In the 400-meter medley training competition, eight heavily armed boys stood on the shore and stretched.

"Ready, ready—"

The coach's gesture went up, and as the whistle sounded, a figure jumped out of the eight lanes at the same time, splashing a splash, and the time of the person entering the water in each lane instantly appeared on the computer light screen on the side.

The assistant coach faithfully recorded it in the book.

The fourth lane far outpaces the other lanes in terms of how fast it reacts to the opening whistle and how fast it swims after entering the water.

The coach on the shore saw the data and turned his gaze to the fourth lane, but did not stretch his brow.

The first quarter is freestyle, and the fourth lane is clearly ahead of at least one position, like a sailfish breaking through the water, and every time he paddles the water, you can see his resolute silhouette and tight thin lips.

Touching the wall smoothly, his figure deftly flipped underwater, reversed his body, and switched to the backstroke.

Then there was the breaststroke, which closed the distance in the third lane after touching the wall, and the breaststroke was clearly the man's forte, and he was able to catch up quickly, and in a few moments, he finally flipped the lead when he switched to the final butterfly.

At the time of the sprint, everyone accelerated in unison.

The third lane is the first to hit the wall.

Lane 2 and 4 followed, touching the wall almost at the same time.

The difference of a fraction can only be seen from the screen recording, two first, four last.

The Sidao man took off his swimming goggles, leaned back on the edge of the pool, and exhaled a long breath.

"Qi Nan, come over here."

The coach called him in a deep voice.

He went ashore, took a towel and wiped the water on his face casually, and walked away with an expressionless face, when he was suddenly stopped by a hand that came out horizontally.

Bai He in the third lane turned over and stood in front of Qi Nan, all of whom were provocative.

"Can't you even get the second now?"

Qi Nan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, his tone calm and calm.

"You're really fast, but your reaction speed is still too slow, it's a hard injury, you need to practice more."

Bai He immediately became irritable when he heard his words, grabbing his wet hair.

"I can use you to say, you are so good at analyzing, it's good to be a coach, your skills are not as good as others and you still have the heart to educate me, what qualifications do you have."

"Just a little bit...... I'm your senior, Senior Bai. ”

Qi Nan put the towel around his neck, patted Bai He's shoulder, and walked around and left.

The coach walked over with a training book, looked at the pile of data, and frowned.

"What you're thinking in your head, I can see that you hesitated, and the second time you turned around, you swam for more than three seconds, why didn't you speed up! It's a game, can you give it your all. ”

Qi Nan didn't speak, his eyes wandering on a pool of water that was shimmering with light.

The coach said hatefully.

"I know your grades are not bad now, you have talent, you are a genius, but Qi Nan, talent cannot replace acquired hard work, look at how many times you have missed training?"

"No one can stand at the top of a stage just by relying on talent, and you will definitely not be an exception!"

may have realized that his tone was too harsh and completely inapplicable to the person in front of him, and the coach slowed down again.

"You believe me, let's practice hard and try to get into the national team as soon as possible, huh?"

The coach looked at Qi Nan eagerly, trying to see traces of him being impressed.

But Qi Nan just lowered his head slightly, did not refute, did not promise, and quietly seemed to be standing opposite him, just a cloud of air.

"Qi Nan, if you don't like swimming, you should give up as soon as possible, so as not to waste your talent."

The coach shook his head helplessly and left, yelling at the boys on the side of the lane.

"Yu Jian, are you too embarrassed to rest in the last place? Bai He, you came back to me, I didn't know how it was good to get the first place once, didn't you, I really want to turn you in your freestyle swimming, if it wasn't for your main event, you wouldn't be able to practice well, right? You give me another 1,000 meters! ”

This corner gradually fell into silence, and Qi Nan stood still for a long, long time, his eyes seemed to be staring at the beating spots of light, and he seemed to have no focus.

In the middle of the night, the whistle of the assembly remembered.

Qi Nan moved at this time, turned around and walked over.

After the coach scolded them one by one as usual, he stroked his chest and left, and Yu Jianjian changed his dejected look.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner, today's physical exertion is too great, and I need food therapy."

Bai He hugged his chest and glanced to the other side.

"I'm afraid that some people don't fit in, obviously they lost, but they still look like Lao Tzu is the best in the world."

It may be that he is usually used to being chased by Bai He, Qi Nan was unmoved, the mobile phone rang, and he glanced at it, it was the alarm clock he set.

"I have something to go, so go ahead."

Qi Nan turned to leave, and a long figure gradually disappeared into the light and shadow of dusk, showing a little loneliness.

"Where is he going?"

Bai He asked Yu Jian with a calm face.

"I don't know, Qi Nan has to leave school every Friday at this time, I forgot about it just now."

"You are his roommate, don't you know?"

"Are you mentally retarded, Lao Tzu is his roommate and not his best friend, how can Lao Tzu know."

Bai He poured the towel on the ground hatefully, but he happened to run into the coach and returned.

"You little bunny pick it up for me! I really don't need you to wash and don't know how to cherish the fruits of the labor of the teaching assistants, 1000-meter freestyle practice, now! ”