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

Fu Xingtu was laughed angrily by him: "I'm asking you, this 200-meter medley event was originally for the purpose of training your comprehensive ability. I forced it on you. In the Asian Games, you may not get any good results. , do you still want to continue practicing?"

Ao Ling bit her lower lip and thought for a while: "Do you think I should keep practicing?"

Fu Xingtu pondered for a while, then tapped his fingers meaninglessly on the table, making a chaotic beating sound, and then smiled: "Actually, I am also very contradictory."

"Everyone's energy is limited. In order to ensure the strength of the 50-meter, 100-meter butterfly and freestyle medals, I certainly hope you can give up. On the other hand, I think you can challenge your own limit."

Ao Ling didn't give an answer immediately, saying that she needed to think about it.

Fu Xingtu said that this matter is not in a hurry, there is enough time, and he can think about it slowly.

Fu Xingtu said that he could challenge his own limit. These days Ao Ling has been thinking about this question, what is the limit and where is his limit.

People say that explosive power and endurance cannot be combined, so no one can swim 50-meter freestyle and 1500-meter freestyle at the same time. Everyone can only focus on one area they are good at.

However, the 200-meter medley is a comprehensive event of interruption distance, which is a combination of explosive power and endurance.

Ao Ling thought, it's better to give up and practice butterfly and freestyle well.

But after thinking about it, Fu Xingtu still believes that he won the 200-meter medley gold medal at the National Swimming Championships due to luck.

Why don't you prove it to him, only when you have absolute strength, you will be favored by the goddess of luck.

What is the limit?

It is the maximum that the human body and will can bear and achieve.

Where is his limit, and where is the limit of human beings?

If there is a limit, why are the world records of all human races always broken frequently.

So, since others can continue to challenge the limit, why can't I?

Soon, Ao Ling gave Fu Xingtu the answer: "I want to try."

Fu Xingtu raised his eyebrows: "Try what?"

"Challenge the limit." Ao Ling stood there in swimming trunks, with his hands on his hips. His hair was a bit long, and the broken hair on his forehead almost covered his eyes and eyebrows. "I still want to apply for five individual events for this national championship. May I?"

"Of course, but..." Fu Xingtu reached out and stroked his head, "Your hair should be cut."

Ao Ling didn't notice either, his hair had already grown so long, he shook his head: "Then I'll go outside the school for a haircut on weekends."

His hair was very thin and soft, and it slid out from between his fingers.

Fu Xingtu is like an addiction to petting a cat, unwilling to let go.

"No need to go to the barber shop, I can help you."

Ao Ling looked at Fu Xingtu, his eyes full of love, he knew that their Fu instructor would teach a lot, such as swimming, doing quizzes, massage, acupuncture, cooking, and playing field.

Unexpectedly, he can even cut hair.

Ao Ling was looking forward to it, and when it was time to rest at night, she couldn't wait to go upstairs to find their guide Fu.

Liang Fan stopped him: "Why are you going, aren't you going to run in the playground?"

Ao Ling shook her hair: "I went to Director Fu, and he said he could cut my hair for me."

"???"

Liang Fan seemed to have heard something extraordinary and new: "You said, Mr. Fu wants to cut your hair for you?"

Ao Ling nodded: "I said to go to the barber shop, but he said no, he can help me."

Liang Fan showed a painful and tangled expression on his face: "Little cutie, your heart is really big."

"What's the matter?" Ao Ling didn't think it was difficult. He is not a girl in the women's team. He has special requirements for his hairstyle. He just needs to cut it short and dry it off quickly after swimming.

Liang Fan sighed: "You don't even think about it, if he..."

"Are you still going for a run?" Before he finished speaking, Qi Yi who had been waiting beside him became a little impatient, "If you don't, I'll go to the gym."

"Go, go, go quickly."

As soon as he urged him like this, Liang Fan immediately forgot about his junior brother and ran away with him.

Ao Ling looked puzzled, trying to figure out what he was going to say in the second half of the sentence.

In the blink of an eye, he forgot about this matter, and happily went upstairs to find their director Fu.

Qi Yi and Liang Fan walked out of the dormitory, and the latter asked, "Why don't you let me finish my sentence?"

Qi Yi sneered: "In case Mr. Fu wants to change his career to become Teacher Tony, why are you doing good deeds?"

Liang Fan exploded: "He wants to change his career to become teacher Tony, but he can't let my junior practice his hands."

Qi Yifei rolled his eyes at him: "Isn't it your own pleasure, your junior brother?"

"..."

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Qi Yi and Liang Fan came back from the playground, and happened to meet Shen Fei who came back from the classroom in front of the dormitory building.

When the three of them returned to the dormitory, the door was closed and the lights were off, and Ao Ling hadn't come back yet.

Qi Yi put on his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, Liang Fan slumped on the chair and entered a state of emptiness, Shen Fei took the broom to clean up.

After more than half an hour, the three of them had taken turns to take a shower and found that Ao Ling hadn't come back yet.

Only then did Shen Fei realize something was wrong: "Well, where did Xiao Qi go, the dormitory building is about to be locked, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Liang Fan was the last one to take a shower and walked in from the balcony while wiping his hair: "When we were going for a run, he said he was going to Mr. Fu to cut his hair."

Qi Yi stood up from the desk: "Go up and have a look."

Liang Fan put the towel on the back of the chair: "Why should I go alone, I want to go together."

So the three of them went upstairs together, and when they knocked on the door, Fu Xingtu was writing a paper on the computer at the desk: "You three, what's the matter?"

Liang Fan looked around in his room, but he didn't find Ao Ling. He wanted to go to the balcony to look for him, but he didn't dare because of the boss Fu's lust.

Shen Fei said: "Xiao Qi didn't come back, he said before that he wanted to come to you for a haircut, so let's come up and look for him."

Fu Xingtu's eyes were fixed on the computer screen all the time, and his fingers flew like flying on the keyboard: "Well, I've been here, I finished editing a long time ago, he has been gone for almost two hours."

The three looked at each other, feeling that things were not that simple.

Qi Yi even saw a mysterious smile from the corner of Fu Xingtu's mouth.

There was still more than half an hour before the door of the dormitory building was locked, and the three of them could only go out to find someone.

Walking along the main road to the swimming pool, there was no one in the campus, but Ao Ling was still nowhere to be seen.

When several people returned to the dormitory, Qi Yi inadvertently glanced at Ao Ling's bed. His quilt had been spread out, protruding the outline of a person, but his head was tightly covered.

Qi Yi winked at Shen Fei and Liang Fan, and the three of them stood together in front of Ao Ling's bed.

Shen Fei stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, never thought that he would not pull it off, and the people inside also pulled the quilt to fight him.

"what happened?"

Shen Fei realized that the child's haircut might have been cut by Fu Xingtu, so he patiently coaxed him: "It's okay, it's okay, brother will take you out and have it repaired again, we'll go find the best teacher Tony, and we'll definitely get your haircut." Satisfied."

"..."

Ao Ling still buried herself in the quilt and refused to come out.

With an idea, Liang Fan ran to the cabinet and found a bag of biscuits: "There is cheese in it, it's delicious, cutie, would you like to try it?"

A corner of the quilt was lifted, revealing a pair of big watery eyes.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Qi Yi threw off the quilt.

"..."

Shen Fei opened his mouth, unable to close it for a long time: "My God, Mr. Fu is too ruthless."

Liang Fan covered his face, and couldn't get up on the desk under the bed with laughter: "I said, if he knows how to cut his hair, will he still have such a monk's hairstyle all year round?"

The word "monk" irritated Xiaolong Cub, and he immediately pulled up the quilt again.

Only Qi Yi, with a calm face on the surface, was actually so shocked that he didn't know what to say: "Yes..."

He raised his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect Mr. Fu to be so ruthless. I shouldn't let you go up."

Ao Ling sat up from the bed suddenly, under the light, his whole head was reflecting light.

He gestured on his shiny forehead: "He took a tool and pushed my hair away without saying a word, and then..."

The little dragon cub was panting heavily, he couldn't go on talking, his whole body was about to explode.

The three senior brothers would not understand his mood at this moment. Without the dragon horns and scales, he felt that he was already ugly, and now he even lost his hair.

The person who did the murder was Director Fu whom he trusted very much!

Shen Fei had no choice but to hold back his laughter and comfort him: "Forget it, it will grow out after a while."

Qi Yi said: "Why don't senior brothers find you a hat to wear?"

So, in the warm spring, the next morning, Ao Ling appeared on the playground wearing a woolen cap with a Manchester United team logo in the middle.

As soon as Liu Kai saw him, he jumped three meters away: "I am a Red Army fan and you are incompatible!"

Ao Ling: "..."

He pouted, and walked into the corner by himself.

Li Sichen was baffled. Usually in the morning, the two partners would press their shoulders or legs together. What happened to this man today?

In addition, the coach of another group is resting today. Fu Xingtu leads two groups to do morning exercises alone, and is now guiding them to exercise biceps through a specific movement on the other side.

Ao Ling was sitting on the edge of the flower bed, staring at him with resentful eyes all the time, and now he just wanted to give up the training.

Li Sichen walked up to him: "Wearing such a thick hat in this weather, aren't you hot?"

"..."

After a while, the sun came out, and the temperature rose. Coupled with the exercise, it was too hot to wear the hat on the head, so Ao Ling took it off by himself.

So, the whole team saw his bald head.

Xu Zitong was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes, yesterday he was still a handsome sportsman with hair hanging on his forehead, how could he be like this today?

Deng Jiajia came over and held his face: "You are just relying on your good looks. If you change someone, tsk tsk, I won't see it."

"Isn't this good?" Fu Xingtu said coldly behind her, "Go into the water twice a day, so you don't have to worry about your hair getting dry. I suggest you all have this hairstyle to save time and effort. After seven o'clock in the evening , come to my dormitory to find me, and I will give you a [-]% discount."

"..."

Indeed, within two days, Ao Ling realized the benefits of this hairstyle. The hair dryer became a decoration, and she didn't need to wear a swimming cap when she went into the water, and she didn't even need shampoo.

Sure enough, it saves time and effort, ugly is ugly, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

The time has entered March, and the training days are passing day by day, and the National Spring Swimming Championship is getting closer and closer. Just two weeks before the competition, a small accident happened.

Liang Fan sprained his ankle while running, Ao Ling took off his shoes and socks, saw that the ankle joint had swollen into a pig's trotter, and was about to die of anxiety: "What should I do?"

Liang Fan didn't know what to do. He just jumped off the stands just now, with one step missing, and he became like this: "Oh, extreme joy begets sorrow."

Qi Yi rolled his eyes aside: "You trash."

Even so, Qi Yi squatted down and took a look at his situation: "I have to go to the hospital to take a picture. Xiaoqi, you can call Mr. Fu."

Ao Ling went to the side to call Fu Xingtu, and Qi Yi picked up Liang Fan by himself.

Fu Xingtu had a general understanding of what had happened, and asked them to wait outside the playground.

Among the four people in Liang Fan's dormitory, except for Shen Fei, who was the tallest, his height had already reached 185 cm, and he was very big.Qi Yi's height is about the same as Ao Ling's, so it's a bit difficult to carry him on his back: "Aren't you fucking losing weight, why are you still so heavy?"

As the competition was approaching and he was injured suddenly, Liang Fan himself panicked a lot: "How do I know, my body fat index is almost reduced to less than 10%, is it easy for me?"

Unexpectedly, Qi Yi didn't speak any more, and walked out with his back behind his back.

Liang Fan sighed again: "Oh, if I can't participate in this championship, I won't have the chance to participate in the Asian Games."

"No way!" Ao Ling involuntarily raised his voice, "Director Fu knows how to perform needle injections, and he did the injection for my injury last time."

Although it was heavy, Qi Yi walked steadily with him on his back: "What's the hurry, there are still two weeks, as long as you don't sprain and break your bone, there shouldn't be a big problem."

Fu Xingtu had already parked the car at the gate of the playground and waited for them. As soon as the few people got into the car, he threw a bottle of frozen mineral water over: "Put him in a compress and raise his legs."

I went to a nearby hospital to take a film. Fortunately, there was no fracture, and the problem was not serious. The doctor applied medicine to him, and ordered him to apply ice for 10 minutes every two hours after returning home, and let them go.

Before leaving, Liang Fan couldn't help asking: "Doctor, when will my foot recover?"

The doctor said without raising his head, "I have been injured for a hundred days, go back and take care of it."

"!!!"

One hundred days...not to mention the championship game, the day lily is completely cold.

On the way back, Liang Fan looked very depressed. He was always talking non-stop, but today he was exceptionally quiet.

Ao Ling sat next to him, looking for various topics to chat with him, Liang Fan put his arm around his shoulders and hugged him: "Little cutie, brother is a little tired."

At this moment, Ao Ling almost shed tears.

When they went back, it was Fu Xingtu who carried Liang Fan upstairs.

Although there is no fracture, the soft tissue around the ankle joint is in the stage of acute edema. If you want to reduce the swelling as soon as possible, you must apply ice packs every once in a while.

Fu Xingtu originally wanted to carry him back to his dormitory and clean him up at night, but Shen Fei still insisted on getting him back to the dormitory: "We have a lot of people, so we can take turns taking care of him, so don't stay up late."

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Xingtu agreed, approving them not to do morning exercises tomorrow morning, and changed their group's morning training to ten o'clock to let them rest for a while.

Director Fu was very thoughtful, but things did not go as he wished, because Liang Fan's parents rushed to the school just after nine o'clock the next morning.