Chapter Thirty-Five: A Restless Heart!
More than three months have passed since the start of training.
Unlike the simple introductory training program at the beginning, the difficulty of the final event increases, from a 20-kilometer run, to an extreme sprint with no time limit, and a quick run in a swimming pool filled with liquid water.
At the same time, a figure flashed back and forth on the playground, Frey gradually gained deep-rooted experience in the recovery training of running, and the continuous sprint speed could last longer, and the speed of the fast and slow rotation did not put too much burden on the body, he did not dare to put a greater burden on the body, because this is just a warm-up exercise.
The next few events are the ones that will make him tired and stick out his tongue, which are more evil and tiring than running, and he would rather spend the whole day running, although it is bitter and tiring, and sometimes he can have a sweet mouth of water to drink, however, except for the training project of running, he is not given any water in the middle of the process, and he does not even have any time to rest.
Don't even think about going to the toilet, and there's no chance of being lazy for a little longer.
Because he hadn't been to the school bathroom for a long time, the daily training was exaggerated to the point of draining the water hidden in his body until he was dehydrated to the point where he couldn't sweat.
is more terrifying than sweat-free, but he still prefers the system in the regular army where he can rest when he sweats until a piece of paper gets wet.
As the distance of the fast run increases, the physical strength finally begins to run out.
He didn't have the willpower to concentrate for long periods of time, so it was only a daily part of his routine, and he ran over to Freya and took a small glass of water to replenish the missing water, and he continued to run until the 20-kilometer project was completed.
After receiving the water in the body, it seems that there is a powerful force that stands out.
When his consciousness is extremely concentrated, no one can interrupt his train of thought, so when the concentration exceeds a certain prestige, the strong genetic chains in his body seem to be stimulated out of the ordinary.
The last kilometer is the end of the run, he stood on the plastic track with his knees on his knees and panting, the time was just right, and the sun was just rising in the sky, he didn't want to race on the scorching track under the scorching sun, dehydration would make his thinking short-circuit, and it would also affect his ability, people are very afraid of heat, compared to cold, heat is an unspeakable pain for them.
"Drink water." Freya walked softly, handing a small glass of water in both hands.
"Thank you."
Frey politely took the cup and drank the liquid from it with his head up, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction.
Freya frowned slightly, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and asked carefully: "Well, how are you feeling now, tell me how you feel at this moment." ”
Frey licked his tongue, seemed to hold his head and pondered hard for a while, and then smiled slightly: "Nothing else, I can describe how I feel at the moment in one word, tired." ”
"Just one word?" Freya was obviously surprised, but after thinking about it, she hurriedly smiled and said: "That's because you haven't practiced enough, you see, since you still have the strength to joke with me, then you didn't run hard in training just now, don't think that you can be lazy without counting the results of the training project, you are a little progressive, but you are still a little far from the average grade, you must know that the ability of the team members is also improving, when to stop saying those bad words and spend all your energy on training." ”
"Yes, yes, yes? You're right. ”
Frey shrunk his neck, followed by a chill that could be felt behind him. His words turned sharply, and he regained his emotions to the fullest moment.
The morning training program, the long-distance run, is just a warm-up event.
Unless, he has to give up the assessment points of the rest of the training program, although he also wants to know if he can concentrate on one thing, but this matter is really difficult for him, once he did it, but he collapsed on the playground from exhaustion, and was even dragged into the school health room by the doctor for treatment.
Although he had only done it once, he almost hated this restorative training program, and he was allowed to train by the doctor after a day's worth of nutrition.
The early morning task is to warm up and run, and then they walk to the artificial rockery made by the school, although the elevation plane of the rockery is steep, it is a 100-meter-high peak, although it is not high, but the mountain is steep, but it is a bit of an arc, close to the slope of 45 degrees of elevation, walking to the top of the mountain is a thankless task, but it has also derived a training program that I hate in this life.
Walking to the foot of the mountain, there is a small cabin at the bottom of the mountain, which is a training base for receiving equipment.
Frey walked over and dragged out a bicycle, a mini bicycle for children under the age of six, this miniature human murder weapon was the prop of this training, he had been tortured by this mini bicycle for three months, and he had to hone it for three months, and every day he had to ride to the top of the mountain, and then ride down the mountain, if he did not reach the prescribed training time, there would be no water to drink.
There is only a wooden table and two wooden chairs in front of the cabin, Freya will sit on the chair with an umbrella every day, apply some sunscreen, avoid being scorched into black charcoal by the scorching sun, in case of rain, the situation will become even worse, the slope of the mountain is a big test, once the water seeps, the slope and the rain on the wet ground, the friction between the tires will be greatly reduced.
Riding up the mountain is very hard, and it is still with all your strength, in the rainy day, you must even use the strength to eat milk to go up the mountain, but in the standard results, no matter how many times you adapt, you can't exceed the rainy day pass line.
You have to drink water in the summer, and you can even save water on rainy days.
The narrow bicycle fart pad grinded down the buttocks, and after the first few trainings, I found that the skin on the buttocks was worn out.
This training takes a lot of physical effort and is very consuming of mental concentration.
Because the bicycle project will last all morning, until 12:30 lunchtime, Frey will be called to stop and lock the car back to the Cambrian Museum.
And eating is like a battlefield, not a problem of being squeezed out coldly, Frey has an iron heart, immune to most people's sarcasm, he will even give in to the last place, and most of his teammates train very hard, so everyone eats a lot.
But no matter how much Clinton prepares, by the time Frey goes to serve the plates, he will find that only a small amount of mashed potatoes and small poor steaks remain, all of which are bones, covered with a thick layer of flour, and a few diced meats can taste meat.
And when he sees this, Frey will also try very hard to tolerate all this, and tolerance is not necessarily complete tolerance, but tolerance can encourage the arrogance of those people, and several times his locker was pried open, and some of the snacks left in it were taken away.
He couldn't childishly call in the coach for help, he knew that it wouldn't solve the problem, it would still add to the already uncomfortable atmosphere, and most of his teammates would hate him so much that they might not even let him into the Cambrian gym, take his change of clothes in the shower, and make him naked and embarrassed.
These small actions are not infrequent, and he is reluctant to deal with some unrelated people.
Every day he tried to stick to this idea, ate the scraps on the plate, and then pulled out a compressed biscuit from his pocket.
He ate the compressed biscuit he carried with him, and the compressed biscuit was dry in his mouth.
This is his own compressed biscuits, which consume a lot of nutrients, but more nutrients than steak.
Although he does not have the outstanding healing power of steak and is only flawed in this regard, he will not compromise with Clinton.
"After dinner, Frey will come to my office and we'll talk."
Suddenly, Clinton, who was sitting in the room, crossed his hands on his waist, like a club boss.
Clinton is well aware of the psychology of this group of children at this moment, and no matter whether he expresses it or not, he can still dig out the truest thoughts of young people in the first time.
After the meal, Clinton called Frey into his office in public.
Everyone's eyes, those full of resentment, anger, and jealousy, all of a sudden were projected onto Frey.
"Whistleblower"
There was a whisper of gossip around him, and Frey pretended not to care, sitting alone.
Freya and Frey also looked awkward when they sat together, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing, and everyone's emotions suddenly fluctuated greatly.
"Hmm!"
In recent days, Clinton has been in and out of the office frequently after eating.
The two would sit together and talk, and Clinton was surveying his mental thoughts, even though his face was an iceberg.
Clinton was still able to search for some unencrypted information from Frey's consciousness, Frey was seriously affected by the environment, even if he tried his best to hide the gap in his heart, there would still be a gap, as long as it was an emotional creature, there would always be a fragile place in the wall of the inner world, Clinton as a coach, read countless people, however, with his self-confidence, he quickly found a breakthrough.
Clinton opened his mouth to ask him and greeted him with concern, as if a dissipated relative treated him warmly, and every time he was called to the office, the time would be very long.
"How are you doing on this team?" He asked a strange question.
"I think the training is okay, I'm slowly improving." Frey said.
Clinton frowned, and hurriedly asked: "Hey, I'm not asking how you train, and I don't need to know what level you have reached now, I will receive your report." ”
Frey was unmoved, and said without changing his face: "As you can see, every time I am called to the office by you, I am more suspicious, and even treat me as a whistleblower, you will even praise me in front of them, and regard me as an example of a model saint, and you treat them like ants to insult and even sarcastically and beat them, what is the purpose of this, I don't know, I don't want to be clear, I only care about whether I can improve..."