In the central room.
Ma Zhuo sat at the table and ate chicken.
How fragrant.
"Xiao Zhuo, are you going alone this time?”
Zhang Yumin sounded a little worried.
As the saying goes, a child travels thousands of miles, and a mother worries.
Ma Zhuo would be away for nearly two months this time, and as his mother, she couldn't help but worry about him.
"It's not just me. I still have my coach. She's going with me.”
Hearing that the coach was following them, Zhang Yumin heaved a sigh of relief.
It was much better to have someone familiar to take care of him.
"When you get there, you have to listen to the coach. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to say it in time.”
"Mom, don't worry. I can take care of myself.”
At this moment.
Zhang Yumin got up and went to the inner room. After a while, she came back.
She was holding a stack of 100 and 50 yuan, as well as 20 yuan.
It was a little old.
"This is 1500 yuan.”
Ma Zhuo didn't take it." Mom, I'm going to the training camp this time. I'll be provided with food and lodging. Even if I'm sick, I don't have to spend money. The government will take care of everything."”
"You still have to take it."
Zhang Yumin stuffed the money into his pocket and continued,"It's different outside compared to at home. At home, you can live with or without money. In the outside world, it was easy to get things done with money. When training with others, it was inevitable that there would be times when they would treat each other to a meal. If they were too stingy, they would not want to be with them.”
"I'll go back to the county town in the afternoon and buy some good clothes."”
Ma Zhuo was silent.
Their family's five mu of land had only harvested less than 4000 catties of wheat this year.
He had paid 720 catties of public rations, so he still had 3200 catties left.
One catty was sold for 60 cents, and the total price was less than 2000 yuan.
After deducting the cost, there was only about 1700 yuan left.
As for Yang Guoqiang's part-time money, he had already spent it all to pay for Ma Zhuo's tuition fees, living expenses, and some other things at home.
This year's money could only be obtained at the end of the year.
Therefore, after giving him the 1700 yuan, there would definitely not be much left at home.
Looking at the old clothes that Zhang Yumin had worn for a few years, Ma Zhuo's tears fell.
"Child, why are you crying?"
"It's fine."
Ma Zhuo rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.”
"It doesn't matter if you're the champion or not. Your health is still the most important. Don't train too hard.”
"Yes."
An hour later.
Ma Zhuo packed his things and walked out of the house with his bag.
There was also a plastic bag on her feet to prevent her shoes from getting muddy.
He would throw it away when he reached the asphalt road.
Zhang Yumin followed him to the entrance of the alley. As she watched him walk away, she could not help but cry and sob softly.
Ma Zhuo had never been away from home for so long since he was young. This time, he was going to Shangdu for two months.
He did not know if he would suffer.
Zhang Yumin felt terrible just thinking about it.
......
County.
Ma Zhuo didn't go to buy clothes. Instead, he went straight back to school.
On the field.
Wang Ling, who was having a physical education class, saw Ma Zhuo carrying a bag into the gym and followed him in.
"Xiao Zhuo, why are you back so early?”
"There's nothing much to do at home. Come back early and you can train for a while.”
Ma Zhuo said as he put on his spiked shoes.
Wang Ling nodded." They're free to move around. I'm fine too. Let's train."”
"Yes."
On the field.
Ma Zhuo was training in a corner, attracting a lot of attention.
Usually.
Except for the physical education class of Grade One (3), Ma Zhuo trained during the evening self-study period.
Therefore, most of the students had never seen it before.
Naturally, it felt fresh.
There were also some girls who were not attracted by the training content, but by Ma Zhuo's good looks.
It was eye-catching.
"If only Ma Zhuo was in our class!”
"I think Ma Zhuo is better looking than the Hanazawa genre in Meteor Garden.”
"No one in F4 is better looking than him.”
"That's right!"
"Are you all lovestruck?"
"You're the one who's infatuated.”
"I heard that Ma Zhuo is going to Shang Du to participate in the training and won't be back for the final exam.”
"Then I won't be able to see you this semester."
"You can watch TV at home during the summer break. It's on Central TV Sports Channel.”
“......”
On the cinders track.
Ma Zhuo raised his leg and strode forward. When his front foot touched the ground, he pulled back forcefully.
"Da da da."
His pace wasn't fast, but he was very powerful.
This exercise was very important.
It wasn't taught by Wang Ling, but Ma Zhuo learned it from watching Su Bingtian's videos and Bolt's videos in his previous life.
This wasn't how sprinting training was done.
At present, the mainstream of domestic sprinters was still toeing on the ground, which was particularly easy to cause injuries.
That was why Ma Zhuo didn't run like this from the start.
Of course.
In order to avoid injury, it was not only the landing of the forefoot, but also the landing position of the foot.
He had to land right below his center of gravity.
In this case, the hip, knee, and ankle joints were all slightly bent, which could form an effective buffer.
Unfortunately, Ma Zhuo could only practice it himself and could not tell others.
Because he was still a newbie. If he said it out loud, others would either not believe it or wonder how he knew it.
After all, he was still a child and had never come into contact with relevant theories.
He could only wait until he was successful and famous before he spoke of some advanced concepts based on his own experience. Only then would it seem valuable.
......
At night.
Although he was going to Shangdu tomorrow, Ma Zhuo didn't leave early.
He trained for two hours as usual.
"Alright, that's all for today. Go back and rest well. Don't go to self-study tomorrow. After you get up, pack your things and come to the field for some exercise.”
"I know!"
Ma Zhuo changed out of his spiked shoes and returned to the dormitory after putting them in the gym.
As soon as she walked out of the field, she saw a familiar face.
Zhang Lingling.
"Class monitor, are you waiting for me?"
"Yes."
Zhang Lingling admitted generously and continued,""Since you're back in the dormitory, let's talk as we walk.”
Thus, the two of them walked side by side in the direction of the dormitory.
"You're going to Shangdu tomorrow morning, right?”
"Yes, we'll leave at eight o'clock."
Ma Zhuo's voice was a little low.
To be honest, he was also a little reluctant.
"If you go to the National Middle School Games, you'll either be recruited by the provincial team or by Shuimu Jing. You won't be coming back.”
Zhang Lingling's tone carried a hint of sadness.
Ma Zhuo was silent.
It seemed that this was the truth.
"However, this is a good thing!"
Zhang Lingling tilted her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.""I'll definitely cheer for you at home during the competition!”
Ma Zhuo didn't know what to say and could only nod.""Thank you!"
"What are you thanking me for? We're friends!”
After saying that, Zhang Lingling took out a piece of paper from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand.
"This is the QQ number I applied for. If you really don't want to go back to Second High, we can still use this to chat in the future.”
"Yes."
A smile appeared on Ma Zhuo's face as he continued,""Class monitor, what's your username?”
"I'm not telling you. You'll know when you add it.”
"Is it especially childish?"
"Tsk, you're the childish one!"
Zhang Lingling rolled her eyes and skipped two steps forward before bouncing back."Ma Zhuo, to be honest, what do you think of me as the class monitor?”
She originally wanted to ask what she thought of her.
However, he changed his words.
"She's very good. She's good-looking, good at her studies, and she's very hardworking.”
"Really?" Zhang Lingling's eyelashes fluttered.”
"Of course it's true!"
"Hehe, thank you! Then I'm leaving! You must add my buttoning!"
After saying that, Zhang Lingling jogged away.
Ma Zhuo stood where he was and opened the note to take a look under the streetlight. There were six numbers on it.
It was easy to remember.
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