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

So, everyone turned their heads in unison, and turned their attention to Li Sichen again.

Ao Ling stood alone on the periphery of the crowd, with a bewildered expression. He didn't understand Fu Xingtu's subtext at all. He didn't care where the provincial team that people flocked to was. Lanxiang is about the same.

Li Sichen's mood was very complicated, from jealousy, grievance, and unwillingness at the beginning, to the excitement of seeing his idol up close, to the ecstasy when he heard that the person Fu Xingtu wanted to take away was not Wang Xinxin.

He felt that his chance had come, the throbbing and panic made his heart jump into his throat, he stood there with mixed feelings, wishing he could hear his name from the idol's mouth in the next moment.

However, what everyone present never expected was that the person who was admired like a god in their minds did not even take a second look at Li Sichen or Wang Xinxin, but went straight to the outside of the crowd and looked at Ao Ling standing there.

"..."

Ao Ling frowned, biting his lower lip, raised his head stubbornly, and looked at Fu Xingtu who was coming over. Before the other party could speak, he couldn't wait to defend himself: "He strangled me, I want him to let go, I just pushed him, but he really fell by himself."

Fu Xingtu thinks he is a bit cute. There are so many people standing around here and there, all waiting for him to say that important name, but this little fool in front of him is still entangled in the matter of being wronged. .

Ao Ling was a little confused. Fu Xingtu helped him yesterday, and he checked Wang Xinxin’s injuries just now. He thought that the other party should be a good human being, but when he saw him walking towards him, he suspected that he was the same as those bad guys. He also thought that he pushed Wang Xinxin down. .

Fu Xingtu just smiled. He stretched out his hand to pat Ao Ling's shoulder, but when he saw the little guy shrink his neck instinctively, he remembered that he used too much force yesterday, which made his muscles sore all over his body, and he would die if he touched it to live.

But Fu Xingtu's hand had already been stretched out into the air, and it was a little awkward to retract it. He simply turned around and rubbed Ao Ling's head: "There are surveillance cameras at the entrance of the swimming pool, no one can wrong you."

This was obviously not for Ao Ling, but for Yu Xiaoyu and Wang Xinxin who were beside him.

When the two heard Fu Xingtu's words, their faces were not very good-looking, especially Wang Xinxin, who didn't understand what the current situation was at all.

Didn't the idol fall from the sky to take him to the provincial team? Why did he somehow stand up for that doormat of Ao Ling?

The bad premonition in Yu Xiaoyu's heart became more and more intense, and it was obvious that Fu Xingtu suddenly walked beside Ao Ling, not simply to uphold justice for him.

Sure enough, Fu Xingtu glanced at the suitcase next to Ao Ling, and then said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that your director Yu has already notified you and your luggage is ready, so let's go through the formalities and leave now." Bar."

"!!!"

As soon as he said this, the expressions on the faces of the people next to him were as if they had been struck by lightning.

Some people were shocked, some gloated, anyway, Yu Xiaoyu had been working in the city sports school for so many years, and his popularity was not very good, so it was not too great to be able to eat such a big melon on the spot.

Ao Ling was dug back by an old instructor who had worked in the city's sports school for many years. He said that this kid has excellent talent and good physical condition. If he trains well, he might really win glory for the country.

Later, the old coach retired, and Ao Ling fell into the hands of Yu Xiaoyu. He had no background, a poor family, a bad mentality, and his grades were getting worse day by day. It was not easy to stay until now.

But what kind of cool plot is this today? He was kicked out by the coach of the city sports school one second ago, and directly stepped into the gate of the provincial swimming team the next second!

In yesterday's test, Ao Ling didn't even get a result. What did the provincial team's coach see in him?Or did everyone miss it, is it true that Ao Ling is really a good piece of swimming material as the retired old coach said?

Yu Xiaoyu originally thought that things should develop in the direction he arranged. When he learned that the person Fu Xingtu was going to pick up was not his nephew Wang Xinxin, but Ao Ling, he couldn't restrain his irritable mood.

The enthusiasm just now was gone on his face, he stopped Fu Xingtu directly and asked, "Did Director Fu make a mistake?"

Fu Xingtu turned his head to look at Ao Ling, and knowingly asked, "Your name is Ao Ling, right?"

Ao Ling nodded and was about to speak, but Yu Xiaoyu rushed ahead of him and said: "Ao Ling is the worst professional in our team. In the main event of short-distance freestyle, his performance is not as good as other players who are not the main event. Yesterday's You and Director Shen also saw it during the test, this kid doesn't even have a standard swimming style, why should he?"

As soon as Yu Xiaoyu said this, several people around him echoed him. Indeed, competitive sports speak on the basis of performance, and even if the provincial team selects a player, they should come up with convincing reasons.

Fu Xingtu looked at the crowd, and suddenly withdrew his smile. He stood there tall and burly, with a sharp edge on his brows: "56 seconds 03, this is his result yesterday, who among you can do it?"

"..."

This score is not good among professional swimmers, but it is considered very good for children under the age of 15 in sports schools to swim this score.

What's more, that person is Ao Ling. Has Ao Ling ever swam the 100-meter freestyle for 1 minute?

No one said anything because they couldn't do it, so everyone looked at Yu Xiaoyu. After all, both Ao Ling and Wang Xinxin were his players.

But Yu Xiaoyu's next reaction made them even more surprised than knowing Ao Ling's result, because the other party didn't respond at all, as if acquiescing that the result was indeed obtained by Ao Lingyou.

But Wang Xinxin refused to accept it. He grew up surrounded by praises such as "genius" and "child prodigy". He didn't have a clear understanding of his own strength, thinking that it was only a matter of time before he entered the provincial team.

He raised his head and looked at Fu Xingtu: "So what, it's just a super performance once in a while."

Fu Xingtu glanced at him disdainfully: "I'll give you ten chances, if you can do it once, I'll take you to the U-Series Championship a month later."

"..."

The words have been said so specifically, let alone ten times, even if it is twenty times, Wang Xinxin may not be able to do it. Although for competitive sports, on-the-spot performance is very important, but it is not a day to improve the score by two seconds What can be achieved in two days requires a lot of training accumulated over time.

Fu Xingtu is a master among the masters, and he understands this truth better than anyone else. He clearly knows that Wang Xinxin can't do it, so he brought it up, and he wants to kill people: "I am very strict in selecting players. Affect the unity of the team."

These words are like slapping Wang Xinxin in the face in public, not only bluntly saying that his strength is not good, but also pointing out that his character is not good.Being slapped mercilessly in the face by an idol in public, the half-grown boy felt embarrassed, his eyes turned red and his face turned green.

But he was still not reconciled, and continued: "If you let Ao Ling swim again, will he be able to do it? He usually can't even swim within 1 point."

This time, before Fu Xingtu could speak, Ao Ling stood up and retorted: "56 seconds is nothing, 46 seconds is fine."

"!!!"

The melon eaters next to me are all experts. This is beyond the scope of Versailles literature. It is purely because the brain is trapped by the door. The 100-meter freestyle is 46 seconds, which is more than one second faster than the world record!

Fu Xingtu also didn't expect that there were people who would brag about not drafting, and just swim in 46 seconds?This kid didn't blush when he became crazy.

Fu Xingtu hurriedly helped him carry his schoolbag and suitcase into the car, and was about to go to the Academic Affairs Office to complete the formalities before leaving. When he passed by a group of fanboys and girls, he glanced at Li Sichen: "You come with me, too."

Li Sichen, who was suddenly named, was still out of the situation, standing there for a long time with mixed sorrow and joy, and suddenly heard his name, and looked at Fu Xingtu with complicated and eager eyes. Those who knew thought he had a crush on her.

In addition to Ao Ling and Li Sichen, Fu Xingtu also took away a female member of the team. The girl was standing in the crowd to watch the excitement. One second ago, she was still calling Fu Xingtu how handsome the male god was, but the next second she was named by the male god. , It's even more exciting than winning 500 million.

Only Ao Ling followed behind the crowd with a bewildered expression, but hadn't realized what was going on.

At this time, Li Sichen gave him a hand, and the two of them happened to pass by Yu Xiaoyu and Wang Xinxing, and he suddenly said: "The good life will not be over, after entering the provincial team, the training will be harder than it is now, are you afraid? "

Although this question was about Ao Ling, it was aimed at his old opponent Wang Xinxin.

Ao Ling thought about this question very seriously: "I think it is more suitable for me to go to the New Oriental to learn to be a chef."

These words were obviously thought through, he has not yet found a way to get out of the book, his life skills are basically zero, at least he can fill his stomach as a cook.

However, this remark turned into a confusing speech in the ears of others: it is better to go to New Oriental to learn to cook than to join the provincial team for swimming.

For children who have practiced competitive sports since childhood, it is the ultimate goal of their years of hard training to be able to enter the provincial team one day.

Entering the provincial team means that they have become professional athletes. Training and competition are their jobs. They are usually paid allowances, bonuses for competitions, and the state is responsible for their food and lodging.

The national team does not have long-term training, usually before the game or at a fixed time for training. Therefore, professional athletes spend most of their time in the provincial team. Together with the students of the provincial sports school, they start morning exercises at 6 am and do water sports in the morning. And on land training, there are culture classes in the afternoon, rehearsal or evening self-study in the evening, two days off on weekends, and training camps before competitions. Life is very boring and very difficult.

But no one will give up lightly, because these children have given up their studies when they choose to embark on this path. They can only train hard to have the opportunity to enter the national team. If you apply for the Physical Education College as a sports specialty student, you will be able to get a job offer after you graduate from college.

But Ao Ling doesn't have these concepts in his mind at all, because he doesn't know how to drive an excavator, and he doesn't know what kind of job it is. Now he just wants to go to New Oriental to learn to be a chef.

That Fu Xingtu not only did not help the bad guys to wrong him, but also helped him out of the siege. It seemed that he was really a friendly human being. Ao Ling wanted to find a chance to ask him if he could learn to swim and cook at the same time.

After completing the formalities and returning to the provincial sports school, it was just lunch time, so Fu Xingtu led the three of them to the cafeteria.

Ao Ling, who was still apprehensive about the new environment on the road, developed a good impression of this completely unfamiliar place after a simple lunch, because although the food of the provincial team was not as good as that of the Dragon Palace, it was also much better than that of the city sports school. After a day of hunger, I can finally have a full meal.

When Ao Ling finished a plate full of food, and was still a little unsatisfied, when he was about to order another plate, Li Sichen at the side finally couldn't see him and stopped him: "Are you still full?"

The little dragon cub shook his head, how could he be full with such a small amount of food, a large beast like him in the deep sea would have to pay by the ton for a meal, this was not enough to fit his teeth, he pitifully touched his stomach :"I'm hungry."

Li Sichen rolled his eyes at him on the spot, feeling a little ashamed, wishing to change tables immediately.

The girl sitting opposite them gave Ao Ling her chicken leg: "Why didn't I find you so cute before?"

The supply of chicken drumsticks is limited, each member of the provincial team has one, and the children in the sports school still can't eat it. Ao Ling glanced at the girl in confusion: "Don't you want to eat?"

The girl said: "I've been a little overweight recently, and I'm losing weight. You can eat."

"Xu Zitong," Li Sichen called the girl, "how did I never realize that you are so kind?"

The girl named Xu Zitong waved her hand generously: "The three of us in the provincial team, of course, have to help each other, maybe we can join the national team together in the future."

Li Sichen snorted, and glanced at Ao Ling who was gnawing on the chicken leg seriously: "That's it, it's lucky to enter the provincial team, and can you still enter the national team?"

Ao Ling buried her head and wished she could chew the bone into pieces and swallow it in her stomach: "It's so delicious!"

"..."

After eating Hesai, Ao Ling realized a serious problem. He is no longer the Seventh Prince in the Dragon Palace, but a mortal in a book. He eats too much and feels overwhelmed.

After lunch, the life teacher brought the three of them to the dormitory, Xu Zitong went to the girl's side, Li Sichen and Ao Ling were assigned to 402 and 403 respectively.

Standing at the door of 403, Ao Ling's heart throbbed for no reason.

He still doesn't realize that behind that door, he will be greeted by three life-long tacit partners; a period of youth intertwined with sweat and tears, laughter and applause, passion and blood; and a mission, In the world of swimming where there are many masters and veterans, the lofty belief in raising the banner that symbolizes glory to the top of the Olympics.