Good Dad System

The sun is gradually setting, and the distant sky is smudged into a beautiful sunset. From time to time passers-by can't help but stop, raise their mobile phones and take pictures, or take a look at them and use their eyes to write down the beauty at the moment.

"Xiangdong, see you tomorrow!" He Xiaoliang was riding a bicycle and landed on the ground with one foot. He has always been very fashionable, sitting on the most popular "dead fly" among his classmates of this age.

"Be careful on the road." Pei Xiangdong put his hands in his pockets, with a worried expression on his face, "Replace your **** bike soon." According to his idea, riding an ordinary bicycle is enough. If he really hates it, he can also buy a mountain bike. The car was flying like hell, it didn't even have a brake--once after school, he was walking behind and saw the group of students, someone in front braked suddenly, and the legs in the back row were on the ground, forcibly braking, how could he feel, Isn't that cool at all?

"You don't understand." He Xiaoliang claims to be the fashion icon of the experimental middle school. Ah, be careful on your way."

Pei Xiangdong looked helpless: "Okay, let's go." He quietly watched his friend disappear from sight, and then set off on his way home. His home is quite a distance from the school, and it takes about twenty minutes to walk— - This is still not waiting for the traffic lights. Pei Naochun mentioned to buy a bicycle for him, but he didn't agree, because it's good to have a quiet time alone.

When he was in elementary school, what he liked most was to carry a schoolbag and rush forward at full speed, imitating a person racing against him in his mind. Every time he came home to unlock the lock, the first thing he had to do was to look at the clock and confirm himself. After all the time spent, he was full of satisfaction.

But now, when he turned his head and looked at the school behind him, he could see the tallest bell tower in the school from a distance. The drawings of the Experimental Middle School in County A were made by a specially invited designer. The other party arranged such a tall tower. The tower, with an iron frame at the bottom, with the school motto and the name of the school inlaid on the top, is inexpensive and beautiful. The students are quite used to it, and they can see the time by looking out of the classroom.

It's 5:55 now, and after turning this corner, you reach the path, and the familiar blue and white school uniform is no longer there, and then you can stretch your legs and start running——

A girl in the class asked Pei Xiangdong why she likes to run? At this age and time period, many girls are tired of physical education classes. After all, sweat and sun exposure are really not good things for girls who have a sense of beauty at the beginning. After running, I often feel short of breath, running in a hurry, and my abdomen still has a dull pain. In the eyes of many people, it is a strange thing to like running.

He didn't answer at that time, just smiled, because he really didn't know what to say, but every time he ran, he had the answer in his heart.

Have you heard the sound of the wind? When you run, even the surrounding environment becomes faintly blurred. In your world, the clearest sound is the sound of your footsteps, the sound of breathing and the sound of the wind. It feels that the whole body is light, moving forward and forward. , within the range of sight, some are just ahead.

Although, when running like this, passersby often look a little surprised, but Pei Xiangdong, who is now in his second year, doesn't feel ashamed, just enjoys the excitement at the moment.

It won't take long to get home. The house that Pei's family bought is in the community opposite the hospital in County A. County A was demolished once in the early years. The old house where the father and son lived was located within the scope of demolition. It is convenient to go to work, so I transferred the resettlement house and added money to buy it here.

This community is full of residents. There are many elderly people walking with their children downstairs. The residents are all familiar. As soon as they see Pei Xiangdong, they wave to say hello. They have lived here for a long time, and they have been separated. The neighborhood has returned to the way the neighbors were familiar with each other back then.

"Well, Grandpa Liu, I'm going upstairs, please walk slowly." Pei Xiangdong gasped. Although he roughly wiped himself a few times with his hands, as long as he looked closely, he could still see the sweat on his face.

"Hey, okay, don't take a shower right away when you go back, it's not good for your health."

"En, I know!"

Grandpa Liu watched Pei Xiangdong go upstairs and felt a little emotional. There are so many children in the community, he can count the baby Xiangdong as much as he thinks! Every time I come home from get out of class and see their big bags, I will immediately come to help them. I am afraid that they will not be able to handle them because they are too old. They are polite and say hello to everyone. He also heard that he was in the experimental middle school and also passed the exam very well. Woolen cloth!

But ah...

He sighed, but Dr. Pei just couldn't see it. Maybe he was getting old. Seeing a child of Xiangdong's age was just as soft as seeing his grandson, right? He still remembered that once, Xiang Dong didn't know what kind of conflict he had with Dr. Pei. He ran downstairs and squatted at the equipment, crying like a little cat, only when he met a question, he knew It turned out that Pei Xiangdong participated in some brush competition in the school and won the second prize! He was just thinking about this is a good thing, when he heard Xiang Dong cry and say that his father said that he didn't practice seriously, so he won the second place. If he was more careful and hard, he might have won the first prize.

After a while, Dr. Pei ran down and shouted around. Pei Xiangdong didn't dare to squat any more, so he passed away after choking. Dr. Pei didn't have the habit of hitting children, but just started to criticize, what did he say?

He remembered what Dr. Pei said at that time: "Why are you so vulnerable? Dad can't tell you about you? Your teachers have said that your child is not focused enough. You can get the first prize if you practice more words. Yes, Dad is just telling the truth, you are still stubborn? After such a long life, you will encounter many problems, do you want to run again? Then you will see where you can run. "

Grandpa Liu couldn't help it at that time, leaned over, and said with a smile: "Doctor Pei, look, this kid has already won the second prize, that kid in our family can't even get a certificate! You say he what to do?"

Dr. Pei has always been a good person, and he is also polite to these old people. At that time, he frowned and said in a gentle voice: "Uncle Liu, don't you know that this child is young and has a lot of problems. A few words of praise can go to heaven! I usually also I don’t have time to care about him. You don’t know what to do when you see him practicing with a brush. Obviously, he can win the first prize and the second prize. Of course, you have to talk about it. I know you love him, but you did something wrong. Let’s talk about it! Look, he ran out as soon as he got angry with me, who's child is so noisy?" After speaking, he exchanged a few words and took Pei Xiangdong upstairs.

Grandpa Liu still remembers it clearly. At that time, after hearing Dr. Pei say that he was careless and not careful, Pei Xiangdong wanted to open his mouth to refute several times, and then closed his mouth with tears. Feeling distressed, he couldn't help but talk about it with his wife later, saying that he couldn't understand, Dr. Pei was such a nice person and spoke well on weekdays, how could he treat his son like this instead?

At that time, his wife gave him a roll of eyes while watching TV: "My son bought you new clothes, you wear them out, and people compliment you, don't you always pretend to be?" She choked her throat, "Hey , how can it be? It's not good-looking, and it doesn't keep warm. He bought it for me. You can say good things, don't you say good things? Dr. Ren Pei is humble. Besides, Xiangdong is so excellent, no Does this prove that the law is correct?"

...That's right, being compared by his wife, Grandpa Liu seems to understand suddenly, but why is he thinking, it's not quite right? But what is wrong?

Pei's house is located on the sixth floor. He took the elevator and went up. When he entered the house, it was still dark inside. Dad always came back a little late. After get off work, he sometimes went to the ward to write two medical records or visit patients. , When he is done, he will come back from the hospital cafeteria to pack meals. Basically, every day the Pei family has dinner at seven o'clock.

He slowed down a little, then went to take a shower. Pei Xiangdong had a standard thorn-head cut, which was cut by an old barber shop in front of the door. It cost eight yuan to wash, cut, and blow dry. You don't even need to blow it, wrap it with a towel and wipe it, and then shake it against the sink, and it will be dry by seven or eight. Others blow their hair to be elegant, he, anyway, there is no such thing.

On the front page of the unfolded textbook, there are two colored figures cut out from the newspaper - one is a famous flying man in China. At the Olympic Games just past the summer vacation, the other side retired due to injury and limped. The way he walked to the edge of the runway shocked countless people. The other is the Jamaican sprinter who won the 100-meter and 200-meter double championships in this year's Olympic Games. One yellow and one white figure was pasted next to the word English. It's not that he doesn't like English textbooks. , but this textbook is the largest, and other textbooks can accommodate small people who are not too cut out.

Most of the boys in the class watch football and basketball, and the girls are more chasing stars. Like him, people who watch track and field games and cut newspapers can be said to be horns, and very few.

He still remembers that the commentator of the sports station at that time inadvertently said when analyzing the game: "Whether it is a long-distance sprint, it has always been the world of black people. Nine out of ten champions are black-skinned." He and The partner seemed to be silent for a moment, and then cheered up again, "However, after many years of history, sometimes people will break out of the siege. I believe we will have the opportunity to say this in the future, who said that the yellow race can't win?"

Pei Xiangdong was said with enthusiasm at that time, just like he made countless wishes to be an inventor and go to Harvard in his childhood. He told himself that you want to win glory for the country, although in real life, he is just an ordinary person. The school team player, but this did not prevent him, he imagined something else.

There is a square photo frame clock hanging on the wall. When it is quiet, you can hear the sound of the second hand moving, just like time flowing quietly.

Pei Xiangdong has already done most of his homework. Although as long as there are activity classes and the teacher has not called for exams, he will definitely go to exercise, but at the same time, he has never delayed his studies.

Although he passed the test, he might not get praise from his father, but if he failed the test, he would receive more criticism. He once had a very short period of rebelliousness—a short period of rebelliousness that ended with one test, he told himself , he stopped reading the book, anyway, no matter how good he was in the test and how many awards he won, his father could always pick out the problem, but when he came to his father with only 80 exam papers and waited for him to sign, he But subconsciously retreated, he lowered his head and looked down, unwilling to see the disappointed and sad expression on his father's face.

Sure enough, the test paper made Dad angry. He looked at the test paper carefully, asked him what the problem was, and asked him if he could change it next time. After that, he gave him an example, and he watched Dad locked it. He raised his brows, and sighed, his hands tightened—in short, there was no encouragement, only further criticism and education.

When he was in junior high school, he liked to watch some chicken soup for the soul for a while. They borrowed them from the school library. The successful masters in the school would summarize the theme in one sentence, saying that if you are in full bloom, flowers will come naturally; or Don't care about other people's opinions and evaluations. He watched a lot, but in the end he found sadly that he still yearned for the approval and praise from his father. Compared with breaking the pot, all he could do was try his best to please the other party, and hope that one day he would be See.

The old-fashioned door locks rust after a long time. When the door is opened, there is always a lot of noise. After the two doors are opened, it is Pei Naochun who appears. He is wearing a suit with a red hand on his hand. Inside was two large plastic lunch boxes folded. He closed the door, propped up the cabinet and began to change his shoes.

"Dad, you're back." Pei Xiangdong went over, took the plastic bag, went to the dining table in silence, and opened the lunch box. Since there was no hostess at home, there has been no fire for many years. The hospital cafeteria has good food, from meals, vegetables to Soup, you can take it all together, the only downside is that it's not that hot, but the microwave saves everything.

"...Well." As soon as you enter the room, you can feel the desertedness in the room. Since father and son are not the kind of people who can stay at home every day, the life in the room is very light. Can be smeared with ashes.

Pei Naochun opened his mouth a little embarrassedly: "Eat it."

"Okay." Pei Xiangdong didn't say anything, and buried his head to eat. A young man of this age eats quickly when he has a big appetite.

In Yuan Shi's memory, the dining table at home has been so cold since I don't know which year, maybe since Pei Xiangdong grew up? Or did it start with his utter disappointment? The two father and son came back and said a few words in total. They sat down and finished eating without saying a word. They each did some housework. Then both of them had to go to study. Naochun cares about her children's studies, other than that, nothing else.

A long time ago, when Pei Xiangdong was three or two years old, the father and son still had a very "sweet" time. After all, it was impossible for the original body to reason with an ignorant child. Forget, at that time, Xiao Pei Xiangdong would still hug his father's thigh and act like a spoiled child, rubbing it back and forth, and he wouldn't let go. Of course, these are long gone now.

Pei Naochun said hesitantly: "You, do you just want to run like that?" In Yuan Shen's memory, it was also on this day that his son made a desperate plea once, Yuan Shen didn't take it to heart, and only said something to poke people. Words of the heart.

"Yeah." Pei Xiangdong's chopsticks, which he had held out to pick up vegetables, stopped in mid-air. He nodded firmly. In fact, he also wanted to chat with his father tonight.

"Why?" While eating, he tried his best to slow down his tone. It was clear that when he explained things to the patient, he always had a smile in his voice, but towards his son, it was habitually serious.

Why are there so many? Pei Xiangdong clearly didn't hold anything, so he put the chopsticks in his mouth so empty: "Because I like running very much." He added, "Coach Wang also said that I have this talent."

Pei Naochun's heart twitched subconsciously. He clearly realized that what this child said was "Coach Wang said", not that he believed that he had this talent. Maybe he thought too much, but he actually felt that Xiang Donglian The least confidence in myself is gone.

"Then what do you think?" The dishes that were put in your mouth seemed to have a bitter taste.

"Me?" Pei Xiangdong hesitated. Before that, he didn't have such a profound concept of track and field. He just felt that he was running fast, or he had some illusions. Gold medal, isn't that a daydream?

"Well, you." He tried to meet his son's eyes, but he could only see his bowed head.

"...Coach Wang said I can do it." It was difficult for him to answer calmly, "I, I was in school, and I ran faster than others when I went out to race..."

"So, do you think you are talented in running, right?" Pei Naochun felt very uncomfortable. Shouldn't a child of this age be lawless and always feel that he is the best in the world?

He thought that he might be able to win glory for the country, but he just wanted to nod and admit it in front of his father, but he put a heavy weight on his mouth.

Pei Naochun almost sighed, but he held back abruptly, for fear of giving the child any bad hints: "Dad doesn't mean anything else, it's just this choice, it's not that easy to make, you're going to practice running, you must Delay your own study, if you don't confirm that you have this ability, how can I make such a decision?"

"...I think, I may have." Even if he was forced into a dead end, Pei Xiangdong still subconsciously chose to say something euphemistically.

"Okay." Pei Naochun was extremely frustrated. Facing such a person, he closed his heart, only stretched out his tentacles, and the little snail who sensed everything in the outside world was a little helpless, "Then you also understand this decision. How much does it affect you?" Before making a decision, you have to analyze the pros and cons of good things with your child.

"Have you ever thought about a question, what should you do if you don't get good grades and delay your studies?" He put forward a point of view. Of course, Pei Naochun can directly let the children practice running, but this decision is a matter of course. He wanted Pei Xiangdong to think about it himself, but Pei Naochun didn't realize that in this environment, what he said had a different meaning in Pei Xiangdong's ears. .

- Dad, he still thinks I don't have this talent. He was used to thinking pessimistically, and the expression on his face darkened.

Pei Naochun froze in his heart, realizing that what he said was not quite right, and immediately added back: "Dad didn't mean that..."

"Well, I know." He whispered back.

No, you don't know. Pei Naochun was extremely helpless: "Dad doesn't want you to regret later—"

- So you just won't let me try it? I've heard this.

Pei Naochun seemed to be able to see the growing shadow around his son. He put down his chopsticks and grabbed Pei Xiangdong's shoulder. This physical contact made him raise his head subconsciously. The eyes of the father and son met, one was focused , The other is full of sadness: "Xiangdong, can you listen to Dad well?"

"Yes." Pei Xiangdong shrank his shoulders uncomfortably and nodded.

Pei Naochun said a long story short: "Dad mentioned this to you today because Coach Wang came to me again. He showed me your results and the current domestic data. I realized that I did misunderstand you, and you were indeed there. There is talent in running."

These words hit Pei Xiangdong's head like a sledgehammer. He looked at his father in a daze. In those black and white eyes, the brilliance seemed to pass for a while, and then became dim.

Yes, dead end, Pei Naochun suddenly realized that although this child longed for his father's approval, he didn't believe that his father would approve him. It is indeed not critical, but in his heart, it will all turn into a dark appearance.

"But to be honest, Dad isn't sure yet, because I don't know sports, you know." Pei Naochun could see the child's relaxed look, as if his uncertain sentence was the one he just said. In the words, the only truth was, "Coach Wang made an appointment with me."

"Ah?" He opened his mouth in surprise, with confusion in his eyes, what was the appointment?

"He told me that he wanted me to see how you ran." The school was still in class on Saturday morning, perhaps because of this reason, Coach Wang hadn't been able to tell his son, "Then run and show me, yourself. Come and prove it to me and tell me that you really like running and that you are indeed talented."

The father and son are not far apart, and they can clearly see each other's expressions. Pei Xiangdong can also clearly see the firmness in his father's eyes. Is he going to show his father? Can he... do it?

"Pei Xiangdong." Pei Naochun could see the child's hesitation - in Yuan Shi's memory, this child kept his head down and didn't look at anyone, even on this night of ruin, saying, "Dad, I really do." Like to run. He habitually avoided his father's eyes, as if he didn't look, he didn't know his father's disappointment in him.

"Well, I'm here."

"If you really know how to run, then run." Pei Naochun said seriously, "I also want to see what my son looks like when he runs."

"Okay." I don't know which sentence touched him, he suddenly nodded, and his tone became firm. He had asked his father to see it too many times. He remembered that during the city sports meeting, because it was a city-level competition, The parents of the other contestants came, but he was the only one. At that time, the teacher tried to help him waving his arms and shouting cheers, but he only remembered that whether he looked back or forward, he couldn't see his father. figure.

"Yeah." Pei Naochun laughed, let go of his hand, couldn't help rubbing the child's head, then retracted his hand, lowered his head to eat, he didn't see it, and after he lowered his head, Pei Xiangdong quickly Reaching out, he touched his head.

...

The sky is beautiful, and the sky is clear for thousands of miles. Looking up, you can see a beautiful sky with clear blue and white. From time to time, the breeze blows, and the clouds are blown away and gather in the distance.

"Move." Coach Wang whistled and motioned for the three teenagers in front to follow his rhythm. Coach Su of the city team beside him, as soon as he separated from Dr. Pei yesterday afternoon, he immediately called Su. The coach, reminding the other party to borrow three children, confirmed that there was no one in the A County Central Gymnasium in the afternoon, and made an appointment for the venue in advance. It can be said that he tried his best. Looking at the watch, he made an appointment with Pei Naochun at 2:30 in the afternoon. It is only ten minutes away, and no one has come yet.

"Old Wang, you really care this time!" Coach Su bumped into Coach Wang. The two used to be classmates. If Coach Wang hadn't talked to him, he would have gone to the middle school students' sports meeting in the city. Records, I still don't know such a seedling, "However, you can be sure that he can do it now?" Although this child did run very fast on record, but after all, their city games were not so standardized, they used the Hand timed, not very accurate.

"Why are you laughing again, can't you see it?" Coach Wang turned back in vain, and then realized that the other party hadn't watched Pei Xiangdong's game, "I forgot that you haven't watched him play, this kid's sense of rhythm and explosiveness, They are all very good! Although the events reported are not very long, their endurance is also very high. After the half sprint of 400 meters, he can still run and jump."

"If you say yes, then it must be good." When Coach Su heard this, he also looked at Pei Xiangdong seriously, but he was always a little worse than his old classmates, and he really didn't see anything surprising.

During this period of time, Coach Wang has been closed for countless times at Pei Naochun's, and he has long been suffocated: "I tell you, although this child is on the school team, but their physical education teacher in the county middle school, that is, Such a teacher who graduated from a normal school has never practiced sports professionally before. When he went to the city to play, he was still wearing a pair of canvas shoes, and his sportswear was a basketball jersey." Coach Wang raised his forehead, still remembering the magical match. The other party later entered the final and borrowed a set directly from the stadium. "Also, I asked his teacher, their school fired a few times and ran seriously, and the teacher told me that there was no other than the sports meeting, and said with a smile, they must not Do you shoot every day at school?"

He was heartbroken: "You said that such a good seedling, if I got to my hands early, at least the competition in the province will have a certain place, and that's it."

"That's good." Coach Su nodded, "By the way, when do we start?"

Speaking of this, Coach Wang's face became even worse: "Wait a minute, Xiang Dong's father hasn't come yet." He was afraid that Dr. Pei would change his mind and refuse to come.

Pei Xiangdong, who was standing there, was also incompatible with the people around him. Although the two from the city team were one or two years older than him, they had received professional training for several years. After wearing sportswear, their exposed arms and The shape of the calf formed a sharp contrast with Pei Xiangdong beside him.

He was clearly warming up, but he was a little absent-minded. He couldn't stop looking at the entrance of the venue. The A County Central Gymnasium was very big and there were many entrances and exits, but on days like this, only one would be open. fighting.

-Dad isn't coming? After all, I'm running, what's so good about it? With less than ten minutes left, what are you expecting.

——He said he would come, maybe there are too many entrances and exits, he didn’t find it? Only ten minutes left! enough.

"Do warm-up seriously." Coach Wang noticed Pei Xiangdong's distraction in time, and immediately reminded, "Young young man doesn't understand the importance of warm-up, right? When you start running, you'll know if you're injured, hurry up and focus on doing it."

"Okay." Pei Xiangdong was very obedient. After responding in a muffled voice, he continued to stretch his body, and behind him came the man's voice that he heard every day.

Pei Naochun walked around the stadium eight hundred and one times. God knows that the entrance here is by numbers and letters, and it is divided into two floors. He even walked to the reserved box on the top just now. When he looked down, he could see his son, but no one heard him. He neglected to exercise and ran two more laps, making him gasp for breath: "Coach Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't find the entrance just now, so I turned around. A few laps, didn't you waste your time?"

"No delay, isn't it half past two yet?" Coach Wang's heart that was hanging high finally fell, and he could see the corner of Pei Xiangdong's mouth just raised, this child.

"That's good." Pei Naochun said hello to Coach Su and the two children from the city team, and then stood by Coach Wang's side.

Coach Wang was explaining that Coach Su was less experienced than him in the job, and he was selling his classmates' face, so he led the children to the front to prepare: "We will run a 400-meter first, and the gym has equipment, but we don't know much about it. It's good to borrow, today is still a simple way to keep track of the time with your hands and call to go directly."

"Xiangdong has not experienced vocational training yet, and he has performed well in short-distance events - especially the 200 and 400. If he really goes to the province, we will help him make specific plans based on his situation. Training, choosing the program for him."

"Well, I know." Pei Naochun drove forward in fascination. Coach Su and the others had already set up the starting blocks in advance, which should be made of iron. They also adjusted the spacing according to their personal circumstances. After the posture is ready, "It looks very professional. To tell you the truth, I will only stand up and start now."

"Xiangdong is also not very good at it. They have teaching in the school, but there is no starting device in the school, but he gets started very quickly. I told him the key points a few times, and he can do it."

For Pei Xiangdong, it was simply a dream scene when his father came to see him running. It's not that Pei Naochun didn't take him seriously, but he was busy and didn't think it was a big deal.

In the past, before the competition, he couldn't help looking at the track, but today, he kept his head sideways and looked up. On the edge of the track, Dad was standing with Coach Wang, talking. What are they talking about? Coach Wang should be complimenting him again, and then Dad will probably refute it. After all, Dad has long determined that he can't run.

No matter how many cluttered thoughts there are, I can’t think about it any more. After preparing the posture, the scope of sight is only the white starting line in front of me. I close my eyes and open them again, without distracting thoughts. No matter what, he has to run well. Dad was watching.

He and Coach Su were not familiar with him at first, but it didn't affect him at all. He was focused and focused, and then heard the voice of the other party shouting: "Everyone, get ready, run-" Following this running, a short voice The whistle sounded together, Pei Xiangdong kicked back hard, and it was time to set off.

"The start is still a bit slow." Coach Wang shook his head. It's not all about the starting gear. In professional training, there is a special starting training. Like Pei Xiangdong, it's not bad if you don't fall behind too much." You see, although his reaction is okay, he is obviously a little worse than his side."

"Isn't this 400 meters? It's just started!" Pei Naochun retorted subconsciously, clenching his fists in his hands, and in just two sentences, Pei Xiangdong had already run forward for a long time, and the three of them kept pace, no, No, Pei Xiangdong gradually surpassed one position, two positions, and then more, "He surpasses others!"

"Yes." Coach Wang's eyes were full of praise, "Of course he will surpass, his best is his ability to maintain speed, others will be exhausted and slow down, but he can maintain such a speed. End of instruction."

Running together, Pei Xiangdong realized that he was slow, but it didn't matter. He had participated in several competitions, and he did not have a big advantage in the starting. All he had to do was to hold his hands tightly, wave his arms, and step Opening his own legs, he clearly knew that no matter how fast he could be, he could go even faster.

It's like the wind is following him, pushing himself forward, every step is easier, and he can see the situation on the left and right sides, he knows that he has surpassed them, and this is not the end, he will not stop.

"His sense of balance is very good, and he won't lose a lot of speed when cornering. As long as he doesn't grow too tall in the future, he should be able to maintain this ability."

"He's so fast." The runway is very long, and the three of them are wearing the same clothes. He can see his son at a glance. Pei Xiangdong runs very easily. He is like being wrapped in the wind.

"This is talent." In sports, it's hard to say that talent is greater than hard work. Coach Wang has seen many athletes who train hard, but are eliminated because of physical development, "Look, he has never been trained, but whether it is The amplitude or frequency of the steps are very stable and even, and those two children can't catch up with him." From his angle, he could clearly see that the two teenagers behind were brought out of rhythm, Due to being pulled away, I tried to accelerate, but instead used up my stamina in advance.

Pei Xiangdong couldn't see the people behind him for a long time. He just ran forward. In the middle school student world, he had never met an opponent in the few competitions he had played. If people want to chase him and try their best, that's their business, it has nothing to do with him, he just needs to keep walking, keep moving forward, until the end.

When he ran too fast, he couldn't see the people around him clearly and couldn't hear the sound. He was distracted in such a similar situation.

Is Dad cheering him on? He ran first, is Dad happy?

"It's great!" Pei Naochun raised his arms and shouted, "Xiangdong, hurry up!" He pulled Coach Wang next to him with a very excited expression, "Look how fast he runs!"

"Yes, of course he runs very fast." Coach Wang knew that Pei Xiangdong was in the lead, so he was not so nervous, but he was also a little excited. "He will speed up again, and in the last section, he can sprint again."

"He's like a bird... no no no, should it be said to be an eagle?" Pei Naochun thought about the words to describe, when Pei Xiangdong was running, it was like gliding on the runway, and when you even thought he was running fast, Afterimages appeared on the feet, as if they were not touching the ground.

"Well, the young eagle that hasn't grown up yet." Coach Wang agreed with him. "When he grows up and his feathers are all grown, he will show everyone how much he can fly."

"He's really great, isn't he." Pei Naochun clenched his fists and placed them tightly in front of him. Although the ending could be seen, he was still shocked by this child. Who can't run? But how many are really fast? What he saw yesterday was just a string of data, and he couldn't feel the actual effect, but when he really used the two city team teenagers as a reference, he really realized that the child ran so fast.

"Yes, he's great." Coach Wang is very firm. He has always been optimistic about Pei Xiangdong, but eagles are not born to fly. If he doesn't believe he can fly, how can he fly?

The closer he got to the finish line, the calmer he became. Every time he ran to the end, Pei Xiangdong could clearly feel his weakness, but it didn't matter. When he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, he felt more relaxed. ——

Dad, did you see that? I'm still number one and I'm really fast.

Coach Su waved his hand. No matter how far the 400 meters are, it is only a few seconds of difference, but a few seconds is enough. After Pei Xiangdong crossed the line, the two teenagers he brought are still a long way from the finish line. He recognized what Coach Wang said, but he was still shocked when he really faced Pei Xiangdong's appearance of completely comparing the youth of the city team.

Pei Naochun took the water bottle and rushed over with Coach Wang. Pei Xiangdong was walking forward panting. They didn't dare to block the track. Coach Wang had already done popular science just now. Yes, it has a great impact on cardiopulmonary function.

Pei Xiangdong was walking forward, he ran very smoothly today, but