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

Fu Xingtu said that if he doesn't change, he won't change, and Shen Fei can't force him to change, after all, he is not a coach but also a senior, or a senior who grew up together.

Because he used a lot of hormones during the operation, although Fu Xingtu tried to correct it later, he still had a little central obesity, but because he was big enough, it was not easy to see it.

Not being able to see it doesn’t mean not having it. I usually don’t think that these fats that are not necessarily visible to the naked eye have caused him great trouble and hindrance during training.

He spent half a year correcting his physique and lowering his body fat index with a training volume that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Now half a year has passed, Fu Xingtu has lost more than 10 kilograms, and his body fat index has dropped to 9%, the lowest in the team.

Shen Fei looked at him, suddenly smiled and said: "I used to think that you and my sister are very suitable, and you will be my brother-in-law in the future."

He thought for a while and added: "I guess Director Shen thinks so too."

Liang Fan laughed to death: "It seems that Director Shen is very far-sighted. He found a son-in-law from kindergarten more than ten years ago."

Qi Yi said: "Senior Sister Shen Wei is beautiful and sassy. Back then, the whole sports school had people chasing her from the gate to the south gate."

Ao Ling squatted on the ground to pack the boxes, and listened to them gossip about Fu Xingtu and Shen Wei with his ears pricked up.

Fu Xingtu leaned against the cabinet and said disapprovingly: "She doesn't like me."

Ao Ling: "???"

What does this mean? It turns out that Fu Xingtu doesn't like Japanese girls, but really likes childhood sweethearts?

Shen Fei: "Who said she didn't like you, have you asked her?"

"Oh," Fu Xingtu said calmly, "I don't like her."

"..."

Shen Fei waved his hand: "You only like swimming, we understand."

Ao Ling just came back today and didn't want to train, but he also wanted to chat with Fu Xingtu about the past two months, so he planned to follow him to the gym.

Surprisingly, Fu Xingtu changed his plan tonight, instead of going to the gym, he took him for a walk around the campus.

As soon as the evening wind blew, the hem of Fu Xingtu's T-shirt flew up. Ao Ling saw his thin and firm waist, without any fat or fat, full of strength.

It's hard to imagine what he has gone through in the past two months in order to shape himself like this.

At dinner, Ao Ling also saw that Fu Xingtu didn't eat much at all, but poured down a big cup of eggs specially prepared for him by a nutritionist.

Ao Ling had been asked to drink that stuff before, and it wasn't very tasty. It was really painful to use it as a meal replacement.

So, Ao Ling suddenly remembered a sentence Yang Bin once said - "Do you want to think about it, give up the short-distance freestyle, and focus on other sports, so as to give you a little face for Director Fu."

He didn't want to save face for Fu Xingtu, he just didn't want to put too much pressure on Fu Xingtu, watching him push himself to death.

The person who never speaks obliquely, also began to think, how to say some words are more cryptic.

"In the past two months in the national team, Director Yang has always asked me to focus on practicing the 200-meter freestyle."

Fu Xingtu thought for a while: "At present, Zhou Yan from Province D is the strongest in China in the 200-meter freestyle. I always suggest that you give up the 200-meter event and focus on short distance. The more events you submit, the better you will be." It will distract your attention. Starting from the 200-meter race, the situation is very complicated. Speed, endurance, turning, technique, strategy, you need to spend a lot of energy to study, I think it is unnecessary, human energy is limited, one day With only 24 hours, there's only so much you can accomplish."

Ao Ling did not discuss the issue of time management with him, but continued: "He asked me to practice the 200-meter freestyle for the 4×200-meter freestyle relay."

Fu Xingtu thought for a moment and knew that Yang Bin had no good intentions: "Your championship series should not have a 4×200-meter relay."

"No, but he said there will be the Pan Pacific Championships in August, and he also said that I should think more about the collective honor. If I participate, the players will be encouraged and the morale of the whole team will be improved."

This is what the leader said. Yang Bin has always regarded himself as Song Weihua's successor, and he is especially good at giving people values.

Fu Xingtu looked at Ao Ling: "Then what do you think?"

Ao Ling also turned to look at him, and the two stood facing each other, looking into each other's eyes.

Having been together day and night for more than two years, they are too familiar with each other, especially Fu Xingtu knows Ao Ling like the back of his hand. Just looking at his eyes, Fu Xingtu has a premonition that he will say something he doesn't want to hear.

Ao Ling said, "I still want to try."

"why?"

Ao Ling turned her head and looked at the small forest in front of her: "Because I feel that I am more suitable for this kind of short- and middle-distance competition that combines turning skills."

Fu Xingtu: "???"

People are brought out by themselves. Fu Xingtu knows better than Ao Ling what he is suitable for and what he is not suitable for.

Then Ao Ling added: "If I have to give up, then I want to give up the 50-meter freestyle."

"!!!"

Fu Xingtu felt that his last words were like a thunderbolt, hitting his head impartially, his fist was already hardened, and the blood all over his body was rushing to the top of his head.

But it's not a joke now, he can't really beat the child, so Director Fu can only take a deep breath, suppressing the anger that has already rushed to the top of his head.

Seeing that Ao Ling is still at a loss, he is really angry. He is so angry that his heart attack is about to recur. He has followed the doctor's advice for more than two years of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Only this person in front of him has the ability to make smoke come out of his seven orifices. .

After all, they were standing on the main road of the school, and there were not only members of other teams but also faculty and staff coming and going.

"Follow me." After leaving this sentence, Fu Xingtu turned around and left.

Ao Ling was really at a loss. Fu Xingtu knew him, so how could he not understand Fu Xingtu? When he said that sentence, he actually expected that Fu Xingtu would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be so angry.

Ao Ling has always been sharp-eyed. Seeing his clenched and loose fists hanging by his side, he couldn't help thinking, could it be that there are so many people here that it is difficult for him to do anything, and this is because he wants to take himself to a place where there is no one. Flat meal?

Fu Xingtu went out a few steps, but found that no one was following him, so he fell back and grabbed Ao Ling, who then gritted his teeth and followed him away.

The two of them had walked near the swimming pool unknowingly, and Fu Xingtu pulled Ao Ling around to the back of the swimming pool, which was next to the fence and usually no one passed by.

He pushed Ao Ling and pressed him against the wall: "Want to give up the 50-meter freestyle?"

Ao Ling didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Fu Xingtu then asked: "Do you really think you are not suitable, or is it because of me?"

Ao Ling still didn't speak, and lowered her head like a child who has done something wrong.

"Look at me," Fu Xingtu squeezed his chin, forcing him to raise his head to meet his gaze, "You think no matter how hard I try, I can't beat you, so you are pitying me and want to give up the 50-meter freestyle .”

His voice was very low and deep, with a chill, every word was like a knife, piercing Ao Ling's heart.

That's right, that's what Ao Ling meant. He couldn't see Fu Xingtu tempering himself like self-torture, from mental to sexual torture.

He also knew how proud and even conceited Fu Xingtu was. If he wanted to be the champion, he would work hard on his own. How could he accept charity from others? This was simply a humiliation to him.

But in the end, Ao Ling couldn't bear to do that, and he couldn't explain why, but as long as he thought that Fu Xingtu had put in so much effort and couldn't realize his dream of becoming an Olympic champion, he would feel as uncomfortable as a needle being pricked in his heart.

He didn't know what happened to him either.

Ao Ling lowered her head, bit her lip again, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry."

Fu Xingtu asked him, "Why do you apologize?"

Ao Ling buried her head lower: "I don't mean anything else, I just don't want to see you working so hard."

"Alas..." Fu Xingtu sighed heavily again. Seeing the kid in front of him being annoyed and blaming himself, how could he bear to continue blaming him.

Let go of the hands on Ao Ling's shoulders, turn around and stand beside him, leaning against the wall with him, and begin to educate the children patiently.

He asked Ao Ling: "Do you think that I want to come back wholeheartedly, and I work so hard to return to the previous state just to win the championship?"

Ao Ling turned to look at him, blinked suspiciously: "Isn't it?"

"Yes," the child is too innocent, and Fu Xingtu's guiding question did not stimulate his thinking, "But, as an athlete, it is my responsibility to train hard and compete for the championship with my own strength. I don't need others to pity me." Me, sympathize with me, let me, I will fight for what I want, do you understand?"

Ao Ling nodded: "Understood."

Fu Xingtu turned his head and saw his side face: "Do you really understand?"

"Really," Ao Ling leaned against the wall, his body relaxed, "I'm so annoyed, just like Director Song said, I can practice the 200-meter freestyle for the benefit of the country, but I think Director Yang is not This idea, he just wants me to compete with other provincial athletes."

Fu Xingtu laughed suddenly: "You're not stupid. So why give up your main project because of me? Perhaps Yang Bin still thinks this is He Jiarui's opportunity. Looking at the world, we are still at a disadvantage in this project."

"Remember the four sentences next to the national flag of the training base?"

Ao Ling nodded: "To win glory for the motherland, for the nation, to add color to life, and to win glory for the parents."

"Xiaoqi," Fu Xingtu suddenly took the hand of the person beside him, "You have to remember that the water in the swimming pool is never clean. Chinese athletes have suffered too much unfair treatment in the international arena. Only our own strength is enough. Only those who are strong have the confidence to fight against this injustice."

"As long as we wear the sportswear with the national flag, we represent the image of the country. The Olympic champion is our goal, but the ultimate goal of Chinese athletes is to win glory for the motherland and the nation."

Ao Ling looked at his resolute gaze, as if that kind of lofty sense of mission was being conveyed through the temperature of his palm, making his heart surge along with it, wishing to trample all the United States, Japan and Australia under his feet and make them open their eyes wide Take a look at the real strength of Chinese swimmers.

The lights in the swimming pool suddenly went out, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness. Because no one came to this place, there were no street lights.

After getting used to it for a few seconds, Fu Xingtu raised his hand to look at the time, and before he knew it, it was past nine o'clock, and he gave Ao Ling a hand: "Let's go, go back."

He walked in front, took out his mobile phone and turned on the nodding light, wanting to look back at Ao Ling, when suddenly he felt his body sink, and a huge body jumped onto his back.

Immediately, Ao Ling's voice rang in his ears, with a bit of naughtiness, and it seemed to be coquettish: "You carry me back."

"Come down, you are too heavy for me to carry."

"No, I'm not heavy. I have to train myself and help Fan Yuhao in the national team. I lost a few pounds."

Fu Xingtu didn't understand: "Help Fan Yuhao train?"

Ao Ling suddenly remembered that he hadn't had time to talk to Fu Xingtu about Fan Yuhao, so on the way back to the dormitory, he briefly mentioned it.

Fu Xingtu didn't show much surprise after hearing this: "I've already seen that Fan Yuhao and Yang Bin are not getting along."

Ao Ling asked curiously: "Where did you see it?"

"Fan Yuhao grew up abroad. He has a flamboyant personality and loves to show off. How could Yang Bin tolerate him?"

Indeed, every time Ao Ling sees Fan Yuhao, the color of his hair is different, his speech is not measured, and he never restrains himself in front of the leaders. It is the limit for a person like Yang Bin who has a strong concept of superiors and subordinates to bear him for so long .

Thinking of this, Ao Ling became even more worried about Fan Yuhao's situation in Province R: "Then what should we do, will he still have a chance to participate in the competition in the future?"

Fu Xingtu shook his head: "It's hard to say."

Ao Ling asked again: "Then can we help him?"

Speaking of which, they had already returned to the downstairs of the dormitory, and happened to meet a teammate who saw Ao Ling lying on Fu Xingtu's shoulder, and thought something had happened: "Why did you get injured right after you came back?"

Fu Xingtu said nonsense seriously: "I broke my leg."

Ao Ling jumped off his back, and turned back in a serious manner: "I pretended, I just want him to carry me back."

The teammate gave him a thumbs up. He has been in the swimming team for so many years, and he is the first one who dared to let Fu Xingtu come back with his back.

Fu Xingtu's guess was correct. Not long after, Ao Ling received a call from Fan Yuhao.

The other party told him about his recent encounters on the phone. Fan Yuhao could hardly stay in Province R any longer. The conflict between him and Yang Bin had become public, and they even had a big fight in front of many people.

The leaders of the National Aquatics Center and R Provincial Sports Bureau are both intervening.In fact, Yang Bin didn't really want to drive Fan Yuhao out of the Provincial R team, he just wanted to tame Fan Yuhao, make him subdue and admit his mistakes in front of him.

The most important thing is that because Fan Yuhao has always practiced the 100-meter butterfly as the main event, but this time, Yang Bin only reported him the 50-meter butterfly and the 200-meter butterfly, but he did not report him the 100-meter butterfly.

This is a bit too much. People are swimming short-distance butterfly. Even if they start practicing 200-meter butterfly for the Olympics, they cannot give up 100-meter butterfly.

Fan Yuhao was anxious and angry on the phone, and Ao Ling was also anxious. The two of them are simply a big fool and a little fool, and their combined IQ can't keep up with Fu Xingtu.

In the end, it was Fu Xingtu who gave Fan Yuhao an idea: "You go to Director Zheng of your team. Although she has strict requirements on the players, she is upright. The key is to cherish talents. She was Yang Bin's old instructor when he was a team member. As long as she is willing to accept You, you can switch to her group, Yang Bin dare not do anything to you."

Fan Yuhao said: "Are you referring to Director Zheng Xiaorong Zheng? She has not brought in new players for a long time. Now she brings in a few old players. She will retire in two years."

Ao Ling is probably a little smarter than Fan Yuhao: "Go and beg her, didn't my junior brother say that she cherishes talents, she will definitely not sit idly by."

Fan Yuhao still hesitated: "The old lady is very serious and fierce."

Coaches who are over 50 years old will generally not go to the national team, so Ao Ling has never met this coach Zheng.

He asked Fan Yuhao: "So what, do you think the serious old lady is more terrifying or not being able to participate in the competition?"

"..."

Fan Yuhao still hesitated: "Let me think again." He suddenly realized something, "You just said your junior brother, who is your junior brother?"

Ao Ling glanced at the person sitting next to him writing the training summary: "Fu Xingtu."

He threw his notebook over again: "Quick, let's help senior brother write together."

Fu Xingtu picked up the notebook and threw it on his head: "I'll give you face, every day."

Fan Yuhao heard the movement and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingtu said, "None of your business."

Fan Yuhao muttered: "I sound like flirting."

Ao Ling glanced at Fu Xingtu: "My junior brother wants to rebel, so I have to teach him a lesson, so I'll die."

"???"

With the approach of the Olympic Games, there are more competitions this year. In addition to the National Summer Swimming Championships, next month there will be the World Swimming Championships in South Korea, followed by the Pan Pacific Swimming Championships, and then there will be the National Games Yes, and then winter training again.

In short, at this stage, athletes are training themselves through various large and small competitions, accumulating competition experience, improving performance, and allowing themselves to grow rapidly.

Fan Yuhao kept in touch with Ao Ling on the frequency of one phone call a day, and reported to him the current situation on his side, and from time to time, he also revealed that he did not want to stay in the provincial team of province R, but wanted to go to the provincial team of province C.

Fu Xingtu said, "Then you have to buy a house first."

Fan Yuhao said: "That's no problem. If I can train with Xiao Qi, I'll buy it tomorrow."

Fu Xingtu's mind suddenly rang an alarm: "Stop it, you need proof of education and proof of social security to buy a house. If you have lived in the house for five years, you will probably have retired by then."

"Director Fu," Fan Yuhao said with question marks on his forehead, "how did I find out that you have become more and more stingy since you became an athlete?"

"You think too much, I've always been so stingy."

"!!!"

Fan Yuhao strongly suggested that the next time Ao Ling answers the phone, find a place without Fu Xingtu, at least don't turn on the speakerphone!

Ao Ling chatted with him about the training, then hung up the phone, and then looked at Fu Xingtu with probing eyes: "What's the matter with you two?"

Fu Xingtu said: "This is the correct way to open up competitors."

"Then we are not also competitors."

Fu Xingtu gave him a complicated look, stood up and left without saying anything.

At the end of June, the whole team participated in the Summer Swimming Championships together.Ao Ling's first final was the 200-meter medley final, and there was no suspense about winning the championship. The next seven players, including Guo Zifan, were at least one position behind him.

Now everyone has a clear and intuitive understanding of his strength. It is difficult to say in international competitions, but there are no rivals in domestic competitions.

In the 100-meter freestyle final on the second day, although Qin Xiao, He Jiarui, and Fu Xingtu also participated in the final, these three were not his opponents from the spring championship three months ago.

In fact, Ao Ling himself thinks the same way. He feels that the championship is no longer his goal. His goal has now become the world ranking, or how far he can be ranked in the world this year.

However, he was caught off guard and was taught a lesson.

The author has something to say: pure teammate relationship, no love for the time being.

感谢在2021-04-2623:51:44~2021-04-2717:15:55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 of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Lanling Shi'an;

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