Deliberately attack

Chapter 37

"Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Tang's class!"

Cheng Zhun became interested again, his eyes eager to post Tang Yili's breaststroke results.

"2 points 42...No.8, not bad, not bad..."

For the 50-meter breaststroke, for this group of professional men who often swim for more than 20 seconds, the score of 2 minutes and 42 is really not "good".

Therefore, Cheng Zhun got the coach's eyes again.

He smiled and explained for Tang Yili, "Senior Tang didn't know how to swim at all before, but now she can rank in the top of the class, which is already very good."

"She's not professional."

Lei Peng shut down the computer with a deep snap, and said, "Go and call Xun Lang over here."

"Oh."

Cheng Zhun stuck out his tongue and ran away.

On the field, the competition was still going on in full swing. It was Shen Lang's turn to play, and his main event was breaststroke.

Xun Lang stood at the finish line, wanting to finish the show with his fellow disciples before leaving, but there were too many people who came here admiringly, and surrounded him directly, some wanted to sign autographs, and some wanted to take a group photo.

Cheng Zhun split through the crowd, shouted, I'm sorry, pulled Xun Lang, and walked towards the stands.

Immediately his body lightened, and Xun Lang asked Cheng Zhun what was the matter.

Cheng Zhun: "The old man is looking for you." He kindly added, "The old man's face is not good, senior brother, be careful."

He brought Xun Lang to Lei Pengshen, winked at Xun Lang, and he ran away.

Lei Peng looked Xun Lang up and down deeply, and asked him for a moment, "What time did you come back yesterday?"

Xun Lang was mentally prepared.

"It's three o'clock today."

"Three o'clock?!" Lei Peng was furious, "Back to the base at three o'clock, wake up at six o'clock, and even tie the national record at nine o'clock, Xun Lang, do you think you are so awesome?!"

Xun Lang stood there without saying a word, with the calmness to meet the anger in his eyes.

It's just that you can kill or cut as you please, even if your family is a little poor, you can't do it.

Lei Peng was helpless with Xun Lang like this, so he took a breather and asked.

"Did you go back to Beishi last night?"

"Yes."

"Did you teach Tang Yili's breaststroke?"

"Yes."

Lei Pengshen, who seemed to be calm, had already set off a huge wave in his heart.

The lover in front of him, how much effort he poured into, and how much hope he placed, seeing Xun Lang endured the struggle, step by step into the golden age of his career, just when he was about to make contributions, he fell in love.

As a professional athlete, he trains his body on weekdays, but once he is on the court, his performance is psychological.

When young men and women fall in love, psychological fluctuations are commonplace. If such a state of ups and downs is brought to the field, even the best athletes will not be able to achieve results.

How could someone as sensible as Xun Lang do such a foolish thing? !

This is not kidding about dreams and prospects! ?
Lei Peng pondered for a while, stood up, and the noisy atmosphere of the audience receded into the background.

He said, "Xun Lang, what is your dream?"

"Become an Olympic champion."

Lei Peng nodded deeply: "According to our plan and efforts, you will realize this dream in two years, so," he paused slightly, "would you like to temporarily move Tang Yili to two years later."

Xun Lang stepped between the rows of seats, as if they were filled with silent spectators, and everyone was witnessing the birth of an Olympic champion.

And this birth has to go through a period of extremely painful labor pains.

Xun Lang's face was serene, and his voice was as deep as water.

"I will not give up on Tang Yili, nor will I give up my dream of being a champion. The two are not a matter of choice. If you think the national record is not good enough, I can swim out the Asian record or even the world record."

"You make a request, and I will fulfill it."

"Only Tang Yili can't move."

The boiling competition is still going on, and youth and enthusiasm are written into this autumn one by one.

And Xun Lang is obviously the most kind among this group of young people.

Lei Pengshen, who failed to dismantle the CP, had a gloomy face. He loved and hated Xun Lang, looked at him, and was speechless for a while.

Finally, he waved his hand in disgust.

"Get out, go to the gym and squat, I don't want to see you today!"

……

The friendly match went on lively and lively all morning. The two teams from Bei Province and Tianjin Province were evenly divided, and in Bei Province, the disciple of University A Lei Pengshen had the best result.

Not to mention, Xun Lang is a bug-level existence. He has won all the championships in butterfly, freestyle, and breaststroke in the 100m and 200m.

Cheng Zhun is a fledgling, not only won a 100-meter backstroke championship, but also helped the team win a relay championship.

Only Shen Lang's grades were a bit poor, and he only got No.2 in all the projects he participated in.

Lei Pengshen was complimented by his fellow coach, turned back to his nest, and scolded him bloody.

In the evening, when Xun Lang returned to the dormitory from the gym, he saw Cheng Zhun and Shen Lang writing checks there.

The constipated Cheng Zhun's eyes lit up.

"Eldest brother, you're back."

Xun Lang let out a "hmm", put down the leather protective gear, and sat down.

Originally, I didn't get enough sleep today, and I squatted my legs all afternoon, as strong as Xun Lang, and my mind was a little dizzy.

It happened that Tang Yili sent a WeChat message, and when Xun Lang clicked on it, one message had become a series.

【Another day without a trace...】

[A day without a trace...]

【one day……】

【…】

Xun Lang hooked his lips helplessly and replied to her.

[I was fined in the afternoon, and I am only returning to the dormitory now. 】

Tang Yili replied in seconds: [Is it because of poor results in the friendly match? 】

【almost. 】

Tang Yili: [Let's play a video, let my pretty face comfort you. 】

Xun Lang smiled.

[There is someone next to me, let's send a message. 】

Tang Yili sent a very disdainful expression, and followed a message at the same time.

[Don't call me, wait. 】

Xun Lang didn't know what to wait for, so he put down his phone, went to the bathroom to take a shower, the water was still cold halfway, he insisted on finishing the shower, and returned to the warm room, feeling the heat on his head.

When Xun Lang came out with wet hair, he saw Cheng Zhun taking pictures with his mobile phone and shouting into the video.

"...That's right, I live in the same room with the senior brother and the second senior brother. The conditions here are much worse than ours..."

Cheng Zhun flipped the phone over and showed it to Xun Lang.

"Brother, let me say hello. It's Senior Tang. Senior Tang called to say hello when she heard about our training camp."

Sure enough, there was a bright face on the screen, and Tang Yili seemed to move forward on purpose, so that the thick and slender eyelashes could be clearly seen.

At night, she even wore makeup.

"Good evening, senior brother." Tang Yili smiled.

Xun Lang rubbed his wet hair with his head sideways, his voice flat.

"Good evening, Miss Tang."

Cheng Zhun couldn't take it anymore, "Why are you acting weird, Senior Tang is obviously kind."

Confiscating Xun Lang's right to talk to the goddess, Cheng Zhun turned back his phone and continued chatting with Tang Yili.

"The results of today's competition are not bad, but old man Lei is too strict. The senior brother won six first places, but he is still not satisfied. He was punished to squat... Feihan squatted, hahaha..."

Xun Lang's slightly cold eyes swept over, and Cheng Zhun shrank his neck in fright.

At this time, Tang Yili on the other end of the phone asked, "What's on the table behind you?"

Cheng Zhun turned around.

It was Xun Lang's desk, with colorful cards and chocolates stacked on it.

(End of this chapter)