You Bai was working hard with the coaching staff, and saw Coach Xu hurriedly coming over.

"Don't play for a while?"

Coach Xu smiled bitterly: "Do they still have the face to play with their results?" ”

You Bai thought about it carefully: "That's right, it's shameless to play again." ”

Several of the athletes standing behind him almost burst into tears.

It's so outrageous, this young lady doesn't leave any affection when she speaks!

Coach Xu looked at the white slope and waved his hand to several athletes beside him.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you below."

Several people glanced at each other and cautiously stepped onto the slope.

Wang Yitu is seventeen years old this year and is a talented player.

When I was just in junior high school, I was specially recruited into the county-level team, and after two games, I was directly favored by Dingyang City.

Although Wang Yitu, who came from a poor mountain village, is not considered a success, he can at least remit a few thousand yuan to his family every month.

Although he couldn't break the 10-second curse, his record of 10.08 seconds is world-class compared to most.

According to Coach Xu, his physical fitness has not yet reached its peak, and as long as he continues to practice, it will be a matter of time before he breaks through ten seconds.

The 100-meter sport is the pinnacle of human speed.

Once upon a time, the brand of the sick man of East Asia in China has never been taken off.

Because no one has ever run under ten seconds, they have been ridiculed by the Western media for genetic problems.

If Su Bingtian hadn't broken this rumor in one fell swoop, I'm afraid this ridicule wouldn't have to last long.

But even the current world record in China is only 9.83 seconds, and the world record is 9.58 seconds.

History should be remembered, and every track and field athlete has been educated in this way.

As a good man in Huaxia, don't look at them scolding Coach Xu behind their backs every day.

But when it comes to training, it's really harder than the other.

Not for anything else, just for a gold medal in the 100 meters.

Use this gold medal to break the slander against Huaxia that has shrouded the sports world.

"Squeak."

Wang Yitu's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned his head at the faint voice he had just heard.

At this moment, he seemed to understand why he lost so badly in yesterday's game.

I also understand why so many of them haven't run a girl.

Am I pretty, who is chased by such a Siberian tiger every day?

The fear in my heart directly left my brain blank.

"Run!"

The desolate sound fell, and he galloped down the slopes.

Several people standing next to them were stunned for a moment, and then they heard a roar.

At that moment, the legs directly had their own thoughts, and they ran all the way forward with their bodies.

But it has to be said that the effect of this training is extraordinary.

Normally, even athletes can only hold on for a few minutes with this level of outburst.

After all, for men, weakness is the norm.

But with a tiger chasing after you, let alone a few minutes.

As long as they can breathe, they can't stop at all.

Coach Xu held a tablet specially provided by Boss Zhang and was very satisfied with the performance of the athletes.

Suddenly I felt like my job was lighter.

You don't need to watch a group of rabbit cubs train, you just need to check your body and do a good nutritional plan.

What's more, checking the body is the doctor's business, and nutrition planning is the cook's job.

What does it have to do with him as a coach?

With this idea of imminent retirement, Coach Xu walked all the way to Zhang Bei's side.

Looking at the empty recliner by the table, he sat on it.

Boss Zhang poured a cup of tea for Coach Xu.

"How does it feel?"

"The effect is good, and it will take less than a month to estimate that the whole can be reborn."

"It's good if it works!"

Zhang Bei took a sip of tea, flipped the monitor and enjoyed the screams.

Coach Xu also leaned on the recliner and watched the athletes struggle on the line of life and death.

This life is so good!

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

The athletes on the ski slopes were on the verge of collapse at this point.

After getting rid of the Siberian tiger, lion, and cheetah, a group of people immediately welcomed the three-haired wild boar.

Big cats have a limit to how much they can run, and most of them can only go all out for a while.

But the boar is different, and when you go crazy, it's unbeatable.

If a creature like a tiger can still be solved with a sliding shovel.

But in the face of wild boars, there is no choice but to run.

Wang Yitu was ahead of everyone, but now the person was almost unconscious.

", can you stop chasing, my leg hurts!"

He has been training for so many years, except for when he first started to get into athletics, his leg really didn't hurt so much.

Normally, you can slide down with your skis at a steady pace, which takes about half an hour.

If it is a skilled worker like You Bai, it will take about fifteen minutes.

If it's Qingqing, it takes about 20 minutes to run down from the beginning.

After all, the athletes came once, and it took them twenty-five minutes to run from the beginning.

A group of athletes gasped and collapsed on the ground.

Wang Yitu looked up at the sky, and a little white foam could already be seen at the corner of his mouth.

With a brisk step, Coach Xu threw the mineral water to a group of athletes.

"Rest for five minutes, then run up."

Jock:???

How many are seriously ill?

You call this training?

Isn't that damn you?

The smile on Coach Xu's face gradually approached Zhang Bei.

He has carefully calculated the amount of exercise at this level, and it is almost the limit of this group of people.

But this is the limit of the athlete, not the limit of the human body.

How easy is it to break through the limitations of the human body.

Humans simply don't know much about their own bodies.

Only when we are on the verge of the limit again and again can we see that kind of hope.

It's just that this is torture for the spirit of the athletes.

Coach Xu unexpectedly reached an agreement with Boss Zhang on some things.

Five minutes passed quickly, and Coach Xu took a sip of tea, full of energy.

"Get moving, don't let me do it!"

Hearing a voice full of intimidating power, no one dared to stop in place.

Quickly moved up and ran up the slopes.

Zhang Bei leaned on the recliner, watching the rapidly increasing emotional value, a sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

And at this time, inside the hospital.

A group of middle-aged men got together, and the scene was extremely intense.

"I have to go to this exchange meeting of the old professor!"

"Let you go, old stinky fart, why do you say you can go?"

"Fight!"

"Hit whoever is afraid of whom!"

But the intensity of the scene ended there, and a figure pushed open the door and walked in.

"Stop arguing, listen to me."

The words fell, and the whole room fell silent.

This person's name is Qu Yong, and he is one of Professor Yao's disciples, and he will certainly bear the brunt of who has the right to screen the list.

Qu Yong sat on a chair and took out an A4 piece of paper.