At night.
Yang Zhuo took a simple bath and lay on the bed.
He felt that something was wrong.
His legs were aching.
It didn't hurt from the outside, but from the bones.
It was very uncomfortable.
Seeing him tossing and turning, the roommate next to him asked with concern,"Yang Zhuo, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine. Go to sleep."
......
Yang Zhuo didn't know when the pain stopped, nor when he fell asleep.
In short, she was completely fine after she woke up.
Between classes.
"Yang Zhuo, what happened to you last night?" asked Fatty with concern. You weren't asleep when I woke up to go to the bathroom.”
"It's nothing. My leg just hurts a little.”
"Your leg hurts? Could it be that you've been training too much and are lacking calcium?”
"I don't know. Anyway, it's already healed.”
Yang Zhuo didn't care.
The best time of the day is in the morning.
It was better to study.
"When the first emperor arrived,
He fought with the remaining heroes of the six generations, shook the long-term strategy to rule the world, swallowed the Zhou Dynasty and destroyed the vassals, ascended the throne and ruled the world, and whipped the world with a whip.
His might shook the four seas."
What a good First Emperor!
......
At noon.
Some students didn't like to eat in the cafeteria.
She bought it and ate it in the classroom.
Little Fatty was one of them.
This guy had a big mouth. When they were eating, he told them that Yang Zhuo's leg hurt last night.
Zhang Lingling, who was reading a book while eating a bun, turned around and asked,"Little Fatty, why does his leg hurt?”
"I think it's probably because of the heavy training and calcium deficiency.”
"Oh."
Zhang Lingling nodded thoughtfully.
......
Yang Zhuo went to class and trained as usual.
He didn't tell Wang Jie about his leg pain.
He felt that it was just a coincidence.
However…
When she went to bed at night, her leg hurt again.
It was another sleepless night.
Yang Zhuo took it to heart this time. He had to see a doctor.
The next morning.
He came to class for morning self-study, only to find something extra on his desk.
A bottle of calcium tablets.
Looking around, everyone was memorizing.
No one showed any abnormalities.
Yang Zhuo was confused.
These calcium tablets were sold in the school's infirmary. One bottle cost 20 yuan.
It was very expensive.
Who bought it?
Class monitor?
Yang Zhuo looked at the middle seat of the second row. Zhang Lingling was reading seriously.
It didn't seem possible.
Could it be that a girl who had a crush on him bought it?
Yang Zhuo couldn't be sure, so he didn't bother about it.
After morning self-study.
Yang Zhuo came to the infirmary after dinner.
Coincidentally, she bumped into Wang Jie, who was here to get cold medicine.
"Xiao Zhuo, why are you here? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Uh, I don't know why either. My legs have been hurting for the past two nights.”
Hearing this, Wang Jie hurriedly asked the doctor to take a look at him.
However…
After checking around, he didn't find any problems.
"Maybe it's because you're still developing and you're exercising a lot. Your long bones grow fast, and your muscles and tendons can't keep up. That's why you have this kind of situation, which is commonly known as growing pain.”
"Think back," the doctor continued,"has this ever happened before?" When he was resting or before he went to bed at night, his leg hurt, but it was fine the next day?”
Hearing the doctor's words, Yang Zhuo recalled that he had encountered such a situation when he was six or seven years old.
It was also a pain that he could not find the reason for.
After a while, he disappeared.
However, he did not expect it to happen again when he was in his teens.
After confirming that she wasn't sick, Wang Jie heaved a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he was happy because Yang Zhuo was a bit short and his stride was not long enough. He would be at a disadvantage when he competed with those big guys.
It would be much better if it could grow to more than 180.
In the evening.
On the field.
"Xiao Zhuo, let's practice the technical movements of accelerating today. Before this, when you were ten meters away, you had already raised your head completely. This isn't right. You have to keep your center of gravity forward all the time. This is good for accelerating.”
"20 meters?"
"Okay, I'll make a mark. You go and feel it.”
......
During the month, Yang Zhuo only trained for about two hours a day.
However, he still went from a person who didn't know anything about sprinting to an amateur sprinter.
Start, accelerate, run halfway, sprint.
It looked decent.
Of course.
The price he paid was not small.
Yang Zhuo had been experiencing growth pains almost every night this month.
It was really torturous.
At home.
Yang Zhuo was packing his things and preparing to go back to school.
Seeing Zhang Yumin come in with 200 yuan, he said helplessly,"Mom, didn't I say that I don't need that much? The school has food subsidies now, so I can basically eat my fill without spending money.”
This was the truth.
Ever since the school sports meet, Yang Zhuo had become famous in the principal's office.
In terms of food and nails, the school would subsidize everything.
"The school's subsidy is the school's subsidy. Now that you're practicing sprinting and growing up, you need a lot of nutrition. You can buy some milk and eat a good meal in the city if you're hungry.”
Yang Zhuo was silent. In the end, he accepted the 200 yuan.
"Mom, when I get back to school this time, I should participate in the county high school sports meet. I heard from the teacher that there's a 200 yuan prize for the champion.”
"If you can take it, then take it. If you can't take it, don't force it and hurt your body.”
Compared to winning the championship, Zhang Yumin valued her son's health more.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'm strong!"
More than a month ago, Yang Zhuo was still thin and weak.
He was much stronger now, and his body was full of muscles.
Even the vest line was out.
Be it endurance or explosive power, they had all been greatly improved.
When he first ran 100 seconds, he ran 11.43 seconds.
He only managed 11.12 seconds in the school sports meet.
And now?
He had run under 11 seconds during training.
Wang Jie was shocked.
Therefore…
Yang Zhuo was determined to win the championship of the 100m sprint in the National Middle School Games.
As for 200 meters…
It wasn't his main area of expertise, and he didn't have much training for it.
After all, Wang Jie wasn't particularly professional. She only taught some basic skills.
However, Yang Zhuo still had a chance to fight.
"I've heard that athletes are prone to injury. No matter what, you have to take care of your health. Rest when you need to.”
"I know, Mom. I'm not stupid. I won't joke about my future.”
After packing up, Yang Zhuo carried his bag and prepared to wait on the asphalt road at the west end of the village.
"Mom, I'm leaving!"
"Why don't I ride my bicycle?”
"No need. I just want to run and exercise my muscles.”
With that, Yang Zhuo ran to the door.
Gou 'zi wagged his tail and followed behind.
"Don't follow me. Stay at home.”
Yang Zhuo rubbed its head, then opened the door and went out.
"Woof woof!"
The young paparazzo followed them to the entrance of the alley and barked twice before turning around to go back.
It knew that Yang Zhuo was going to school, so it didn't follow him.
If they went to the fields, they would follow.
It was very spiritual.
After leaving the alley, he saw many uncles and aunties chatting and playing cards by the roadside.
This was the most common thing in the countryside during the slack season.
"Yang Zhuo is going to school!"
"Yes, Auntie!"
After he left, the group of people started discussing again.
"This child is much stronger and taller than before.”
"Who do you think he imitated? His parents aren't that tall."
"It's because he eats well. If he eats well, he'll grow. Guoqiang and his wife only have one child.”
"I heard that her studies are not bad. She might really be able to get into a university in the future.”
"Then Guoqiang will be proud. There aren't many college students in our village.”
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