Track and Field: I, the king of sprinting
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In the morning.

In the track and field.

Yang Zhuo was standing in the same place, surrounded by a 50-year-old man.

Her eyes kept sweeping over him.

She even pinched the muscles on his arm.

Yang Zhuo felt uncomfortable.

This was the temporary head coach of the sprinting team, Zhao Fuguo.

He could only hold it in if he was unhappy.

A moment later.

Zhao Fuguo spat out two words.”

Seeing that Yang Zhuo didn't respond, he asked curiously,"Aren't you going to refute?"

"There's nothing to say. I'll use my strength to refute.”

Yang Zhuo's tone was neither servile nor overbearing, but firm.

"Good! Ambition!"

Zhao Fuguo's eyes flashed as he continued,"Then let me see your stamina and endurance first.”

Then, he clapped his hands." Everyone, warm up first. Fifteen laps."”

Yang Zhuo was speechless.

400 meters per lap, 15 laps would be 6000 meters.

Was this a warm-up?

He knew that this old man was trying to intimidate him, but he didn't say anything.

Run.

So, Yang Zhuo followed Cui Hao and the others, running around the track and field.

The sprinting team had a total of six people.

Yang Zhuo and Cui Hao were participating in the 100m event and the 4x100m event, while the other two were only participating in the 4x100m event.

Other than the four of them, there were two others who were participating in the 200m sprint.

They were all training together.

At this moment, the six of them started running rhythmically on the track.

On the sidelines.

Zhao Fuguo sat on the bench with a calm expression.

Wang Jie hesitated for a while and said," Coach Zhao, Yang Zhuo is different from the five of them. He is a proper student. He has classes in the day and trains for two hours at night. Isn't it inappropriate for him to have such a heavy training load when he just arrived?"”

"I know. I've seen Yang Zhuo's information. In less than three months, he could run from 11.43 seconds to 10.69 seconds.”

At this point, Zhao Fuguo's face revealed an excited expression."He might be the future leader of China's sprinting team, or even the Asian sprinting team. However, if one really wanted to do it, one would not only rely on talent, but also perseverance. If one could not withstand this little bit of hardship, they would not be able to achieve great things in the future.”

Wang Jie's lips moved, but she didn't say anything else.

He stood aside and watched Yang Zhuo running.

He secretly cheered in his heart.

Zhao Guofu took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Yang Zhuo's last physical examination.

178cm.

However, the last time he measured his bone age, he could still grow four to five centimeters taller.

It was within the golden height range of sprinters.

66kg.

His body fat percentage was a little high, 14%.

A normal sprinter's body fat percentage was between 8% and 12%.

There was still a huge improvement in this aspect.

A low body fat percentage would increase strength and burst power, which would be beneficial to the improvement of sprinting performance.

Looking at the length of his legs and arms, Zhao Guofu liked them more and more.

They were born for sprinting.

Seeing this, he turned to Wang Jie and asked,""Mr. Wang, how does Yang Zhuo train in school?”

"It's mainly basic training. Our school has a cinder-filled track, and we only have barbells and dumbbells.”

Zhao Guofu was angry when he heard that.

"What a waste! What a waste! Isn't your school willing to buy it?"

Wang Jie:

This old man, it's easy for you to say, but you're paying for it?

"Sigh."

Zhao Guofu sighed and continued,"I've watched the internal selection video. This child's strength, coordination, and flexibility are all bad. His running rhythm is not good, and his finishing skills are terrible. He only has one and a half months to train.”

Wang Jie:

Hearing his words, Yang Zhuo seemed to be useless.

However, she could not refute him.

Compared to professional athletes, this was indeed the case.

At this moment, Zhao Guofu muttered,"If only you gave me a year, or even half a year."”

He really thought that Yang Zhuo was a promising talent.

......

Tired.

This was Yang Zhuo's biggest feeling right now.

At first, he had thought that the 6000m sprint would not be a big challenge for him, but now he realized that it was not as easy as he thought.

His legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and it took a lot of effort to lift them every time.

This was not the main point.

The key was that his five teammates were all from the sports school and had at least two years of professional training. Their stamina and endurance were not something he could compare to.

The five of them maintained the same rhythm and did not slow down.

At first, Yang Zhuo could keep up, but after five laps, he could barely keep up, and after ten laps, he couldn't keep up at all.

He could only run at his own pace.

Her throat was burning and her head was buzzing.

The speed was getting slower and slower.

But he had no intention of stopping.

Zhao Guofu wanted to show him his might, but he would not let this old man get what he wanted.

On the sidelines.

"Coach Zhao, it's been 12 laps. It's about time, right?" Wang Jie said.”

"You have no confidence in him?"

Zhao Guofu chuckled and continued,"This kid's stamina has long been exhausted, but he's holding on and competing with me. Very good, I like this.”

After saying that, he added,"I'll make arrangements later to give this kid a nutritious meal in the future."”

Hearing this, Wang Jie was delighted.

The nutritious meal was a professional set meal for athletes. Although it didn't taste good, it was good for the body.

On the track.

Yang Zhuo had just started the 14th lap when the others had finished running and were resting on the sidelines.

Although they were students of a sports school, it didn't mean that it was easy for them to run 15 laps.

All of them were exhausted.

Chui Hao was panting heavily, looking at Yang Zhuo.

Although Yang Zhuo had been overtaken, he didn't look down on him.

On the contrary, he was very impressed.

His stamina had long been exhausted, but he could still hold on until now.

If it were him, he would have already laid down.

The scene.

"This child's physical fitness is not good, but his endurance is beyond my expectations.”

Wang Jie said with a hint of pride," He has a lot of perseverance. He's not someone who will admit defeat easily. I'll accompany him for the last lap."”

Then, she ran to Yang Zhuo.

On the track and field.

At this moment, there was only a man and a woman.

Wang Jie followed Yang Zhuo's rhythm."It's the last half lap. Come on!"

Yang Zhuo didn't respond because he felt uncomfortable every time he breathed.

Her throat was burning.

Sweat was no longer dripping, but dripping down, soaking his entire T-shirt.

The movement of his arm was completely deformed and he could not move it.

"100 meters left!"

"Good luck!"

Wang Jie kept encouraging him.

The finish line.

The moment Yang Zhuo stepped over, he fell to the ground.

He really couldn't take it anymore.

This was the first time in his life that he did not want to move at all.

He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Jie pulled him up." You can't lie down. Walk slowly for a while."”

After high-intensity exercise, it was best not to squat or lie down immediately.

It would cause great harm to the body.

Yang Zhuo stood up and scolded in a low voice,"This old man is really not human!"

"Pfft, hahaha."

Wang Jie couldn't help but laugh." You still have the strength to curse. It seems that there's no problem."”

"He wants to see me make a fool of myself. I won't give him the chance." Yang Zhuo gasped.”

"Yes, you're the best!"

With that, Wang Jie helped him walk forward.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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