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

Although Fu Xingtu hadn't been home for several months, his mother would often go over to help him clean up, so the house was always kept clean and tidy.

Ao Ling followed him to the living room, and saw the pink little bear at a glance, it was still leaning against the corner of the sofa back and was beautiful alone.

Fu Xingtu put the big and small bags in his hand on the dining table, turned on the air conditioner and pushed Ao Ling to take a shower.

Ao Ling originally planned to stay at home for two days, and brought two changes of clothes in her schoolbag, which are just in use now.

"There are new towels, toothbrushes, shampoo, and shower gel in the cabinet. Take them yourself. I'll put the clothes on the shelf for you. If you have anything to do, don't call me."

After Fu Xingtu finished speaking, he went back to the bedroom and went to take a bath himself.

Ao Ling: "..."

After Ao Ling came out of the shower, Fu Xingtu threw the clothes the two had changed into the washing machine, and handed the hair dryer to Ao Ling: "Dry your hair quickly and go to bed."

Ao Ling's hair is not long, and it is more convenient to blow it, and it dries within a few minutes.

In the bedroom, Fu Xingtu had already laid out the sheets, and took the air-conditioning quilt in a hurry.He threw one of the quilts to Ao Ling: "Go to the guest room."

The guest room is next to Fu Xingtu's bedroom. Ao Ling opened the door and turned on the light. The sense of desolation told him that this room had probably never been lived in.

The bed was still new, just a mattress and no bedding.

Ao Ling decisively turned off the lights and the door, and returned to Fu Xingtu's bedroom.

Fu Xingtu was leaning on the bed and flipping through a professional book as thick as a dictionary, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He raised his head and looked at Ao Ling who was at the door: "What time is it? You still haven't slept, what are you doing?" ?”

Ao Ling threw the air conditioner beside him: "I'll sleep here tonight."

Tang Xueya bought the house a few years ago. At that time, when he heard that the price would increase again, he hurriedly picked a cost-effective one and bought it first, thinking that he could use it as a wedding house for his son in the future.

Later, when Fu Xingtu fell ill, Tang Xueya thought about selling the house to treat her child, but the state borne all of Fu Xingtu's medical expenses, and the family didn't actually spend any money, so she dismissed the idea.

Later, Fu Xingtu became a coach of the provincial team, not far from here, and his mother bought him a scooter, in case he was too tired to commute to get off work and squeeze the subway.

Even Fu Xingtu himself has not lived in this house for a few days, let alone any guest, that is, Ao Ling. This is the second time he came back with him.

Fu Xingtu recalled that the condition of the room was indeed uninhabitable, so he said to Ao Ling, "You can sleep on the sofa."

"Huh," Ao Ling responded through his nose, "The guest room where I live at Senior Brother Qi Yi's house has a balcony and a bathroom. Every day my aunt comes to clean and wash our clothes. You actually let me go to sleep Sofa, why don't you go by yourself?"

"I'm a guest, I want a bed!"

Brother Fu's face The two-bedroom apartment was inferior to the big villa in Brother Qi Yi's house. He glanced at Ao Ling, and silently moved to the side of the bed to make room for him.

Although the two of them lived in the same room for nearly a year, they almost never shared the same bed. The only time was when Ao Ling was drunk and spent the night in the dormitory before Fu Xingtu.

This kid is really dishonest when he sleeps. Fu Xingtu can pick him up something from the ground every morning, either a quilt or a pillow, or his T-shirt or coat.

Fu Xingtu is too tall, and the beds are custom-made, 2 meters by 2.3 meters, which is very spacious even for two people.

But even so, it was still not enough for someone to play. Fu Xingtu felt something heavy on his chest when he slept until midnight, making him almost out of breath. It was like a stove was placed next to him, even though the air conditioner had been turned on to 20 degrees. He was also sweating profusely.

The neck was itchy. He thought there were mosquitoes in the room, so he reached out and touched a hairy head.

Fu Xingtu was completely awake now. When he opened his eyes, Ao Ling buried his head on his shoulder and neck, put his hands on his chest, and pressed his body against his back, clearly treating him like a giant pillow.

Fu Xingtu looked down, half of his body was already hanging outside the edge of the bed. If he hadn't woken up from the heat in the middle of the night, he might have kicked him to the ground tomorrow morning.

He lightly pushed Ao Ling away, took a pillow and stuffed it into the child's arms, watched him turn over, rub his face and chin on the pillow twice, and fell asleep again.

Fu Xingtu sighed, picked up the quilt on the ground and put it on Ao Ling, and quietly left the room by himself.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself, why should he bring this little bastard home, make himself guilty, leave him by the side of the road, and let him sleep at the bottom of the bridge for a night, wouldn't it be good?

He sighed again, went into the bathroom, closed the door, took a cold shower in the middle of the night, then came to the living room, fell down on the sofa and finished the night.

Ao Ling woke up and found that Fu Xingtu was gone. Looking at the time, it was past seven o'clock in the morning, and he thought that Master Fu would wake up to do morning exercises when he was self-disciplined during the holidays.

Walking into the living room, he saw his huge body curled up on the narrow sofa, which was not as long as others, and half of his calves and feet could only hang outside.

At this time, Fu Xingtu also woke up, and the two of them changed their clothes and went out.

Today's weather is also very hot. Before 30 o'clock in the morning, the temperature has soared to more than [-] degrees.

For the milk and bread for breakfast, Fu Xingtu asked Ao Ling: "Shall I take you to Qi Yi's place first?"

Ao Ling said yes, and called Qi Yi again, but the other party was not at home, nor did he say where he had gone, only that he was not here for the past few days.

"Okay, you can only hang out with me these days."

So the two of them didn't stay idle for the rest of the vacation, they went to Fu Xingtu's grandparents' house first, and the two elders were overjoyed to see their grandson coming back.

Grandpa insisted on pulling Fu Xingtu to play Go. Fu Xingtu had learned a little from him when he was a child, but he was not proficient. Follow him for two rounds.

Ao Ling is indeed a master, that is the level that he has learned from playing chess with the old dragon king since he was a child. Anyway, Grandpa Fu Xingtu can't beat him.

But the old man was very happy, saying that it would be a pity for such a smart child to learn to swim.

Fu Xingtu said: "It's a pity, your grandson can't swim with him."

"Really?" Grandpa laughed loudly, "Smart kids can do anything well."

He took Ao Ling to the yard to look at the flowers and plants he planted. Ao Ling was always well-behaved in front of his elders, and he was very pleased with them. Fu Xingtu, his grandson, couldn't talk to him.

Grandma made a big table of delicious food, but Ao Ling ate and drank without being polite at all. The more he ate, the more proof grandma's craftsmanship was, and the happier the old man was, smiling from ear to ear.

Even the big orange cat that has been raised at home for many years likes Ao Ling very much. Since he entered the door, he has been following him, rubbing against his feet, touching porcelain and rolling.

Fu Xingtu was surprised, except for himself, no matter if it was the old man or the old lady, or that big fat orange, he had never seen them be so warm to anyone.

At night, Fu Xingtu said that he was leaving, and his grandparents were reluctant to part with Ao Ling, and even more so with their precious grandson.

Grandma took Ao Ling's hand and said, "Fu Xingtu has never brought friends to the house when he was so old. You are the first one. You must be very good friends. You must come to the house often in the future."

What Ao Ling thinks is that Fu Xingtu's mouth is too disgusting, no one wants to be friends with him, and he is forced to be his apprentice for more than a year, and now he wants to be his senior brother.

Qi Yi came home on the last day of the holiday, and Liang Fan came back with him, both of them were tanned and thin, a large area on the back of Qi Yi's neck was even sunburned and began to peel.

Ao Ling looked at the two of them very puzzled: "Why did you go behind my back?"

Liang Fan said: "Of course I have to carry you behind my back, lest you ruin my good deeds."

"Hmph!" Little Dragon Cub was very angry, "Senior Brother Liang Fan, you have changed."

Liang Fan touched his face, he probably hadn't shaved for several days, and he looked very sloppy: "You've become handsome, don't you, especially masculine."

Fu Xingtu showed a very disgusted expression: "I thought you just came back from Syria."

Liang Fan stroked the stubble on his chin, and finally revealed the whereabouts of the two of them this week: "We took a quick trip to cleanse our souls."

He opened the photo album on his mobile phone and showed Ao Ling the photos of them in Tibet, including the Potala Palace, Jokhang Temple, Namtso, Gang Rinpoche and even the Everest camp.

Ao Ling was amazed by the blue sky and white clouds, the holy mountain and the holy lake, but found one of the unusual photos.

This photo is obviously a selfie. The two seem to be on a boat, wearing life jackets, and there are other tourists sitting next to them.

Qi Yi huddled into a ball and was held in Liang Fan's arms. His face was a little red, and he closed his eyes tightly, looking very uncomfortable.

But what puzzled Ao Ling the most was that Liang Fan's lips were pressed against Qi Yi's forehead at the moment the photo was taken, which seemed a bit too intimate among the teammates.

Liang Fan quickly scratched the photo away, and explained without a word: "He had a little altitude sickness at the time, and it scared me to death."

Ao Ling was even more puzzled, they went to M city for altitude training every year, how could Qi Yi have altitude sickness? ? ?

Brother Liang Fan is a big liar! ! !

After the holiday, several people returned to the team early the next morning to start training.

Because of the preparation for the National Games in December, the provincial sports school suddenly had a lot of people, not only the swimming team, but also other sports.Not only the youth group, but also athletes from the Paralympic Games were together. It was so lively that the dormitory building was almost full.

Ao Ling looked at the young players promoted from various city sports schools, jumping into the water one by one like dumplings. Shen Xingguo left a swimming lane for them, and seven or eight of them squeezed together for training.

Others can just practice like this, but Ao Ling and the others can't. After all, these five people are full-fledged members of the national swimming team, so they have to ensure that they have good training conditions.

Therefore, Shen Xingguo could only arrange for them to stagger the training time with the small players, and try to ensure that they have a good environment.

Ao Ling sometimes finds it very interesting to watch other team members train by the pool, especially those athletes who participated in the Paralympic Games. Some of them lost their arms, some lost their legs, some could not see or hear, But miraculously, they swim no worse than others.

Ao Ling can't help but give them some help from time to time, mainly in terms of technology, hoping that they can improve.After going back and forth, everyone became familiar with him, and he had a little understanding of the Paralympic Games.

In fact, whether it is the National Games and National Championships in China, or major competitions such as the Olympics and World Championships abroad, after their games are over, there will be competitions for the disabled.

According to different types of disabilities, they will be divided into very complicated levels. Each level can only compete with athletes of the same level, so their number of gold medals will be much more.

The more you know about them, the more Ao Ling admires them. Although they have physical defects, their will is firmer than anyone else.

Ao Ling gave them some technical guidance to help them improve their performance, and he also got encouragement from them, so he trained even harder, and the phased goals Shen Xingguo set for him were also achieved smoothly.

His grades are steadily improving, and Fu Xingtu's progress is also obvious. The two usually not only care about their own training, but also pay attention to each other's training.

I will put forward my opinions to the other party without reservation, and will also consider the suggestions given by the other party.

Fu Xingtu found that Ao Ling's progress was not only in terms of grades, but also in terms of mind.

In the past, he thought that this kid was a fool who could only cook. If you told him what to do, he would do it, and he rarely had any ideas of his own.

I don't know when he started to think, ponder, study game videos, and search for some cutting-edge technological innovations on the Internet.

He will even practice, observe, discuss with himself during training, and then improve.

The last two people have to admit the fact that the Americans are indeed much more advanced than them in swimming. They have only started using the technology a few years ago, but they have only started to get in touch with it in the past one or two years, and now they may have a new attempt , and they don't know it.

Such a gap cannot be caught up overnight, but requires the efforts of several generations, and even some changes in the sports system.

After entering November, the training began to become more intense. The weather turned cold and the training intensity was high. Many athletes suffered from injuries of varying degrees.

Ao Ling was originally the most precious athlete of the entire provincial swimming team, and he had always had an old injury on his left shoulder, so Shen Xingguo paid special attention to it, and asked him to go to the team doctor every few days.

That night, Ao Ling and Fu Xingtu were training in the gym. His muscles are getting more and more developed now, and his whole figure presents a standard inverted triangle outline.

The operation brother often comes to shoot videos of their training, and even made a special trip to wait until the end of the training to shoot close-ups of Ao Ling, especially the tightened waistline and narrow buttocks, because fans like to watch them.

Ao Ling got off the back muscle comprehensive training equipment, his T-shirt was already soaked, the window facing him was open, and the late autumn evening wind blew in, causing him to sneeze several times.

Fu Xingtu was bench-pressing a barbell when he suddenly sat up and looked at him: "Go back and take a hot bath first, don't catch a cold."

Ao Ling wiped his sweat with a towel, and looked at the time, it was only 08:30, but he was really not feeling well, he sneezed a few times, and his nose flowed out.

He nodded, got up and walked out, he was already out of the gate, and he didn't hear Fu Xingtu call him.

In the ten-degree weather, he just walked back to the dormitory from the gym wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Not to mention late autumn, even in severe winter, he didn't feel cold when he went running in the playground wearing short-sleeved shorts.It was a bit different tonight. The sweaty T-shirt was stuck to his body, and when the wind blew it, he shivered unconsciously.

Ao Ling touched her arm, then quickened her pace and walked towards the dormitory building.

After entering the dormitory building, I felt the trembling feeling better when there was no wind. I ran upstairs in two or three steps, and was about to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes. I was about to open the door and enter, but there was a quarrel inside.

It was Qi Yi and Liang Fan, not the usual quarrel, but two people who were really arguing.

Liang Fan: "You have already decided, have you got to go?"

Ao Ling put his hand on the door lock, but he never pushed it down.

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