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

Fu Xingtu was instructing the training group next to him, and when he turned around, he saw a few of them arguing, so he walked over and took a look, just in time to see the string of blood bubbles on Ao Ling's hand, raised his eyebrows, and understood why thing.

With a cold face, he said calmly: "Hurry up, today's training plan must be completed."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around, thought for a moment and then said to Ao Ling: "Come find me after the training is over."

Under the supervision of the three seniors, Ao Ling first completed the simpler back muscle core endurance exercises, and then started the last set, which is also the most difficult pull-up training.

He had already completed four sets, 20 in each set, his arms were already sore and weak, but the pain from the blood bubbles in his palms kept stimulating his brain, keeping him awake all the time.

In the first few days, Ao Ling was able to grit his teeth and pull his chest to the level of the horizontal bar, but later on, his arms became more and more disobedient.

Qi Yi stood aside and tossed the biscuit in his hand up twice: "Those whose movements are not standard will not be counted, and the morning training will be over in 5 minutes. If you can't complete all the plans..."

As he said that, he made a gesture to tear open the packaging bag of biscuits!

Ao Ling gritted his teeth, sweat flowed into his eyes along the brow bone, he blinked, trying to relieve the tingling sensation.Take back your mind, stop looking at the people next to you, and focus all your attention on your arms.

The last three, two, one... done!

He jumped off the horizontal bar, his entire upper arm muscles were in a state of stiffness and numbness, his hands began to tremble unconsciously, and he fell heavily as if filled with lead.

The blood bubble in the palm seems to be a little bigger, but it has not been worn out, and it is bright red and translucent in the sun, and it can feel a rhythmic pulsation along with the pain.

In the end, Ao Ling didn't eat the bag of biscuits in Qi Yi's hand. After the training, he was taken away by Fu Xingtu immediately.

The two went directly back to the dormitory building, instead of going to 403, they went straight upstairs.

Fu Xingtu lived on the seventh floor, and the entire floor was reserved for the temporary dormitory for the coaching staff to live on duty or during training camps.Although it is a four-person room like a student dormitory, only Fu Xingtu lives alone.

It was the first time for Ao Ling to come to the room of their director Fu. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that it was very different from the student dormitory. There were few things and it was very tidy. It's the kind that Ao Ling knows every word, but can't read it together.

In addition to the books, there is also a sports cup and large and small medicine bottles on the table. Ao Ling has excellent eyesight, and he can read even the extremely small letters on the bottles.

But it's useless to see clearly, some of them are all in English, some of which he doesn't even know Chinese characters!

"Come here." Fu Xingtu took him to the balcony, fetched a basin of water, and brought clean towels.While trying not to touch the blood bubbles, carefully wipe Ao Ling's hands clean with a wet towel.

Ao Ling was looking up at the clothes hanging in the corner of the balcony. The T-shirt and shorts that Fu Xingtu was wearing yesterday had a pair of swimming trunks hanging beside them!

The point is, it has been almost a month since Ao Ling came to the provincial team, and he has never seen Fu Xingtu go into the water. Why is there a pair of swimming trunks hanging out in his room?

He looked around again, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like there was another person living in this room.

"I've been in the city sports school for a few years, and I can't even do a pull-up well. What do you do in normal training?" Fu Xingtu wiped his hands meticulously, while scolding him.

This complaining question drew Ao Ling's attention back, but he couldn't answer this question, so he could only stand there, stretching out his hands and letting the other party handle it for him.

The sports school in city A is small in size, and the training intensity is far different from that of the provincial team. In addition, the quality of the swimming team members is uneven, and the coach can't control so much.If the parents manage well, they should take care of them more. If the parents don't express anything, they should be treated as if there is no such person.

A student like the original owner who was just dawdling was eager to get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, and the training was all a fool.Now that Ao Ling has come to the provincial team, it must be too much for him to do five sets of 20 pull-ups at once.

Even a kid like Li Sichen, who is usually quite hardworking and self-disciplined, is lying in the dormitory at the moment, his muscles all over his body trembling uncontrollably, not to mention Ao Ling's small physique.

After cleaning their hands, the two of them returned to the room. Fu Xingtu pointed to the chair beside him and asked Ao Ling to sit down. He went to the cabinet and took out a medicine box.

The blood bubbles on Ao Ling's palms were bigger than before, and two of them could even clearly see the blood water in them shaking with his trembling hands.

Fu Xingtu opened the medicine box, disinfected it with iodophor first, then took out a syringe, disassembled the needle and put it on.

He waved the syringe in front of Ao Ling, thinking he would scare the child, but he didn't know that the other party was sitting there with a calm face, and the sound of "gurgling" suddenly came to mind in the quiet room.

Ao Ling grinned, and smiled at him as a matter of course: "I'm hungry."

"..."

Fu Xingtu really didn't think he was the same, turned around and went to the other table to find a large bag of seaweed, and threw it on the table in front of him: "Eat less, I have to eat later."

It is impossible to eat less, the key is that he does not eat seaweed.Fu Xingtu punctured the blood bubble with a syringe close to the skin, and slowly drew out the blood inside. The whole process was like completing a small operation, patient and delicate.

Sitting there, Ao Ling was like a ruthless cooking machine. The crispy seaweed made a crisp sound between his lips and teeth, making Fu Xingtu, who never liked snacks, a little greedy.

After the blood blisters were drained, they all shriveled up, and the tingling sensation that aroused the nerves instantly decreased a lot. Fu Xingtu then applied a layer of mupirocin ointment around the blood blisters. It was too hot, so he didn't bandage him.

"Okay, let's go eat."

Fu Xingtu took out the needle and put it back into the packaging bag, and wrapped it layer by layer with paper. After making sure that the package was tight and would not hurt others, he put it aside alone and prepared to take it out for disposal later.

Looking up, Ao Ling hadn't left yet. He was reluctantly looking at the unfinished bag of seaweed on the table, then turned his head to look at him, his eyes were smiling like crescent moons: "Director Fu, it's time for lunch. together?"

Fu Xingtu picked up the bag of seaweed and threw it over: "Take it!"

"Thank you!"

After all, he was short-handed, and that person was still his coach, so Ao Ling waited for Fu Xingtu to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Ao Ling had an injury on his hand, in order to prevent the infection from aggravating the injury, he was originally not suitable for training in the water, but the competition was coming soon, and the athletes were not so delicate, so Fu Xingtu still insisted on letting him participate in the training class.

After getting up the water, he took him to his dormitory immediately, re-sterilized him, applied medicine, and let him drink a box of yogurt along the way.

At noon, Ao Ling took the bag of seaweed back and distributed it to the teammates in dormitories 403 and 402. When everyone learned about the origin of the bag of seaweed, they were instantly in awe of this little junior who usually doesn’t show much. , All praised him as a good man.

But Li Sichen, the number one fan of Fu Xingtu, is so envious that he can't figure it out, just like Ao Ling, what kind of magical power does it have that can make his idol look different.

Ao Ling was complimented inexplicably, a little puzzled, Liang Fan told the truth: "Boss Fu usually treats us like animals, and he has the privilege to save you."

For this, Ao Ling disagreed very much. What privilege did he have? He was also trained by Fu Xingtu as an animal. He was the one with the most training time, training volume and training intensity every day!

Because Ao Ling is good-looking, and he always has a smile on his face, and he is happy when he has nothing to do. Whether everyone is talking about the NBA or the Premier League, or arguing about which female players are more beautiful in synchronized swimming or rhythmic gymnastics, he always looks like "You guys What are you talking about, I don't understand", and the professional grades are also very average, so most people don't take it seriously.

There were even a few old players who were older than the "U-series" competition and were concentrating on preparing for the national championship. When chatting, they all said that Fu Xingtu was too damaged. They deliberately reported so many events to their children. Accompanied by running, the second is to get more group points.

Ao Ling's physical fitness test is still the most difficult problem. The entire 403 dormitory people practice with him every morning when they go out for morning exercises.

Regarding land training, although Ao Ling has a negative attitude, he does not want to disappoint the expectations of his teammates. The seniors treat him very well and sincerely want to help him. Although the blood blisters in his palms have not completely healed, I gritted my teeth and persisted every day, and never complained.

From the beginning, I couldn't even do ten pull-ups, but after a week, I was able to do twenty in a row. After the blood blisters on my hands healed, a layer of hard and thin calluses was left. The pain of grinding on the metal gradually eased until I got used to it completely.

Fu Xingtu sees Ao Ling's changes and progress, and he often hears Li Sichen criticizing Ao Ling for not making progress and not working hard at all.

But Fu Xingtu thinks this is wrong, Ao Ling is more able to bear hardships and stand hard work than any of them.

Land training involves paddling where the coach can’t see, and water training frequently requires going to the toilet. Children of this age are more and more active, and they can always find various reasons to be lazy. Complain that the training is too hard, and envy those cultural students in ordinary schools.

Fu Xingtu is a person who has experienced all these things before.

But for so long, Ao Ling has been telling you to do whatever you want, never saying "no", at most looking at you with those big watery eyes, just wanting to eat in one bite.

It can be seen that this is such a good boy who is simple and hard-working.