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

There are only seven floors in this boys' dormitory, and the top floor is full of coaches' duty rooms and temporary dormitories. On weekends, it's as quiet as the filming scene of a campus supernatural film.

When passing by, Ao Ling took a look at the corridor, only the room where Fu Xingtu lived could see a little light through the crack of the door.

Xiaolong Cub couldn't help but give Director Fu a thumbs up in his heart, he is really a hero.

Except for the newly built gymnasium, every building in the provincial sports school looks like an illegal building in disrepair, with mottled walls and concrete floors, dark and damp.

The door leading to the rooftop is always ajar, and there are a few cigarette butts scattered around. I don't know if it was thrown by the coach, or by a player who thinks his career life is too long.

Ao Ling followed behind Shen Fei and the others. As soon as he walked out, he faced the bleak autumn wind, which made his head, which had been tortured by various chemical elements for a whole night, suddenly sober.

Take a closer look, good guy, everyone in the two dormitories 402 and 403 is here, and there are several members of the women's team, such as Deng Jiajia and Xu Zitong, beside them.

Ao Ling looked at them in surprise, wondering how the girls got in here.

There is a square platform in the center of the roof. I don’t know what it is for. Now it is covered with a plaid cloth and it is used as a temporary table. It is filled with various fruit snacks and drinks.

Deng Jiajia waved at Liang Fan: "Hurry up, I'll be waiting for your cake."

Xiaolong Cub's ears immediately perked up when he heard the word "cake". Shen Fei bought it for him during the summer vacation. It was soft and sweet, with mousse cheese and cream, and it was especially delicious.

But Fu Xingtu didn't allow him to eat more, and in the end he included all of it in his physical training.

The box was placed in the middle of the table, Liang Fan turned his head and asked a boy in 402: "Are you ready?"

The boy's name was Liu Kai, who swam the 200-meter backstroke. He was lucky in the National Swimming Championships. No.3 fouled, and he missed a bronze medal.

Liu Kai glanced into the corner: "My buddy is doing something, don't worry."

At this time, another boy came over and said, "Be sure to put it away. If Mr. Fu finds out, everyone here will count as one. Don't struggle, just jump from here."

Shen Fei, the captain, stood aside, as if he had no prestige in front of them: "It's not the first day you know him, is he so scary?"

"I didn't have it when I was a teammate before, but now he has completed the class transition and has become an exploiter. He is even more terrifying than Director Zhang and Director Shen combined, ten times!"

Ao Ling didn't understand what they were talking about, his brain and eyes were already deeply attracted by the cake box in the middle, and he was curious about what the cake inside looked like.

Deng Jiajia and a few girls were still busy around, using candles and ribbons, trying to make the bare roof more presentable.

Liang Fan complained from the side: "I just said that it would be much easier to go out and find a KTV."

Qi Yi couldn't help but yell at him: "Are you going to put Mr. Fu in a sack, knock him out and carry him out?"

Li Sichen glanced at the time: "At 11:30, President Fu is already asleep?"

Deng Jiajia said: "Well, he never stays up late, someone has to hold him back and trick him to come up at twelve o'clock."

Hearing this, Ao Ling glanced at the calendar on the phone, and suddenly realized that after twelve o'clock, November 11th is Fu Xingtu's birthday.

It turns out that everyone is preparing for Fu Xingtu's birthday!

Ao Ling raised her head, and suddenly found that in the darkness, a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at her direction, and under the reflection of the surrounding candles, each pair of eyes shone with ill-intentioned glimmers.

Ao Ling took a step back, and accidentally pressed her back against Shen Fei's chest.

There is no going back!

The little dragon cub put on an innocent expression again: "You...what do you want to do?"

Liang Fan went over and put his arms around his shoulders: "Xiao Qi, senior brother has a glorious and arduous task to entrust to you, I hope you can live up to the mission."

Ao Ling looked at Qi Yi on the other side for help, but the latter turned his head cruelly and looked elsewhere.

"..."

Ao Ling bit her lower lip: "Do you want me to ask Director Fu to come up?"

Shen Fei said faintly behind him: "It's not 'please', it's 'cheating'."

Every pore on Ao Ling's body was rejecting: "No, no, I can't do it."

"You can do it," Li Sichen clenched his fist, "No one can do it except you."

Ao Ling opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but Deng Jiajia suddenly stuffed something into his mouth, and the little dragon cub instinctively chewed it twice.

It's cranberry cookie flavor!

Deng Jiajia pushed him: "Go, good boy."

Ao Ling scratched the door frame, looked back, and finally went downstairs decisively to Fu Xingtu's dormitory!

Shen Fei thought about it, but still felt uneasy: "I'd better go and have a look."

Qi Yi pulled him back: "Except for Xiao Qi, whoever goes will be unlucky."

Ao Ling walked in the empty corridor with his head held high, his back like a strong man who sacrificed his life for righteousness.

When he stood in front of Fu Xingtu's door, he immediately faltered. After wandering for a while, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

After waiting anxiously for five seconds, the door opened from the inside.

Fu Xingtu stood at the door, like a high wall, completely blocking the warm yellow light in the room.

At this time, Fu Xingtu was obviously also very surprised to see Ao Ling: "What time is it, are you still asleep?"

"Not yet..." Ao Ling looked up at him, and found that Director Fu was actually wearing a pair of glasses, and his hair was wet, as if it had just been washed.

Fu Xingtu turned and went back to the desk. He was reading a book, a professional book as thick as a brick. Ao Ling glanced at it. The long head of the biceps started from the tuberosity of the glenoid of the scapula, and the short head started from the coracoid process of the scapula... …

Forget it, he can't read it.

Fu Xingtu took off his glasses and put them on the table: "What do you need from me?"

"Yes, a little," he didn't think about how to persuade Fu Xingtu to go to the rooftop with him, so he could only make up a reason in his head, "I...I can't sleep."

"Can't sleep?" Fu Xingtu looked at him with an expression of "you're kidding me".

Ao Ling is really not good at lying, so he found an excuse that sounded a little more sincere: "When I think about losing to Fan Yuhao in the 50-meter butterfly, I can't fall asleep."

"..."

I can't get over this.

Fu Xingtu sighed: "It's not terrible to lose the game, the terrible thing is that you are always immersed in the emotion of failure and can't get out."

Ao Ling pulled up a chair and sat beside him: "Didn't you say you lost before, how did you get out?"

Fu Xingtu spread his hands: "I don't think it's a big deal to lose the game at all. In any game, there will only be one champion in the end, and so many people like you will suffer from insomnia."

Ao Ling nodded obediently: "But I just can't sleep."

Fu Xingtu took a deep breath and resisted the urge to beat him up: "When I was 16 years old, I participated in the Olympic Games for the first time and only time."

"Have you ever participated in the Olympics?" Now Ao Ling is really interested. The information he found on the encyclopedia only said that Fu Xingtu withdrew from the national team before the Olympics last year. Been to the Olympics once.

Or, Director Fu had too many award-winning records, and he didn't pay attention at all after scanning them.

Fu Xingtu seemed to have read his mind, and gave the answer directly: "In that Olympic Games, I only took fourth in the 100-meter freestyle, sixth in the 50-meter freestyle, and fourth in the 100-meter butterfly. Two relay events, one seventh, and one didn't even make it to the final."

The more Ao Ling listened, the more surprised she became, and she stood there with her mouth half open, feeling that her three views had been subverted.

That's Fu Xingtu. Fu Xingtu, who became famous at a young age, is called the ceiling of domestic men's short-distance freestyle. He didn't even win a medal in the Olympics.

After a long while, Ao Ling recovered from the surprise, and now he is eager to know a question: "Who were No.1 at that time?"

"The 50-meter freestyle and the 100-meter freestyle are both Adrian Davis, an American. He was 18 years old at the time and is now 23."

"Is he very good?" asked Ao Ling before he realized it. This question is a bit stupid. Can an Olympic champion not be good?

"Um, I mean..."

Fu Xingtu understood what he meant, and gave the answer simply and neatly: "I was ranked first in the world back then, but I fell to second. Last year, I returned to the first place again."

It is self-evident why he fell to the second place later. After that Olympic Games, Fu Xingtu grew rapidly. It was not until he retired last year that Davis returned to the first position.

Ao Ling silently wrote down the name in his heart, and he asked again: "Where's Butterfly?"

"It's still an American, Kevin Brown. He was 21 years old and ranked first in the world. Now he is 26 and ranked fourth in the world."

Ao Ling didn't quite understand what the world rankings he was talking about, and he didn't have any idea about the first and fourth place.

But Xiaolong Cub is very smart, he found a reference: "Then what is Fan Yuhao's world ranking?"

Fu Xingtu thought for a while: "I think it's probably the third this year."

The Seventh Prince nodded: "That's all."

Hearing his "nothing more than that", Fu Xingtu raised his eyebrows, with a noncommittal expression on his face: "Can I fall asleep now?"

Ao Ling smiled awkwardly at him: "I can't sleep anymore."

"..."

Director Fu got up to see off the guests: "If you can't sleep, go back to bed and count sheep, I'm going to sleep."

The phone in Ao Ling's trouser pocket vibrated. Although he didn't take it out to look at it, he knew that it was his teammates on the top of the building who were reminding him to pay attention to the time.

"Don't, don't..." Ao Ling grabbed Fu Xingtu's hand in desperation, "Why don't you go out with me for a walk."

Fu Xingtu looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong with you tonight? What time is it? Let me go out for a walk with you?"

Ao Ling pulled him, refusing to let go, and the two of them had already walked outside the dormitory door: "There is something wrong, just go out for a walk."

He said he was going out for a walk, but Ao Ling dragged him to the top floor instead of going downstairs.

When he came to the entrance of the rooftop, Fu Xingtu roughly understood that Ao Ling was just a tool to lure him upstairs, and the gang of brats appointed him to hide something.

The moment the roof door was pushed open, the dancing candlelight came into view, startling Ao Ling who was beside him, but Fu Xingtu still stood there calmly.

Deng Jiajia and the others used candles to place a five-pointed star pattern on the ground, symbolizing Fu Xingtu's name, and next to it was the word "21" spelled out with medals, representing Fu Xingtu's age.

On the stone table in the middle, the cake box had already been opened. Liang Fan really put his heart into choosing the healthiest fruit cake with only a thin layer of cream on top.

"Director Fu, happy birthday!"

The voices of more than a dozen people echoed on the empty rooftop, and were immediately blown away by the cold wind in late autumn, drifting far away.

Fu Xingtu looked at the number made up of medals, and suddenly realized that he was only 21 years old, but he had experienced vicissitudes in a flash, as if he had lived for decades and experienced the deepest ups and downs.

Ao Ling didn't notice the sentimentality of Director Fu beside him. He only noticed that the box on the table had been opened, and inside was a very delicate fruit cake with an unlit candle on it. A layer of cream, but still looks very tempting.

Deng Jiajia was holding up her mobile phone to record the video. She asked Fu Xingtu, "How is it? Are you very moved?"

Fu Xingtu put his hands in his pockets, looking a little careless, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay."

Shen Fei said: "This time at the National Swimming Championships, our group has the most medals. Of course, it's mainly due to Xiaoqi's strength, but it is also inseparable from the energy you have spent on us for more than half a year. The one in the middle' 21', all made by our team with the medals won in this competition."

Fu Xingtu lowered his head, carefully distinguishing each medal by candlelight, and there were lettering on it.

For more than half a year, every drop of his hard work on this group of brats has not been in vain. Every honor they have won, without any progress, is the best reward for him as a coach.

Deng Jiajia asked: "Do you want to say a few words?"

Fu Xingtu raised his eyebrows: "Elder Sister, if you mess around with your juniors and sisters like this, you won't be afraid that Director Zhao will ask you to write a self-criticism."

Deng Jiajia punched him on the chest: "As long as you don't make a small report, he won't know."

Fu Xingtu put his arm around Ao Ling's shoulder: "Sit down and talk."

There were no stools on the roof, but newspapers were spread on the floor, so everyone sat around the table in the middle.

It was exactly past twelve o'clock, Shen Fei suggested to let Fu Xingtu blow out the candles first.

He took out the lighter and lit the candles on the cake.

Ao Ling sat beside her, holding her chin with both hands, staring at the cake without blinking.

The moment the candle is lit, it spreads out into the shape of a lotus flower, which looks like a small firework, very beautiful.

Ao Ling asked Qi Yi beside her in a low voice: "I want this when I celebrate my birthday."

"Well," Qi Yi half-closed his eyes—he was a little sleepy, "Brother will buy it for you."

Ao Ling shook her head: "I'll buy it myself, the biggest one, and the whole team will share it."

As soon as Xu Zitong came to the word "make a wish", Fu Xingtu blew out the candle without saying a word.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, there was no way, their vice presidents were so independent.

Fu Xingtu turned his head, and happened to see a plastic bag in the corner. It looked very new, and there was no dust left. It must have been placed there not long ago.

After thinking for a while, Fu Xingtu knew what tricks these brats were playing.

"Go get the things here," he patted Liang Fan on the shoulder, his eyes fell on the plastic bag in the corner.

Liang Fan looked at the past, surprised, but his face was very calm, he took a box of yogurt and put it in front of Fu Xingtu: "You should drink this."

Fu Xingtu plugged in the straw and handed the yogurt to Ao Ling: "Drink it."

The little dragon cub's mind was stuffed with the fruit cake in the middle, so he didn't pay attention to what they were talking about just now.

Fu Xingtu refused to let them go: "Liu Kai, go get it."

In fact, there is nothing in the bag, just a few cans of fruity beer, with a very low alcohol content.

Boys of this age are youthful and rebellious. Although they are always on the verge of making mistakes, they are still a little bit measured.

Liu Kai put the beer on the table and sold his teammates first: "This is Liang Fan's idea. I'm just an errand runner and has nothing to do with me."

Qi Yi on the side was a little drowsy, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard his words, and glanced over sharply: "Then don't drink."

In fact, fruit-flavored beer, a drink with an alcohol concentration of less than [-]%, has little effect on athletes, and it doesn't matter if you drink it occasionally.

Since these two days are off, Fu Xingtu will turn a blind eye.

Liang Fan got cheap and acted like a good boy, he held up a can and handed it to Fu Xingtu: "Have some?"

Fu Xingtu glanced at him meaningfully, Liang Fan's hand changed direction without showing any trace, and placed it in front of Ao Ling.

Little Dragon Cub had never seen this thing before, so he took a sip when he picked it up, it was sweet and sour, and the taste was not bad.

Deng Jiajia cut a piece of cake for everyone, and everyone sat down to chat.

As a birthday star and a coach, Fu Xingtu naturally became the first to speak: "Actually, I am quite satisfied with your results in this national championship, although some people were disqualified because they failed the physical test."

His eyes fell on Liang Fan's body like a knife, and the latter covered his chest: "It pierced my heart."

"Except for Xiaoqi and the three who just came to the provincial team, the others were my teammates a year ago."

"Let's not talk about you, it was also difficult for me to adapt to the change of my identity at first."

Everyone lowered their heads silently, feeling that their Boss Fu was still modest.In the first training session, he picked up the A-shaped board naturally, and when it fell on everyone, he showed no mercy at all.

Ao Ling took a sip of cake and a sip of beer, immersed in the happiness of enjoying delicious food, and didn't pay attention to what Fu Xingtu said at all.

Fu Xingtu continued: "You have done a good job, but you are not good enough. When you have nothing to do, think about it. When you embark on the road of professional athletes, what have you paid, what have you given up, and what do you want to get in the end."

He unscrewed the bottle of soda in front of him and held it up: "I hope you won't regret it when you reach my age."

After Fu Xingtu's words were finished, Ao Ling's cake was also eaten, and he licked his lips unsatisfied, Qi Yi pushed his piece over again.

Everyone started chatting, chatting about training, chatting about competitions, and the topic always revolved around their common career-swimming.

Strictly speaking, their careers have just begun, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Even if they failed to get the ranking in the National Swimming Championships this time, it does not mean that they will not counterattack in the future.

There are always many possibilities in youth, work hard to sweat and accept the gift of fate.

At this time, Deng Jiajia took out a beautifully shaped bottle, pulled out the cork on it, and poured out a bunch of colorful rolled up notes from it.

She grabbed a handful of signature pens from the bag again: "Come on, one for each person, write it down and put it in, and take it to the flower bed in front of the swimming pool and bury it tomorrow."

Shen Fei asked: "Then when will it be taken out?"

Deng Jiajia thought for a while and set a time: "Five years later."

Fu Xingtu let out a chuckle: "Five years from now, the elder sister's children will be able to make soy sauce."

"No," Deng Jiajia wanted to hit him again, but he dodged and dodged, "I'll hold the child and take care of your New Year's money."

After sending out the small note, Fu Xingtu was surprised to find that he had it too.He thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote four words on it.

Turning his head, he found that Ao Ling next to him was pretending to turn his head away as if nothing had happened. This brat dared to take a peek!

Ao Ling didn't do it on purpose, he didn't know what to write, so he just looked around and accidentally saw the secret of their guidance Fu.

So, holding the pen, Ao Ling also seriously wrote four words on the note.

Everyone threw the written note into the bottle, and began to gossip about what others wrote.

Deng Jiajia was the first to open her heart: "I will graduate from graduate school next year and try to participate in the Asian Games again, and then I should retire."

She looked at Fu Xingtu: "I hope to be your colleague by then."

Fu Xingtu smiled: "It's definitely possible."

A group of half-grown children, the goal is nothing more than to enter the national team and get ideal results in international competitions. Only Shen Fei is more greedy. He wants to achieve results in swimming and also wants to enter an ideal university.

In the end, everyone turned their attention to Ao Ling who had been silent all this time, and was surprised to find that the little boy, with a flushed face, had already fallen asleep leaning on Fu Xingtu's shoulder!

"..."

Qi Yi touched his face with the back of his hand: "It's so hot."

Shen Fei quickly walked around from the other side: "Are you sick?"

Fu Xingtu tried the temperature of his forehead, then touched his hand: "It should be drunk."

"what???"

It's unheard of by everyone, someone actually got drunk with a can of fruity beer? !

It was getting late, everyone packed up and went back to their dormitories to rest.

Ao Ling was really drunk, and he was so drunk that he didn't say a word, so Fu Xingtu had no choice but to half support and half hug him, and was about to go downstairs when he turned his head and looked at everyone: "By the way, thank you for celebrating my birthday tonight, Are you all eating, drinking and having fun?"

"...???"

Except for himself, everyone present had just drank a little wine, a little drifting, and didn't understand what he meant.

No one answered, Fu Xingtu continued, "I'm quite happy."

"So, apart from a few girls, there are eight of you left, and none of you will be able to escape after extra training on Monday night."

"!!!"

The author has something to say: There are a lot of foreshadowing in this chapter, and I have to take a small notebook to write it down.

At present, the plot is still the focus, and there is no emotional line, but I think that even if it is the relationship between the coach and the players, they are still very special in each other's hearts.

At least in Director Fu's heart, Xiao Qi is very special.

感谢在2021-04-0617:00:32~2021-04-0623:52:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles for no reason; 7 bottles for rolls; 3 bottles for braised fish, glasses and earrings;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!