Year One (3) Class.
Between classes.
"Ling Ling, what's wrong? You've been out of your mind since this morning.”
As he spoke, his deskmate reached out and touched Zhang Lingling's forehead.""Don't tell me he's sick?"
"No!"
"I'm just thinking about something." Zhang Lingling took her hand away.”
"Hehe, are you disappointed because Ma Zhuo left?”
"Disappointed your head."
Zhang Lingling rolled her eyes." I noticed. You're always talking about Ma Zhuo. I'm afraid you have a crush on him."”
"Bah, you're the one who's secretly in love!"
At the same time,
Ma Zhuo and Wang Ling had already arrived at the farm management center.
Director Huang personally sent them over.
It wasn't that he was idle, but he felt that Ma Zhuo had great potential and had a promising future.
It seemed important to send it over personally.
Ma Zhuo also understood in his heart, but no matter what, he had to accept this favor.
Without Director Huang, he might not even have been able to participate in the National Middle School Games.
After entering the field management center, Ma Zhuo and Wang Ling reported first.
First, they allocated the dorms.
There was no need for a staff member to lead him there.
Because Wang Ling was very familiar with this place.
Where was the dormitory, where was the cafeteria, where was the stadium, where was the comprehensive training center, where was the swimming pool, and so on.
She knew everything.
After all, he had trained here before.
Wang Ling sent Ma Zhuo to the dormitory before leaving.
Ma Zhuo's dormitory was a two-person room.
There was a private bathroom and balcony, as well as a TV and a small living room.
The conditions were very good.
Other than him, the other person who lived here was the sports school student who ran 10.88 seconds during the internal selection.
Not yet.
Ma Zhuo made the bed and placed the valuables in the cabinet, locking it with the new lock.
Next, he went to the toilet to wash his hands.
After resting for a while, Ma Zhuo went downstairs.
He met up with Wang Ling.
He walked around.
Compared to the Second High School, the conditions here were many times better.
The track and field field's plastic track was several grades better than the one in Water Town. There was also a variety of training equipment.
In the stadium.
Wang Ling looked at Ma Zhuo, who was jumping on the track, and asked with a smile,"How do you feel?"
"It feels good!"
The last time he came to participate in the internal selection, his mind was focused on the competition.
Now, he could finally experience it properly.
Ma Zhuo was wearing ordinary sports shoes. He would feel even better if he put on spikes.
"Alright, it's noon. Let's go eat!”
"Alright!"
Ma Zhuo had never eaten at the farm management center before, so he was looking forward to it.
Hence, Wang Ling brought him to the canteen.
The food was good.
Especially the various types of meat, which looked very appetizing.
The most important thing was that he had received a special meal card when he reported for duty just now.
For the students who were participating in the National Middle School Games, their meals were charged to the center.
He didn't need to spend money.
Wang Ling said that there was still a small stove, but that was not provided to them.
But Ma Zhuo was already very satisfied.
If he could eat meat without spending money, why would he need a bicycle?
"Whatever you eat, you can make it yourself. But remember, don't waste it.”
"Don't worry, Teacher. I'll fight however much I eat.”
Then, the two of them separated and went to get their own food.
Ma Zhuo ordered four steamed buns, beef, chicken drumsticks, cabbage, and tofu.
When he came to his seat with the tray, Wang Ling glanced at him and teased,"I don't know if they'll regret recruiting you, but you're better at eating than the students in the sports school.”
"Hehe."
Ma Zhuo sat down opposite him." I haven't let go yet. If I'm not full, I'll ask for more."”
"Eat."
The master and disciple faced each other and chatted while eating.
Some people entered the cafeteria one after another. Judging from their physiognomy, they were all from the National Middle School Games delegation.
They did not know each other, so no one greeted them.
They all ate when they arrived.
"Ever since I started training, my appetite has grown. The last time I went home, my mother killed a chicken and basically all of it went into my stomach.”
"If you don't become an athlete, you won't be able to survive by farming.”
"I'll go get some soup, you don't have to go."”
After a while, she returned with two bowls of clear soup.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome."
Just as Ma Zhuo was munching on his drumstick, he saw a familiar face enter.
The 100m sprinter who was in the same dormitory as him.
Cui Hao from Shangdu Sports School.
When Ma Zhuo saw him, he happened to be looking over as well, so Ma Zhuo waved his hand.
Cui Hao smiled and waved his hand in response.
Seeing this, Wang Ling whispered,"I watched the first group's competition that day. This person is also very capable."”
Indeed.
At the age of 17 or 18, someone who could run 10.88 seconds must be talented.
And it might not be the limit.
"However, although he has strength, he's far inferior to you.”
Hearing this, Ma Zhuo drank a mouthful of soup and said,""Master, there's something wrong with you!"
"What about me?" Wang Ling was stunned.
"Other coaches always suppress their students, afraid that their students will become arrogant and complacent. But you praise me all the time. Aren't you afraid that I'll become arrogant?”
"Haha."
Wang Ling laughed." I used to think that way too. But now, I've realized that your personality doesn't match your age at all. You won't be complacent over a small achievement."”
She then added," Also, I realized that you're different from the others. Not only are you not nervous when it comes to the competition, but you're also excited. This is the temperament of a superstar.”
"Stop, stop, stop. The more you say, the more ridiculous it becomes!"
Helpless, Ma Zhuo immediately changed the topic.""Let's talk about something else. Master, you came here for training with me and delayed your vacation time.”
Wang Ling blushed." What do you know, little brat? Eat your food!"”
"Hehe."
After dinner, Ma Zhuo and Wang Ling left the canteen.
The formal training would begin tomorrow morning.
Unlike in school, Wang Ling was not Ma Zhuo's head coach.
When they arrived, the head coach was assigned by the Field Management Center, and Wang Ling was the assistant coach.
In fact, the main reason was that they were afraid that the students would not be used to it, so they brought their own coaches to assist them.
After strolling around for a while, the two of them returned to the dormitory building.
"Xiao Zhuo, go back and take a nap. We'll meet at the training ground at two o'clock.”
"Alright!"
Then, the two of them separated.
Ma Zhuo returned to his dormitory, washed his face, and planned to rest for a while.
As soon as she lay down, she heard the sound of the door being unlocked.
Cui Hao was back.
Ma Zhuo sat up and greeted with a smile,""Hello, my name is Ma Zhuo."
"I know."
Cui Hao looked at him." The coach told me your name when we went back from the internal selection. You're amazing!" His talent is also very strong!"
"You are also very strong!"
Ma Zhuo wasn't being polite.
But Cui Hao still shook his head." I'm not as good as you now, but I won't admit defeat. We'll see each other in the finals."”
"Good! See you in the finals! You haven't told me your name yet."
"Cui Hao."
A moment later.
Ma Zhuo lay down again.
He closed his eyes and rested.
A new life was about to begin.
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