Chapter VII Striving for Quotas
When he went to school for half a day, Yao Aijun didn't tell his grandmother. still goes home according to the routine of going out early and returning late, and soaks in the training pool of the Children's Palace almost every day. Naturally, the progress is much higher than that of the children in the interest class at the same time.
It happened to be a weekend, and after the morning class, Yao Aijun packed his schoolbag and rushed out of the school, leaving behind him with a jealous gaze.
Just a few steps out of the school gate, "Yao Aijun, you wait." A burst of footsteps rushed up, and as soon as his arm was put on him, it was Zhang Yang who went to the Children's Palace together.
"You're taking a day off for the afternoon?"
"Hehe, you thought you'd make a leave note." Although Zhang Yang is one grade taller than Yao Aijun, he is still half a head shorter. Hanging on the body, there is a feeling of a monkey spirit.
"Tsk, my brother is a tournament seed. Where did you get the leave slip? ”
"Don't be so strict, when I go today, I won't have a leave note. I told our teacher Li that I want to register today! Zhang Yang stuck out his tongue and suddenly came back to his senses, "What brother?" You're smaller than me, okay! But brother's statement is quite exciting, you all have to call me brother in the future! Did you hear that? ”
"(ˉ▽ ̄~)cut~~" Yao Aijun compared a gesture that would be common more than ten years later. Not surprisingly, it made a certain pretending classmate's eyes shine.
No way, my brother is always so fashion-leading.
Zhang Yang is practicing swimming, strictly speaking, it is also the swimming class of the Children's Palace, but the technical coach in charge is different. It was only later that I found out that I was in the same school as Yao Aijun, and my home was not far away, and the two people, who were also sports students, became good friends across grades.
Two people who didn't have to go to class in the afternoon went to the swimming pool early. The swimming pool was empty as if it were a chartered venue.
Yao Aijun was a person who had received food stamps for the national team in his previous life, and under the big brand of the Swimming Sports Management Center, he was more or less familiar with the training methods of the swimming team.
As a good friend, I naturally hope that my little friend can go to the next level. For example, now that the coach is not there, when practicing in private, Yao Aijun will also open a small stove for Zhang Yang. Intentionally or unintentionally, I mentioned one or two technical points.
"Don't say it, the last time you told me to adjust your breathing when you held water, it was really effective. Now I obviously won't be tired after a few laps! Zhang Yang was impatient with land training, and after warming up, he went into the water and swam 4*50 meters back and forth.
"That's," said Yao Aijun, standing on the shore and continuing his training on land. "How are you going to ask your coach for a leave note?"
Zhang Yang made a bitter face, stepped on the water and got up to sit on the shore and kick the water irritably: "Isn't August a championship?" I'm not like you, and now I'm a proud disciple of Wang Dacang. There are many people on the swimming team, and there are only 2 places in the preliminaries in the district. Our coach said that we will start doing points this weekend until the registration deadline. I think if I can swim to the front this week, I can kind of grind our coach to give me a leave of absence. ”
Looking at Zhang Yang's tangled appearance, Yao Aijun remembered himself in his previous life, and it seemed that he had never paid attention to the little friends around him.
Because he went too smoothly and because he went too fast, he ignored a lot and lost a lot.
From the city sports school to the provincial team to the national team, a team can hardly stay for a few years, and the once proud self will only say that it is because others can't keep up with their pace. However, the isolation and helplessness at the time of the accident seemed to appear in front of me again.
Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and that is because of his weak body. If it is a forest, how can you worry about gossip and slander?
These thoughts flashed in Yao Aijun's mind, and the words came out unconsciously when they came to his mouth.
"Do you want to practice with me? I'll give you a place in the preliminaries. ”
"Forget it, what do you know when you practice diving. You're just waiting for my brother to get on the podium. After spitting out the groove, Zhang Yang supported the edge of the pool with both hands and stroked, and jumped out of the pool.
Leaving Yao Aijun in place, pouting and continuing to do squat frog jumps. "Little brat, brother. What my brother wants to say is that at least you will be included in the junior competition, boy. ”