Swimmer of Rebirth

Ye Shuwen's hand touched the shore!

Liu Yang flew out with both legs and shot into the water.

Six quick strokes in a row, taking a big gulp of fresh air while turning sideways for the seventh time, slapping the legs quickly, but not too much, trying to keep under the water surface, the liquid mixed with a lot of air bubbles from the ankle It gushes out everywhere, round like a thick soup boiled over a low fire but not broken.

Exhale through two strokes, inhale sideways for the third time, and exhale evenly to ensure that the lung load will not be too large.

From the corner of the eye, he seemed to see the people behind him catching up a little bit, he gritted his teeth and did not speed up hastily, but the movements of his hands were still unknowingly a little faster.

Roll over.

was caught up!!!

Liu Yang suddenly sped up his speed, his arms moved rapidly, and the underwater steps were more careful, his fingers pressed together tightly so that a drop of water would not leak from the gap between his fingers.

His heart was beating violently during high-speed exercise, his breathing was short of breath, and there was a slight soreness from his upper arm.

Too fast, seems to be a bit overloaded.

But we must win. This is the first competition for the 12-year-old Liu Yang after his rebirth. In the future, there will be many, many competitions, and he must not fail here.

The heart of wanting to win made his expression more focused than ever. At that moment, it seemed that all the discomfort disappeared, and there was only the end of the road in his eyes.

Someone was yelling and waving to him.

Hands touch the shore!

He raised his head, took the warm pool water, panted heavily, and his eyes were hazy.

The moment he saw his teammates jumping up and cheering, Liu Yang also laughed, and hit the water with his fist, and the flying splashes were mixed with his shouts.

"a ha ha ha--"

Winning, really winning, what he saw at the moment he hit the wall was No.2 in two positions.

Ye Shuwen lay on the edge of the pool and stretched out his hand to him, water dripping from his face, with a bright smile on his face.

"Not bad, desperate?" He asked him.

He grabbed Ye Shuwen's hand and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Yes, I promised Wang Feng for the duck's thigh."

"Have my share?"

"What do you say?"

"Haha."

The No.1 result infected everyone in the team. Watching Li Yipeng joke to him, Wang Feng hugged his neck tightly, Liu Yang knew that after this time, he finally got their approval.

Next, the four players of No.1 can change clothes and rest, while the other two groups continue to soak in the pool.

Liu Yang and others took each other's shoulders with great pride and walked out.

Yao Ye stepped in front of them and blocked the way, everyone paused instantly.

"It's not bad, your grades." He put his hands on his chest and smiled.

All four of them laughed, especially Li Yipeng who laughed too arrogantly.

"You..." Yao Ye pointed his chin at Li Yipeng, "If everyone here can laugh, only you can't laugh. Backstroke is your main event, right? It's terrible. I suggest you go back and practice standard movements from scratch."

Li Yipeng's face collapsed, and he froze there.

Yao Ye didn't seem to notice that what he said was too much, and his chin moved directly to Wang Feng, "How should I say it, I heard from your instructor that your main event is freestyle, so it seems okay to be able to swim breaststroke. That's enough, it would be better if we just concentrate on practicing breaststroke."

"And you..." This time I said to Liu Yang, "The explosive power is very good, which even surprised me, but unfortunately you should not only have this kind of performance, especially in short-distance competitions. Try to ensure explosive power Increasing staying power is your first concern."

After the analysis by the three of them, Yao Ye twisted his jaw, indicating that they could leave.

Ye Shuwen looked at him and asked, "Coach Yao, what about me?"

I didn't want Yao Ye to let go of the hand that had been hugging his chest all this time, and touched the top of his water-dropped head, "You...very good, keep working hard, I rarely see a child with such a good sense of water, if your strength It is of course better to be stronger, but don’t worry, take your time and just complete the training tasks arranged by your Director Zhao earnestly.”

"I thought you were going to tear me down all the time, and it's rare that you would even boast." Director Zhao walked over, with a bright smile on his face, and hit Yao Ye's back heavily with his palm, watching him stagger from being beaten. , the smile on his face grew a little stronger.

"Hiss...it hurts." Yao Ye wailed, "Old Zhao, you are avenging yourself."

"Why did I avenge my personal revenge? I was showing friendliness. Thank you for helping me teach these boys. Besides, you, an athlete, can really be destroyed by me. You can't find the right place to pretend."

"Okay, okay, don't keep bickering with you, I still have something to do, see you later."

"Let's go. Hey, no, stop, how old am I? Tell me clearly..."

"Don't talk, oh, okay, okay, I was wrong, you are young, in full bloom, handsome and handsome, and you are in the wind..."

The four of them stared dumbfounded as the two adults pulled into a ball, and they entered the small door with a collective black thread.

At dinner time, in order to fulfill his promise, Liu Yang went to the cafeteria early to queue up, grabbed a few good dishes in front, and greeted the birds who were sitting in the seats waiting for the food with a look of complacency. The children passed by.

"No, I don't have any thighs. I grabbed some breast meat, one piece for each person, don't grab it."

Li Yipeng swallowed his saliva and brought his little head closer, "It's really good, Aunt Li has always been stern and selfless, and today she actually caught you a few more."

Liu Yang blew his hair and squinted at him, "You don't even look at who my brother is, but if I have a sweeter mouth than my lovable appearance, women over the age of 25 will be killed."

The crowd was suddenly in a mess.

"Hey, hey, one piece for each person, and the rest is for yourself, don't grab it."

"Don't you have two extra yuan?" Li Yipeng grumbled.

Liu Yang's small shoulders twitched, and his eyes were suddenly blurred. He leaned in front of Wang Yaxin, put two pieces of good meat into his bowl, and looked at him with the eager eyes of a wife treating her husband, "Xiaoxin Xin, come, eat meat to nourish the brain, eat more."

Wang Yaxin shivered, his face darkened.

Wang Feng joked on the side, "No wonder I always feel that Xiao Xinxin is lacking. It turns out that he eats less meat." The three words Xiao Xinxin are called thousands of times.

The crowd laughed.

Wang Yaxin was sullen at first, but couldn't help laughing at the end.

Everyone was eating happily. The provincial team also finished their training and entered the cafeteria. They ate on the second floor. When passing by the cafeteria on the first floor, Liu Yang saw the boy who was trying to persuade a fight in the locker room yesterday afternoon. The hunk in the gym, two people stood on the left and right, with Yao Ye in the middle, with one arm on the other, they went upstairs together.

At that moment, Liu Yangfu came to his mind, and suddenly he thought of a solution to the fighting problem.

After dinner, Liu Yang asked them to go back first, and stayed by himself.

He stood outside the cafeteria and waited for a long time, watching the people from the provincial team come down sparsely, and the number of people in the cafeteria became less and less. It was not until it was dark that he saw Yao Ye leisurely walking out of the door with one hand in his trouser bag.

Liu Yang was shocked and rushed over.

"Coach Yao, wait."

Yao Ye looked at the serious look on Liu Yang's face and smiled.

"what's up?"

"Can you say it in another place?"

"Row."

Yao Ye led the way in front, Liu Yang followed behind, neither of them spoke, Yao Ye walked directly to the coach building, the third floor, took out the key to open the instructor's room, fumbled on the wall and turned on the light, the room was brightly lit .

Yao Ye was sitting on the chair, with one hand on the back of the chair and the other on the table. He raised his eyes to Liu Yang who was standing at the door and said, "Come in."

Liu Yang took a deep breath, and when he stepped forward, he took out a dozen neatly folded papers from his trousers pocket, bent over with both hands and handed them over.

Yao Ye took the paper and glanced at the title, a little surprised, "Repentance letter? Your director Zhao asked you to give it to me?"

"No." Liu Yang shook his head, "Director Zhao didn't even know I wrote this."

"Why do you want to give it to me?"

"You are the coach." It is still the leader directed by Zhao, so it is better to give it to you than to him.Liu Yang swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

"Hehe, let me take a look." Yao Ye glanced at him, with a sense of probing, which made Liu Yang feel that everything he thought was clearly seen by him.

It took Yao Ye 5 minutes. During this time, Liu Yang's mood was strangely calm. He didn't feel nervous when he was stopped, nor was he afraid when he handed over the letter of repentance. Helpless when the final evidence was presented in court, all that was left was to wait silently for the judge's decision.

Yao Ye finished reading the repentance book, folded it according to the folding marks of Liu Yang, put it in the palm of his hand, pressed it on the table, and said to Liu Yang with a smile: "Okay, I know everything, you go back first."

"That..." After a pause, Liu Yang licked his dry lips, "I really regret the fight this morning, and I have been regretting it all the time, thinking about how to make up for my mistakes, before seeing you I have been apologizing to Wang Yaxin. It seems that he has basically forgiven me, and I will pay due compensation for medical expenses. Regarding the bad influence of this fight, if you want, I can write again Facing the whole team's letter of repentance, then...that's all, Coach Yao...goodbye." After Liu Yang finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Yao Ye, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

The instructor's room was very quiet. Yao Ye sat under the lamp and opened the book of repentance in his hand and read it again. He pondered for a long time at the door, and suddenly he laughed dumbfounded and shook his head.

Liu Yang walked down the stairs and sighed, somewhat regretting what he said just now, a 12-year-old child did these things in order not to be expelled, these words seemed a bit too much.

But the words spoken are like water poured out, how can they be collected back.

I just hope Coach Yao's mind is as young as his appearance.

That night, Liu Yang had a dream. In the dream, he was standing on the podium, holding a cold golden object tightly in his palm, and there was a familiar song in his ear. He kissed the gold medal over and over again, with a happy expression on his face. His smile was moist.

At 5:30 the next day, the wake-up whistle sounded on time, and the dormitory was still in a mess.

The morning exercises were changed to underwater training, and when the children shrugged and looked at the water in embarrassment, Liu Yang was the first to jump down.

The dream of last night has long been forgotten, only the desire engraved in my mind will remain unchanged, and the days will pass day by day. If you are stuck in the thorns you planted, it is better to express your determination with actions in the limited time.