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The kindergarten became lively because of the return of the King of Little Douding. Xu Ang seemed to be deserted because of the departure of his mother and sister, but it was not the case.

With Kim Belle's unparalleled draft loss, and this year is the NBA's 96 golden generation's draft year, it is impossible for Xu Ang not to intervene.

Otherwise, even if there are many correct options, they will have to be avoided by the Clippers.

In the past, when he was not the owner of the Clippers, he only regarded Kimbelle's operation as a joke. Now if he still delegates power to Kimbelle, he will become a joke in other people's mouths.

As the days passed, and the NBA draft day was getting closer and closer, Xu Ang also began to prepare.

During this period of time, Xu Ang felt that there was not enough time.

In particular, they had to spend three hours every day for sprint training, just for An Zhangming's heart, so that they thought that this could keep Xu Ang's competitive state, Xu Ang thought it was really unnecessary.

After all, he is different from the average sprinter. He is a talented athlete, and hard work and hard work will not improve his performance. If you just want to keep your body in a good state, you only need to spend a certain amount of time exercising every day, and it doesn't take three hours.

Cut back on exercise time?

Xu Ang feels that the symptoms are not cured. When he thinks that he will have to do this every day in the future, with the expansion of his business territory, he will have to deal with more and more things, and he will be busier and busier every day. It is true that sprint training takes so long. waste.

Originally, the first yellow race to run within ten seconds has obtained the political significance that can be used for a lifetime. Now it is only necessary to win the gold medal at next month's Atlanta Olympics and take off the brightest pearl in the track and field arena. It is enough to repay the support of the track and field center.

After that, there is no need to play too many events.

So what's the point of spending so much time every day doing sprint training that doesn't improve your performance?

Therefore, Xu Ang thought about it. He wanted to fade out of this competition after winning the Olympic gold medal to make more time for himself.

However, there is a problem here: what will happen to Zhang Ming and his coaching staff after he fades out?

Xu Ang can naturally leave them alone and let them go back and forth from where, but is this appropriate?

Although the old saying is that kindness does not lead the army and righteousness does not keep wealth, but if you really don’t talk about loyalty at all, just think about yourself, and don’t talk about how far you can go, Xu Ang’s education since childhood would not allow him to do that. .

Just when Xu Ang was thinking about a solution, Zhang Ming found him.

"The organization talked to me. If I can achieve results in this Olympics, they will consider putting more burdens on me."

As soon as Zhang Ming said this, Xu Ang understood what was going on.

He asked Zhang Ming: "The director is going to retire? The above is considering letting you go up?"

"The old director is getting old, and in the first two years, there was news that he was going to retire. Otherwise, the old horse wouldn't have been embarrassing me all the time, because he was afraid that I would **** him from him. If it wasn't for the Olympics this year, the above would be worried about changing it. The new director will make mistakes, and the old director will retire at the beginning of the year."

Zhang Ming looked at Xu Ang and said a little embarrassedly: "Xu Ang, can you help Brother Zhang in this Olympic Games?"

When things were not implemented before, Zhang Ming hesitated.

Is it to follow Xu Ang to earn more money with high wages, or to really fight with the old horse and strive for the upper position.

When the organization expressed that he wanted to put more burdens on him, Zhang Ming found that this kind of thing didn't seem to need to be thought about.

Not to mention the difference between public and private, just a little Zhang Ming can't give up that position.

If the old horse takes the throne, won't he be controlled by the old horse in the future? Don't say that Xu Ang is uncomfortable, he himself will not be comfortable, and those who follow him will not have a good life.

Zhang Ming is reluctant to live the days of being on guard against wearing small shoes every day.

"Brother, I can't help myself in the arena. Even if I don't think about myself, there are so many people under my hands, and I have to think about their future."

This is what Zhang Ming has to say inconveniently.

He and his team received Xu Ang's high salary, and when there was a chance for promotion, they had to leave Xu Ang again. Not only Zhang Ming, but the entire team felt that they were not doing well.

If there is a choice, they don't want to do it, but the situation is pressing. If you don't seize the upper position, you will have to wait for others to step on it in the future, and they can only climb up.

Zhang Ming relieved Xu Ang and said, "Don't worry about the coaching team. Brother, I will definitely recommend you a reliable one."

What do you mean when you are drowsy and someone gives you a pillow?

This is it.

Xu Ang was worrying about how to arrange Zhang Ming and his team, but he didn't want the matter to be resolved by himself.

"Don't say that, Mr. Zhang, and don't think you're sorry for me. In fact, I'm going to talk to you about this. You see, I'm getting busier and busier, and the more time I can spend on training. The less I come, I originally planned to fade out of the competition after this Olympics, but I haven't had time to tell you about it... Haha, this is really a joy."

Xu Ang smiled and patted Zhang Ming on the shoulder. After all, everyone is a friend. The relationship between the two families is also good. Zhang Ming has a better future, and his troubles are solved. Xu Ang is really happy.

He was telling the truth, but Zhang Ming couldn't help thinking too much.

The latter said with a terrified expression: "Don't be discouraged, this is related to your future, you..."

Halfway through, Zhang Ming couldn't go on. When he came back to his senses, he realized that if it was another athlete, it would really be related to his life's future, but to Xu Ang, it didn't matter whether he was an athlete or not.

With a sigh, Zhang Ming said: "Well, you are a person with an idea, you must think more carefully than me. My brother has to tell you, if you really want to fade out, it is not a small resistance, unless you run in this Olympics. An amazing enough result."

Xu Ang raised his eyebrows: "Old Zhang, you are worried about me, why don't I show you my real strength and show it to you?"

As Xu Ang's sprint coach, Zhang Ming actually didn't know Xu Ang's true strength.

Who told Xu Ang to only regard training as a daily exercise for his body, and only give out seven percent of his effort when running.

But even if it is seven points, Zhang Ming can see some clues - Xu Ang's strength has grown again, and he is stronger than when he broke his old record in District 11 at the beginning of the year and created the current new world record.

"Okay."

It was rare for Xu Ang to be serious, and Zhang Ming hurriedly agreed.

"I'm going to prepare first."

After speaking, Zhang Mingsheng ran away as if afraid that Xu Ang would go back.

Fortunately, Xu Ang has his own private training hall in Beverly Hills, otherwise it would be so convenient.

Half an hour later, Xu Ang, who had been tested twice, walked out, followed by Zhang Ming with a dull face and other members of the coaching staff.

The reason why they were tested twice was not for anything else, but because Xu Ang's results were so amazing that Zhang Ming and the others thought that the timers in the training hall were collectively malfunctioning. In order for them to accept the reality, Xu Ang had to run again.

"Now you can put your heart in your belly, old Zhang."