Almighty Coach

In the Ironman training center, Jones sat in front of the phone, holding a list in his hand, with a look of anticipation.

The 24-hour frogman challenge is over, but Jones’ work is not over yet. Next, it’s time for the call-back interview. He will ask the students if they have passed the 24-hour frogman challenge. This is also the stage to test Jones’ work results.

At this time, Jones was full of anticipation. He felt as if he had bought a lot of scratch cards and was about to draw a lottery. He was looking forward to the result of the call back.

"I don't know how many people will pass the 24-hour frogman challenge. The difficulty of this challenge is very high. If 40% of the students pass, I can gain a firm foothold here; if 50% of the students pass, then absolutely It's a very good result, the boss might give me an extra bonus; if 60% of the students pass... Hehe, the possibility seems not very high, and it is estimated that there is no training center in Los Angeles that can achieve that kind of result."

While thinking about it, Jones dialed the first phone number on the list.

"Mr. James? Hello, I'm Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center. I'm calling to ask, have you passed the 24-hour frogman challenge?"

"Didn't pass! It's really a pity that I quit the competition due to exhaustion during the eight-kilometer swim..."

Jones hung up the phone, feeling a little bad. The good start he was looking forward to did not come, and the first student who called back did not pass the competition. However, he quickly adjusted his mood and made a second call:

"Mr. Garcia, I'm Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center. I'm calling to ask if you have passed the 24-hour frogman challenge? You didn't pass! That's a pity..."

"Oops + 1!" The optimism in Jones' eyes had disappeared, and the tension gradually pervaded his heart.

"Don't worry, if the calculation is based on a 40% probability of passing, I will have to call the third person to hear the good news." Jones made a third call.

"Mr. Davis, this is Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center. I'm calling to ask, have you passed the 24-hour frogman challenge? You haven't passed either?"

On the other end of the phone, the student named Davis suddenly asked, "Besides me, are there many people who failed?"

Jones suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue, and he hastily defended: "The 24-hour frogman challenge is very difficult, and the pass rate itself is not high. In fact, most of the participants cannot pass this competition." David Mr. Si, don't be discouraged, as long as you continue to train, I believe that next year, you will have a greater chance of passing this competition."

Jones hung up the phone, his heart was already occupied by negative emotions, he paused for more than a minute, and then he mustered up the courage to make a fourth call.

"Mr. Pope, I'm Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center..."

Jones got another bad news, and the fourth cadet didn't finish the race either.

"Today's luck is not very good. None of the four people in front completed the race. I just have a feeling that good news should come." Jones attributed the loss to luck. He forced a wave of self-consolation and dialed received the phone number of the fifth student.

But what greeted him was the answer of "quit the game".

Jones made six phone calls and six people, but none of them completed the 24-hour frogman challenge. Jones experienced six expectations, but the disappointment after each expectation made him gradually fall into confusion.

"What's going on? There are six people, but none of them successfully completed the competition. Could it be that the 24-hour frogman challenge is really so difficult?"

At this time, Jones still didn't realize that the main reason for the students not completing the competition was the training problem.

Looking at the list of students in his hand, Jones was very worried that he would still get bad news on the next call, and he didn't even dare to pick up the handset to dial the next phone number.

"Maybe I need a good news to boost my morale now." Jones searched the list, his eyes resting on Cruise's name.

"Cruise, I remember him, he has beautiful blond hair, and he is also a good athlete. With his level, he will definitely be able to complete the game!"

Thinking of this, Jones skipped the other people on the list and dialed Cruise's phone number. After a long time, the other party finally answered.

"Mr. Cruise? Hello, I'm Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center."

...

Cruise walked into the restaurant and saw the figure of the fat Hassell in the corner of the restaurant.

There were two large plates in front of Hassell, which were full of food, and the fat man was eating with a knife and fork.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. This guy seems to have lost a lot of weight. It seems that the physical training class he attended is still effective." Cruise snorted a few words to himself, and then walked over.

"You're much thinner than before." Cruise sat directly opposite the fat man, pointed to the plate in front of the fat man with his finger, and asked, "If you eat like this, you will gain weight back soon."

"That damn game almost exhausted me. I slept for a whole day and night before recovering. Also, the previous training was like being in hell. I finally endured it, so eat more. Reward yourself well." The fat man kept stuffing things into his mouth while speaking.

When it came to the game, Cruise had a melancholy expression on his face. In order to hide his unhappiness, he waved to the waiter and ordered a meal.

"Give me another one." Fat Hassel also pointed to his plate, and then continued: "Which beach are you going to go to for an interview? Let me remind you first, don't go to Monica South Point Beach, I plan to Go to the lifeguard interview there, my goddess is there."

"Interview? Maybe there will be a chance next year." Cruise sighed, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Hassel in a daze, and asked, "What did you just say? You are going to participate in the beach lifeguard interview?"

"Yeah, just three days later." Hassel nodded seriously.

Cruise stared at Hassel, who thought Hassel was bragging.

"Don't be funny, to participate in the beach lifeguard interview, you need to pass the 24-hour frogman challenge, don't tell me, you have completed that competition." Cruise said, leaning on the back of the chair, crossing his legs.

"I finished the game, what I said is true, don't you believe it!" Hassel said, and Cruise showed a contemptuous smile on his face, which also let the fat man understand that Cruise didn't believe what he said at all. explain.

"Although I also know that this sounds dreamy, I can't even believe it when I wake up." Hassell said, took out his mobile phone, found a photo, and handed it to Cruise: "Look , here is my certificate!"

Cruise glanced at the photo on the phone, and it turned out to be the certificate of the fat man passing the 24-hour frogman challenge.

"Couldn't it be your PS?" Cruise looked at the fat man suspiciously.

Hassel immediately shook his head: "How could it be from PS? If you don't believe me, you can go to my house to have a look, or go to their official website to check the number on the certificate. Dude, we have known each other for ten years, how could I Lie to you about this kind of thing."

"So you really passed the competition?" Cruise stared wide-eyed, looking at the fat man: "How did you do it?"

"It's about participating in training every day. Coach Li made a training plan for me. As I said just now, it's hell-style training. Now I should really thank him. If it wasn't for Coach Li and that kind of hell training, I would It’s impossible to finish the race smoothly.” Hassel took a mouthful of food, and then asked: “By the way, you haven’t told me which beach you plan to go to for an interview!”

Cruise's expression froze for a moment, and he felt that there was no need to hide it from his friends, so he said, "I didn't finish the game."

"What? You didn't finish the game? Don't be funny, this joke is not funny at all." Hassel obviously didn't believe what Cruise said.

In Hassel's impression, Cruise has been an athlete since he was a child, and he is proficient in almost all kinds of sports. He was the main player of the football team in high school, and he won a scholarship to enter the university because of this. He also practiced track and field in the university. Hassell felt that in terms of sports, he and Cruise were dozens of levels behind, and even if he practiced for a lifetime, he would not be able to reach Cruise's level. Hassel even believes that the game that he can complete will certainly not be difficult for Cruise.

Fatty's startled performance also made Cruise very upset. In sports, he lost to Fatty. Although the two are good friends, Cruise still feels that he has been greatly affected. insult.

Cruise became dull instantly, and at this moment, his cell phone rang, and Cruise took out his cell phone, which showed a landline number.

"Is it a sales call?" Cruise didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing, so Cruise chose to answer it.

"Mr. Cruise? Hello, I'm Coach Jones at the Ironman Training Center. I'm calling to ask, have you passed the 24-hour frogman challenge?" Jones' voice sounded.

"No." Cruise's voice was full of displeasure, and his attitude was extremely cold.

If it was a few minutes ago, Cruise might not have such a cold performance, but since he learned that Hassell had completed the game, this 24-hour frogman challenge has become a scar in Cruise's heart. And Jones called at this time to ask if he passed the game, which was more like adding a handful of salt to the scar.

Jones didn't feel the indifference of Cruise's attitude. Instead, he said in a surprised tone: "I thought you would definitely pass the competition! Which event did you retire from?"

Cruise only felt that another handful of salt had been sprinkled on the scar, and he really wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but out of politeness, Cruise still said: "25 obstacles."

"Oh, that's such a pity, I almost finished the race!" Jones said in a very regretful tone, but then he began to comfort Cruise: "But you are very close to success, continue next year. Come to me to train, you will definitely pass the competition!"

What Jones said obviously meant which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted. Cruise looked at the delicious fat man in front of him, and then recalled his training in the Ironman Center, and felt more and more that he had been cheated and wasted money.

"Those trainings are no different from the gym. This Jones has cheated me once, do you want to cheat me a second time!" At this moment, Cruise couldn't help it.

"I will never go to your place again next year, no, it should be that I will never go to your place again in my life!" Cruise said angrily.

Jones didn't figure out for a while, where he offended Jones, he asked instinctively: "Why?"

"Why? Don't you have an X number in your heart?" Cruise continued: "Remember the companion who went with me when I went to sign up? The fat guy who was rejected by you! He was training elsewhere , he has now passed the 24-hour frogman challenge! And I, after staying with you for so long, fell by a wall that is only 2.5 meters high! Shit physical training center, you bunch of liars, sooner or later Closed!"

Cruise hung up the phone angrily, and then blacklisted the phone number.

On the opposite side, the fatty had salad dressing on his mouth, and looked at Cruise with a dazed look.

"Did I hear you right? You really didn't finish the game?" The fat man still had food stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't even speak clearly.