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

After Fu Xingtu cleaned up, the two of them turned off all the lighting facilities in the swimming pool. When they walked out of the gate, they didn't forget to say hello to the doorman, and then walked towards the apartment building.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the whole training base was very quiet, with the leaves rustling in the evening wind. Even so, July in the south was still a bit sweltering, and Ao Ling's forehead had already soaked up not long after he walked out. Beads of sweat came out.

The camphor trees by the roadside grow luxuriantly, and the trees are very lively - the cicadas keep chirping during the day, and the crickets keep chirping at night.

Ao Ling is in a good mood tonight, because he finally discovered Fu Xingtu's secret.Maybe it's not a secret, many people know about it, but considering Fu Xingtu's feelings, they never mention it.

Ao Ling sneaked a look at their Director Fu, and found that his expression was as usual, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was not as angry as he imagined.

So the little dragon cub became more courageous, took two steps forward with his long legs, turned around, jumped sideways, and suddenly stood in front of Fu Xingtu.

There was only one street lamp far away, the moon hid in the clouds, and there was a thin layer of white light on the road, and I could barely see walking.He jumped in front of him so suddenly, Fu Xingtu just paused, and then continued to walk forward.

As he walked forward, Ao Ling could only walk backwards, making gestures on his chest while walking: "Is this why you retired?"

"Well," Fu Xingtu looked at him, the child's eyes were as clear as water, and the moonlight fell in his eyes, as beautiful as a pool of spring water, "Fulminant myocarditis, with multiple complications."

That happened before the last Olympic Games, two full years have passed since now.

A week before the accident, Fu Xingtu had a slight cold. The team doctor saw it and said there was nothing serious about it. As the game was approaching, he was afraid to take many medicines, so he took some Chinese patent medicines for him.

Fu Xingtu has always been a very hard-working person, the kind who works hard to the point of death.A little cold can't stop his training at all. It is still a daily training plan of tens of thousands of meters, and the intensity accounts for half of it.

The accident happened just like that. Just after the training that morning, he was standing by the pool discussing the pace of 20 100-meter packages with Shen Xingguo. He fell down without warning, with a height of 193 centimeters and a weight of more than 80 kilograms. He fell down like this, and hit the floor tiles firmly, making a dull sound, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

Soon the person was sent to the nearest tertiary hospital by ambulance. Doctors and nurses swarmed over and pushed the person into the emergency room non-stop, and began to rescue him immediately.

Shen Xingguo stood at the door of the emergency room and waited anxiously. After a while, a doctor came out and gave him the first critical illness notice with a solemn face: "The patient's condition is very bad now. According to the examination, it can basically be diagnosed as fulminant myocarditis, and the patient has already shown signs of acute heart failure, fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time, we will do our best to rescue, and your family members should also be mentally prepared."

At that time, besides Shen Xingguo, there was also the team leader of the swimming center who was waiting outside the emergency room. He seemed even more anxious than Shen Xingguo: "Doctor, please think of a way. He is a very good active member of the National Swimming Team." Athletes are very hopeful to win the championship, and there are two weeks until the Olympic Games, so it must not affect the competition."

The doctor looked at him very surprised: "Participate in the Olympics? Whether he can survive depends on his personal will to survive? The fatality rate of fulminant myocarditis is as high as 90%. Are you the family members of the patient? If not, please contact the family members as soon as possible." .”

Shen Xingguo almost fell to the ground when he heard that the fatality rate was as high as 90%.After being stunned for a few seconds, he finally recovered and wanted to say something. The doctor had already returned to the emergency room.

Shen Xingguo knew the situation of Fu Xingtu's family. His father was a policeman. He died in the line of duty when he was very young. not easy.

The whole family is just such a sweetheart, who has been spoiled like something since he was a child. He brought out the child, and such a big thing happened, and he didn't know how to explain to Fu Xingtu's mother on the phone.

After struggling for a second, Shen Xingguo still dialed the phone and briefly explained the situation on the phone. Fu Xingtu's mother flew to Beijing from Province C that afternoon.

At that time, Fu Xingtu had already been sent to the operating room. The doctor said that his condition was more complicated than that of ordinary myocarditis. Perhaps it was because of his swimming training since he was a child. His heart was obviously much larger than ordinary people.

At this time, the two of them had already returned to the athlete's apartment. Fu Xingtu stopped at the most critical moment in the story. When passing by the lobby, he still didn't forget to say hello to the aunt at the front desk.

Ao Ling followed him upstairs and into the room. Song Weihua went back to Beijing, and Fu Xingtu was the only one in the room.

He took a clothes hanger to hang up the swimming trunks, looked back, Ao Ling was still sitting there, the little guy looked at him expectantly, and asked: "And then?"

Fu Xingtu laughed angrily: "What and then, and then I am standing here properly?"

Ao Ling nodded, thinking about it was right, the operation must have been successful, and Director Fu was able to stand here alive and kicking and cursing: "You are recovering well now, why can't you continue swimming?"

"Because the prognosis of this disease is very poor, the doctor said that even if I fully recover, I must not do strenuous exercise. Since then, they will not allow me to go into the water."

In fact, Fu Xingtu has been sneaking into the water since last year, how could he be able to do without swimming, that is the only career he has focused on for 20 years.After the operation, I held back for almost a year. It was not until summer that I tried to swim a few times in the water for the first time.

It happened that the next day Ao Ling got several big blood blisters on the horizontal bar because of the pull-ups. He took him back to the dormitory to deal with it, but the other party saw the swimming trunks hanging on the balcony.

Ao Ling felt that Director Fu was too pitiful. He loved swimming so much, and he tried his best to train others every day, but he couldn't enter the water.

But the fatality rate of fulminant myocarditis is as high as 90%. Only one out of ten people can survive. Fu Xingtu is the lucky one. It is already a miracle that he can survive. It doesn't matter if he can swim in the future.

Thinking of this, Ao Ling suddenly thought of another thing: "The doctor said that strenuous exercise is not allowed, but you ran 3000 meters with me in the park."

Fu Xingtu shrugged indifferently: "Yes, I ran away, so how about it, no, it's fine."

"As you said just now, the doctor won't let you do strenuous exercise."

"But the doctor didn't know that 3000 meters is not a strenuous exercise for me at all. Swimming and running have completely different loads on the heart."

Ao Ling bit her lip, her tone was a bit self-blaming: "If I knew you were sick, I would definitely not let you run with me."

Fu Xingtu touched his head kindly: "You are the only one who is sick."

Ao Ling suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes, raised his head to observe his face carefully, and asked him tentatively: "Then do you feel uncomfortable when you go swimming?"

Fu Xingtu shrugged: "It's very good. I went for a re-examination a few days after I entered the water for the first time. The doctor said that I recovered better than the average person, and asked me to stop the medicine."

"Then..." Ao Ling wanted to ask, can you practice swimming again?But I also thought that the doctor said that I should not exercise vigorously in the future.

He also remembered that Fu Xingtu's speed was not fast in the swimming pool just now. He swam for about 25 seconds at a distance of about 20 meters.

So the question slipped back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed it down again.

Fu Xingtu took the book casually, sat on the bed, and was going to sleep after turning two pages. Seeing that Ao Ling had no intention of leaving, he raised his chin at him: "What time is it and you don't go back to your own room? Are you going to stay with me?"

"Okay," Ao Ling really fell down on the empty bed next to him, "Anyway, Director Song is not here, so I will live here today, no, I will live here for the next few days, until Director Song comes back."

"You have a good idea." Fu Xingtu went over and pulled him up, then pushed him out of the door, "Go back to your own room and sleep. Next time you choose a room, think carefully about whose thigh you should hug."

Before closing the door, he specifically stopped Ao Ling and told him: "You can't tell others about my going into the water, otherwise they will report to Director Shen, and the old man will call me again for half an hour."

Ao Ling raised her fist and thumped her left chest twice: "Next time, if you want to swim, ask me to come with you."

Fu Xingtu raised his eyebrows: "Want to compete with me?"

Ao Ling shook her head: "I'm afraid you'll faint in the swimming pool."

"Get out!" Fu Xingtu slammed the door shut with a "bang".

The Asian Games will be held in H City for 8 days starting from August 20.

Some sports have actually started on August 8, such as football and basketball, which have group matches and athletes need a lot of rest time.

City H is a very beautiful tourist city. There are many places of interest and natural scenery in the city. The summer vacation has attracted a large number of domestic and foreign tourists. With the Asian Games elements everywhere, the whole city is as lively as a festival every day. .

As the host of the local battle, before the start of the competition, the national team arranged for the players to come to the competition venue for a few training sessions. The venue has just been built, and all the facilities are up-to-date. The swimming competition also uses many high-tech facilities. Familiarization in advance is especially helpful during the game.

Fu Xingtu stood by the pool, touched the take-off platform made of special materials, and joked to his team members: "I think you guys are cheating."

The stadium and natatorium of the Olympic Sports Center are newly built. The unique streamlined design and floodlighting system make the entire natatorium look like a phantom in the Milky Way, starry, sparkling, and quiet like a poem.

Ao Ling took the bus from the training base to the swimming pool every morning, and took the bus from the swimming pool back to the training base every night after the training. During the period, the route was different, passing through several tourist attractions, and seeing the bustling tourists outside, With all kinds of delicacies in hand, and many little brothers and sisters wearing Hanfu taking pictures, Ao Ling's eyes are almost overflowing with envy and yearning.

Sitting beside him, Fu Xingtu stretched out his hand and forcibly turned his face towards him: "If you behave well, I will take you to row the boat after the race."

For more than a year, Ao Ling has been fooled by him too much, and he has learned it well: "Is there any standard for a good performance?"

Fu Xingtu raised four fingers: "At least four gold medals."

"Okay," Ao Ling agreed happily, confidently thinking that four gold medals are nothing to him, "No repentance is allowed, and no other conditions are allowed."

Fu Xingtu sneered: "When have I lied to you?"

Ao Ling also hooked the corners of her lips towards him: "Every day."

Swimming is the second most gold medal event in the Asian Games, second only to track and field. A total of 41 gold medals will be produced, 20 for men, 20 for women, and 1 medley relay for a period of 6 days.

In the end, Ao Ling signed up for a total of eight individual events, including five individual events and three relay events, but he was a substitute for the medley relay, and there was a high probability that he would not play.

On August 8th, Ao Ling had only one event final—men's 19×4m freestyle relay.

The semi-finals were held during the day, and the finals were held at night. In order to maintain their strength, neither Ao Ling nor Qin Xiao participated in the semi-finals, but they still came to the swimming pool because there were other teammates competing today. Liang Fan participated in the 100-meter backstroke.

In addition to Liang Fan, Zhang Yiyang also participated in this project.Fu Xingtu had explained to them before the game that it was enough to guarantee advancement in the preliminaries and semi-finals, and the physical fitness must be reserved for the finals at night.

At night, before going on stage, Ao Ling stood up and squeezed Liang Fan's shoulder: "Brother, are you nervous?"

In fact, Ao Ling had no idea about the Asian Games, but in the past two months of training, the team leader held meetings for them every three days, saying how important the Asian Games are, second only to the Olympic Games in importance, and this time they are still the hosts, so they should not lose The events that are lost must not be lost, the medals that should not be lost must not be lost, and so on, repeated brainwashing.

Now Ao Ling feels that such an important event must be tense to meet the occasion. If he is not nervous, he will be ashamed to say that he is here to participate in the Asian Games.

"It's okay," Liang Fan smiled a little stiffly, his palms were sweating.He was actually nervous to death, but he was too embarrassed to admit it.

Liang Fan's preliminaries result is No.4, ranked in the sixth lane, while Zhang Yiyang is No.1, ranked in the fourth lane, and the fifth lane is a famous Japanese player who is also capable of winning gold in this event.

The two sandwiched each other in the middle, which invisibly put a lot of pressure on him.

From the current point of view, Zhang Yiyang is better than Liang Fan in terms of physical condition and personal strength, and his performance is more stable, and his experience in competitions is also richer.

In the end, Zhang Yiyang won the gold medal in this event, the Japanese player was second, and Liang Fan was one place ahead of the preliminaries, taking third place.

After all, it is the first time to participate in such an important competition, and he is only 16 years old. He is already very satisfied to win a bronze medal in the Asian Games.

When returning to the team, Liang Fan took Ao Ling's hand and pressed it on his chest: "Did you feel it? My heartbeat is still [-]."

To save trouble, Liang Fan put on a tracksuit outside, but the inside was empty and he didn't wear anything.

When Ao Ling touched it, he thought of the scar on Fu Xingtu's chest, so he turned his head to look at his coach.

Fu Xingtu was sitting on a chair, with his arms folded in front of his chest, his eyes fixed on the field, with a focused expression.

Ao Ling followed his gaze and saw that the women's 4×100m freestyle relay competition was about to take place in the arena, and the athletes were entering the arena.

Four girls from the Japanese team came out, and Fu Xingtu's eyes fell on the face of one of the girls.

The radio is introducing her name in Chinese—Matsumoto Yuna.

Although she smiled brighter than others and had two small dimples on her round face, everyone wore swimming caps and goggles, and Ao Ling didn't see any difference between her and others.

Therefore, Ao Ling still turned his attention to the Chinese team next to him, because there were his senior sister Deng Jiajia, Han Xinyan and two other women's team members on the field.

Deng Jiajia and Han Xinyan also did not participate in the semi-finals in the afternoon. In the finals in the evening, the Chinese team even replaced three players in one go.

In this project, the Chinese team has always maintained an absolute advantage. It has won the championship in the past four Asian Games, and the Japanese team has been ranked second all the year round, chasing the Chinese team.

No matter which team, the level of the four players is strong or weak, so the relay race is never just based on strength, but also on strategy.

The first player, Deng Jiajia, took the first place at the start, and the Japanese players behind him chased after him, but their strength was obviously not as good as him.

On the contrary, it was the second and third legs. The strength of the two Japanese players was better than that of the Chinese players, and they recovered the gap. When the fourth leg was handed over, Han Xinyan of the Chinese team and Yuna Matsumoto of the Japanese team .

In the first 50 meters, Han Xinyan even maintained a slight lead. One turned around, and the two speeded up at the same time, chasing after each other, neither of them willing to relax.

At the last moment, the Japanese player obviously had more stamina, gradually opened up the advantage over Han Xinyan, and reached the finish line first.

They snatched the gold medal abruptly from the Chinese team with an advantage of 0.67 seconds.

This is a victory of strength and strategy. Although the Chinese team lost, the Chinese audience in the stands still gave warm applause for the champion, especially for the girl who took the last shot of the Japanese team. Some swimmers even shouted her name.

Ao Ling turned his head to look at Fu Xingtu, and found that Director Fu also had a smile on his face, and he kept looking at Matsumoto Yuna in the field with admiration.

"!!!"

Ao Ling suddenly had an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He couldn't tell what it felt like, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

Turns out his coach doesn't just like swimming, he also seems to like a female swimmer a little bit! ! !

At this time, someone patted Ao Ling on the shoulder. It was Qin Xiao, who was going to swim the freestyle relay together later, and the other party reminded him to go down for inspection together.

Ao Ling stood up with a sullen face, and took a look from a distance. The other side of the stand was celebrating the Japanese team winning the championship.

He snorted disdainfully in his heart: "What's the big deal, the women's team loses, and our men's team just wins back."

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 pair of glasses and earrings;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 scroll;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: may 5 bottles; Muke 1 bottle;

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