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Chapter 49 Luo Jiaquan's preliminaries
Licheng, Xiangyang District.
Chen Lao was in a daze with tea in his hand on the reclining chair on the balcony.
Mrs. Chen looked at the dazed old Chen, took the teacup from him, and helped Chen to pour a cup of tea: "Why, are you still thinking about the athletes' competition?"
Chen Lao is not old, he is just tortured by illness and looks a little old. Mrs. Chen's wife, Mrs. Chen, is not yet sixty years old, and she is a kind-hearted old lady.
Chen Lao nodded slightly, but did not speak.
Mrs. Chen knows the pressure that Chen is facing, and the past glory does not mean that it is still going on now. Domestic sprinting, in the past ten years, has not been satisfactory.
"Now is the world of young people. Isn't there a 16-year-old teenager coming to the provincial team..."
Mrs. Chen smiled and comforted her husband: "And Coach Zhang, you are always talking about you, and you are also a very capable young man. Now that you have planned to train, what are you still worried about..."
Chen Lao was slightly startled, and smiled bitterly: "I can't let it go... I'm getting old, and I'm getting old, and I still have too many regrets... The domestic sprint, the self has begun to connect with the world, and Asia is the first. In my hands, I was gradually derailed from the world, and I also lost the number one in Asia... I know I don't have a few years to live, and before I die, I want to watch the domestic sprint and rush out of Asia..."
No one understands that this sprinter who once tied the world record has a strong desire to watch the domestic sprint rush out of Asia, rush to the world track, and achieve glory.
"It will be fine..."
Mrs. Chen sighed with emotion: "The economy is getting better and better, and living conditions are getting better and better. Sports also rely on the economy. Our domestic sports shortcomings will gradually catch up with the world's top..."
"Jingle Bell..."
The phone rang, and Mrs. Chen got up to answer the phone.
"Zhiyuan...here, I call him..."
Mrs. Chen hadn't called Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen had already stood up and took the call: "Zhiyuan, the 100-meter race at this time, the preliminaries have just started..."
"You said...you said..."
Chen Lao breathed quickly: "10 seconds 10...10 seconds 10...Wang Ben broke the national record?"
The phone hung up, and Chen Lao stood in front of the phone for a long time, speechless.
Suddenly, Elder Chen got up and walked out.
Madam Chen was so worried that she hurriedly chased after him.
"What are you doing with me?"
Chen Lao's face was full of smiles. At this moment, he seemed to be a few years younger: "I went to the body management center to walk around... Sports, it is not a person's effort, those little guys should also work hard..."
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"Get down, there are still ten minutes, time should be enough..."
When he came to the warm-up area, Zhang Ben instructed Luo Jiaquan to lie on the mat.
Luo Jiaquan was stunned for a moment, this sentence is somewhat ambiguous... Wang Ben is still young, and he doesn't have as many flowers as Luo Jiaquan, but Luo Jiaquan's face is strange.
"Snapped..."
Zhang Ben slapped Luo Jiaquan on the back: "Thoughts are so dirty, time waits for no one..."
Only then did Luo Jiaquan lie down on the mat, and said yin and yang strangely, "Coach, take it easy..."
"Why do I feel that voice and expression are so weird..."
Wang Ben fought a cold war: "Brother Luo, you look like a flea..."
Zhang Ben rolled his eyes, old age is different from young age, Wang Ben is such a pure child, if he has been in contact with them for a long time in the future, he will also learn badly...
Ten minutes later, Zhang Ben patted Luo Jiaquan's buttocks: "It's time to check and record..."
Luo Jiaquan raised his head in a daze, Zhang Ben's massage technique was different, and he almost fell asleep comfortably.
"Believe in yourself, you will definitely get a good result..."
Zhang Ben patted Luo Jiaquan on the shoulder: "You are very good, you need to prove yourself... This is just the preliminaries, don't rush too hard, just be able to advance."
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"Whoosh..."
Standing in front of the starting line, the Luo family took a heavy breath.
His performance is not particularly good, since he entered the national team at the age of 21, his performance has not improved a lot. His best time was 10.47, and he never made a breakthrough.
A group of eight people, some familiar, some unfamiliar, the top three advance.
The result of 10.47 seconds is not bad. It's a bit hard to compete for the top three...
"I envy Wang Ben. Being able to be in the cannon fodder group makes it easier to advance..."
After trying to make a starting move, Luo Jiaquan adjusted the running aid, then took off his jacket, jumped in front of the running aid, and looked at the other runners.
Luo Jiaquan was assigned to the seventh track, which is not a good position.
This shows that there are at least three or four people in front, and when they signed up for the competition, their results were better than him.
Although it is often said that the track is drawn randomly, Luo Jiaquan, who has been running on the track for nearly ten years, is still very clear that historical results are very important.
For example, in this National Games, the arrangement here is actually random or artificial, and the arrangement is judged based on historical achievements...
"Whoosh..."
Luo Jiaquan was a little nervous and his heart beat faster.
He lacked a little self-confidence, rolled his eyes, and saw the familiar figure at the end: "Coach Zhang is very confident in me..."
Luo Jiaquan didn't trust Zhang Ben very much at first. Zhang Ben was too young, only one year older than him.
Not to mention theoretical knowledge, at least in terms of experience, it is not enough to train him as a national team player.
In the past month, Luo Jiaquan's sense of Zhang Ben has changed a lot, and he has become more and more respectful. New training methods, attitudes towards athletes...
"Coach Zhang said that Wang Ben could break the national record, and Wang Ben did it. Coach Zhang said, if I don't want to rush too hard, it's good to make the cut, which shows that Coach Zhang knows my results..."
Luo Jiaquan instantly regained confidence in his heart: "I can definitely do it!"
Over the years, Luo Jiaquan has gradually given up, or in other words, he has lost his enterprising spirit. He originally wanted to retire safely and go to a high school as a physical education teacher.
Only this time, came to Qi Province to train and prepare for the National Games. Luo Jiaquan's competitive heart, which had been extinguished at that moment, ignited again.
Wang Ben, this little boy, has achieved such brilliant achievements, how can he fall behind?
Is it really necessary to choose to retire so peacefully?
Can't go further, have a good result, have a good choice, stay in the provincial team or the national team as a coach? At least, be a coach in a university...
I don't fight for the championship, I don't fight for the top three, I only fight for my future!
Luo Jiaquan's eyes became more and more firm, and that kind of ambition that had not appeared in the past few years filled him with strength.
"come on!"
Luo Jiaquan clenched his fists: "You can definitely do it!"
At least, don't disappoint Coach Zhang, this month's cultivation!
"If you are willing to train with me, I will be responsible for you. In a month's time, not to mention that you will make great progress, at least better than your current results... If you are not willing, I will not force..."
This is what Coach Zhang said before training them a month ago... Luo Jiaquan still remembers it.
"Coach Zhang is full of confidence, how can I not work hard on my own?"
Luo Jiaquan gradually relaxed.
"Everyone take your place..."
The referee's command sounded on the broadcast.
Luo Jiaquan picked up the mineral water bottle and took a sip, moistening his dry throat.
Squat down and put your feet on the starting block.
"preparation..."
Bowing to his feet, Luo Jiaquan looked straight ahead, wherever his eyes could see.
"At the beginning of the race, all your goals are the finish line ahead. During this process, you don't need to think about where you are running, you don't need to know whether you are behind or ahead, you just know that you should use the fastest speed. , across the finish line. Win or lose, judge by your own timer..."
This is what Coach Zhang told them. At this time, he just follows these steps...
Waiting to start!