[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

Chapter 14

Tomorrow is the official competition, Shen Fei and his veteran players were very calm about this kind of competition, but the young players who came out to participate for the first time immediately felt the sense of urgency that the big competition is approaching.

Eight people sat around in Fu Xingtu's room, Shen Xingguo stood up to make room for them, and went to other coaches' rooms to take a look and care about everyone's preparations.

Fu Xingtu took a stack of A4 papers in his hand, quickly went through tomorrow's schedule, and explained the precautions in detail. There was no nonsense during the period, and everyone needed to remember everything, especially starting and warming up , inspection, competition and other important time nodes.

Then there was the competition that everyone was going to participate in tomorrow. Fu Xingtu told them all the mistakes they usually make and the things they should pay attention to.

"Liang Fan, although this is only a semi-amateur competition, I still hope that you will show a professional attitude. You are not a student of an amateur sports school, but a professional athlete of the provincial swimming team, so you should show a professional attitude .”

Liang Fan sat at the far end against the wall. He was usually a talkative person, but now he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Qi Yi, play freely, if you don't beat them by more than 3 seconds at this age, don't come back to see me."

Qi Yi shrugged and said nothing.

Fu Xingtu turned his head to look at Shen Fei again, and teased him with a smile: "Captain, the champions of the 400, 800, and 1500 self-events, I can't miss any of them, I want them all."

He called everyone's names one by one, and explained a few words to the point according to each person's characteristics. Finally, his eyes fell on Ao Ling.

"Xiao Qi..." Fu Xingtu paused for a moment before saying, "Exercise your true strength, nothing else matters."

"..."

No one understood what he meant, as if Ao Ling had no shortcomings in his eyes, as long as he showed his true strength, the champion was already in his pocket.

When they walked out of the room, someone was still whispering: "Why didn't I see what Xiaoqi's real strength is?"

The other person shrugged: "What's the use of seeing it, Mr. Fu can see it."

The National "U Series" Youth Swimming Championships is divided into four stations and the final final. It is sponsored by the National Sports Bureau Swimming Center. It is currently the most representative competition for youth swimming in China, and it is also an important competition for the selection of outstanding talents of all age groups. .

It is not so much a competition as it is a very good platform. It is not only an important reference for the selection of players by provinces and cities, but also an important reference for the national team and the second national team to reserve talents. For those professional athletes who have been selected for the provincial team, it is also A good chance to exercise.

According to the schedule of the competition, the competition was mainly for the young age group of 8-13 years old. Ao Ling sat in the stands with his teammates and watched the children kicking with A-boards for more than an hour.

For children around ten years old, it is difficult to hide their emotions even if they win or lose. They are obviously teammates. After a game, some people are happy and some are worried.

Those who won the ranking danced and danced, and those who did not perform well cried loudly as if no one was around.

The little girl behind Ao Ling was crying so badly that she almost lost her breath, and the teammate next to her was a little impatient with the noise, so she turned and yelled at the little girl: "Why are you crying? It's so loud, cry again and I'll throw you out."

Ao Ling turned her head, just in time to see the little girl's big watery eyes crying into walnuts, holding an A-shaped board in her arms, her little hands clenched into fists.

Ao Ling patted her head, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay, come back next time."

The little girl was so fierce by the man just now that she didn't dare to cry any more, so she could only sob and say, "I could have won the first place, but I was too nervous. When I was nervous, my legs felt heavy. Falling down, woo woo woo..."

Ao Ling handed over a piece of chocolate that Shen Fei gave him in the morning: "Eat something sweet and you will feel better."

"Thank you, brother." The little girl took the chocolate and stopped even sobbing. She tore open the packaging of the chocolate and told Ao Ling like a grown-up while eating, "Brother, don't be nervous after you go into the water for a while, relax." You can float up, remember?"

Ao Ling smiled and nodded: "Yeah, I remember."

Although the little girl stopped crying, her eyes were still full of tears, and the thick dissatisfaction was about to turn into substance, gushing out from her big and flexible eyes.

Fu Xingtu turned his head to take a look, and said with a smile: "Just look at the ruthlessness in those eyes, and you will definitely be able to swim out in the future."

His big hand landed on the top of Ao Ling's head, and rubbed it vigorously twice: "If you can also have this kind of ruthlessness, maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Ao Ling's furry head rubbed against his palm twice, and the Seventh Prince performed a dragon roar for him on the spot: "I have it, why don't I?"

Fu Xingtu withdrew his hand with a chuckle, and turned his eyes back to the game off the court.

Ao Ling turned her head, just in time to see his side face, the hair is so short that it almost sticks to the scalp, the full forehead, the deep eyes, the high nose bridge, the corner of the mouth that seems to have a smile... No wonder many girls are smiling. Look here from time to time.

This kind of youth competition generally does not charge tickets. In addition to the athletes, coaches and staff of each representative team in the stands, there are also local parents who brought their children to watch the competition. Although the seats are not full, there is no shortage of spectators.

At this time, the upcoming competition was the preliminaries of the 15-meter backstroke for the 100-year-old age group. Liang Fan happened to be in the third group. There was no semi-final. Among the 24 athletes in the three groups, the top eight entered the final.

Throughout the entire race, Liang Fan's performance was very stable. Even in the final sprint stage, he didn't speed up much, and he swam the whole distance in an even and stable manner.

Even so, he still firmly won the first place in the group, but the final result was mediocre, ranking No.5 in the total score and entering the final.

"Hmph..." Fu Xingtu sneered speciously. Ao Ling knew that he was angry when he saw his reaction. Liang Fan was going to die tonight.He was about to open his mouth to explain something to his senior brother, but Fu Xingtu stared back at him.

Ao Ling had preliminaries for the 100-meter freestyle and 100-meter butterfly in the morning, and the time was about the same, so she happened to go to check with her teammates.

At this time, Fu Xingtu didn't say anything more, patted them on the shoulder one by one, and let them go down.

The 100-meter freestyle competition has so many contestants that it has to be divided into four groups. Ao Ling and Li Sichen are in the third group and one is in the fourth group.So, the two stood at the door of the pre-match inspection room to watch the first two groups of matches.

At the moment when the second group of players stood on the starting platform, Ao Ling's eyes quickly looked back and forth among the eight players.

Li Sichen next to him was still thinking: "The fourth team must be the first. There is no suspense. He is a member of Province R. I saw it yesterday. His personal score when he signed up exceeded 54 seconds."

Ao Ling didn't answer his words, and still stared at the starting platform without blinking. When the starting command sounded, eight swimmers jumped into the water and swam for more than ten meters. Ao Ling suddenly said: "The sixth way."

"Sixth Way, who is it, do you know it?"

"He'll be number one in this group."

Li Sichen is simply baffled. He has never even heard the name of the player in the sixth lane, and the region he represents is not a strong swimming team. The key is that he is still ranked third. How dare Ao Ling conclude that he will end up in the team First.

"I think it's the fourth way. I like him." Li Sichen emphasized again.

Ao Ling naturally has his basis. Fu Xingtu handed it over to him in the past two months. From the start, to the technical movements in the swimming process, to turning around, to the side, he explained bit by bit, bit by bit. Every time a player in the game casts on his retina, the words Fu Xingtu once said will automatically appear in his mind.

"No, it must be the sixth way!"

"Have you..." Li Sichen didn't know what he was arguing with him at this time, and turned his head to reprimand him with displeasure, but when he saw Ao Ling's profile, the words of the argument were blocked. In the throat.

Ao Ling's facial features are typical male and female features, with soft contours between eyebrows and eyes, coupled with a pair of big eyes that are as clear as clear springs, giving people the feeling of being clear, simple, and ignorant, like a piece of white paper, one look through.

However, at this very moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and he became serious and serious for no reason. His eyes were fixed on the ongoing competition in the swimming pool. The lights in the swimming pool were very bright, and in Ao Ling's eyes, there was unexpectedly A radiant look.

At this time, halfway through the swim, after a turn, the players in the sixth lane directly passed the fifth lane, biting tightly on the R provincial players in the fourth lane.

Ao Ling stopped talking, her eyes were still fixed on the swimming pool, waiting for the final result.

Entering the 30-meter sprint stage, everyone began to speed up, and the sixth lane suddenly swam faster and faster. The closer to the finish line, the more the gap with the fourth lane was continuously shortened.

In the end, the two reached the finish line almost at the same time.

It is impossible to distinguish their scores with the naked eye, and everyone looks at the big screen at the same time, and the electronic timing system prints the score card on the LED screen at the same time.

Li Sichen stared his eyes like copper bells, looked at the big screen in disbelief, then turned his head to look at Ao Ling, blinked again, and looked at the big screen again.

The sixth lane surpassed the fourth lane by only 0.3 seconds, ranking first in the group!

"You..." He opened his mouth, and finally choked out a sentence, "You must be fooled."

At this time, Ao Ling's brows stretched out, and he turned into his usual look of a heartless and foolish boy, and smiled naively at his teammates: "You're right, hehe."

Li Sichen almost rolled his eyes and fainted, at this moment Ao Ling pushed him: "Quick, it's your turn."

Only then did Li Sichen come to his senses, and hurried over to line up.

Ao Ling stood alone at the entrance of the inspection room, where the athletes had entered the field and were sitting by the pool getting ready. The radio introduced their names and provinces one by one, and Li Sichen was in the fifth lane.

At this moment, someone patted Ao Ling's shoulder from behind, and he turned his head to see Qi Yi happily.