For half a month, Zhang Ben trained two disciples in the body management center.

This morning, after Wang Ben and Li Liang rested, Chang Yuan found Zhang Ben: "You go to the technical analysis room..."

Frowning, Zhang Ben didn't know what happened. Chang Yuan's tone was very solemn, a little scary in his calmness.

"Are you Zhang Ben?"

There are a lot of people in the technical analysis room, seven or eight people. Zhang Ben hadn't had time to see everyone's faces clearly, when he just came here, a middle-aged man in his forties frowned and asked.

"This is Zhou Tao, director of the analysis department of our city sports team..."

Chang Yuan introduced Zhang Ben at the right time.

"Hello Director Zhou, I'm Zhang Ben..."

Zhang Ben smiled politely, nodded and said.

"I heard that you graduated from the Sports Academy?"

Zhou Tao's question made Zhang Ben frown a little. Could it be that this job hasn't completely stabilized yet? Chang Yuan, can't arrange his work?

After thinking about it without understanding what was going on, Zhang Ben nodded: "Yes, graduated from Wuhan Institute of Physical Education..."

"Then think about it, you should know what potential is..."

Zhou Tao smiled and pointed to a stack of light films and other materials: "The two students you brought are really third graders, fifteen years old?"

Zhang Ben frowned: "Why, can you fake your identity?"

"It's not..."

Zhou Tao was not angry, and smiled: "Their bone age has exceeded this age. It is not uncommon for athletes to exceed the bone age, but they seem to be only students of the school team..."

"If Director Zhou has anything to say, just say it..."

Zhang Ben had a bad feeling that this Zhou Tao seemed to be deliberately embarrassing him. Even, deliberately making things difficult. As soon as Chang Yuan was transferred, he drove almost all the track and field team members...

And he was promoted by Chang Yuan... They didn't dare to embarrass Chang Yuan, and it was easy to embarrass him.

"You haven't been tested recently..."

Zhou Tao sat down: "Let's talk about these inspections first. This Wang Ben's profile shows a little over 1.83 meters. This height is quite in line with the international sprint standard..."

International sprinters, the most golden height is 1.80 to 1.90 meters... Wang Ben happens to be within this range.

Zhang Ben didn't interrupt, waiting for his next words.

Zhou Tao didn't seem to want him to speak, but looked at Chang Yuan: "Director Chang has set a standard before, those who are qualified will stay, and those who are unqualified will leave..."

Chang Yuan nodded calmly.

"That Li Liang is considered qualified, and that Wang Ben, I would advise him not to continue training for sprinting..."

Zhou Tao pondered a little: "The results of the physical examination are obvious, Wang Ben's bone age is too old, and the epiphysis has been basically closed. The bone age is too large, which means that the development is too early, the bones have been set, and it is difficult to develop horizontally. Moreover, Wang Ben is too thin, and the skeleton is too small, so It is in line with the future development of ergonomics and kinematics. Moreover, the epiphysis is basically closed, which means that he will not grow taller. This is nothing, but his height is up to the standard..."

Zhou Tao continued to analyze: "Internationally, the height of sprinters is basically between 180 and 190cm, and the ideal height is 185cm. Wang Ben's height basically meets the requirements, but his body is too weak. Whether they are white or black, they are not only tall, but also have large skeletons and strong strength. The congenital defect of the yellow race is that they are weak and cannot reach the muscle density. Wang Ben's muscle test is obviously too different from that of Western sprinters.. …”

"Director Zhou, Wang Ben has only just started training. He is a teenage boy who has not undergone systematic training, and his speed has reached 10 seconds and 62 on the hand count..."

Zhou Tao waved his hand and interrupted Zhang Ben's words: "Also, if an athlete's performance improves too quickly in a short period of time, it means that his potential has been forced out, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future. Wang Ben can run now. 10 seconds 62, the electricity meter should be around 10 seconds 85. It may be difficult to make further progress, and I am afraid that domestic sprinters will not be able to reach it. 18-year-old run in 10.80, then what?"

and after?

A middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed. Sun Li was his disciple. At the age of 18, he ran into the electric meter for 10 seconds and 80, until he was turned off, but it was difficult to enter for 11 seconds...

Zhou Tao seems to have a lot of right to speak: "I was transferred with Director Chang to select athletes. Those who are qualified stay, and those who are unqualified leave... I still have the right..."

Zhou Tao looked at Zhang Ben, and his tone softened: "Coach Zhang, you are also a graduate of the Physical Education Institute. You should understand that in foreign countries, a high body does not mean their cadence is low. In China, on the contrary, Chinese people do not , the taller the yellow people, the more clumsy they move, and their movements are a bit slow. Slow movement is natural, and it is useless to work hard the day after tomorrow.”

Fallacy!

Many foreign experts have judged this way, and some people even said that people of the yellow race can never run into the 10-second mark!

Zhang Ben's face darkened, Wang Ben was brought by him, and the overall evaluation of the system was excellent. Even Li Liang, Zhang Ben reluctantly cultivated him, Wang Ben was his main target...

Wang Ben's dream depends on him, and Zhang Ben's dream also depends on Wang Ben to realize...

"Director Zhou, I have never stayed abroad, and I have heard such remarks..."

Zhang Ben tried his best to keep his tone calm: "I don't care what foreigners say about the yellow race, Wang Ben is my disciple, and I have the confidence to make him a domestic sprinter..."

"Oh?"

Zhou Tao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Ben to protect Wang Ben so much.

"Everyone has a dream..." Zhang Ben took a deep breath. He had experienced despair and understood the pain. When you are on the road with a dream, and suddenly someone else shatters your dream, how desperate should it be?

Zhang Ben smiled bitterly: "Wang Ben is only fifteen years old now. He has a dream and decided to embark on a journey. Now that he has not started, he will shatter his dream? Besides, everything I say now does not mean future..."

Zhang Ben stood up and looked at Zhou Tao very seriously: "Just relying on guesswork to deny a person's future, why not prove it?"

"How to prove it?"

Zhou Tao is also interested.

He is a professional technical analyst and has spent a lot of time abroad. Many theories are verified through facts.

"It's July 3rd..."

Zhang Ben took a deep breath: "There are still three and a half months before the Licheng National Games Trials..."

Everyone looked startled. The National Games Trials, the Ninth Games are coming soon... There have never been many athletes in the previous city who could get tickets for the National Games...

Zhang Ben said with a serious look: "With these three and a half months as proof time, I will let Zhang Ben and Li Liang get the tickets for the National Games... If we can't do it, the three of us, master and apprentice, will pack up. go away..."

Resolutely!

confidence!

Decisive!

Zhou Tao touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Coach Zhang, I didn't mean to embarrass you, why are you doing this?"

Zhang Ben's purpose was to prove himself. Even if he didn't deliberately embarrass himself this time, Zhang Ben's goal was also the National Games.

Zhang Ben smiled: "For nothing else, just for a child's future..."