Chapter 637: The Painting Style Is Wrong (Two Chapters in One)

In addition to the national track and field team, there are many athletes from the provincial track and field teams participating in the selection competition, and there are really a lot of them.

The number of people who signed up for the competition was unexpected, and Miyayoshi thought that the run would be over after one round, but he didn't expect it to be so formal, and it was divided into group knockout rounds and the final finals, making it look like an official competition.

Zheng Ye is arranging and dealing with the trivial matters of getting the number plate and when to play, and Miyayoshi only needs to wait quietly on the side, casually doing a warm-up exercise to stretch his muscles and bones. When he plays, Zheng Ye will come to call Gong Ji, and Gong Ji doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Hua Fei helped Gong Ji get water and towels next to him, like a little maid, and other athletes were not treated like Gong Ji, so many people looked at Gong Ji with all kinds of envy and jealousy, and inexplicably had a trace of hostility.

Everyone is preparing for the competition very seriously, competing for the only place in the Asian Games, and putting 100% of their energy into it. And the palace guitar is like this, which looks like it's coming to the competition? It's clear that it's a tourist, and there is a beautiful woman waiting for her, and from time to time she sprinkles a handful of dog food, abusing and killing countless single dogs next to her. What's even more odious is that it seems that Gong Ji and Hua Fei are not aware of the gaze of others at all.

Such a picture is like the ancient rich family who went to take the imperial examination, and there was a beautiful maid beside him. Seeing that the young master was thirsty, he immediately handed over the water, and when he was sweating, he immediately rushed to wipe the sweat with a towel, and took care of that one very well. Most people have a hatred of the rich, and this kind of rich and less clothes to reach out for food and open their mouths is the most annoying.

You must know that a large part of the athletes are from poor backgrounds and do not have satisfactory academic performance. But their strong physique and athletic talent above ordinary people made them choose a sports school and became one of the tens of millions of hard-working athletes.

When others watch a well-known sports star, shoot an advertisement casually, or participate in an event, they can get millions or tens of millions of sponsorship fees. In fact, for the vast majority of athletes, it is a very distant thing, and it is an opportunity that only the lucky ones who stand at the top of the industry pyramid can have. Most athletes are unknown, and if they are lucky enough to be lucky in the future, they will just go down to provincial and municipal schools to become coaches, and they can only make ends meet.

In the current selection competition, winning the only place to participate in the Asian Games is likely to be an opportunity to get ahead, and everyone attaches great importance to it and cherishes it very much. As a result, Gong Guitar is like child's play, and in the eyes of other athletes, it is very hateful.

Even Zheng Peiwen couldn't stand it, so she hurriedly pulled He Ming aside, for fear that others would mistakenly think that Gong Ji was with them.

"Miyayoshi, the number of your game has come out, it's fifty-three! In the seventh round, it won't start until about twenty minutes, you don't need to be too nervous now, try to relax!"

At this time, Zheng Ye came over with a number plate and helped Miyayoshi tie the clothes on his back. There were unexpectedly many people participating in the selection competition today, no wonder the old leaders of the General Administration promised to be so happy. There are as many as fifty or sixty people in this competition, and it is really not many places for multi-palace guitars and one place for less-palace guitars.

Zheng Ye originally thought that there would be no masters in this selection competition, and Gong Ji would be able to win it steadily. But I just went to see the registration office, took a look at the competition players above, and found that there seemed to be a lot of powerful players, and the most unexpected of them was that Sun Pingchuan, a naturalized athlete like him came to participate in the trials. Fortunately, He Ming's performance last year was superior and he locked a place in the Asian Games early, otherwise if he came to participate in this trial, he might not have a chance to win this first place.

The strength of Gong Guitar is stronger than He Ming, but Zheng Ye is more worried about Gong Guitar's lack of competition experience, and it is very important to play on the spot many times. There are many athletes who usually do very well, but when it comes to real competitions, they will not perform properly. Zheng Ye has seen a lot of such athletes, and now he is worried that Gong Ji is like this.

Judging from Zheng Ye's many years of coaching experience, the biggest problem is mainly psychological, there are many newcomers who have the strength of a lifetime, but they can't stumble over this threshold.

"Oh! It's going to take so long? Coach, you can do whatever you say, then Hua Fei, do you hear that? The coach said I want to relax, you come and help me beat my legs! The muscles in my legs feel a little tight, and it might be better to press it!"

In fact, Gong Ji was nervous, but he was pretending to be a public servant, pulling Hua Fei aside, putting his legs down, and asking Hua Fei to give him a massage package.

"Wait a minute, if you don't come back first, I'll cut off your foot when I go back at night and make a braised pig's trotters!" Hua Fei's face was slightly red, but his fists were still beating Gong Ji lightly.

"Ahem...... In public, pay attention! Coach Song is here, I'll go over and talk to him, and by the way, ask about the news!" Zheng Ye found that he was thinking too much this time, looking at the palace guitar, how could he be a little nervous?

These two young men and women are really open, and they don't think about the feelings of other people around them, such an important game is about to start, and they are still showing affection here? It's too unusual! If it were someone else, Zheng Ye had already said it. Zheng Ye couldn't stand it, and felt that there were murderous eyes sweeping over from time to time around him, so he hurriedly found an excuse to leave, and came back when the game started.

"Xiao Zheng, what kind of genius are you talking about who can be compared to Liu Feihai?

Zheng Ye turned around and left, and soon met Coach Song, the old leader of the General Administration, and was pulled and questioned.

This is also because Zheng Ye bragged in front of this head coach Song, saying how powerful Gong Ji was, and successfully attracted the attention of head coach Song.

"Gong Guitar is scheduled on the fifty-third, the seventh round of the game, and it will be played late!Coach Song, you may have to wait for a while, hehe!" Zheng Ye said with a smile, but he was dissatisfied with Gong Ji being arranged so late. Arranged in the back, it will affect the competitive state of the players. And after Miyayoshi ran in the group stage, according to today's competition system, there was not much time to rest, which was not very favorable for Miyayoshi, and Zheng Ye was worried that this would affect Miyayoshi's results.

"Oh, that's it, it's okay to be late! But I've heard that the strength of the players participating in the selection tournament this time is not bad, especially Coach Wang Wei, who brought a newcomer today, and the strength is said to be very strong. I don't know if Xiao Zheng is as confident as before this time, maybe there will be a good show of dragon and tiger fighting today! Huh? Isn't that Coach Wang Wei? He walked over and looked at him like that, he seemed to be full of confidence!"

Coach Song is a kind looking old man, this year is his last year in office, and he will retire next year. Coincidentally, the Asian Games were held in Yangcheng, China, and head coach Song hoped that before he retired, he could draw a beautiful end to his career. China's track and field rankings are relatively backward in the world, and even in Asia, they are only hovering in the top three, and from time to time there will be island countries and southern baseball countries to compete.

And Chief Coach Song has always had a wish, he does not dare to expect China's track and field to surpass those black and white people who are athletically gifted, and only wants to have the opportunity to dominate Asia and crush the island countries and the southern baseball in the field of track and field, then he has no regrets even if he retires. It is for this reason that Coach Song especially hopes to use this selection competition to select another player with outstanding ability to participate in the Asian Games. In any case, this Asian Games is held in his own country, and if he can't deliver a satisfactory report card to the country and the people in the end, Coach Song feels that his career is not perfect.

At present, in addition to Zheng Ye giving Coach Song a hope, the most anticipated one belongs to Wang Wei's newly recruited naturalized island country player Sun Pingchuan. Head Coach Song has seen the strength of the island athlete with his own eyes, and it is completely impossible to participate in the Asian Games with his strength. The only regret is that this person's birth, no matter what, how whitewashed, always feels a little awkward to outsiders.

Coach Song actually didn't really want this Sun Pingchuan to join the national team, but because of Wang Wei's backer behind him, Coach Song, who was about to retire, reluctantly made a compromise. Of course, if there are other players whose strength can compare with Sun Pingchuan and him, it would be perfect to win this place.

"Hmph! It's just an island country ghost pretending to be our Chinese people, our Miyayoshi will definitely win, I am 100% confident!" Zheng Ye followed the gaze of Chief Coach Song, and really saw Wang Wei walking over.

Wang Wei is like a spring breeze, walking is fluttering, and his confidence is unprecedentedly high. There is no other reason, it is all due to his newly recruited student Sun Pingchuan, whose strong strength stands out in this selection competition, crushing everyone in minutes.

But no, looking at Wang Wei's walk, he planned to invite credit in front of Coach Song and show his unique vision.

"Coach Song! Are you here too? The contestants in this selection competition seem to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! I just took a turn and found that there are many strong athletes. Especially Coach Zheng Ye's new recruit is even more powerful, you see over there, doing a hot exercise is so ingenious, it's really eye-opening! Huh? It turns out that Coach Zheng Ye is also here? Forgive my clumsiness, I really didn't see you just now. Didn't offend you, did you?

Wang Wei walked over with a laugh, as if he didn't see Zheng Ye next to him, and said with a big grin. People who don't know really think he's praising others!

Zheng Ye listened to Wang Wei's words beside him, this thick mocking tone, he really wanted to take off the shoes he was wearing on the soles of his feet, and slapped Wang Wei's fat face! This guy is really cheap, he looks so bad!

However, Wang Wei pointed to the distance with his hand, and Zheng Ye looked at it. Seeing Gong Guitar sitting on a certain step over there, a place with his back in his back, enjoying Hua Fei pushing oil for him...... Oh no, it shouldn't be pushing oil, it's supposed to be smearing something unknown on the hands, feet and face. This style of painting is incompatible with the pictures of others next to him who are nervously preparing for battle, and Zheng Ye didn't look at it for a while. Originally, I wanted to defend Gong Ji for two sentences, but seeing this scene, Zheng Ye suddenly ran out of words!

Facing Coach Song's questioning gaze, Zheng Ye really couldn't explain for Gong Ji, so he could only lower his head depressedly. I secretly comforted myself in my heart, Gong Guitar's behavior is a little weird, but his personal strength is really strong. After all, track and field still depends on strength. Wait a while, as long as Gong Guitar can win that Sun Pingchuan in the competition, can he still be proud of Wang Wei?

"Hehe! Coach Wang, what is your student Sun Pingchuan's number, and what is he playing?" Coach Song glanced at Gong Ji in the distance, and immediately folded his impression of Gong Ji, and kept shaking his head to express his dissatisfaction. If it was his temper when he was young, he would have to walk over and kick people directly.

Coach Song's expectations for Gong Ji dropped most of them in an instant, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity, it seems that in the end, he may still have to let this Sun Pingchuan win the Asian Games. Well, it seems that this is providence.

"No. 7! Sun Wei is No. 7, he played in the first round, and he will be seen playing right away. Coach Song, why don't we go over here?" Wang Wei said proudly, he came over to invite the head coach Song to come over to watch Sun Pingchuan compete with his own eyes and witness the birth of a Chinese track and field legend.

"Oh, then what are you waiting for? Take me over, I'm going to time it myself! If Sun Pingchuan can really run within ten seconds, then this quota is estimated to have been locked on him in advance!" Coach Song didn't like Sun Pingchuan very much in his heart, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

Seven? That's a great number, isn't it?

If you want to say that there is no greasy in this, Zheng Ye absolutely does not believe it.

Zheng Ye followed behind Coach Song and Wang Wei, muttering in his heart. With Wang Wei's relationship in the national track and field team, it is really not difficult to arrange a good number for his student Sun Pingchuan. Zheng Ye really didn't expect that Wang Wei was so shameless, even doing such a small action, and he knew that he should also pay attention to this numbering issue in advance.

Zheng Ye regretted it a little, but it was too late. The only thing that can comfort me is that in the face of absolute strength, all small actions are in vain.

"Get ready!"

"Bang!"

Yes, the first round of the group stage has begun. According to the rules of the competition, in each round, only the first place can advance to the final round. In other words, the first round of the group stage is equivalent to the knockout round, so almost all the players will go all out and show their 100% strength. No matter how fast you run, as long as you finish second in the same group, you're sorry that you're eliminated and don't have a chance to play in the next final.

"Ahh

As soon as the gunshots rang out, Sun Pingchuan, who was on the seventh road, took the lead, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

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