Licheng, Xiangyang Community.

Chen Lao was on the balcony recliner, holding tea in his hand in a daze.

Mrs. Chen looked at Chen Lao in a daze, took the teacup from his hand, and helped Chen Lao pour a cup of tea: "What, are you still thinking about the athletes' competitions?" ”

Chen Lao is actually not old, but he is just tortured by illness, and he looks a little old. Mrs. Chen, the wife of Mr. Chen, is not yet sixty years old and is a kind-looking old lady.

Chen Lao nodded slightly and did not speak.

Mrs. Chen knew that the pressure that Old Chen was facing, and the glory of the past did not mean that it was still going on now. Domestic sprinting, these ten years, is not satisfactory.

"Now it's the world of young people, isn't there a sixteen-year-old player from the provincial team..."

Mrs. Chen smiled and comforted her husband: "There is also Coach Xiao Zhang, you are always on your lips, and you are also a capable young man." Now that you're planning to cultivate, you're still so worried about what to do..."

Chen Lao was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "I can't let go... People are getting old, and when they are getting old, there are still too many regrets... Domestic sprinting, self began to connect with the world, Asia's first. It was also in my hands that I gradually derailed from the world, and I also lost the number one in Asia... I know I don't have a few years to live, and before I die, I want to watch the domestic sprint and rush out of Asia..."

No one understands that this sprinter who once equaled the world record, the kind of strong desire in his heart to watch the domestic sprint rush out of Asia, rush onto the world track, and achieve glory.

"It's going to be fine..."

Mrs. Chen sighed with emotion: "The economy is getting better and better, and the living conditions are getting better and better. Sports is also based on the economy, and our domestic sports shortcomings will gradually catch up with the world's top footsteps..."

"Jingle bell..."

The phone rang, and Mrs. Chen got up to answer the phone.

"Zhiyuan... Here, I'm calling him..."

Mrs. Chen hasn't called Chen Lao yet, Chen Lao has already gotten up and answered the phone: "Zhiyuan, at this time, the 100-meter race, the preliminaries have just begun..."

"You say... You say..."

Old Chen's breath became short: "10 seconds 10... 10 seconds 10... Wang Ben broke the national record? ”

The phone hung up, and Chen Lao stood in front of the phone speechless for a long time.

Suddenly, Old Chen got up and walked out.

Old Madam Chen was worried and hurriedly chased after her.

"What are you doing with me?"

Chen Lao was full of smiles, and at this moment he seemed to be a few years younger: "I went to the gymnasium to walk around... Sports is not a one-man effort, those little ones should also work hard..."

............

"Get down, there are still ten or so minutes, there should be enough time..."

When he came to the warm-up area, Zhang Ben ordered Luo Jiaquan to lie on the mat.

Luo Jiaquan was slightly stunned, this sentence was a little ambiguous... Wang Ben is still young, and he doesn't have so many fancy intestines as Luo Jiaquan, but Luo Jiaquan has a strange face.

"Smack..."

Zhang Ben slapped Luo Jiaquan on the back: "The mind is so dirty, time waits for no one..."

Luo Jiaquan lay on the mat at this time, and said in a weird manner: "Coach, you tap ......"

"How do I feel that this voice and expression are weird..."

Wang Ben shuddered: "Brother Luo, you have such a good expression..."

Zhang Ben rolled his eyes, there is a difference between being old and being young, Wang Ben is such a pure child, if he has been in contact with them for a long time in the future, he will also learn badly...

After more than ten minutes, Zhang Ben patted Luo Jiaquan's buttocks: "It's time to check in..."

Luo Jiaquan raised his head in a daze, Zhang Ben's massage technique was different, and he almost fell asleep comfortably.

"Believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to run a good result..."

Zhang Ben patted Luo Jiaquan on the shoulder: "You are very good, you need to prove yourself... This is just a preliminary round, don't rush too hard, just be able to advance. ”

............

"Whew..."

Standing in front of the starting line, Luo Jiaquan took a heavy breath.

His results have not been particularly impressive, and since joining the national team at the age of 21, his results have not improved much. His best time was 10.47 seconds, and he never made a breakthrough.

A group of eight people, some familiar and some unfamiliar, the top three advanced.

The result of 10.47 seconds is okay, but not outstanding. It's also a bit difficult to compete for the top three...

"I envy Wang Ben, being able to be in the cannon fodder group, it's easier to advance..."

Trying to make a starting action, Luo Jiaquan adjusted the running aid, then took off his jacket and jumped in front of the running assistant, looking at the other runners.

Luo Jiaquan was assigned to the seventh track, which is not too good.

This shows that there are at least three or four people in front of him, and when they sign up for the competition, their results are better than him.

Although it is often said that the track is randomly selected, Luo Jiaquan, who has been running on the track for nearly ten years, is still very clear that historical results are very important.

For example, this time the National Games, the arrangement here is actually random and artificial, and the arrangement is based on historical results...

"Whirring ......"

Luo Jiaquan was a little nervous, and his heart was beating faster.

He lacked a little confidence, rolled his eyes, and saw the familiar figure at the finish line: "Coach Zhang has confidence in me..."

Luo Jiaquan didn't trust Zhang Ben very much at first, Zhang Ben was too young, only a year older than him.

Not to mention theoretical knowledge, at least experience, it is not enough to train him as a national team athlete.

In the past month, Luo Jiaquan's senses for Zhang Ben have changed a lot, and he has become more and more respectful. New training methods, attitudes towards athletes...

"Coach Zhang said that Wang Ben could break the national record, Wang Ben did it, Coach Zhang said, if you want me not to rush too hard, just advance, it shows that Coach Zhang has a good idea of my results..."

Luo Jiaquan instantly had confidence in his heart again: "I will definitely be able to!" ”

Over the years, Luo Jiaquan has gradually given up, or has lost his enterprising spirit. He originally wanted to retire peacefully and go to a high school to become a physical education teacher.

Only this time, I came to Qi Province to train and prepare for the National Games. Luo Jiaquan's competitive heart, which had been extinguished at that moment, burned again.

Wang Ben, a young boy, has achieved such brilliant results, where can he lag behind?

Is it really necessary to choose to retire so calmly?

Can't go any further, have a good result, have a good choice, stay in the provincial team or the national team as a coach? At the very least, you should be a coach at a university...

I don't fight for the championship, I don't fight for the top three, I only fight for my future!

Luo Jiaquan's eyes became more and more determined, and that kind of ambition that had not appeared in the past few years made him full of strength.

"Come on!"

Luo Jiaquan clenched his fists: "You must be able to!" ”

At the very least, don't disappoint Coach Zhang, this month's cultivation!

"If you are willing to train with me, I will be responsible for you, and in a month's time, not to mention that you will improve a lot, at least better than your current results... If you don't want to, I won't force you..."

This was a month ago, and Coach Zhang trained what they said before... Luo Jiaquan remembers it vividly.

"Coach Zhang is full of confidence, how can I not work hard myself?"

Luo Jiaquan gradually relaxed.

"Each in place......

The referee's command sounded over the radio.

Luo Jiaquan picked up the bottle of mineral water and took a sip, moistening his somewhat dry throat.

Squatted down and rested your feet on the starting gear.

"Ready..."

Bowing up, Luo Jiaquan looked straight ahead, where his eyes could see.

"When the race begins, all your goals are the finish line. In this process, you don't need to think about where you are running, you don't need to know whether you are behind or ahead, you just know that you can cross the finish line as fast as possible. Win or lose, have your own timer to judge..."

This is what Coach Zhang told them, at this time, he, just follow this step...

Waiting to start!