Track and Field: I, the king of sprinting
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At home.

Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin brought the chairs into the house.

"We have to build a new house. Otherwise, when the leaders come to visit in the future, there won't even be a place to drink tea.”

The courtyard was not small, but there were only a few rooms.

The central room wasn't big, and it was very simple. There wasn't even a decent piece of furniture.

She was too embarrassed to invite him into the house.

Moreover, there was no room for them to sit.

Zhang Yumin nodded." Yes, I'll listen to Xiao Zhuo and build the house as soon as possible."”

At this time, Yang Zhuo took the 15,000 yuan and handed it to Yang Guoqiang."Dad, take this 15,000 too. It's not enough to build a house.”

"How is it not enough? I can't even use up 75,000 yuan.”

"Take it. Build the house well and get some decent furniture. Use cement to level the courtyard and alley, and dig a manure pit.”

"Yes."

Yang Guoqiang agreed.

Although Yang Zhuo was young, he was already the pillar of the family.

Usually, Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin would not object to whatever he said.

At this time, Zhang Yumin said," Guoqiang, deposit the money in the bank. Don't leave it at home. When you come back, buy a fish and stew it for dinner."”

"I don't care. I'm going."

......

At night.

The village quieted down.

Yang Guoqiang's family of three sat at the table, watching TV while eating.

At this time, Yang Zhuo said," Dad, use a ruler to measure our house tomorrow morning. See how long and wide it is. When I go to the capital, I'll spend a few thousand yuan to have someone design it according to the requirements. Then, I'll mail the blueprint back and build it according to the blueprint."”

"Yes."

"Also, this TV should be changed. Buy a big color TV and install a cable TV.”

"Yes."

If it was in the past, he would definitely not be willing to change the color TV, let alone watch cable TV.

However, things were different now.

His son was promising.

Moreover, with the cable TV installed, the house would receive more signal and clearer. In the future, they could watch their son compete.

"Hurry up and eat. It's getting cold.”

......

The next day.

In the morning.

Yang Zhuo packed his luggage and prepared to leave.

Yang Guoqiang rode his bicycle to the village entrance.

When she came out, she still couldn't avoid the neighbors greeting her.

"Are you leaving just like that?"

"Yes, I have to go back to the capital today.”

Yang Zhuo responded to his neighbor with a smile.

After the father and son walked away, the neighbors sighed.

"Yang Zhuo, this kid, he's so successful, but he still doesn't put on airs.”

"Unlike some people, who have a little money and become a big shot!”

"This child has been able to speak since he was young."

"Yes, I ran around the village since I was young.”

"It seems that sports is no worse than school.”

"Every trade produces its own champion.”

"You have to be talented in sports.”

"I heard that no one in the country is better than Yang Zhuo in sprinting.”

"Yesterday, the leader came and gave Yang Zhuo a bonus of 15,000 yuan. It's not safe to work for a year.”

"Guo Qiang, have a good son."

......

In the evening.

In the track and field.

Yang Zhuo was running laps with tires tied to his body.

The first thing he did after returning from his hometown was a physical examination.

After the physical examination, they started training.

He had only been exercising at home for the past few days and had not done any serious training.

Therefore, he had to train hard when he came back to prepare for the Asian Championship.

The Asian Track and Field Championship was the highest level track and field event in Asia.

It was not only a big review of the strength of Asian track and field, but also a preliminary competition for Asian track and field teams.

Logically speaking, this Asian Championship would be held next year.

But there was the Olympics next year.

Therefore, the Asian Track and Field Federation adjusted the competition time to this year.

Even so.

Because the first International Association of Athletics Federation World Championship would be held on the 10th of this month.

Therefore…

Some of the famous players decided not to participate in the Asian Championship, but to participate in the track and field finals.

For example, Liu Xiang from China and Shingo Sueki from the Plaster Nation.

Wait a minute.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Yang was also a famous athlete in the 100m sprint. After the World University Games, he had entered the top 15 in the world.

He was also invited to the World Athletics Finals.

However, he still decided to participate in the Asian Championship.

First, he had to win the Asian championship.

The Asian Championship was held from the 20th to the 23rd. China didn't participate in the men's 4x100m event. Only Yang Zhuo and Chen Haijian participated in the men's 100m event.

Not only for this Asian Championship, but also for next year's Athens Olympics, he didn't plan to participate in the men's 4x100m event.

Moreover…

At present, only Yang Zhuo had reached the Olympic A standard.

If Haijian Chen couldn't reach the A standard, then Yang Zhuo would have to participate in the 100m event.

He had no choice.

The rules of the Olympic Committee.

In the track and field.

While Yang Zhuo was training, Hermans walked over.

Logically speaking, not everyone could come to the training ground.

However, he was the head of the International Track and Field Federation's Agents Association and had a good relationship with all the country's track and field associations, so it was easy for him to enter.

"Hello, Yang!"

Yang Zhuo didn't expect him to come over, but he still greeted him politely,"Mr. Hermes, welcome!”

"Thank you!"

" I came the day before yesterday," Hermans said with a smile." But they told me you went back to your hometown.”

"I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you in advance.”

Yang Zhuo told him to come to China after the World University Games.

But she had forgotten about it.

"It's okay. It's only right for me to go home and see my parents. It proves that I'm a filial child.”

Hermes was in a good mood.

He had watched the World University Games. Yang Zhuo had won the championship with a record of 10.03 seconds.

It was great.

He valued Yang Zhuo more and more.

At this time, Yang Zhuo untied the rubber belt on his body and wiped his sweat."Mr. Hermans, I'm not a person who likes to beat around the bush. I think you'll be a very good agent, but we need to talk about the details.”

"Of course."

" I'm not sure." Hermans looked delighted." I believe you know me well. I don't dare to say anything else, but I'm absolutely serious and responsible."”

"I believe that."

Yang Zhuo nodded and continued," Oh, right. I need to tell you something. I don't just need foreign agents, I also need domestic agents. The domestic agents are mainly responsible for my personal packaging, coordinating TV stations, media affairs, and domestic business negotiations. I wonder if Mr. Hermans can understand?”

"Oh, of course, I understand. Many superstars do this.”

Hermans didn't show any surprise.

He was experienced and knowledgeable, and had seen many such situations.

Many sports superstars were like this.

A domestic agent would handle domestic affairs while a foreign agent would handle international affairs.

It was the same for Dayao.

There were agents in the beautiful country, and there were also agents in the country.

"Thank you so much for your understanding!”

"Mr. Hermans, I'll go change my clothes. Let's find a quiet place to talk, shall we?" Yang Zhuo smiled.”

"I'd love to. My treat."

"That won't do. Mr. Hermans is a guest from afar.”

"Haha."

"Yang, I don't think you look like a 17-year-old boy. You look more like a 27-year-old man.”

"There's an old saying in China that says that the children of the poor are the ones who take care of the family early. Have you heard of it?”

Hermes shook his head.

"It means that children from poor families are more sensible, independent, and mature from a young age.”

"Oh, so that's how it is. We have a similar language in our world.”

"Alright, Mr. Hermans, I'll go change first. Please wait a moment.”

After saying that, Yang Zhuo turned and left.

Hermans strolled around the track and field.

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