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When Duan Zhuo came ashore, Wang Ye handed him a bath towel. For the first time, instead of throwing it, he put it on Duan Zhuo's shoulders with a grin, and unscrewed a can of sports drink for him.

Duan Zhuo seemed to have seen a ghost, he took it in panic and thanked him.

"The turn just now was perfect, it was the most beautiful turn of all your turns."

Wang Ye seldom compliments people face to face, and usually uses descriptions such as "not bad", "not bad", "next time will be the same as this time". To hear the words "beautiful" and "perfect" from his mouth is really a not easy.

It was the first time for Duan Zhuo to hear such praise, so he felt very happy, but at the same time, the pressure also followed, and he didn't know if he could perform perfectly like this time when he turned around in the next round.

There was still water in his right ear, and it didn’t come out after pressing it several times. No matter what sound he heard, it was covered with a layer of water mist.

"Thank you." Duan Zhuo took it and raised his head. It was Xiao Kai, the first in the group in the last round.

"I haven't seen you before, freshman?"

Duan Zhuo nodded, and Xiao Kai said, "You are amazing."

"You are also very good." Duan Zhuo's words were not polite. Although he narrowly beat Xiao Kai in the preliminaries just now, the difference between their results was only 0.02 seconds, which was about the length of a small finger.

There is an element of luck in this extremely small gap. In the final, if he cannot swim such a result, he is likely to be surpassed by Xiao Kai.In addition, Duan Zhuo didn't know whether Xiao Kai had displayed his full strength, and he had already tried his best in the round just now.

"I just heard that the leaders were praising you." Xiao Kai said.

Duan Zhuo didn't know how to answer these words, he drank some water tactically, Wang Ye hooked him on the shoulder and patted, "Go over and say hello to the leader."

Duan Zhuo looked in the direction of the long table, several unsmiling people stared at him, just like Wang Ye saw him for the first time, exploring.

"I don't know them, how embarrassing." Duan Zhuo resisted, took another sip of water, and walked towards the locker room with his coat in his hand, trying to pass by, but Wang Ye grabbed the towel.

"I'll introduce you to you and you'll know each other."

So Jiang Sui, who was in the auditorium, saw a scene like New Year's greetings. Wang Ye pointed to a leader, and Duan Zhuo nodded. His facial nerves seemed to be damaged, and his smile was dry.

The leader asked a question, and he answered a question. Sometimes he scratched the back of his head, from the strands of hair to his toes, there was a naive look, but he was so cute as hell.

Jiang Sui looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

As a group of dark horses that got out halfway, Duan Zhuo was often pulled out for research. Apart from the leaders and coaches, he was also the focus of discussion among the audience.

Some say that he wins because of his long wingspan, some say that he has good looks, some say that he has hope to enter the national team, and of course some say that he is lucky, and the next round of finals may not be so good.

Jiang Sui can't predict whether Duan Zhuo will be able to stabilize this result in the next final, but he can be sure that Duan Zhuo's potential has not been fully opened, and his strength must be far beyond that.

After taking a shower, Duan Zhuo changed his clothes and came out. The people in the sports center arranged seats for the athletes, each with a plastic chair, in the front row, but Duan Zhuo didn't sit. Seeing Jiang Sui waving at him, he ran over.

"What did the coach tell you?"

"Let me add a breaststroke."

"Breaststroke?" Jiang Sui was taken aback. He remembered that there were other athletes participating in the breaststroke. "Why is it so sudden? Is anyone sick?"

Sitting next to Jiang Sui was a couple, the girl sat on her boyfriend's lap with great insight, and made room for Duan Zhuo, Duan Zhuo thanked him, sat down and said: "I'm not sick, just changed temporarily Change."

Among the several swimming styles, breaststroke is the most strenuous, and few people usually practice it. The overall results are not very good, far from freestyle.In this competition, Wang Ye arranged for Lin Yi, Song Qian, and Zhang Jiayan to swim in the breaststroke event. Among them, Zhang Jiayan also focused on the freestyle event, and the breaststroke event was forced, because there was really no talent.

But in the freestyle preliminaries just now, Zhang Jiayan only took the sixth place in the group. Wang Ye probably felt that he was not in good shape, so he discussed it and asked Duan Zhuo to take the top. Zhang Jiayan himself agreed.

"That's it..." Jiang Sui nodded. It is a good thing to gain the trust of the coach. He is sincerely happy for Duan Zhuo, but after looking at the competition schedule, the breaststroke preliminaries are scheduled for the first round in the afternoon, "Your physical fitness Can you recover?"

"Of course." Duan Zhuo leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows, "In fact, 10 minutes is enough for me."

It was really shameless, Jiang Sui smiled and poked him in the waist: "You are so awesome! Let's see if you can make it to the final."

The first poke was at the ribs, Duan Zhuo subconsciously blocked it, but failed, Jiang Sui quickly poked him again on the chest, hitting a sensitive part.

Duan Zhuo let out a soft "Ah", with one hand covering his chest, he turned his head and stared at Jiang Sui, as if he had been slighted.

Jiang Sui was skinny and shameless, and wanted to poke the other side, but Duan Zhuo grabbed his wrist, and took advantage of the trend, and clasped it on his thigh together, including the person and the arm.

Jiang Sui tried to break free, but he didn't break away. There was an extra force on his back, and he didn't need to look to know that it must be that bastard Cheng Ziyao.

Jiang Sui buried his whole face in Duan Zhuo's sweatpants. The fabric was very soft, but some places were wet. He probably put it on before he was completely dry after taking a shower.

"You're fat, you." Jiang Sui's skin rubbed against his trouser legs, and finally turned his head a little bit away, breathing in through one nostril, "Hurry up and let me go, or you will have a better night."

When he looked up, he realized that Cheng Ziyao was sitting upright and didn't join in at all.

Duan Zhuoxian's fingers fiddled with the cartilage on his ears, teasing him with great interest: "What do you want?"

"Trouble you in the middle of the night, lift your quilt, tickle you, if I don't sleep, you don't want to sleep."

Duan Zhuo smiled on his back.

After eating at noon and taking a short rest, Duan Zhuo followed Wang Ye and several athletes who were about to compete to the designated venue to warm up.

The swimming competition does not require any tactics, and there is not much to explain. Wang Ye just told them to keep their balance during the swimming process, don't be nervous, and don't rush to jump.

"Especially you, Duan Zhuo," Wang Ye looked at Duan Zhuo and said, "You always have to remember that when a game is over, no matter how good or bad your results are, you have to forget about it first, put aside distracting thoughts, and don't give yourself up. Too much pressure, or follow your own rhythm."

"I see."

"Well, you are a smart person, as long as you understand." Wang Ye raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "It's almost there, let's change clothes and enter the venue."

All the athletes in the team prepared replacement swimming trunks. Duan Zhuo had never thought that there would be a competition before, so he had no choice but to turn out the original pair again. Fortunately, the swimming trunks are made of light and thin material and are quick-drying. He took it to the place where the hair dryer was, and adjusted the hot air to blow it back and forth.

The locker room was only for the athletes, and no one else could come in. A few familiar classmates in the team changed their pants, said hello to him, and went out.

The entire locker room was empty except for the sound of the hair dryer.

After 5 minutes, the swimming trunks were dry. He took off his underwear, put them on again, and then took off the hooded sweater.Swimmers are used to wearing only a relatively waterproof thin jacket when they go out, because it is more convenient to change at the poolside.

The door of the closet was open, Duan Zhuo pulled out his coat and threw it on his body, but he didn't want to, a needle-like pain came from his right arm, he trembled from being stabbed, and subconsciously pinched it with the other hand to sting it The place.

He didn't feel anything, but immediately after, he felt similar tingling sensations on his back, shoulders, and shoulder blades, densely packed, as if countless hands holding needles were poking at his skin.

He was frightened and didn't know what was going on. His first reaction was to take off his clothes. During the process of taking off, he was stabbed in pain and gasped.

what happened?

There was nothing dirty in the clothes, but when he touched the skin that had just been pricked, it felt like a needle prick again.

"Damn." He couldn't help swearing.

This tingling sensation is not unfamiliar. When I was a child, I raised a pot of cactus at home. Its leaves were flat, without thorns, and some places looked fluffy. Although the adults told me not to touch it anyway, but Still unable to bear his curiosity, he stroked it lightly, and the result was the same as now.

His scalp tingled for a while, thinking it was impossible, no one would play such a silly prank, and walked to the nearest place to the incandescent lamp.

He raised his arms high and looked under the light, but he couldn't see anything except the tiny fluff on the skin, and when his fingers slid across the skin, the terrible needle-pricking sensation reappeared.

He was about to suffer from PTSD, and he didn't dare to touch anything. He tossed his clothes and laid them flat on the bench for inspection.

Coincidentally, the coat he was wearing today was off-white, so light that he couldn't see anything.

After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly calmed down and realized that someone should have done this on purpose. Who was it?Where did the cactus come from?Why on earth do you want to fix him like this?

With his head in a mess, he lowered his head and checked the trash can. There was only a new trash bag just replaced by the cleaning staff, and it was empty. The only potted plants that could be seen inside and outside the dressing room were pothos and tiger Piran.

Time passed by, and the preliminaries were getting closer and closer. He didn't have time to think about it. He immediately took off his pants and rinsed his whole body with warm water. He also applied a lot of foam, but the effect was not satisfactory. , that tingling feeling is still there.

The most terrible thing is that he doesn't know where those piercing things are. They seem to have entered the skin, and he is tortured so much that he is about to go crazy.

In the auditorium of the arena, there was still a lot of voices, and no one knew what happened in the locker room.

Cheng Ziyao chatted with a few classmates in the school, and they were passionately discussing who would win the top spot, ten yuan, and beat Song Qian in the school team.

Jiang Sui made a bold bet: "I'll bet on Ah Zhuo."

Cheng Ziyao carefully analyzed: "Didn't he come off the bench? He must not be as fierce as freestyle. I have never seen him breaststroke."

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows: "Can't I trust him unconditionally?"

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang, and it was Duan Zhuo calling.

You're all in the same gym, what are you doing on the phone?

With a stomach full of complaints, Jiang Sui connected the phone, and there was a clear sound of water flowing from Duan Zhuo's side.

"what's wrong?"

"Are you free now? Can you come to the locker room?"

I don't know what's wrong, but Duan Zhuo's voice sounded a little anxious. This is a situation that has never happened before. Even Jiang Sui became nervous. He got up and walked out, saying, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Come here first and help me."