king of sprint

Chapter 12 The Not Far Gap

Rousseau was telling the truth.

Tian Shiwei felt that he was talking nonsense.

The point is not that Rousseau practiced sprinting, while Juno practiced high jumping.

Instead, Rousseau is in the men's division and Juno is in the women's division.

What a fart.

"Old Lu, you are dishonest." Tian Shiwei pointed at Rousseau and said, then lay back on the bed and continued to play his NDS, apparently no longer wanting to talk to Rousseau.

Seeing Tian Shiwei's obsession with the game, Rousseau thought for a while that it was none of his business, but he felt Tian Shiwei's kindness, so he suddenly felt the need to remind him.

So Rousseau said: "Tian Shiwei, I think you have to work harder, you can't fall like this again."

After speaking, Rousseau went to wash up.

Tian Shiwei originally didn't intend to talk to Rousseau anymore, but the more he thought about this sentence, the more unpleasant it became. He was a little annoyed, and wanted to ask Rousseau to explain to him what it means to be depraved. What happened to him playing games after completing all the training?
Are you faster than me, or can you beat me in medal count?
You have been in the team for half a month and we have competed five or six times, which time I won't win you?
I ranked in the top three in the last Provincial Games in the 100-meter race, and I must have achieved results in the National Games. What are you?
However, after thinking about it for a long time, Tian Shiwei finally decided to ignore Rousseau. He was obviously stronger and couldn't be disturbed by this guy's few words.

……

Rousseau washed up and got ready for bed.

When stamina is below 50, it is especially easy to enter deep sleep.

Before going to bed, Rousseau sorted out his next training plan. Although he has improved a lot in agility and strength since joining the team, and he has also begun to gain a glimpse of professional skills, but in the 100-meter event, compared with the No. [-] player in the team Tian Shiwei is still far behind.

But this 'far' is not 'far away', he can already see the gap, this is a world of difference from the state of not knowing where the opponent is strong when he first played against Tian Shiwei.

The director of the sports committee was right, knowing the gap, you can overcome it.

Tian Shiwei is indeed very strong. Rousseau estimated that his agility and strength should exceed him by more than 5 points in the evaluation of the status bar. Others include reaction speed, jumping ability, explosive power, etc., which are not reflected in the status bar. But there is no doubt about Tian Shiwei's overall lead.

According to this training progress, it will take at least three months for Rousseau to surpass Tian Shiwei on paper data, which is too slow.

Rousseau still needs to practice his skills.

So Rousseau put his mind on Juno, if he could get a 'skill' from the status bar, he might have a chance to overtake in a corner.

Two months later... No, half a month later in the Provincial Games, he will take first place, and Lu Xiaoyu is still waiting for him to pick her up.

"You're the fastest you're the fastest you're the fastest you're the fastest..."

Rousseau fell asleep in the psychological suggestion to himself.

It's a method he learned in a comic book.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, reading a few sentences before going to bed will not affect anything.

And listening to Rousseau's muttering next door, and hearing his breathing gradually became steady, Tian Shiwei realized that this guy was asleep, and he was really a guy who only had training in his mind.

Tian Shiwei couldn't help frowning when he thought about what he said just now, "You need to work harder", and then looked at the time, it was already 11 o'clock, and then looked at the game console in his hand, feeling a little... um, a little uneasy?why?But this kind of emotion finally drove him to put down the game console and prepare for sleep.

……

The morning at Pengcheng Physical Education College is very lively.

In sprint, long-distance running, hurdles, high jump, pole vault, long jump, triple jump, discus, hammer throw, javelin, race walking and other track and field events, more than half of the provincial team members are in Pengcheng Physical Education College for daily garrison training.

Of course, there are other swimming, archery, badminton, fencing, hockey, judo, etc., which are trained in other training bases.

These professional athletes don't do production, but they want the best food and use. Only municipalities like Pengcheng, which are financially rich, can afford almost all athletes in all sports.

Even so, in terms of ice sports and equestrianism, Pengcheng has always been weak. The three northeastern provinces are the strongest in ice sports, and the equestrian champion has always been in Xiangjiang.

This is the case in a province, let alone a country. The strength of sports performance directly reflects a country's economic strength and living standards. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that sports competition is a war in peacetime.

Therefore, every morning on the playground of Pengcheng Institute of Physical Education is full of youthful vigor. Hundreds of young men and women are sweating here, just to be taller, faster and stronger.

Since Rousseau joined the team, he has always been the first athlete in the sprint team to arrive on the playground.

While the other team members were dawdling to assemble according to the stipulated time, he had already completed most of the round-trip running. Lu Jinrong looked at Rousseau, who looked like a black leopard with sweat glistening on his skin under the morning light, and couldn't help nodding.

But he didn't particularly praise Rousseau. The harmony in the team is the most important thing. Excessive praise will make Rousseau a target of public criticism. Under Rousseau's unintentional and silent drive, the other brats in the sprint group also became more diligent. This is Facts are also good signs.

"Assemble!" Lu Jinrong whistled.

Twenty or so players gathered in a queue. At the same time, other coaches whistled on the playground.

As usual, it's training.

Endless training.

Every second, every meter, and every catty of athletes improve their performance, and all the mysteries lie in every morning, noon, and night training.

Through almost self-abuse training, to develop the limit of the body, all the suffering and tiredness, even the blood and pain, will become the insignificant numbers on the final score.

What's more cruel is that 99% of the athletes can't stand on the final podium. The ones who can stand in front of Lu Jinrong are already elites selected from thousands of miles, but these elites will also stand in front of more elite opponents defeated.

There is only one strongest.

"Coach, I'm done practicing." Rousseau raised his hand and said to Lu Jinrong.

"No more practice today?" Lu Jinrong asked.

"I'll take a break," said Rousseau.

"Okay, you can rest first, and learn more cultural lessons when you have nothing to do." Lu Jinrong said.

Running can't run for a lifetime, Lu Jinrong stares at these children's culture classes to plan for their future.

Athletes of Lu Jinrong's generation have achieved too few results. Most of them retired with injuries. Now they can do everything, such as security guards and small businesses.

"I know." Rousseau nodded. He took out a Chinese book, found a place on the playground and stood still.

However, his standing position may be a bit special.

So much so that the boys in the sprint group couldn't help but say in their hearts, "I'm stupid, it's okay to do this" when they looked at Rousseau.

Rousseau, on the other hand, hid his eyes behind the language books and stared at the training of the women's high jump team in the window of the gymnasium.

　Students passing by, don't forget to give a favorite~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)