The team members didn't have much time to rest. As soon as the game ended, they were arranged to be interviewed in the mixed interview area on the side.
The reporter was asking Qin Xiao a question: "First of all, congratulations on winning this precious gold medal in the 4×00m freestyle relay. As the captain, we saw that you set a good example for several young players today. What is the key for the Chinese team to turn defeat into victory today?"
"Thank you," Qin Xiao said as he put his arms around Ao Ling's shoulders, "Of course it was Xiaoqi's last jedi counterattack. The Japanese team is very strong, but we will not give up. Everyone has tried their best. The Chinese team will definitely fight back." Win!"
At this moment, the swimming cap and goggles on Ao Ling's head were not even taken off, an absorbent towel was draped over his shoulders, his hands were crossed at the hip bones, and he was still panting.He kept looking in the direction of the stands, but he didn't see Fu Xingtu's figure.
At this time, the reporter passed the microphone to him and asked him: "What do you want to say about today's game?"
Ao Ling finally saw Fu Xingtu's figure, in a corner of the first row of the stands, leaning on the railing with his hands, bending over to talk to someone, but from Ao Ling's angle, his sight was blocked by the billboard I can't see who the person talking to him is.
"It's Director Fu," Ao Ling looked away, looked at the reporter in front of me and said, "He called us over suddenly before the game, and temporarily adjusted the bat times, so that He Jiarui, who had the shortest reaction time to start, changed to the first bat. That was the key to our victory today."
He has never talked much during interviews, and the reporter did not expect that at this time, he would attribute the credit for winning the championship to his coach.
He Jiarui on the side also interjected: "Yes, yes, Director Fu is so predictable. At that time, I was panicked when he suddenly let me take the first shot. I knew that I couldn't swim the first Japanese player, and I couldn't get the first shot." I immediately understood Director Fu's intentions, and fortunately, Xiao Qi reminded me. I thought, since the only strength left is starting, I must play well and try to buy time for my teammates."
Fu Xingtu seemed to be quite happy chatting with people there, with a smile on his face all the time, and some body language from time to time.
When he usually trains, he speaks concisely. Except when explaining technical movements and beating people, he rarely does anything.
Ao Ling can basically tell that the person Fu Xingtu is chatting with is not Chinese.
After changing clothes, it is the flag-raising ceremony. Although the podium is very wide, it is still a bit crowded for four people to stand. Watching the five-star red flag rising, the feeling of singing the national anthem together is always exciting.
When he came down, Ao Ling found that He Jiarui's eyes were already wet.
Ao Ling glanced in the direction of Fu Xingtu again, and found that he was standing upright when the national flag was raised just now, and now he was bowing his head to chat with someone.
Why didn't he know that Director Fu liked to chat with people so much? ? ?
Several people returned to the stand, and their teammates rushed forward and surrounded them, saying in a hurry: "My God, I thought we were going to lose when we hit the third bat!"
"Xiaoqi is too fierce. When you turned around and chased Takata all the way to overtake, the whole stand exploded, and everyone shouted your name."
"Sure enough, it's the hope of the whole village. It will be the top in swimming in the future."
"What is the future? Now is it. If it weren't for us Xiaoqi, would the swimming pool have such a high attendance rate?"
"Get out of the way," Liang Fan pushed the people around Ao Ling away, "If you want to sign an autograph or take a group photo, go to the back and line up first."
Shen Fei knew that Ao Ling used to find some snacks from his bag every time the game was over, and was about to pass the bag to him, but he didn't know that Ao Ling stuffed the gold medal and mascot into his hand first, and then nodded He walked out of the crowd without looking back, walked along the steps to the bottom row of the stands, and went straight to the corner at the far end.
Liang Fan asked Qi Yi, "Why is he going?"
"Look for Mr. Fu."
When Fu Xingtu was mentioned, Liang Fan suddenly realized: "That's right, where did Mr. Fu go?"
When Ao Ling walked over, Fu Xingtu had just said goodbye to her. The girl had big eyes and had two dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. She looked very cute. Before leaving, she still tiptoed to give Fu Xingtu a hug.
Ao Ling: "!!!"
Fu Xingtu turned around, still with a smile on his face. When he saw Ao Ling, he naturally put his arms around his shoulders and led him towards the exit of the swimming pool: "You performed well today."
"Ah."
"How does it feel, how is the Asian Games different from other competitions?"
"No difference."
"..."
Fu Xingtu can be regarded as aware that he is not in the right mood: "Why, you are not happy to win the championship?"
"No," Ao Ling looked up at him and saw the smile on his face, "You are quite happy."
"You can see?" Fu Xingtu laughed happily again, "I'm very happy. I met an old friend and found that he has experienced many setbacks and suffered a lot of hardships that ordinary people can't imagine. Finally, he returned to the game. won the championship."
Of course Ao Ling could tell that Fu Xingtu's happiness was really related to that Japanese female athlete. They stood there chatting for at least 10 minutes, and gave each other an affectionate hug when they said goodbye.
Sure enough, it was an old friend who had come here, and an old friend with an unusual relationship.
Logically speaking, they should be happy for Director Fu who speaks such an unattractive person and girls like him, but Ao Ling just can't be happy.
On the second day, he still had a competition, the 200-meter medley, the only event that both he and Fu Xingtu thought he had no chance of winning.
But he had inexplicable insomnia.
Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Ao Ling had no choice but to pick up the phone, after thinking for a while, he clicked on the browser and entered the name "Matsumoto Yuna".
Yuna Matsumoto, female, 21 years old, is a talented and beautiful girl in Japanese swimming.
……
Ao Ling probably read this girl's resume, and felt as if she saw a Japanese girl's version of Fu Xingtu, who also competed in short-distance freestyle and butterfly, also became famous as a teenager, and also swept major awards at home and abroad. Some fans call them "Flying Fish CP", and every time they see them in the same frame in each game, they are like sugar.
There is still a photo circulating on the Internet. It is said to be the inspection room of the Pan Pacific Swimming Championships in a certain year. The broadcast camera just captured Fu Xingtu and Matsumoto Yuna sitting and chatting together. The girl looked up at Fu Xingtu with a very sweet smile.
Ao Ling clicked on the picture curiously. At that time, Fu Xingtu was only 18 years old, and Matsumoto Yuna was only 18 years old. The young boys and girls looked really dazzling. Sitting together and simply chatting for a day can make the people who eat melons dream about it. It's true, it's too sweet!
After reading the gossip, Ao Ling didn't scroll down any further, exited the browser, clicked on WeChat, and then clicked on Fu Xingtu's avatar, and sent a sentence with a complicated mood: "I can't sleep."
I regretted it after sending it out. It's already past twelve o'clock, so Fu Xingtu must have fallen asleep early.If this message was sent, if Director Fu woke them up, they would definitely die in an ugly way tomorrow.
Ao Ling was about to withdraw that message, but unexpectedly the other party replied in seconds: "I can't sleep either."
"!!!"
Ao Ling asked: "Why?"
But I was thinking in my heart: "It must be for that beautiful Japanese lady, I didn't expect you to be such a director Fu."
Fu Xingtu didn't answer, but asked him the same question: "Then why can't you sleep?"
"..."
Ao Ling himself also wants to know this question, maybe because he was too excited to swim the freestyle relay at night, or maybe he is not used to changing from the training base to the hotel...
Before he could think of a suitable reason for insomnia, the other party sent another message, only two words: "Come here."
So Ao Ling sat up from the bed, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and looked at Shen Fei's bed next to him, the captain had already fallen asleep.
He came to the door lightly, opened the door and went out, closed the door again, and trotted all the way to the next room.
The door of the room had already been opened, and Fu Xingtu was standing at the door. There was only a small night light on in the room. The quilt on the bed by the window was scattered, and the quilt was spread neatly on the side by the wall.
Ao Ling remembered that Song Weihua and the leaders lived in another hotel, and Fu Xingtu lived alone.
Then Ao Ling happily occupied the empty bed, and adjusted the air conditioner from 27°C to 23°C without any notice.
Fu Xingtu sat on his bed and looked at him: "Are you hot?"
After a compromise, Ao Ling adjusted the temperature to 25°C: "I almost forgot, your old health is not good."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over and hit his head impartially.
Unexpectedly, Director Fu not only throws the A-shaped board with perfect accuracy, but also replaces it with a pillow, which does not affect his performance at all.
Ao Ling hesitated for a moment, bent down to pick up the pillow and threw it back for him.
After the two of them lay down again, Fu Xingtu told him the reason why he couldn't fall asleep.
Yulai Matsumoto was even more unlucky than Fu Xingtu. She didn't even participate in the Olympic qualifying competition. In February of that year, she announced on her personal social account that she had been diagnosed with hemorrhagic cancer and would temporarily bid farewell to swimming for treatment.
There was a smile in Fu Xingtu's voice when he spoke: "After two and a half years, seeing her return to the game after overcoming the illness, I am really happy for her. At the same time, I feel that maybe I can..."
"!!!"
The last sentence made Ao Ling sit up from the bed in shock.
Although I know that Fu Xingtu was once a top swimmer and was only 21 years old, the scar left by the operation on her chest is real.
With the help of the night light, Ao Ling saw Fu Xingtu lying on his back on his bed, with his hands behind his head, his eyes were bright, and there was hope in them.
"However, the doctor said that you can't do strenuous exercise in the future."
This was very disappointing, Fu Xingtu turned his back to him: "The doctor also said that I have fully recovered, no different from a normal person."
Ao Ling looked at his back, inexplicably seeing a sense of loneliness.
Fu Xingtu is a tall man, standing or sitting there will give people a strong sense of oppression.
He is very strict with the players under his opponents, and he is even stricter with himself.
On the night of his birthday, Deng Jiajia asked everyone to write a time capsule. Ao Ling accidentally glanced at him and saw that the four words he wrote were "Olympic Champion".
Perhaps, from that time on, Fu Xingtu had the idea of returning to the game.
"But can his heart withstand such high-intensity swimming training? That is no longer the heart of an ordinary person, and swimming is a sport that places a heavy load on the heart."
"Go to bed, it's getting late, there's a game tomorrow."
At some point, Fu Xingtu sat beside Ao Ling, raised his hand and touched his head: "Why am I telling you this, you don't understand."
"I understand, why don't I understand?" Ao Ling retorted, "I'm not a child."
Fu Xingtu sneered: "What do you know, you just know how to eat, well, hurry up and lie down and sleep. I have to ask Shen Fei tomorrow, a big living person ran away from his room, and he didn't know..."
Before the last word "Tao" was spoken, Ao Ling rushed over and hugged him tightly, and the little guy's furry head was right on his chin.
"Fuck, what is this for? Taking advantage of me or acting like a spoiled child?"
Ao Ling didn't speak, she put her ear on his chest, and heard his slow but strong heartbeat, it was hard to imagine what the heart in the chest had experienced.
For fulminant myocarditis, even if Ao Ling has checked a lot of information on the Internet, he still knows very little about this term. He only knows that many patients die before the ambulance arrives when they get sick.
"Director Fu," Ao Ling asked him, "Why do you like swimming so much?"
This question stumped Fu Xingtu. After spending so many years in the water, he was used to it: "Being in the water can make me quiet, and the whole world can be quiet. Sometimes I feel like a bird growing in the water. The fish in the water will probably die if they leave the water.”
Ao Ling said: "But the problem now is, if you return to the water, you may die. What should you do?"
Fu Xingtu slapped him on the back: "I treat you well as a teacher, you hope I will be better."
"Is dream really that important?" Ao Ling looked up at him, "If you want an Olympic champion, I'll get it for you."
"You're not my son, why should you realize my dream for me?" Fu Xingtu looked at him and let out a heavy sigh for a long time, "Little friend, why don't you understand that dreams are only meaningful if you realize them yourself."
In fact, Fu Xingtu knew that his little apprentice was very kind, and perhaps he was more troubled than himself. He cared about his body as well as his dreams, so he said that he wanted to help him realize his dreams.
Fu Xingtu glanced at the time, it was getting closer: "Hurry up and go to sleep, there is still a game tomorrow."
Ao Ling's next day's competition was in the afternoon, the 200-meter medley preliminaries. He was not sure about this event, so he didn't put much effort in the preliminaries and semi-finals, and finally entered the final as No.2.
In addition to the 200-meter medley, there was also the final of the 50-meter backstroke today, but in the end Zhang Yiyang and Liang Fan were in average condition. The former barely took the third place, and Liang Fan only ranked fifth.
So far, Liang Fan has finished all the competitions in this Asian Games, one bronze medal and one No.5. Although there is still a little regret, he does not have high demands on himself, and he is still very satisfied. satisfied.
Fu Xingtu, who is so picky, didn't say anything about Liang Fan's results. Instead, he encouraged him: "16 years old is barely acceptable. Two years later, I will be 18 years old and perform well in the Olympics."
Qi Yi sneered from the side: "Does he have a share in the Olympic Games in two years' time?"
Liang Fan threw his arms around his neck and gritted his teeth with a smile: "As long as you can, I can."
The 200-meter medley advantage In today's last game, Ao Ling took a long time to play after warming up.
He was in the fifth lane, with Japanese players on the left and right, and Guo Zifan was in the third lane. They also sandwiched a Japanese player in the middle.
At the beginning of the game, Ao Ling tried his best to fight backstroke in the first 50 meters. This is his main event. When he turned around first, he left the other three people by half.
In the second 50-meter backstroke, Ao Ling's speed slowed down a bit, but the Japanese player beside him showed extraordinary strength, surpassing him by half a body in the 50-meter backstroke.
On the other side, Guo Zifan also gradually caught up. There was almost no big gap between the two Chinese players and the two Japanese players in the third 50-meter breaststroke. They came to the third turn and entered the final 50-meter freestyle.
The author has something to say: This character design is based on Chi Jiang
感谢在2021-04-2023:54:45~2021-04-2118:47:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
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;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The reporter was asking Qin Xiao a question: "First of all, congratulations on winning this precious gold medal in the 4×00m freestyle relay. As the captain, we saw that you set a good example for several young players today. What is the key for the Chinese team to turn defeat into victory today?"
"Thank you," Qin Xiao said as he put his arms around Ao Ling's shoulders, "Of course it was Xiaoqi's last jedi counterattack. The Japanese team is very strong, but we will not give up. Everyone has tried their best. The Chinese team will definitely fight back." Win!"
At this moment, the swimming cap and goggles on Ao Ling's head were not even taken off, an absorbent towel was draped over his shoulders, his hands were crossed at the hip bones, and he was still panting.He kept looking in the direction of the stands, but he didn't see Fu Xingtu's figure.
At this time, the reporter passed the microphone to him and asked him: "What do you want to say about today's game?"
Ao Ling finally saw Fu Xingtu's figure, in a corner of the first row of the stands, leaning on the railing with his hands, bending over to talk to someone, but from Ao Ling's angle, his sight was blocked by the billboard I can't see who the person talking to him is.
"It's Director Fu," Ao Ling looked away, looked at the reporter in front of me and said, "He called us over suddenly before the game, and temporarily adjusted the bat times, so that He Jiarui, who had the shortest reaction time to start, changed to the first bat. That was the key to our victory today."
He has never talked much during interviews, and the reporter did not expect that at this time, he would attribute the credit for winning the championship to his coach.
He Jiarui on the side also interjected: "Yes, yes, Director Fu is so predictable. At that time, I was panicked when he suddenly let me take the first shot. I knew that I couldn't swim the first Japanese player, and I couldn't get the first shot." I immediately understood Director Fu's intentions, and fortunately, Xiao Qi reminded me. I thought, since the only strength left is starting, I must play well and try to buy time for my teammates."
Fu Xingtu seemed to be quite happy chatting with people there, with a smile on his face all the time, and some body language from time to time.
When he usually trains, he speaks concisely. Except when explaining technical movements and beating people, he rarely does anything.
Ao Ling can basically tell that the person Fu Xingtu is chatting with is not Chinese.
After changing clothes, it is the flag-raising ceremony. Although the podium is very wide, it is still a bit crowded for four people to stand. Watching the five-star red flag rising, the feeling of singing the national anthem together is always exciting.
When he came down, Ao Ling found that He Jiarui's eyes were already wet.
Ao Ling glanced in the direction of Fu Xingtu again, and found that he was standing upright when the national flag was raised just now, and now he was bowing his head to chat with someone.
Why didn't he know that Director Fu liked to chat with people so much? ? ?
Several people returned to the stand, and their teammates rushed forward and surrounded them, saying in a hurry: "My God, I thought we were going to lose when we hit the third bat!"
"Xiaoqi is too fierce. When you turned around and chased Takata all the way to overtake, the whole stand exploded, and everyone shouted your name."
"Sure enough, it's the hope of the whole village. It will be the top in swimming in the future."
"What is the future? Now is it. If it weren't for us Xiaoqi, would the swimming pool have such a high attendance rate?"
"Get out of the way," Liang Fan pushed the people around Ao Ling away, "If you want to sign an autograph or take a group photo, go to the back and line up first."
Shen Fei knew that Ao Ling used to find some snacks from his bag every time the game was over, and was about to pass the bag to him, but he didn't know that Ao Ling stuffed the gold medal and mascot into his hand first, and then nodded He walked out of the crowd without looking back, walked along the steps to the bottom row of the stands, and went straight to the corner at the far end.
Liang Fan asked Qi Yi, "Why is he going?"
"Look for Mr. Fu."
When Fu Xingtu was mentioned, Liang Fan suddenly realized: "That's right, where did Mr. Fu go?"
When Ao Ling walked over, Fu Xingtu had just said goodbye to her. The girl had big eyes and had two dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. She looked very cute. Before leaving, she still tiptoed to give Fu Xingtu a hug.
Ao Ling: "!!!"
Fu Xingtu turned around, still with a smile on his face. When he saw Ao Ling, he naturally put his arms around his shoulders and led him towards the exit of the swimming pool: "You performed well today."
"Ah."
"How does it feel, how is the Asian Games different from other competitions?"
"No difference."
"..."
Fu Xingtu can be regarded as aware that he is not in the right mood: "Why, you are not happy to win the championship?"
"No," Ao Ling looked up at him and saw the smile on his face, "You are quite happy."
"You can see?" Fu Xingtu laughed happily again, "I'm very happy. I met an old friend and found that he has experienced many setbacks and suffered a lot of hardships that ordinary people can't imagine. Finally, he returned to the game. won the championship."
Of course Ao Ling could tell that Fu Xingtu's happiness was really related to that Japanese female athlete. They stood there chatting for at least 10 minutes, and gave each other an affectionate hug when they said goodbye.
Sure enough, it was an old friend who had come here, and an old friend with an unusual relationship.
Logically speaking, they should be happy for Director Fu who speaks such an unattractive person and girls like him, but Ao Ling just can't be happy.
On the second day, he still had a competition, the 200-meter medley, the only event that both he and Fu Xingtu thought he had no chance of winning.
But he had inexplicable insomnia.
Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, Ao Ling had no choice but to pick up the phone, after thinking for a while, he clicked on the browser and entered the name "Matsumoto Yuna".
Yuna Matsumoto, female, 21 years old, is a talented and beautiful girl in Japanese swimming.
……
Ao Ling probably read this girl's resume, and felt as if she saw a Japanese girl's version of Fu Xingtu, who also competed in short-distance freestyle and butterfly, also became famous as a teenager, and also swept major awards at home and abroad. Some fans call them "Flying Fish CP", and every time they see them in the same frame in each game, they are like sugar.
There is still a photo circulating on the Internet. It is said to be the inspection room of the Pan Pacific Swimming Championships in a certain year. The broadcast camera just captured Fu Xingtu and Matsumoto Yuna sitting and chatting together. The girl looked up at Fu Xingtu with a very sweet smile.
Ao Ling clicked on the picture curiously. At that time, Fu Xingtu was only 18 years old, and Matsumoto Yuna was only 18 years old. The young boys and girls looked really dazzling. Sitting together and simply chatting for a day can make the people who eat melons dream about it. It's true, it's too sweet!
After reading the gossip, Ao Ling didn't scroll down any further, exited the browser, clicked on WeChat, and then clicked on Fu Xingtu's avatar, and sent a sentence with a complicated mood: "I can't sleep."
I regretted it after sending it out. It's already past twelve o'clock, so Fu Xingtu must have fallen asleep early.If this message was sent, if Director Fu woke them up, they would definitely die in an ugly way tomorrow.
Ao Ling was about to withdraw that message, but unexpectedly the other party replied in seconds: "I can't sleep either."
"!!!"
Ao Ling asked: "Why?"
But I was thinking in my heart: "It must be for that beautiful Japanese lady, I didn't expect you to be such a director Fu."
Fu Xingtu didn't answer, but asked him the same question: "Then why can't you sleep?"
"..."
Ao Ling himself also wants to know this question, maybe because he was too excited to swim the freestyle relay at night, or maybe he is not used to changing from the training base to the hotel...
Before he could think of a suitable reason for insomnia, the other party sent another message, only two words: "Come here."
So Ao Ling sat up from the bed, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and looked at Shen Fei's bed next to him, the captain had already fallen asleep.
He came to the door lightly, opened the door and went out, closed the door again, and trotted all the way to the next room.
The door of the room had already been opened, and Fu Xingtu was standing at the door. There was only a small night light on in the room. The quilt on the bed by the window was scattered, and the quilt was spread neatly on the side by the wall.
Ao Ling remembered that Song Weihua and the leaders lived in another hotel, and Fu Xingtu lived alone.
Then Ao Ling happily occupied the empty bed, and adjusted the air conditioner from 27°C to 23°C without any notice.
Fu Xingtu sat on his bed and looked at him: "Are you hot?"
After a compromise, Ao Ling adjusted the temperature to 25°C: "I almost forgot, your old health is not good."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over and hit his head impartially.
Unexpectedly, Director Fu not only throws the A-shaped board with perfect accuracy, but also replaces it with a pillow, which does not affect his performance at all.
Ao Ling hesitated for a moment, bent down to pick up the pillow and threw it back for him.
After the two of them lay down again, Fu Xingtu told him the reason why he couldn't fall asleep.
Yulai Matsumoto was even more unlucky than Fu Xingtu. She didn't even participate in the Olympic qualifying competition. In February of that year, she announced on her personal social account that she had been diagnosed with hemorrhagic cancer and would temporarily bid farewell to swimming for treatment.
There was a smile in Fu Xingtu's voice when he spoke: "After two and a half years, seeing her return to the game after overcoming the illness, I am really happy for her. At the same time, I feel that maybe I can..."
"!!!"
The last sentence made Ao Ling sit up from the bed in shock.
Although I know that Fu Xingtu was once a top swimmer and was only 21 years old, the scar left by the operation on her chest is real.
With the help of the night light, Ao Ling saw Fu Xingtu lying on his back on his bed, with his hands behind his head, his eyes were bright, and there was hope in them.
"However, the doctor said that you can't do strenuous exercise in the future."
This was very disappointing, Fu Xingtu turned his back to him: "The doctor also said that I have fully recovered, no different from a normal person."
Ao Ling looked at his back, inexplicably seeing a sense of loneliness.
Fu Xingtu is a tall man, standing or sitting there will give people a strong sense of oppression.
He is very strict with the players under his opponents, and he is even stricter with himself.
On the night of his birthday, Deng Jiajia asked everyone to write a time capsule. Ao Ling accidentally glanced at him and saw that the four words he wrote were "Olympic Champion".
Perhaps, from that time on, Fu Xingtu had the idea of returning to the game.
"But can his heart withstand such high-intensity swimming training? That is no longer the heart of an ordinary person, and swimming is a sport that places a heavy load on the heart."
"Go to bed, it's getting late, there's a game tomorrow."
At some point, Fu Xingtu sat beside Ao Ling, raised his hand and touched his head: "Why am I telling you this, you don't understand."
"I understand, why don't I understand?" Ao Ling retorted, "I'm not a child."
Fu Xingtu sneered: "What do you know, you just know how to eat, well, hurry up and lie down and sleep. I have to ask Shen Fei tomorrow, a big living person ran away from his room, and he didn't know..."
Before the last word "Tao" was spoken, Ao Ling rushed over and hugged him tightly, and the little guy's furry head was right on his chin.
"Fuck, what is this for? Taking advantage of me or acting like a spoiled child?"
Ao Ling didn't speak, she put her ear on his chest, and heard his slow but strong heartbeat, it was hard to imagine what the heart in the chest had experienced.
For fulminant myocarditis, even if Ao Ling has checked a lot of information on the Internet, he still knows very little about this term. He only knows that many patients die before the ambulance arrives when they get sick.
"Director Fu," Ao Ling asked him, "Why do you like swimming so much?"
This question stumped Fu Xingtu. After spending so many years in the water, he was used to it: "Being in the water can make me quiet, and the whole world can be quiet. Sometimes I feel like a bird growing in the water. The fish in the water will probably die if they leave the water.”
Ao Ling said: "But the problem now is, if you return to the water, you may die. What should you do?"
Fu Xingtu slapped him on the back: "I treat you well as a teacher, you hope I will be better."
"Is dream really that important?" Ao Ling looked up at him, "If you want an Olympic champion, I'll get it for you."
"You're not my son, why should you realize my dream for me?" Fu Xingtu looked at him and let out a heavy sigh for a long time, "Little friend, why don't you understand that dreams are only meaningful if you realize them yourself."
In fact, Fu Xingtu knew that his little apprentice was very kind, and perhaps he was more troubled than himself. He cared about his body as well as his dreams, so he said that he wanted to help him realize his dreams.
Fu Xingtu glanced at the time, it was getting closer: "Hurry up and go to sleep, there is still a game tomorrow."
Ao Ling's next day's competition was in the afternoon, the 200-meter medley preliminaries. He was not sure about this event, so he didn't put much effort in the preliminaries and semi-finals, and finally entered the final as No.2.
In addition to the 200-meter medley, there was also the final of the 50-meter backstroke today, but in the end Zhang Yiyang and Liang Fan were in average condition. The former barely took the third place, and Liang Fan only ranked fifth.
So far, Liang Fan has finished all the competitions in this Asian Games, one bronze medal and one No.5. Although there is still a little regret, he does not have high demands on himself, and he is still very satisfied. satisfied.
Fu Xingtu, who is so picky, didn't say anything about Liang Fan's results. Instead, he encouraged him: "16 years old is barely acceptable. Two years later, I will be 18 years old and perform well in the Olympics."
Qi Yi sneered from the side: "Does he have a share in the Olympic Games in two years' time?"
Liang Fan threw his arms around his neck and gritted his teeth with a smile: "As long as you can, I can."
The 200-meter medley advantage In today's last game, Ao Ling took a long time to play after warming up.
He was in the fifth lane, with Japanese players on the left and right, and Guo Zifan was in the third lane. They also sandwiched a Japanese player in the middle.
At the beginning of the game, Ao Ling tried his best to fight backstroke in the first 50 meters. This is his main event. When he turned around first, he left the other three people by half.
In the second 50-meter backstroke, Ao Ling's speed slowed down a bit, but the Japanese player beside him showed extraordinary strength, surpassing him by half a body in the 50-meter backstroke.
On the other side, Guo Zifan also gradually caught up. There was almost no big gap between the two Chinese players and the two Japanese players in the third 50-meter breaststroke. They came to the third turn and entered the final 50-meter freestyle.
The author has something to say: This character design is based on Chi Jiang
感谢在2021-04-2023:54:45~2021-04-2118:47:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
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;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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