year?
As a result, the figure of 5000 million is known to everyone, even his mother and father called to ask about it, and there was an uproar outside.

But fortunately, because Su Feng is an athlete, as long as he wins glory for the country and does not do anything harmful to the country, few people will make him angry, at most they will just marvel at him.

"Your money is your money, this time I will thank you for Xiao Tian, ​​let's go, I know where the food is delicious, and the ingredients are authentic, there is nothing else, and it will not do any harm to the athlete's body. "

……

Coach Ning's movements are still very fast, and the results of the athletes are there, and the physical condition is also checked frequently.

So on the second day, all the materials about Su Bingtian were prepared, and then Su Feng sent them to He Jun, and He Jun took care of the rest.

After saying goodbye to the two, Su Feng returned to Guangzhou to meet Coach Tian, ​​and told about Su Bingtian.

Coach Tian saw that Su Feng had promising seedlings, so he couldn't help but look at the information, thinking that it would be okay to directly recruit the relay team if it really wasn't possible.

But after looking at Su Bingtian's performance and physical data in detail, Coach Tian gave up.

This is really not the physical data that can become a top athlete in China, let alone abroad. Even if Su Feng has the face to enter the national team, it may be difficult to achieve results.

He hasn't finished his task this time, so it's better to do his own work.

At this time, Su Bingtian has been in great excitement since Su Feng left.

"I'm going to enter the national team!"

For Su Bingtian, who has just come to the city sports school from an ordinary middle school for nearly a year and has always aimed at a provincial sports school, this is undoubtedly a piece of pie from heaven.

The national team, the highest-level players in the country are there, by the way, including Su Feng, the world's highest-level player.

I don't know how many national champions there are, and they will all be my teammates by then.

But after a day of surprises, Su Bingtian still calmed down with his own perseverance.

He remembered the race he ran with Su Feng before. It was a world-class sprinter, number one in the country, and number one in the world!

The other party was still wearing ordinary sneakers, but no matter how I ran at that time, the distance was widening, and the gap reached an exaggerated ten meters when I finally crossed the line!

I am still far behind!

"Ah Tian, ​​what are you doing?" At this moment, Ning Derong was writing a report in his office. After all, Su Bingtian had to prepare in advance for the admission of Su Bingtian to the national team. He could submit it as soon as he had accurate information, and Su Bingtian had been Sitting on the sofa beside him, he suddenly stood up at this moment, which made Ning Derong a little puzzled.

"Coach, I'm going to practice the [-] meters." After finishing speaking, Su Bingtian turned around, closed the door and ran out, just like what happened countless times here before.

After a while, Ning Derong stood up, looked at Su Bingtian who was practicing seriously on the track through the window, with a fatherly smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)