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

Hearing that he was going to speak, everyone took a deep breath, knowing that his good words were reserved for Province R, and no matter what the results of other teams were, they would be more or less connoted by him.

No one likes him, except the leader, but the leader really values ​​him, because he knows how to figure out what the leader is thinking, and he also knows the leader's thinking best.

"First of all, our overall results in this World Championship are not bad, especially the young female players Han Xinyan and Zeng Xiaojie, and the performance of the young players is also remarkable. We still need to work hard after returning. But..."

After a few innocuous summaries, he immediately changed the topic: "Some of our players' performances in this competition fell short of standards, which is very disappointing."

"Originally we had a great advantage in the short-distance events, and we also had a great hope of winning the relay race, because of one player—I won't name names here, everyone knows it, because of him Individual poor performance cost us several gold medals we should have won."

"I have been repeatedly emphasizing with you that no matter how great your ability is, you should not be too ambitious, and don't get carried away with a little achievement. You don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. This will only harm you. There are so many masters, look at the level of swimming in European and American countries, and then look at you, you have practiced enough, don’t think that you have won a few championships in domestic competitions and feel that you are invincible.”

Although there was no roll call, everyone present could tell that he was talking about Ao Ling.

Ao Ling sat in the corner, in front of him was Fu Xingtu's huge body, which blocked him tightly. From the beginning of the summary meeting, he lowered his head and concentrated on playing with the zipper of his sportswear.

Yang Bin was still there and said endlessly: "We are a collective, and the collective is to have a sense of collective honor. When you come here, you first fight for the country and win glory for the motherland and the people, and then your personal honor. You must always engrave the national flag on your chest in your mind, don’t always feel that you have some achievements and specialize, you can disobey the organization’s arrangements..."

"Is there anything else?" Before Yang Bin finished speaking, Fu Xingtu stood up suddenly: "I'm tired, and I'm going to go back to sleep."

As soon as he stood up like this, everyone's eyes were focused on him alone.

Fu Xingtu, he used to be the baby lump in the eyes of the leaders of the swimming center. When he first came back, although because of Ao Ling, the leaders didn't pay much attention to him.

But this time in the World Championships, he squeezed out Qin Xiao's personal places in the 100-meter freestyle and 50-meter freestyle, making the latter only have one relay.

Now at the World Championships, in the 100-meter freestyle, he beat Ao Ling, American Adrian Davis and famous players from all over the world to win the championship.

Later, in the two medley relay events, Shen Xingguo decisively used him to replace Ao Ling, who was in poor condition, and helped the Chinese team win a precious gold medal in the men's and women's medley relay and a silver medal in the men's medley relay.

Now, his status in the hearts of the leaders is naturally rising again. Fu Xingtu is Fu Xingtu. Even if he falls and is underestimated, he is still the king when he returns to everyone.

Hearing Fu Xingtu's words, Shen Xingguo stood up as if he had just woken up from a big dream: "Tomorrow morning, the plane returns to China. Everyone is tired after so many days of competition. I think we should go back and rest first."

Dozens of athletes nodded and said that they were really tired and wanted to go back to the room to rest quickly. Director Yang’s speech was like Mrs. Wang’s foot wrap. It was really smelly and long. That's all.

Song Weihua nodded: "Then everyone, go back and rest first."

Ao Ling returned to the room, and immediately got into the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a bath for more than half an hour, it was almost eleven o'clock when she came out.

Fu Xingtu ran to Qi Yi's room next door and took a shower. At this time, he had already changed and was sitting on the bedside looking at his phone.

Ao Ling said goodnight to Fu Xingtu, then went back to her bed and lay down.

Fu Xingtu stared at his back for a while, seeing him lying there motionless, with his back facing him.I don't know if he doesn't want to talk to himself, or if he is really sleepy.

He sighed inwardly, turned off the bedside lamp and prepared to sleep.

Ao Ling didn't sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep either. He just didn't want to stare at Fu Xingtu, and didn't know what to talk about. In order to avoid embarrassment, he lay down and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

In the dark, he pricked up his ears and listened, but he didn't hear anything, so he carefully took out his mobile phone and pulled the quilt over his head.

He hasn't opened any social software for a long time, and he doesn't even want to open news and browsers.

He knew that many people would come out to scold him online, just as many people liked him, there were also many people in this world who didn't like him that much.

Sure enough, when he clicked on Weibo, his name appeared on the top of the trending searches again. Apart from his name, there were also the results of various projects that concerned him.

Ao Ling clicked on the entry. Some people said that he was really disappointing. Some said that he did not train well to follow other people’s commercials. It's hard to expect him to win in the Olympics if this continues...

A fan below defended him: "Ao Ling has only shot one advertisement so far, and attended two or three events. It was a sponsor of the National Swimming Team. The advertisement was also filmed by several athletes. The team leader and the coach took them there. Aren’t these what the national team asked the players to do, and he didn’t accept any endorsements or commercial performances in private, so why do you say that about him?”

"Also, who said that he would lose the chain as soon as he came to the international competition, and the Asian Games have only passed a year, who won the seven gold medals, if there is no Ao Ling, we can do as many gold medals in the major event of swimming Ever been to Japan?"

"Which athlete can guarantee that he will not lose for the rest of his life, can Fu Xingtu do it? Can Fan Yuhao do it? Can American Davis do it?"

"In an athlete's career spanning more than ten years, there are times when he is in good form and times when he is in bad form. Why should we criticize a 17-year-old kid and require him to be in every game? Everyone has to win."

"The year before the god-making movement became popular, first a group of people erected a statue for you, and then completely destroyed it like a carnival, regardless of whether you just started your career at the age of 17 or a hero who has already won the Olympic championship. Ao Ling is not the first one, and it won't be the last."

"..."

Ao Ling was about to scroll down to see if there were any other wonderful comments.

Suddenly a hand lifted his quilt and covered his eyes: "Don't look."

Fu Xingtu took the phone from his hand and put the screen on the bedside table: "If you can't sleep, we can chat."

Ao Ling pulled his hands off his face, the bedside lamp was still dim, only illuminating a small area around them.

Fu Xingtu sat cross-legged beside his bed, and Ao Ling leaned against the head of the bed.

"Did I disappoint you?"

"Are you mad at me?"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and asked what they had been holding back in their hearts for the past two days, but they didn't find a chance to ask.

Fu Xingtu smiled and patted his head: "I will never disappoint you."

"forever?"

"Yes, even if you can't win the championship, or even make it to the final."

Ao Ling put her arms around her knees and put her head on her arms: "I don't know what's wrong, I just feel very tired, my body and my heart are heavy, when I stand on the starting platform, I feel that my reaction is more than usual. Much slower."

Fu Xingtu moved his hand to the back of his head, and gently rubbed it twice: "You are under too much pressure."

"I'm really tired. I fly to different countries and cities every month. Every day is a task of nearly 5000 meters. I have to train so many events. Those media and netizens said that I won the gold medal. They like me, they scold me if they can't get it, and I don't want to lose, but when I get into the water, my body doesn't seem to obey my orders, the more I want to control it, the more I can't control it."

After speaking, his voice gradually lowered, and the ending even trembled a little, and his face was buried in his arms.

Fu Xingtu's heart was broken when he heard it. When was this little guy happy and heartless? Even if he lost the game a few times before, he had never been so lost and confused.

This time, he was overwhelmed by physical fatigue and heavy psychological burden. After all, he was only 17 years old. Although he looked like an adult, he was still a half-grown child in his heart. He had never been in contact with society. The circle is only the brothers and sisters around, and they don't know what it means to be sinister.

Fu Xingtu patted his head again, put his other hand on his back, and let him lean on his shoulder: "Don't worry about what those people on the Internet say, they are far away from your life, and many words are just like that. Let me just say it casually, don’t let those irresponsible remarks affect your mood and judgment, let’s take a good rest when we’re tired, and win the next game.”

Ao Ling's eyes rubbed back and forth on his T-shirt twice, Fu Xingtu immediately felt warm, the little guy really couldn't help crying, and he felt even worse.

Ao Ling put her head on his shoulder, but still refused to lift it up: "I had a dream last night, I jumped into the swimming pool, but I couldn't float up. In the end, everyone else has reached the side, but I haven't arrived yet. What do you say I'm ashamed, you don't want me anymore, let me train with Yang."

"Nonsense, I don't even want you anymore, can Yang Bin want you?"

Ao Ling burst into tears: "You really don't want me anymore."

Fu Xingtu caressed his back: "You are not my team member now, you are my senior brother, it doesn't matter if I want you or not."

"So, if you're still my coach, don't want me?"

"Of course...not." The child's weight rested heavily on Fu Xingtu's shoulders, but he didn't want to push him away at all. "Don't worry, I won't let you go."

When Fu Xingtu tilted his head, his face brushed against his soft and soft hair, and there was another heavy sigh from the bottom of his heart, but it was a pity that Ao Ling couldn't hear it.

"Can I sleep now?"

"Can't sleep, let me lean on for a while."

"Okay," Fu Xingtu changed his sitting position, and began to input values ​​into him again in the dead of night, "There is nothing to be afraid of failure. In competitive sports, no one can only win without losing. Calm down, we must not only have the ability to never give up If you want to win, you should have the courage to face failure, treat it as an exercise, sum up your experience, adjust your state, and come back next time.”

When Fu Xingtu was a coach, he was never a person who liked to preach. He only liked beating and corporal punishment. Anyone who disobeyed would be knocked twice with an A-shaped board, and then let them go back to the previous plan until he was satisfied.

Not only for the players, but also for himself, he didn't need to say anything from Shen Xingguo, he swam until he was satisfied, and sometimes he needed Shen Xingguo to persuade him to take a proper rest and pay attention to his body.

He probably used all his patience and preaching on Ao Ling alone. He was persuasive and tireless. He hoped that he could grow up in every setback. .

"There will be the Pan Pacific Swimming Championships next month. Don't be discouraged. I'll watch the video with you when I get back. Let's sum it up and win back."

"..."

He talked on his own for a long time, but he didn't get any response. When he looked down, Ao Ling had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

The eyelids are a little red and swollen, there are still wet tears on the eyelashes, and there is a circle of bruises under the eyes. It seems that I haven't slept well these days.

I don't know when Ao Ling fell asleep, but he was already fast asleep, and the saliva trickled down the corner of his mouth, dripping all over his clothes.

Fu Xingtu could only lay him flat on the pillow, pulled the quilt over him, took off his T-shirt and threw it aside, and didn't bother to find another one to put on, so he just lay down on his bed with his upper body naked and fell asleep.

After the World Championships, they returned to the national team's training base in H City, and then they will start preparing for the Pan-Pacific Championships next month.

Liang Fan and Qi Yi knew that the defeat in the World Championships had hit Ao Ling hard, so they stayed with him every night. He studied with him if he wanted to study, and played games with him if he wanted to play games. A senior brother dedicated his time just to make him happy.

Shen Fei's college entrance examination results came out, and just passed the first line, his teammates were envious, but he himself was not very satisfied, so he applied for a comprehensive university in the province, majoring in computer science, plus international elite athletes, and many There is almost no suspense about admission.

Ao Ling was also very happy for his senior brother, it was probably the happiest thing he had done these days, he laughed happily all day long, and kept asking Shen Fei what his college life was like, would he still be able to continue swimming?

Shen Fei finally saw a smile from his heart on his face, and he was relieved: "You will know what life in college is like in two years."

They will be in the second year of high school next semester, and they will also take the college entrance examination in two years.

Liang Fan was the first to express his opinion: "I don't want to take the college entrance examination, I want to concentrate on training, and I will go to school when I retire."

Qi Yi rolled his eyes at him: "That's all you have to offer."

Liang Fan spread out on the chair like a salted fish: "I train hard, and it's the same to try to win a medal in the Olympics. It's the same as studying hard."

"Have you trained hard?"

"Am I not working hard enough? I work for you every day..." Liang Fan spoke halfway, glanced at Shen Fei and Ao Ling next to him, and swallowed the second half of the sentence. Take a look at the sparkle on me?"

Qi Yi sneered: "What is shining on you?"

"I'm handsome."

"..."

Ao Ling has long been used to the fact that they can't live without talking to each other, but recently they always feel that the atmosphere between them is not right, but they can't tell what's wrong.

Shen Fei asked Ao Ling: "Which university does Xiao Qi want to go to in the future?"

Ao Ling thought for a while and said, "Medical University."

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