[Short track speed skating] From academic master to Winter Olympic champion

After the training ended the next day, Gu Ran found Cheng Sen and mentioned the matter to him: "Director Cheng, Director Cheng!"

Cheng Sen is reprimanding Chi Lang, scolding him for training without brains, and asking him to do the action just now a hundred times.

Chi Lang began to practice without saying a word, and Cheng Sen stood on the ice with his hands behind his back, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Gu Ran felt that the strap of the stopwatch in his hand was like a small leather whip, which might hit Chi Lang at any time.

"What's the matter, tell me!"

Gu Ran immediately leaned over: "That... I just want to ask, do you still remember Lin Jiaxi?"

"Lin Jiaxi?" Cheng Sen turned back, "Who is it?"

Gu Ran said "tsk": "It's the Chinese kid from the Canadian team, Garcia·Lin."

"Oh!" Cheng Sen suddenly realized, "I remembered. Usually, his name is a string of letters, but when I heard the Chinese name unexpectedly, I really didn't realize it. What's wrong with him?"

Gu Ran said: "He wants to come to China to compete, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay!" Cheng Sen readily agreed, "But there will be Shanghai Super Cup in September, and he can represent Canada in the competition."

Gu Ran took a deep breath: "That's not what I mean, I mean, he wants to be a Chinese, to represent the Chinese team in competitions."

Cheng Sen was taken aback: "Naturalized team?"

"That's right!" Gu Ran nodded sharply: "That's what it means."

Cheng Sen thought for a while: "He has participated in all six World Cups, and the best result will be the final."

Gu Ran said: "Shouldn't you be looking at his potential?"

"Potential?" Cheng Sen showed a pondering expression, "It's not bad, but it's also 1500 meters, he's not as good as Gao Ziyi."

Gu Ran immediately retorted: "But apart from Senior Brother Xiao Gao, we don't have any competitive long-distance players now. I think Jiaxi is pretty good. Think about it."

Cheng Sen glanced at him with a half-smile: "Isn't this intended to train you?"

Gu Ran stretched out three fingers in front of him: "But each team can apply for three athletes for one event."

"Don't tilt your shoulders when you retract your legs!" Cheng Sen suddenly turned his head and roared, making Chi Lang tremble in fright.

Gu Ran leaned over and bumped Cheng Sen with his shoulder: "Director Cheng, think about the change of appearance. Three five-star red flags were raised at the award ceremony at the same time. Do you feel the excitement in your blood?"

Cheng Sen snorted softly: "I feel a little itchy."

"Huh?" Gu Ran felt a dangerous aura, and the next second the strap of the stopwatch in Cheng Sen's hand was on his ass.

Gu Ran quickly backed away for several meters, and shouted: "My injury is not healed yet!"

Cheng Sen waved at him, and Gu Ran slid over again: "I think what you said makes sense. But I can't decide this matter."

Gu Ran raised her eyes and looked at him: "Then who can be the master, Director Song?"

Cheng Sen said, "Of course it's him."

This is quite euphemistic, but Gu Ran is as smart as a child, and understood his meaning in seconds.So he leaned over again: "He told me that next month's World Championships, if he can get No.3, he will officially put this matter on the agenda."

"Do you think the No.3 result in the World Championships is acceptable?"

Cheng Sen thought for a moment: "Let's talk about it after we get it."

Gu Ran laughed as soon as he heard it. Although Director Cheng didn't say it so harshly, his attitude showed that there was something to be said for it.

He gleefully slid past Chi Lang, and even slapped him on the buttocks: "Put the butt up a little higher, so that it can take up space!"

Chi Lang was so angry that he wished he could hit him on the ground: "You're the only one with the upturned butt, and you're the only one who will occupy the seat!"

Gu Ran twisted in front of him, turned her head and said with a smile: "You continue to be punished, I'm going to eat."

Chi Lang: "..."

On March [-]st, when school officially started, Gu Ran went to the school to report.Just like in the provincial capital, even in Beijing, Gu Ran is still a famous figure in the school.

The middle school he attended was just a very ordinary school. Most of the students had mediocre academic performance and there was no shortage of sports students. They had all kinds of sports, so Gu Ran didn't seem so outstanding.

In addition, he was not old enough to participate in the competition last semester, so he spent a lot of time in school.The students' impression of him is probably that he is a sports student who can take the first place in the whole grade, that's all.

However, on the first day of this semester, Gu Ran obviously felt different.As soon as he walked into the campus, the familiar atmosphere of the previous school came back.

Everyone looked at him from time to time, the girls smiled and whispered to each other, and turned their heads away as soon as they met his eyes.

A boy he knew came over to say hello to him: "Hey, Gu Ran! The world champion, you really give our school a face."

"That's right, we all watched your interview, this is a relief."

"If the South Korean team's hands and feet are not clean, you can push them back, don't be polite to them."

"Yes! We Chinese athletes can't suffer from this."

"..."

The students were so enthusiastic, Gu Ran could only nod and thank her.

A boy came over and took his shoulders very familiarly: "I am also a sports student, and our training venue is not far from you."

Gu Ran looked sideways, the other party was about the same age as him, tall and handsome, he looked like a sports student.He asked, "Then what sport do you practice?"

"I practice fencing."

This is a field that Gu Ran has never touched, but he is very interested: "Do you have several types of fencing?"

The man nodded: "Yes, foil, saber and epee."

Gu Ran asked again: "Then what do you practice?"

"I practice epee, the rule is that the whole body is effective, only stabbing, no priority, I think it is the closest to actual combat."

When he talked about his profession, he was in high spirits and seemed very confident.Gu Ran heard it very interestingly: "It's very interesting, I want to try it if I have the chance."

The other party said with a smile: "I think skating is also very interesting, especially your short track speed skating, which is quite similar to our fencing, and you pay attention to timing."

Gu Ran thought for a while: "It seems to be so interesting."

While talking, the two just walked up to the teaching building, and the man stopped in a classroom around the corner: "I'm here."

Gu Ran looked up and saw that Class 8 ([-]) was a parallel class.

The man shrugged: "Unfortunately, I am also a sports student, and my grades are far inferior to yours. You were the first in your grade last semester."

Gu Ran waved her hand and said modestly, "Oh, I'm just learning casually, I'm usually busy with training."

"Just...just learn..." The man repeated his words with a narrow smile.

Gu Ran also realized that this was not modesty, but a bit of Versailles.So he shrugged his shoulders: "Well, I admit, I am actually very good at rolling. Every day besides training is studying."

The man took out his mobile phone: "You are very interesting, add a friend, come to our fencing gym when you are free, and I will teach you fencing."

Gu Ran clicked on WeChat and added a friend with the other party, but she didn't know the name of the other party: "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Qi Siyuan."

"Okay! I'll play with you when I have time."

Gu Ran waved her hand and walked to the other side of the corridor, her own classroom.

On the morning of the first day of school, surrounded by his classmates, he spent chatting and organizing books.Some of the students asked him for advice on skating skills, some asked him for advice on learning methods, and some asked him: "Do all of you who practice skating have a buttocks?"

Gu Ran thought for a while: "It's about the same, because we have to poke our buttocks every day. After years of practice, it's hard not to think about it."

The students joked with each other: "Hurry up, find an ice skating rink to practice on the weekend!"

When school was over at noon, many private cars were parked in front of the school, all of them were parents who came to pick up their children.

The athlete's apartment is diagonally opposite. Gu Ran was about to cross the road when a Honda next to him suddenly honked its horn. Gu Ran looked back and saw someone getting out of that car.

When he saw that person, he laughed, put his schoolbag on his shoulder, and walked over casually: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Gu? Long time no see."

Gu Changfeng nodded his chin at him: "President Gu, long time no see."

Gu Ran said, "Are you here to pick up your son?"

Gu Changfeng waved his hand: "No, I'm here on a business trip."

Gu Ran was taken aback, turned around and left. Before leaving, he still waved to his father: "Then I won't bother you."

Before his legs could go out, his father hooked his shoulders and dragged him back, "You brat, you've grown a lot taller."

"That must be!" Gu Ran gestured, "Now at 180 centimeters, it's not much shorter than you."

Gu Changfeng patted him on the head: "Even my father didn't call out."

Gu Ran turned her head to avoid his hand, and shouted loudly: "Dad! Dad!"

Gu Changfeng opened the car door and let him get in: "Father will take you to dinner."

Gu Ran closed the car door again: "Let me take you to dinner."

The two of them crossed the road and crossed a side road to the athlete's apartment.Gu Ran took his father straight into the cafeteria on the first floor, ran into Xu Qing, and asked, "Director Xu, can I take my family to dinner?"

Gu Changfeng quickly grabbed his son, greeted Xu Qing with a smile, and cared about Gu Ran's recent situation.

Seeing that the two of them were chatting, Gu Ran went to make a meal first, and when he brought the meal back, Xu Qing just left.

The father and son had lunch casually. Gu Changfeng looked at his son, how rare it was, it was really his own: "I heard from Director Xu that you did well in this competition."

Gu Ran smiled and said, "I can't say it's good, it should be quite good."

Gu Changfeng couldn't help but pat him on the head again: "You can't be more modest."

Gu Ran gnawed several pieces of ribs in one breath: "Why am I being polite in front of my dad?" He pushed a small bowl over, "Try this quickly, mouthwatering chicken, the signature of the chef in our cafeteria craft."

Gu Changfeng went out to socialize. He had never eaten in any high-end hotel, and he was not interested in the chef's craftsmanship in their cafeteria. He just wanted to see his precious son more, pay more attention to his life, training and study, and go back to have a good time with his wife. .

After lunch, the father and son went back to Gu Ran's room upstairs.Gu Changfeng said: "You will be in your third year of high school in September. I heard that the school you are studying at now is very average. How about I think of a way to transfer you to a better school."

Gu Ran was packing her schoolbag, and she refused casually: "This school is close, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk. I usually don't have much time to go to school, so it's good."

"Isn't Dad afraid of delaying your study?"

Gu Ran had an idea: "Why don't you find a reliable training institution and buy me some online courses."

Gu Changfeng was surprised and said: "You are training and going to school, and you have to go abroad for competitions from time to time. Don't you want to take a break when you have some time on your own? Still have the energy to take online classes?"

Gu Ran looked at his father in surprise: "Do you know what the test scores of the key middle school candidates are like? Get up at five o'clock and go to bed at one o'clock in the morning. I can't wait to split the day into 48 hours, and you let me rest. "

Gu Changfeng was really scared of him: "All right, all right, I'll finish my work tomorrow morning, and I'll look for it for you in the afternoon."

Gu Ran smiled and said, "I really came here on a business trip."

"if not?"

He asked casually again: "What are you busy with?"

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "You never cared about Dad's work before."

Gu Ran said, "Aren't I concerned about my billions in the future?"

Gu Changfeng stretched out his index finger and waved it in front of his son's eyes: "Mr. Gu, you are neither a shareholder nor a member of the board of directors of the company, so don't inquire about the company's secrets."

Gu Ran curled her lips: "Returning commercial secrets, is that an exaggeration?"

"Of course! This is a patented technology, world-leading."

Gu Ran gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

Gu Changfeng suddenly remembered something: "I heard from your director Xu that you were injured during the game. Let me see where it is."

"Eh..." Gu Ran talked about him from left to right, "Are you off work this afternoon?"

"Yes, I just asked the driver to pick me up in an hour, almost soon."

Gu Ran stood up and planned to see off the guest: "Then I'll go down with you and wait."

"No hurry," Gu Changfeng waved his hand, "I have to figure out your injury first, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to you if your mother asks."

Gu Ran sighed, his mother was the absolute leader of their family, and he and his father had to obey unconditionally.

Gu Ran had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's nothing, I just fell during the competition."

Gu Changfeng asked again: "Where did you fall?"

Gu Ran faltered: "Ass."

"what?"

"butt!"

Gu Changfeng almost died of laughter from his son, he put his arm around his shoulder and squeezed it: "Then don't watch it, it's not convenient hahaha."

Gu Ran hurriedly pushed his father out of the door: "Hurry up, your driver is still waiting."

Gu Changfeng said: "No hurry. You don't need to look at your butt, show your medal to Dad."

Gu Ran turned around and took out an iron box from the bottom of the cabinet - the mooncakes distributed by the team during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.He ate the mooncakes, and used the box to store sundries: "Take it, the gold medal, silver medal and certificate are all in it, you can take it all back."

Gu Changfeng opened it and took a look: "Isn't there an empty room on the first floor of our house? Renovate it and make it a showroom for you."

Gu Ran snorted disdainfully: "Vanity."

Gu Changfeng pinched his face: "Your idol, that Portuguese star, he even built a museum for himself."

"Can I compare with him?"

Gu Changfeng asked: "Does he have the World Cup?"

Gu Ran thought for a while and said, "It seems not."

"But you have."

Gu Ran was laughed angrily by his father: "Can it be the same?"

Gu Changfeng held the mooncake box in one hand, and put his arm around his son's shoulders: "In Dad's heart, you are the best and unique in the world."

Gu Ran sent his father to the gate, and the driver was already waiting there.

How surprised I was when we met just now, how reluctant I am now.But he is still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy after all, and he is too embarrassed to be too tired of his father.

He sent Gu Changfeng into the car, watched the car drive out and turn at the end of the path, until it was completely out of sight, then turned and walked back.

Walking into the garden, I happened to meet Chi Lang.The other party was squatting on the edge of the flower bed, holding the phone in his hand, and it seemed that he had just hung up the phone.

When Gu Ran walked up to him, Chi Lang raised his head to look at him: "You have a really good relationship with your father."

Gu Ran nodded: "That must be good, he is both the benefactor and the father."

Chi Lang shook his phone: "My mom is complaining to me again, and my dad won't be home for ten days and a half months."

"Ah?" Seeing his helplessness, Gu Ran showed a bit of sympathy in his eyes, and sat beside him with an expression of "I understand you": "There is no way for this kind of thing, after all, people like my family now There are not many good men like this. My mother often gossips about their business friends, who left again, who found a mistress again, and who gave birth to an illegitimate child..."

Chi Lang turned his head and looked at him with a frown: "Gu Xiaoran, you are so clever."

Gu Ran covered her mouth in astonishment: "I can't really be right..."

Chi Lang gave him a supercilious look: "My dad is a criminal police officer. He recently encountered a difficult case, and he is in the bureau for food and lodging."

After speaking, he jumped off the flower bed, turned around and left.

"Wow!" Gu Ran chased after him in three or two steps, and jumped onto his back: "Our dad is so cool!"

Chi Lang annoyed him to death. He twisted his waist and tried to shake him off his back, but he couldn't shake him no matter what. He could only walk to the apartment building with his back on his back: "It's even cooler when he whips me with a belt."

"Eh..." Gu Ran thought for a while, "No wonder!"

Chi Lang asked: "No wonder what?"

Gu Ran smiled and said, "No wonder, no matter how Director Cheng scolds you, you just don't change."

"And~" Chi Lang snorted disdainfully, "Compared with my father, Director Cheng is much gentler..."

He suddenly reacted: "Who do you say just won't change?"

"Speaking of you, I saw you didn't change the problems Director Xu pointed out to you a few days ago."

"Alas..." Chi Lang sighed helplessly, "How can it be so easy to change the habits formed when I was young?"

Gu Ran patted his chest twice: "If you don't change now, it will be even more difficult to change in the future." He thought about it again, Chi Lang's change from the national youth team to the national team, "One thing to say, actually you There is still progress.”

"Nonsense!" Chi Lang walked all the way with him on his back, breathless, "If I didn't make any progress, I would have been sent back to the provincial team by Director Cheng."

Gu Ran patted him on the shoulder and jumped off his back: "The afternoon training is over, I will practice with you."

This time it was Chi Lang's turn to jump on his back: "Gu Xiaoran! I knew you wouldn't abandon me, just like a math problem, if you don't know, you won't!"

He is much heavier than Gu Ran's weight, and now Gu Ran is carrying him up the stairs, back to the second floor, almost exhausted: "Can you lose weight?"

Chi Lang argued, "I'm not fat."

Gu Ran said, "But you are very heavy."

"I'm only 8% body fat."

At this time, the figure skating director Zhang came down from the third floor and saw Gu Ran carrying Chi Lang on his back. He was surprised and said, "Hey, is this some new physical training method?"

Gu Ran often went to the figure skating next door after training to steal a lesson. She had a good relationship with this coach Zhang, and said with a smile, "Are we kidding?"

Director Zhang looked at him and clicked twice: "A kid like you should practice quadruples and then triples. How can you do physical work?"

Those two people were dizzy by him for three weeks, four weeks and then three weeks. Chi Lang hugged Gu Ran's neck tightly, and looked at Director Zhang vigilantly: "Don't make up his mind, he won't abandon the short path To practice figure skating is like chemistry, if you don’t know it, you won’t!”

Director Zhang cheerfully walked away from them: "Today's children, it's so interesting to use a metaphor."

Gu Ran asked Chi Lang: "You don't know mathematics, and you don't know chemistry, so what do you know?"

Chi Lang thought for a while: "I don't know anything."

Gu Ran sincerely gave him a comment: "Illiterate."