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

"No, no, no," Ao Ling was in a hurry, how could others be punished for his own mistakes, "I swim by myself, but one day may not be enough..."

At this time, Qi Yi, who was silent next to him, suddenly tore off his earphones, picked up his backpack and stood up from the desk: "Isn't it just [-], the four of us are [-] each, and it can be done in an hour."

Shen Fei looked at the three of them as if they were idiots, how could Fu Xingtu let them add so many extra training plans at this time, he was obviously just making fun of them.

Sure enough, Fu Xingtu patted Ao Ling on the head, and said with a smile: "I owe [-] first, and I will make up after the game."

He glanced at the other three people in the dormitory again: "Retire tonight, don't make an example!"

Fu Xingtu gave Ao Ling a one-night vacation, but he had nothing to do, so he could only go back to his temporary dormitory upstairs to read, and picked up his phone before turning two pages.

Click on the shopping app, search for low-fat, low-calorie, low-salt healthy snacks, put them into the shopping cart, and pay in a unified manner.

Alas, it's not easy for Fu to teach. If you want to coax your child to train well every day, you have to prepare some delicious food for him. If it doesn't suit your taste, he will stop training you.

Ao Ling lay on the test paper, and sneezed loudly while half asleep, always feeling that someone was speaking ill of him behind his back.

Starting from Monday, the "U Series" Championship Organizing Committee will enter the registration stage, which lasts for [-] days. Each provincial team needs to log on to the official website to register and review athletes.

All the coaches completed the registration of their own teams in the first place, except for Fu Xingtu.

Seeing that the registration time had passed for several days, and he didn't seem in a hurry, the staff responsible for the unified registration urged him several times, but the specific list was still not submitted.

For this reason, the head coach Shen Xingguo specially called him to the office to inquire about this matter.

Fu Xingtu put the registration form in front of Shen Xingguo, and the latter picked it up and looked at it. The names, age groups, competition events, and best results of the players had been filled out on it, but at the end, there was one person who entered the competition. is empty.

Shen Xingguo glanced at the name, then raised his head to look at Fu Xingtu in surprise: "You don't want that child to participate in this competition, do you?"

"Let me tell you Fu Xingtu, we selected these people from various city sports schools, and we made a special trip for the 'U Series' championship that will start next month. Don't pick my bones, do you hear me?"

When Fu Xingtu was 5 years old, he was accidentally discovered by Shen Xingguo in kindergarten. He saw him as a good swimming material, and brought him to the provincial sports school. He has been training with him for more than ten years. After retiring, he joined the provincial team coaching staff. He works under his subordinates, and he treats him like a half-son.There is no scruple in speaking, what to say.

Fu Xingtu stood up, took away the big tea mug that was bottomed out in front of him, went to the water dispenser to make another cup, walked around the desk and put it in front of him: "What's the hurry, I haven't finished talking yet."

With Fu Xingtu's height, he sat on the edge of the desk with his buttocks, saving even his feet.

He turned the page of the form, and at the back was the list of registrations for various relay races, and the column for names was all blank.

There is a cicada hidden on the sycamore tree outside the window, and it is disturbing with its loud barking.

Shen Xingguo lost his expression, he knew that Fu Xingtu had deep meanings, but he couldn't figure out what he was planning for a while: "What do you mean?"

"It's not that he's not allowed to participate, I'm just thinking about what project to sign him up for."

沈兴国回忆了一下：“我记得那孩子主项是短距离自由泳，100米56秒多，再加个50米和4×100米自由泳接力。”

"Yes, I'm debating whether to report him as the main project." Fu Xingtu squinted his eyes and looked out the window. The summer sun just came in and cast a shadow on where he was standing. "Or, I'm wondering if I need to adjust his subject."

Shen Xingguo looked down at Ao Ling's information on the form again: "15 years and 3 months old, isn't it too late to change the main event at this age? Besides, the competition is coming up next month."

"Master," Fu Xingtu squinted his eyes halfway, and finally found Cicada hidden under the lush branches and leaves, "You used to always say that I understand swimming better than others, and I have also discovered it in the past few months. Sometimes I tell my players how to do it, correct their technical movements, most of the time they can't understand, even if they understand, it is difficult to complete, and it takes a lot of time to practice repeatedly to understand."

"However, in the past few weeks, I have found that Ao Ling is different. Sometimes I look at his expression and wonder if he understands what I am saying, but in the next training, he will be able to tell me right away. Made adjustments to the issues that were raised, and it was very spot on.”

He turned his head to look at Shen Xingguo: "Do you think it's strange?"

"It's quite strange." Shen Xingguo raised his eyelids and looked at him, smiling maliciously, "I told him at the city sports school that day, but you must have picked a lot of problems for him, how are you doing now? "

Fu Xingtu laughed loudly: "It's really sweet now. The shortcomings I pointed out do exist, but the speed of his improvement is beyond my imagination."

"Then what project are you going to sign up for him now?"

傅星图在办公桌上挪了挪屁股，找了个舒服的姿势坐正了，掰着手指头给他数：“50米自由泳、50米蝶泳、100米自由泳、100米蝶泳、200米混合泳、400米自由泳、4×50米自由泳接力、4×50米混合泳接力、4×100自由泳接力、4×100混合泳接力，最后还有个主项全能。”

The more Shen Xingguo listened, the more furrowed his brows became. After a rough calculation, there were a total of 10 points except for the last main item of all-around. After Fu Xingtu finished speaking, he reprimanded: "So many Do you think the project is reasonable?"

Fu Xingtu replied very seriously: "I have read the schedule, and there is no problem with the time."

Shen Xingguo gave him a white look: "It's not a matter of time! He is only 15 years old, and you also said that he has serious physical problems. Once you grab his eyebrows and beard, you are not afraid that you will end up with nothing."

"Grade is not important." Fu Xingtu argued.

"Do you dare to say that competitive sports results are not important?" Shen Xingguo slapped the table, "You are telling me again!"

"No, no, no," Fu Xingtu conceded for a second, helping his master to sit down, "I mean the 'U series' is just an amateur competition to select talents in the age group. To us, it is just training and it doesn't matter at all .”

"Our goal should be on the National Swimming Championships, next year's Spring Championships, and even the Asian Games."

"..."

Shen Xingguo pondered for a while and did not speak.

Fu Xingtu continued: "It's not easy for us to find a good seedling. Ao Ling is already 15 years old. I want to let him grow up the fastest in the shortest time. I can only hone his skills and mind through a lot of competitions."

Fu Xingtu is a very pure person. When he was an athlete, he only thought about how to polish his skills and improve his performance. When he became a coach, he still focused on studying and improving his skills and training his players.

The training cycle of an excellent athlete is very long, but the time to really achieve results is only a few years, and it takes more than ten years of accumulation before entering the peak period.

However, in Fu Xingtu's view, Ao Ling's previous sports school career was a waste of life.

However, as the head coach of the provincial team, Shen Xingguo has his own considerations. Fu Xingtu said that the "U series" competitions are not important, but the leaders of the Sports Bureau don't think so. For them, as long as it is a competition, how many medals they win KPIs.

With Shen Xingguo sitting in this position, it is impossible not to consider the opinion of the leader.

Seeing that his master was silent, Fu Xingtu continued, "I don't know how Ao Ling's coaches have trained him during the past few years in the city sports school, but I think he is like a piece of rough jade, and I can follow my own ideas. , and carve him into the most perfect form."

Shen Xingguo picked up his big tea mug and took a sip, frowning bitterly, "Little bastard, how much tea did you put in?"

Before his slap fell, Fu Xingtu dodged and hid on the other side of the table: "I saw that you were a little angry just now, so let me lower your fire."

Shen Xingguo put down his teacup, and sighed: "When you first entered the coaching staff, you chose three players, Shen Fei, Qi Yi, and Liang Fan. Others couldn't catch your eye. Let you be full of praise."

"I'm just like you, cherish talent."

Shen Xingguo snorted: "I heard that you are still training them every night, you should also pay attention to your body, do you hear me?"

Fu Xingtu walked out of the office impatiently: "Got it."

After walking two steps, he turned around again, and asked with a playful smile, "We've been chatting with me for so long, why don't you show concern for your son?"

"Aren't you my own son?" Shen Xingguo took a folder and threw it at him, "Get lost!"

Although Fu Xingtu and Shen Xingguo had already discussed which projects to report to Ao Ling, he still planned to ask Ao Ling for his own opinion.

He came to dormitory 403, and the other three people were there. By the way, he also showed them the registration form to check whether there were any mistakes or omissions in the items he reported.

The three have different main events. Shen Fei is all middle and long-distance freestyle. Liang Fan only has 50 meters and 100 meters backstroke at least, and Qi Yi has the most. He is a person who is very strict with himself. Quite deep, covering all competitions related to breaststroke.

"I go!"