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

Ao Ling was so nervous that she wished she could jump into the water to finish the race.With his hands behind Fu Xingtu, he tightly grabbed his swimming trunks, unknowingly pulling the waistband from his waist to his crotch.

Fu Xingtu reached behind with his other hand and grabbed his restless paw.

Ao Ling's hand was tightly held by him, and he couldn't do anything else, but the little guy was so nervous that he could only scratch his palm with his nails.

At this time, the game on the field has reached the final side stage, Zhou Yan is still in the leading position, and the US team has not given up and is still struggling to catch up.

Ao Ling couldn't help shouting by the pool: "Brother Zhou Yan stand up, stand up to us and we will be champions!"

Shen Fei was also very nervous, biting his lower lip so hard that deep tooth marks were formed, but his character was much more stable than Ao Ling, so he didn't shout out in the end.

In the end, Zhou Yan reached the finish line ahead of the US team, and the four boys won another Olympic gold medal for the Chinese swimming team.

The moment Zhou Yan touched the wall, Ao Ling jumped up excitedly, subconsciously threw himself into Fu Xingtu's arms, and shouted excitedly in his ear: "We won, we won, we are the champions!!! "

There was water on the floor tiles, and it was a bit slippery to stand on them with bare feet. Fu Xingtu was afraid that he would fall, so he clasped his waist firmly with one hand, and slapped him twice on the back with the other hand: "Yes, yes, we are the champion."

Ao Ling thought of something again, turned around and gave Shen Fei another hug.

Shen Fei glanced at Fu Xingtu, feeling a little embarrassed to hug him, for fear that Mr. Fu would settle accounts later.

After all, Fu Xingtu is notoriously stingy.

Ao Ling was very busy. After hugging her boyfriend and senior brother, she went to the pool and pulled Zhou Yan up from the water.

Then there was an interview, a urine test, and the awards ceremony. In the afternoon and evening, Ao Ling participated in the men's 100-meter freestyle preliminaries and semi-finals, as well as the men's and women's mixed 4×100-meter preliminaries.

There are too many competitions for him to participate in. Just in case, even the preliminaries of the relay competition can only be played in person.

An important impact of frequent competitions is that the exposure is particularly high. Various photos and videos of Ao Ling and him are hung on major media newspapers and social platforms every day.

Whether it is a Weibo or Twitter account, there are hundreds of thousands of private messages, likes, and comments every day, and he can't read it at all.

After returning home at night, the first thing the team doctor did was give him a relaxing massage, and then Ye Feng tapped on the orchid flower and asked him what he wanted to eat.

Ao Ling likes his porridge the most, with shrimps and fish slices added in it, it tastes very delicious.

Greedy teammates would come to his room to eat and drink at this time.

The food-protecting little dragon cub doesn't have enough food for himself, so why would he share it with others, except for girls.

In his place, the younger sister is treated better than Fu Xingtu's boyfriend.

Han Xinyan looked at her mobile phone while holding the porridge bowl: "Oh my god, the popularity of Weibo's most searched entries for Xiaoqi has exceeded [-] million, so this is called top stream, okay?"

The other girl is the girl they will participate in the medley relay backstroke together tomorrow: "I have already hugged Xiao Qi's thigh, and I will win the gold medal with him tomorrow."

This is obviously a joke. The relay competition depends on the strength of the four people. The girl herself has won a good ranking in the backstroke individual event.

Ao Ling's mouth has always been very sweet: "No way, senior sister will be the first one tomorrow. Whether you can win the championship depends entirely on you."

On the surface, the boyfriend didn't really mind, he just sat aside and watched them eat and drink, and when it was time to go to bed, he sent his teammates out of the room, and then came to clean up his little apprentice.

To deal with him, the little apprentice has his own way, turn on the air conditioner to the lowest level, wrap the quilt around his body, bury his face in the soft pillow, and fall asleep in seconds!

There was a match the next day, and it was impossible for Fu Xingtu to do anything to him. On the contrary, he was more understanding than anyone else about his hard work. At worst, he would squeeze into the same bed with him and sleep with him in his arms.

The 100m freestyle final on the second day was the first individual event for Ao Ling and Fu Xingtu to participate in this Olympic Games.

Both of them successfully entered the finals, and the swimming lanes were still next to each other, one fourth and one fifth.

Surprisingly, only young player Evans of the US team entered the final alone, and his predecessor Davis was upset in the semi-final.

Ao Ling was not at all surprised by this result at the time. He even whispered to Fu Xingtu: "Seeing Davis this time, I obviously feel that his state is not right."

Fu Xingtu nodded: "Status is a metaphysics. Everyone has good times and bad times. Besides, Davis' age is naturally getting worse."

"No," Ao Ling shook his head resolutely, "it's not a matter of age, but a mental problem. I think his mental state is not right, and his physical state is also not right."

Fu Xingtu glanced at him: "You have observed very carefully."

"Of course, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles!"

Fu Xingtu pinched his face: "Then who do you think is your biggest competitor, Evans?"

"It's you."

Therefore, the moment the two walked out of the inspection room, there was no communication.

With a short distance of more than ten meters, Ao Ling thought a lot in his mind.

He remembered that Fu Xingtu had his birthday that year, and they celebrated him on the rooftop.

Deng Jiajia asked everyone to write a time capsule, and what he wrote was the words "Olympic champion".

He retired for two years, and despite the opposition of his family and master, he insisted on giving, just to catch up with the Olympic Games.

He said to himself: "The relay race is the responsibility, and the individual project is the ideal."

Therefore, Ao Ling could also see that he was happy after winning two relay gold medals two days ago, but he didn't show the excitement of his wish being fulfilled.

In fact, Ao Ling has always known that his so-called "Olympic champion" must be the champion of individual events.

Even, he gave up the 100-meter butterfly and has been focusing on freestyle because of this purpose.

Now, the two of them will step onto the same arena, stand on the starting platform as opponents, and become each other's biggest competitors.

Both of them had complicated moods, so they both chose not to communicate with each other at this time, not even giving each other a look.

He called out his name on the radio, and the audience burst into applause, because no local French player entered the final of this event, but Ao Ling, a Chinese athlete, seemed to have been treated by the host.

He greeted the audience in the stands with a smile. When he lowered his head, his smile immediately subsided. He tore off his number bib, took off his sportswear, put them in a box beside him, and tidied up his swimming goggles and cap. Finally, he stood Get up and move your shoulder joints...

After doing all this, he still couldn't hold back, and glanced at the swimming lane next to him. The man was lowering his head and straightening his swimming trunks.

Ao Ling turned her head again and stood on the take-off platform according to the instructions.

Then, he glanced at the swimming lane next to him. Fu Xingtu had already bent down with his feet one after the other, ready to start at any time.

Just when Ao Ling was about to look back, Fu Xingtu turned his head and looked back at him, then smiled and mouthed to him.

He said, "Come on."

At this moment, Ao Ling's vaguely uneasy mood suddenly calmed down when he came out of the inspection room.

Just like they have discussed countless times, to love him, you have to use all your strength to defeat him!

Fu Xingtu must have thought so too.

When the starting gun sounded, Ao Ling instinctively used his legs to kick off the platform, stretched his body into a straight and streamlined shape, drew an arc in the air, and jumped into the water.

Because the swimming lanes of the two are adjacent, according to Ao Ling's breathing habits, he can see Fu Xingtu's situation every time he breathes.

From the moment they entered the water, the two were running side by side, and there was no gap between them until 25 meters later.

In the past three years, Ao Ling was a team member brought out by Fu Xingtu. The two of them have many similarities in many habits, such as the direction of breathing, the frequency of strokes and kicks, and the state of the body in the water...

Every time Ao Ling turns her head, what she sees seems to be another self.

In the live broadcast room, a smile could be heard in Zhao Di's commentary voice: "Looking at the state of the master and apprentice, I feel that our gold medal is stable."

Yan Yifei is not as optimistic as he is: "That's not necessarily true. The American players in the third team, the Australian players in the sixth team, and the Belgian players in the first team are all very strong."

But judging from this game, as expected, the Australian players quickly caught up, and the three turned around almost immediately.

Ao Ling took one last look at Fu Xingtu before rolling over, because in the last 50 meters, he couldn't see Fu Xingtu when he took a breath.

It's better if you can't see him, you can sprint without distraction if you can't see him.

On this side, what he saw was the Australian player Carl, who was Horton's teammate on the other side, staring at the Australian flag on his head.

The gap between the two of them is not too big. Karl is a little slower than Ao Ling, but he can occasionally surpass Ao Ling when he rushes.

What Xiaolong Cub hates the most is the Australian athlete. How can he bear this? Before reaching the last 25 meters, he began to speed up the frequency of his strokes and thighs.

After a few breaths, I can clearly see that there is a little gap with the opponent.

As the competition comes to the final sprint stage, the physical energy is also constantly being lost, the blood rushes in the blood vessels, and the heart beats powerfully in the chest cavity, ejecting enough blood for the body.

Ao Ling knew that Fu Xingtu was a very persistent person, and he was especially ruthless towards himself.

At this moment, he must be rushing forward desperately, for the championship, and also for his long-cherished wish for many years.

Thinking of this, Ao Ling gritted his teeth, regardless of the tiredness from his body, and forced to speed up again.

The feeling of lack of oxygen makes the brain dizzy for a while, and the body begins to be involuntary. The muscles of the hands and feet become sore and weak due to the lack of oxygen, and the carbon dioxide continues to accumulate in the body...

But Ao Ling felt an unprecedented joy in his heart. The excitement of fighting against a master filled his brain, making him forget his fatigue and dare to fight against his body's instincts.

The distance to the key point is getting closer and closer, and the shouts and applause are getting faster and faster, but the sound reaches Ao Ling's ears, but it is cut into fragments by the water.

His world is noisy and noisy at one moment, and so quiet that only his own heartbeat can be heard the next moment.

He still couldn't see the situation of Fu Xingtu, so he could only keep his head buried and move forward!

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