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

After Shen Fei quickly confirmed that his entries were correct, he went to look at Ao Ling's name, and was taken aback by the densely packed words in the entry column, "So many!"

Immediately, the two heads leaned over one from the left and the other from the right, and Qi Yi was also a little surprised, because the competition system stipulates that the main all-around event must add points for the 200-meter medley and the 400-meter freestyle, so his events are also important for the whole team. It is more.

Unexpectedly, Ao Ling had more than him!

Liang Fan raised his head and gave Ao Ling a sympathetic look: "The schedule is only three days in total, including the preliminaries and finals, and you have an average of 7 games per day. With your physical fitness, I guess it won't be enough."

At this time, Ao Ling was sitting at the desk on the other side. On the desk was an English test paper with terrible scores, and he was eating ice cream.

It tastes like yogurt and raisins. The tip of the tongue gently licks the milky white cake body. The dense cream melts between the lips and teeth. It is rich and sweet. It is also mixed with crispy nuts and raisins, which makes the taste even richer. The little dragon cub eats it extremely Focus and enjoy.

Ao Ling licked the remaining cream at the corner of his mouth, and then glanced at Fu Xingtu next to him. This person once helped him by the pool and brought him here from the city sports school. He often hits people with a paddle board, but he also brings him delicious food and takes good care of himself.

In the list of good people in the Seventh Prince's heart, Director Fu, whose ranking has plummeted, has shown signs of recovery recently.

Fu Xingtu, who was issued a good person card, didn't know it, and looked at Ao Ling leisurely, ready to hear his own thoughts on the game.

Ao Ling said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter, I will follow the arrangement of Director Fu."

Liang Fan snorted, "You little sycophant."

His words undoubtedly set him on fire. Originally, everyone's attention was on Ao Ling's project. At this time, Fu Xingtu's eyes flashed coldly: "Are you so embarrassed to only apply for two projects?"

He took the registration form involuntarily, and added a 400-meter freestyle and a 200-meter medley after Liang Fan's name in a few strokes: "At least bring me back the main all-around event."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Liang Fan's painful expression of "Fuck, what did I do wrong, why is it me again", took the registration form and planned to go to the next dormitory.

Halfway through the walk, I suddenly remembered something, and came back again, leaning towards Ao Ling with a malicious smile on my face: "Little sycophant, don't think I won't punish you for saying something the coach likes to hear."

The heads of the three people on the other side looked at this side again. No one in the entire provincial team knew that Fu Xingtu had very strict dietary requirements for himself and his team members, especially the intake of oil, sugar, and salt, let alone ice cream This kind of sweet food that does not know how many additives are mixed.

He doesn't eat it, and he doesn't allow his players to eat it during training, and he is punished every time he sees it.

Liang Fan reacted very quickly, turned around and walked to the balcony: "I'm going to pee."

He bought that ice cream for Ao Ling when he passed by the canteen just now. If Boss Fu finds out about it, it will be worth it!

Fu Xingtu looked at the back of Liang Fan fleeing in a hurry and continued to say to Ao Ling: "Although I have no objection to proper storage of muscle glycogen and liver glycogen, which is conducive to the metabolism of lactic acid, I also emphasize that it is appropriate. The calories of an ice cream are about At 270 calories, converted to training volume is..."

Ao Ling is still licking the ice cream seriously, he is the only one in the family who is not afraid of Fu Xingtu's punishment.

However, at this moment, Director Fu changed the subject: "500 push-ups, 500 sit-ups, 500 abdominal pull-ups, 100 pull-ups..."

Before Fu Xingtu finished speaking, there was a bang, and half of the ice cream in Ao Ling's hand fell into the trash can.

The little cutie raised her head and smiled at him, "I won't eat."

"Will you still eat in the future?"

Ao Ling shook her head: "I won't eat it anymore."

Only then did Fu Xingtu turn and leave in satisfaction, and Shen Fei and Qi Yi who were beside him both heaved a sigh of relief.

After Fu Xingtu left, Liang Fan poked his head out from the balcony: "That's it...forget it?"

After the registration was completed, everyone in the 403 dormitory now had a heavy burden on their shoulders. Even Liang Fan, the laziest player in the team, had to go to extra training with Ao Ling and the others every night.

During the training period, after two training sessions in the morning and afternoon every day, the combined training volume is at least 7000 meters, and the intensity is not small.

It would be a lie to say that you are not tired. If you want to say how much enthusiasm you have for this sport, it has been exhausted in years of training. The reason why you can still practice hard day after day is because most people don’t There is no choice, and what supports them is only the belief in getting ahead in their hearts.

But Ao Ling is different. Training is not a burden for him, so he can’t talk about persistence. As a small dragon that has grown in water for more than 200 years, he has an innate affinity for water. To feel free.

Therefore, the daily training time is the happiest time for him. On the contrary, the road training that everyone is looking forward to is a kind of trouble for him.

His current body is 175 centimeters tall, but weighs only 58 kilograms. This is because he has gained two kilograms since he came to the provincial sports school for more than a month.

His body and physical fitness cannot keep up with his spirit and technology is his biggest contradiction at present, and it is also the main reason why he has always maintained his performance at the middle and lower levels of the team, but has not let everyone see his true strength for a long time.

To him, land training is simply a mountain in front of him, which is insurmountable.

No matter what the project is, whether it is a test of explosive power or endurance, core strength or limb strength, without exception, he is the last one in the team.

In this regard, Li Sichen has disliked him several times, saying that he has reverted to his old ways and is about to go back to the old way of being in the city sports school.

As positive as Ao Ling's attitude towards water training is, his attitude towards land training is as negative.

However, for this "U Series" competition, the competition announcement issued by the competition main committee clearly stipulates that all athletes in the 14, 15, 16-18 age groups must participate in the physical fitness test.

The physical fitness test is mainly divided into four items: pull-ups, standing vertical jumps, standing long jumps, and core endurance of back muscles (prone back-ups at rest, side-ups at rest, and sit-ups at rest).

This is a certain degree of difficulty for experienced players like Shen Fei and Qi Yi, and it is even more difficult for Ao Ling.

During the morning exercises every day, the other three people in the 403 dormitory took turns to supervise Ao Ling's training. He did less than 10 pull-ups, and the core endurance of his back muscles could not last for a minute, so he could do just vertical jumps and standing long jumps.

The point is that the kid's state of training on land is very negative, listless, and he can't see the confident and calm feeling in the swimming pool at all.

Li Sichen shook his head and sighed at the side: "It was like this before, with poor grades and not working hard, so it's no wonder Director Yu looks down on you, so can't you justify yourself?"

Shen Fei glanced at him: "Have you finished training? Go back to rest after training, and continue practicing if you haven't finished training!"

"..." Li Sichen closed his mouth, turned around and returned to his roommate.

Ao Ling raised his head and looked at his three seniors pitifully. His eyes were filled with rejection of the training on land, but he bit his lower lip tightly, and couldn't bring himself to say the phrase "I don't want to practice anymore".

This small appearance broke Liang Fan's heart: "How about..."

"Whether it's something or not, continue!" Before Liang Fan could finish speaking, Qi Yi interrupted him in a cold voice.

Shen Fei lowered his head, looked at the young man's clear eyes, and sighed in his heart. A 15-year-old boy, who is a little precocious, has already begun to fall in love with the girl he likes. The life in front of him is heartless. Apart from training, he eats every day, and he is very satisfied with a little snack.

Shen Fei really coaxed him with the tone of coaxing a child: "Xiaoqi hold on for a while, okay?"

Ao Ling looked at Shen Fei, then at Liang Fan: "I'm hungry."

"..."

"Come on, continue," Liang Fan went to pull Ao Ling, but when he held his hand, he obviously shrank back, then stood up very obediently, and followed Liang Fan to the horizontal bar.

Liang Fan sensed something was wrong, and spread his hands, and everyone saw a string of blood blisters on the four metacarpophalangeal joints of the palm. Just looking at it, they could already feel the heart-wrenching pain. I persisted all morning without saying a word.

This made his brother Liang Fan feel bad, and he pulled Ao Ling to leave the playground: "Go, go back, I won't practice today."

Ao Ling was so beautiful in his heart, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and followed Liang Fan back.He really doesn't like training on land, and he is really hungry. It's not impossible for the brothers to insist on him continuing to practice, but it would be better if he could not practice.

In Xiaolongzai’s heart, there is no concept of “training hard and improving performance”. The reason why he is willing to practice swimming in the swimming team is because the food is managed here, and the coaches and seniors will give him some delicious food that he has never eaten before. food.

As soon as the two of them took two steps, a figure stopped in front of them: "No way!"

Qi Yi glanced at the two of them coldly, "We must practice, we must overcome this level."

Shen Fei took Ao Ling's hand and looked at it again. There were four big blood blisters neatly on the two palms. If they were worn out, they might be infected, so they should be dealt with in time.

But Qi Yi is right: "If you can't complete today's training plan, what will you do tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and what will you do during the competition?"

He asked Ao Ling: "There is still the last set of pull-ups and core endurance of the back muscles. Can you complete it today?"

Ao Ling opened his mouth, and almost blurted out the word "don't want to", but he couldn't say it when he met Shen Fei's expectant gaze.

Turning to look at Qi Yi next to him, Ao Ling thought he would see the man's stern and impatient expression, but unexpectedly, the other party took out a small bag of things from the pocket of his sports shorts, and deliberately let him take a look .

Those are soda crackers, flavored with scallion oil, Ao Ling has eaten them before, they are delicious!

Since it's useless to act coquettishly, the seventh prince can only be wronged for the little biscuit, and reluctantly completes the training plan.