The post-race summary on the second day started with the provincial team meeting, where athletes’ results were reported, and names were read one by one. After the meeting was over, the swimming team held its own meeting.
Several head coaches have disciples who have won championships, and everyone is proud of it, so generally there is more praise than criticism.
After closing the door, only Lei Penshen and his disciples were left, and it was just crackling and cutting.
Xun Lang won three gold medals, but was said to have had bad luck;
Even Cheng Zhun, who was highly praised by the leaders, became weak and swam like a girl in Lei Penshen.
On the contrary, when talking about Wei Ran, this opponent, Lei Pen deeply admired him.
"...Wei Ran, you have also seen that, like Xun Lang, he is a player with both skills and strength. His performance has improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years. He can swim 100 meters and 400 meters. He is more comprehensive than Xun Lang. He is destined to be in the future.
We need to meet more often."
"Xun Lang, go back and write me an analysis of Wei Ran's characteristics."
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After leaving Xun Lang with his homework, it was finally Shen Lang's turn.
He took the initiative to stand up and did some self-examination. From technical details to on-the-spot performance, Shen Lang wrote exactly one page of A4 paper, very seriously.
Finally, Shen Lang said sincerely.
"Coach, I know that my results this time are not good, but I can still make up for it with harder training. I still want to swim..."
"Phelps was still swimming when he was 30 years old. I am only 24 years old. I have spent half of my life in the water. I can't live without this sport."
"Please give me another chance, coach."
After saying that, Shen Lang stood up and bowed deeply towards Lei Pen.
Such a tall boy suddenly burst into tears when he talked about half of his life.
Why doesn't it make people sad?
Everyone has worked hard in the water and struggled all the way.
Cheng Zhun and Xun Lang looked at Lei Penshen at the same time. Lei Penshen was silent. The small office was eerily quiet.
Finally, he sighed and said awkwardly.
"Shen Lang... I'll think about it again. Don't worry. I'll find you alone later."
Cheng Zhun grinned first.
After a while, when they walked out of the door, Cheng Zhun had Xun Lang on his left and Shen Lang on his right.
"Coach Lei, he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. I know him best. Don't worry, Second Senior Brother, you will definitely stay. I won't ask you to really retire. What I said before was just to scare you and put some pressure on you."
Shen Lang has not yet recovered from his emotions: "I hope so."
The three of them chatted for a while, because Cheng Zhun had invited friends from Bei City to come over and play, so they left in a hurry.
Shen Lang was in a bad mood and said he wanted to go out for a walk.
They all thought that Xun Lang was going to find Tang Yili, but no one called him.
Xun Lang was used to being alone, so he went back to the dormitory alone, found Wei Ran's game video, watched, compared and recorded it over and over again.
Xun Lang is as familiar with this sport of swimming as anyone else. Whether he swims by himself or watches others swim, he can devote himself to studying it. But today, it was a bit strange. He watched the video several times, and the records in his notebook,
Only a few strokes.
He couldn't write about underwater legs and returning to shore. What was Wei Ran's problem?
Throwing down the pencil, Xun Lang stood up and took a bottle of mineral water. It was so cold in the winter, so he drank half of the bottle, which seemed to barely extinguish the fire in his heart.
Watch the video next.
Ten minutes later, Xun Lang looked at his phone unconsciously.
There was still no movement on the notification bar, but the time had already reached three o'clock in the afternoon.
Who sleeps until they wake up naturally and sleeps until three in the afternoon?
Athletes who get up at six o'clock every day express their incomprehension.
Xun Lang looked at the phone and thought for a long time. Just as he was about to dial, he found that Tang Yili had called first.
"Where are you?"
Xun Lang replied in a deep voice: "dormitory."
"Can you come out? I want to have dinner with you."
Tang Yili spoke briskly, as if what happened last night never happened at all.
"Aren't you angry?" Xun Lang had a straight face, but he forgot that Tang Yili couldn't see him at all.
All I could hear was an exaggerated sigh from the other end.
"You don't know how to coax me when I'm angry. It's a waste of energy. Forget it, don't be angry anymore."
Her temper comes and goes even faster.
He thought that by the time Tang Yili went upstairs, he might have recovered. His bad mood didn't last overnight at all, and his bad mood lasted until the second before Tang Yili called.
Xun Lang's anger aroused by Tang Yili has not been extinguished yet. He hides his emotions calmly and asks.
"Should I come over to find you?"
"You don't have a car, I'll go find you."
…
Jin City is much smaller than Bei City. Tang Yili followed the navigation and drove there in fifteen minutes. In order to save the trouble of registration, Xun Lang was already waiting at the gate.
The base's brand has faded a bit, but that doesn't hinder Xun Lang's tall and outstanding figure, which is more stunning than anything else.
Tang Yili turned on the right light, pulled over, and Xun Lang pulled the car door forward, moving smoothly.
The legs are so long.
Tang Yili sighed secretly, unconsciously stretched his legs and stepped on the accelerator.
The two of them had McDonald's for dinner. Because they had to catch a movie at 5:30, they had a quick bite and walked in holding hands.
Just like an ordinary young couple, Tang Yili held up the popcorn bucket and Xun Lang got the drink for her.
In the dim environment, the movie hadn't started yet, and the warm and sweet smell of popcorn was particularly strong.
Couples standing next to each other, some are licking each other's ears, some are exchanging food, one and the other.
Tang Yili ate happily, taking one bite at a time while scrolling through her phone with her other hand to see what else was interesting in Tianjin City.
Xun Lang suddenly asked her, "What flavor is it?"
"What?"
"I said popcorn."
"I won't tell you, but you will know if you try it yourself." Tang Yili tilted his head, grabbed one and was about to put it in his mouth, but his arm was held by a big hand.
It was a meal for both of them.
Tang Yili moved his eyes to Xun Lang's face, and then looked at the hanging arm. Just as he was about to take it back, the man opened his mouth and bit off the one.
There was no contact between his lips and teeth and her fingers.
But the feelings came overwhelmingly.
His breath dyed his fingers, starting from the fingertips all the way up, as if he had been burned. When Tang Yili took back his hand, he clenched it into a fist unconsciously, and his mouth was numb.
What will this man do next?
The hug across the armrest of the seat is a bit awkward, so maybe we can develop a lip service.
The voice in Tang Yili's heart was shouting: Come and kiss me, now, right away...
Fortunately, the movie has already started, and darkness has fallen all around. Only he knows about Tang Yili's hot cheeks and longing mood.
The man next to him who had caused all this seemed to be unaware, sitting upright and concentrating on the movie.
The rumbling sound effects bombarded the eardrums. The beginning of a spy movie is always so exciting. Tang Yili, who had been waiting for a kiss, suddenly heard Xun Lang laughing softly.
"It smells like cedar."
At this point, Xun Lang, who had been angry all day, had just calmed down.