It was New Year's Eve.
Early morning.
Yang Zhuo lifted the quilt, and a cold wind blew in.
"Hiss!"
He hurriedly covered himself with the blanket again.
It was cold.
It was too cold.
The wind blew and they shivered.
He could only put on his woolen pants and sweater under the blanket.
Two minutes later.
Yang Zhuo came out of the room.
It was so early in the morning that his breath was filled with white mist.
However…
Although it was cold, the air was still fresh.
After Yang Zhuo went to the bathroom, he opened the door and went out to warm himself up.
After coming out, he ran straight into the ground.
Gou 'zi followed behind.
Because it was winter and the road was very hard, Yang Zhuo simply moved his body.
To prevent injuries.
Ten minutes later.
Yang Zhuo stood on a gentle slope and looked to the east.
The winter sun was fiery red.
It was very beautiful.
Yang Zhuo couldn't remember how long it had been since he had enjoyed the morning sun like this. For a moment, he felt a surge of emotions.
After listening to his father's words yesterday, he had already driven all his anxiety out of his mind.
He had also accepted the fact that his speed of improvement had decreased.
At the same time, he made up his mind to train harder.
If 10.16 seconds was his current limit, then he would break this limit and face the next limit.
One day, he would stand on the highest podium of the Olympic men's 100m sprint and watch the red flag rise.
"A sky above my head
Stepping on the earth
In the storm, you raise your head
The ice and snow can't suppress me
What a big tree
Let the wind blow
How many stories are left in the green leaves
There's joy and pain
......”
Yang Zhuo walked back while singing this old song that revealed his age.
On the way back, he practiced frog jumps, lunges followed by high legs, lunges followed by jumps.
There were also arm swing exercises and hip drop exercises.
They walked and stopped, and the journey actually took half an hour.
When he returned to the village, he saw many people walking out of their homes.
Most of them were old people who slept little and woke up early.
Yang Zhuo saw Grandma Xia in the courtyard in front of his house and greeted her,""Grandma Xia!"
"Little Zhuo, you woke up so early."
"I'm used to it. I woke up early to exercise.”
"It's good to exercise."
"I'm going to the market to buy something," Grandma Xia said cheerfully.”
Although it was the eve of the new year, there were still shops selling things on the streets of the village.
This was also the last episode of the year.
After entering the alley, he saw smoke coming from the chimney in the kitchen.
They were already making breakfast.
In the kitchen.
Yang Guoqiang was making a fire while Zhang Yumin stood in front of the stove, putting steamed buns, meat, and egg soup into the pot.
Seeing her son come in, she smiled and said,"You went out to train again?"
"Yeah, I ran around."
"Let's wait for a while. We can eat in a while.”
"Just in time. I'll practice for a while more."
Yang Zhuo returned to the courtyard.
He couldn't practice the digging action anymore, or else he would dig a hole in the ground.
Just practice swinging your arms.
Push-ups.
Then, he took a chair and placed it on the ground to practice his high legs.
Make full use of your free time.
"Woof woof!"
The young paparazzo barked at the side.
"Dog, can you sing?"
Dog: ???
"If you don't know how to do it, what are you shouting for? Shut up!”
Dog:
Soon, breakfast was ready.
Yang Zhuo ate a bowl of fragrant egg soup, two steamed buns, and a big bowl of porridge.
Then, she followed Yang Guoqiang out.
There was nothing much to do, so he just chatted with his neighbors at the intersection.
There was also a huge wooden lump at the intersection that had been set on fire.
A group of people gathered around the fire and chatted.
Seeing Yang Zhuo, everyone greeted him,"Yang Zhuo is here!"
"Did I see you go to the East just now?"
"I'm jogging and exercising," explained Yang Zhuo.”
"Oh."
Next, everyone turned their attention to him.
"What's Beijing University like?"
Yang Zhuo:
This question was really hard to answer. Just like that!
"How big of a leader can you see on the national team?”
Yang Zhuo:
"I usually meet the leaders of the track and field management center.”
"What level is that?"
"This…"
Yang Zhuo scratched his head and organized his words."He's on the same level as our chief.”
"Whoa, the same level as the chief, that's already considered a high official.”
Then, someone asked,"You train every day. When are you going to compete?"”
"Track and field isn't like basketball or soccer. There are very few competitions.”
"Oh, you're still going overseas to compete? Is it on TV?"
"I don't know, but I don't think it's going to be broadcasted." Yang Zhuo shook his head.”
"That's amazing. If you go abroad now, will you still participate in the Olympics?”
Just then, someone chimed in." You don't understand. You can't just participate in the Olympics if you want to. I saw on TV that you have to meet the standards.”
"Yes, there are A and B standards for track and field events in the Athens Olympic Games.”
......
After a while, Yang Zhuo slipped back home.
His head hurt from the question.
11 AM.
Yang Guoqiang took out the door paintings and couplets that he had bought.
He started to paste.
According to the rules of the village, it was not popular to visit.
She could only go to someone else's house after the new year.
Zhang Yumin made some paste with flour and pasted it on the door. Yang Zhuo was in charge of sticking the paste.
Yang Zhuo held a pair of couplets in his hand and was a bit confused."Dad, which side of the couplet is on the right and which side is on the left?”
"You're a college student, yet you can't even tell a couplet apart." Zhang Yumin teased.”
Yang Zhuo:
Yang Guoqiang smiled." Look at the mark in the middle. You can tell from the drawing."”
The couplets were connected together and were cut open with a knife. It was easy to tell the left from the right by looking at the cut marks.
......
At night.
It was already New Year's Eve.
"Mom, is the pot gone?"
"Get lost. Go and shoot some firecrackers."
"Alright!"
Yang Zhuo came to the yard and saw a plate of firecrackers on the ground.
He walked to the side, lit the wrapping paper with a lighter, and quickly retreated.
After the wrapping paper burned, the fuse was quickly ignited.
"Crackle!"
The loud sound of firecrackers and the thick smell of gunpowder.
It wasn't just their house. The entire village was filled with the sound of firecrackers.
They had already started making dumplings.
A few minutes later.
The family of three sat in the main room, eating dumplings while watching TV.
The show on TV was a skit,"Daddy and I swapped roles."
Guo Zi, Doraemon, and a beautiful woman were playing the roles.
Yang Zhuo especially liked Guo Zi's skits. They were very funny.
After so many years, she still looked good.
The old works were like this. They still looked good after a long time.
"Haha."
Zhang Yumin laughed. Seeing that Yang Zhuo hadn't finished eating, she said,"Hurry up and eat. It'll get cold later."
"Yes."
......
At night.
Yang Zhuo was lying in bed, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard.
"Pa!"
Someone was firing a cannon.
It meant that he was going to sleep.
He couldn't fall asleep as he recalled the days he had spent in his rebirth.
Thinking about it carefully, there didn't seem to be anything special.
He only participated in the high school sports meet, the Shuicheng County middle school sports meet, and the national middle school sports meet.
Then, he would enter Capital University and join the national team.
Step by step, they were basically moving forward according to his plan.
"Phew!"
Yang Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief.
"A new year! Keep up the good work!"
"Set a small goal. Run within 10.10 seconds and set a new national record!”
"Sleep!"
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