Swimming in the river is undoubtedly one of the great pleasures in the hot summer. Just think about how wonderful it is to plunge from the hot ground into the cool water and feel the difference between ice and fire.
The water temperature in the river was very moderate. Fang Rui swam back and forth on the river quite comfortably, gradually regaining the feeling of being a little loach in the river. Zheng Zhiqing stretched out his muscles after swimming a few times in the water.
Seeing Fang Rui swimming leisurely, his fighting spirit became more and more intense, so he shouted to Fang Rui that he wanted to compete with him.
Yaya Nini clapped her little hands excitedly on the shore, "Oh, my little dad and my dad are going to compete! Oh..."
Fang Rui swam back to the shoal and asked Zheng Zhiqing, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, "Brother Zhiqing, what do you want to do?"
Although Fang Rui is self-taught in swimming and has his own style of swimming, he has learned how to swim at the age of four and spends most of his time in the river in the summer. His foundation is still very solid... I want to spend my childhood in this river.
There are many competitions with friends from the same village, neighboring villages, and even the town... Fang Rui's swimming speed and endurance are unmatched by anyone, especially when it comes to diving, Fang Rui can do it in one breath
He can dive hundreds of meters. Because of this, everyone calls him Little Loach.
"Let's compare..." Zheng Zhiqing was about to say what he had just thought of, but was overtaken by the two girls on the shore.
"You guys will be the first to swim to the grassland in the middle of the river... Come on, get ready. I'll call one, two, three. When you're ready, you'll start swimming." Yaya Nini crossed her waist and looked very excited.
The refereeing style is authentic.
"Wait a minute, um, Yaya Nini, does the winner get a prize?" Fang Rui said with a smile.
"The prize... Hehe, I won a gold medal, a shining gold medal like the London Olympics gold medal." Yaya tilted her head and said.
"You can't give out gold medals from the London Olympics." Nini rarely opposed Yaya's proposal.
"Why can't the London Olympics gold medal be awarded?" Fang Rui asked curiously, and everyone looked at Nini curiously.
"The gold medals in the London Olympics are all inferior. They will be broken as soon as they fall to the ground. This is disrespectful to the participants and the winners." Nini said extremely seriously.
Everyone understood it as soon as they heard Nini’s serious words. No wonder Nini said this. The brand of hair-cutting at the last London Olympics was really good. An athlete from one country accidentally fell on it while taking a shower while wearing a bronze medal.
On the ground... It's no big deal if you don't fall down. It's a big joke if you fall down. This hard bronze medal actually fell apart... This is really an unprecedented fall... Others
When the medal-winning athletes heard about this, they were surprised. It turned out that although the brand was made of metal, its properties were glass... So they all put a label on their own brand, which read 'Fragile.
Please treat it like an English gentleman'!
"Then what gold medal will be awarded?" Murong Rong squatted down and hugged the lovely Nini.
"Of course it will be sent to the Beijing Olympics!" Nini said proudly.
"Yes, I will send it to the Beijing Olympics." Yaya also said proudly.
"But where are the gold medals you want to hand out?" Murong Rong teased the two girls.
"Our gold medal..." The two girls fell down at the question, scratching their heads and unable to continue.
Yaya suddenly changed her words and said, "No more gold medals will be given out, the gold medals have been given out."
Murong Rong said, "If we don't give out gold medals, what will we get as prizes?"
Nini tilted her little head and thought for a while, "By the way, whoever wins, we will award one ks each to him... No, we will award two ks to each person."
Yaya clapped her little hands in agreement.
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"Dad, whoever wins, we will award two ks to each of you, so you have to work hard." Yaya Nini shouted to Fang Rui and Zheng Zhiqing...
Fang Rui and Zheng Zhiqing looked at each other and smiled bitterly. It was said that the prizes in this competition have a higher water content than the medals in the London Olympics. The gold medals in the London Olympics still have 1% gold content... but they both cooperated very well.
He made a cheering gesture to the two girls.
"Okay, let's start... One, two, three, get ready!" Yaya Nini gave the order to start.
Fang Rui and Zheng Zhiqing swam away with all their strength.
The grassland (water grass) in the center of the river designated by Yatou Liang is nearly three to four hundred meters away from the shore. Swimming three to four hundred meters in the water is equivalent to running several kilometers on land, so it cannot be like a 110-meter hurdle.
Generally, you start sprinting, and you have to allocate your physical strength reasonably...
Fang Rui and Zheng Zhiqing are both passionate people. They both wanted to see how the other's physical endurance was, so they both devoted themselves to the game...
Zheng Zhiqing's swimming styles are very standardized and professional, including breaststroke, butterfly stroke, freestyle, dolphin stroke, backstroke, and a combination of several major strokes, and the speed is very fast... Fang Rui has not received professional training, nor has he studied systematically.
The swimming style is biased from the major standard swimming styles, but Fang Rui's mind is very flexible. It is precisely because he did not standardize the movement standards, so during his teenage years playing in the water, he gradually developed a style based on his own characteristics.
A very practical and reasonable set of actions...
His speed is not inferior to Zheng Zhiqing.
The hands that rowed hard brought up crystal water splashes, which were brilliant and dazzling in the sun.
The two were almost keeping pace.
Yaya Nini on the shore jumped for joy and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Come on, little daddy! Come on, daddy! Come on, little daddy! Come on, daddy..."
After swimming a hundred meters, the two of them still kept pace.
After two hundred meters, they were still neck and neck. They probably wanted to conserve their energy for the final sprint.
Yaya Nini on the shore got tired of cheering. Nini asked Murong Rong, who was hugging her, "Aunt Rong Rong, who do you think will win?"
"Auntie doesn't know." Murong Rong wanted to say that Fang Rui would win, but he was embarrassed to say it because the two girls might laugh him to death.
Nini asked Lin Fangfang, "Aunt Fangfang, who do you think will win?"
Lin Fangfang shook her head and said, "Auntie can't tell either."
Nini asked her mother Xu Lijiao again, "Mom, do you think the younger father will win or the old father will win?"
Xu Lijiao touched her little head and said, "Do you think the little dad will win or the old dad will win?"
Nini thought for a while and said, "Dad is a swimming coach and is a very good swimmer, but he may not be able to swim better than my little dad."
Xu Lijiao asked, "Why is this?"
Yaya answered quickly, "Because my little dad dares to swim in the flood!" If Fang Rui heard what she said, he would definitely sink to the bottom of the water right now... By the way, your little dad is not a little Qiangqiang who can't drown, no matter how much he does,
Not many of you are brave enough to swim in the flood... Oh, you said last time, your little dad was almost strangled to death by you last time, what were you swimming for?
Hewanzi Center.
Fang Rui and Zheng Zhiqing were still on the same line, and they were only fifty meters away from their destination.
Zheng Zhiqing smiled and said, "Brother, I'm going to charge, you have to work harder."
Fang Rui smiled lightly and said, "Brother, don't just focus on your mouth, use your strength on your limbs."
"Okay, brother, let's see you at the finish line." Zheng Zhiqing took a breath, laughed, and suddenly stretched his arms forward on the ground, then pulled back with great force, and his speed suddenly increased a lot.
Zheng Zhiqing was swimming forward with all his strength, and suddenly he felt a blur in his eyes. What is this thing, swimming so fast? Zheng Zhiqing looked at it in confusion, and saw Fang Rui moving forward at high speed like a torpedo coming out of the barrel.
Go, this speed is probably what the American media has seen, and I am afraid they will no longer be able to show off the amazing horse Phelps...
Zheng Zhiqing fainted. This, this speed is too outrageous. What is going on?
(At the London Olympics, China was so depressed that I was holding my breath...)