The next day.

Evening.

Yang Hao did not go to the evening self-study, but came to the playground.

Start your sprint training for the semester.

"Master!"

"Hmm."

Wang Shengnan, who was dressed in sportswear, hugged his arms and looked heroic: "Today is the first day, let's talk about it before training." ”

"Okay."

So the master and apprentice faced each other and sat on the ground.

"Xiaohao, you are training in Shangdu and participated in the National Middle School Games, do you have any insights or ideas about training?"

Competitions are the best workouts.

Especially at a high level.

In order to improve, many athletes choose to train in competitions, looking for their own shortcomings in the competition and improving them.

"There are real ideas."

What Yang Hao wants to talk about is the running skills of ground training, which is a practical and useful sprinting technique in his previous life.

He couldn't help but practice.

"Master, when I was in Shangdu, didn't I buy some track and field periodicals, I saw a saying, when running on the way, the legs are actively pressed down, and the ground is turned and pushed, which has a good effect on the improvement of speed, I tried it during the training camp, and it feels really feasible, so I plan to practice."

"Scraping the ground?"

Wang Shengnan frowned slightly: "I seem to have a little impression, it seems that I have seen it somewhere." ”

Since Yang Hao's grades are getting better and better, she is also under a lot of pressure as a coach, and she has bought a lot of track and field-related magazines and journals during this time, and has also read some of the latest papers.

Hearing her say this, Yang Hao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to be able to explain it.

"Master, that's it."

Yang Hao stood up, raised his legs, pressed down, grabbed the ground, kicked back, and folded.

He did a whole set of moves.

Wang Shengnan looked carefully and thoughtfully.

Yang Hao continued: "I feel that this will have a force, which is very useful for improving the speed of running on the way. ”

"Since you think it's useful, let's give it a try, anyway, there's no pressure to play now, and it's not a big technical adjustment, it's just a matter of details."

Wang Shengnan did not object.

She was not a particularly rigid person, and she also felt that some traditional training methods were not suitable for Yang Hao.

The mainstream of domestic sprinters is still running in small steps, and what they pursue is a burst of future.

And Yang Hao has super speed endurance, very strong mid-to-late range ability, plus his height is close to 185, and his legs are also long, which is obviously not suitable for the way of running in small steps.

"I think the same way, it's better to practice a thousand ways and ten thousand, practice if you can, and don't practice if you can't."

After speaking, Yang Hao walked to the runway: "I'll warm up first." ”

This time, he trotted for a lap, and then he started to train with his legs high, or walked, or ran, in short, to find that feeling, that rhythm.

At this time, Wang Shengnan also walked on the runway and tried it with Yang Hao, but there was nothing to gain.

......

The moon stars are scarce.

After two hours of training, Yang Hao was covered in sweat.

As soon as he walked back, Wang Shengnan handed over his coat: "Put it on, it's getting cooler at night, you must pay attention to it, and put on your coat after training, otherwise it's easy to catch a cold." ”

"Hmm."

Yang Hao put on his coat, and then wiped his sweat with a towel: "I haven't trained like this for a few days, comfortable." ”

"Don't you think the amount of training is too small?"

Yang Hao hurriedly confessed: "Master, this is not a training camp, I don't want to find guilt." ”

It's not that he's afraid of hardship and doesn't want to increase the amount of training.

Instead, he has to take a full day of classes during the day, and if he trains a lot at night, it won't do him any good.

Because a lot of training does not mean that the strength is improved.

There is a saying, three points of training, three points of rest, four points of nutrition.

It is very important to eat well and sleep well.

Yang Hao needs to go to class, he has to get up before 6 o'clock every day, and the lunch break can't be too long.

"I know, you can't train like you did in the training camp now, you have to take care of your body."

Wang Shengnan patted him on the shoulder: "Hurry up and go back to wash and rest." ”

"Hmm."

......

Yang Hao's life slowly calmed down.

It hasn't changed much from the freshman year of high school.

Although a group of classmates and teachers have changed, they still go to class, train, eat, and sleep every day.

Busy and fulfilling.

His training in the field has gradually paid off.

Of course.

It is not reflected in the grades.

Yang Hao has now passed the time period of rapid growth in strength, which used to increase by 0.1 seconds in 1 month, but now it takes 3 months, 5 months, or even half a year.

And the stronger the strength, the slower the ascension until it comes to complete stagnation.

Yang Hao didn't know where his limit was.

Don't want to know either.

Rush and you're done!

......

Midday.

After Yang Hao ate, he planned to go back to the apartment and sleep for an hour.

Anyway, it's all about taking a nap, how can you lie on the table and lie comfortably in bed?

As I walked on the road, a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Yang Hao!"

He stopped and turned his head to look.

It was Wang Jingjing, still holding a string of xiaolongbao in her hand.

"Jingjing, why don't you go back to the classroom after eating in the cafeteria?"

"This is for my tablemates."

While speaking, Wang Jingjing walked up to him: "Hey, tomorrow is the monthly exam, do you have the confidence to get the first place in liberal arts?" ”

Immediately on the National Day, a monthly exam will be held before the holiday.

"You and I are a Wenqu star! If you can improve a few places, you will burn high incense. ”

Although Yang Hao studied by himself while training during the summer vacation, he was confident that he would do well in the exam.

But he didn't think he would be able to take the first place.

After all, no one else eats white rice.

Especially those students in the key classes, either smart or hard-working, it is not so easy to surpass them.

"Anyway, every time you memorize the texts the fastest, you memorize the English the fastest, and you don't know how to do math problems, and you will definitely be in the top 20 in this monthly exam."

"I borrow your auspicious words, if I can get in, I will definitely invite you to dinner."

"Good!"

"Then I'll go back first, and then go back to the classroom after a while."

"Hmm."

......

The next morning.

Monthly exams begin.

The order of the examination is the same as that of the college entrance examination, and the language is tested first.

Questions with fixed answers are basically not difficult for him, and he can also get good scores in reading comprehension and classical Chinese.

All in all it went well.

The last essay is a proposition essay: "My Dream".

After seeing the title, Yang Hao didn't think much about it, and directly began to write:

"I'm a 100-meter sprinter...... My dream is to stand on the podium of the Olympic Games and watch the bright red flag rise to the sound of the national anthem......"

......

The next afternoon.

The end of the English test also means that there is a holiday.

When Yang Hao returned to the apartment to pack his luggage, he saw Tian Mi's text message: [Go home! I'm already in the car, and my dad is coming to pick me up. 】

After reading the text message, Yang Hao put the bag on his back, locked the door after going out, and then sent a text message back to Tian Mi: [So happy, it seems that the monthly exam is going well! ] 】

Tian Mi: [Hey, it's okay, how are you there? Is it difficult? 】

The other side.

Tian Wensheng, who was driving, glanced at his daughter: "Who are you texting with, so happy." ”

Tian Mi's cheeks suddenly flushed slightly: "10086!" ”

Tian Wensheng: ???