Love You Till Death

"Huh--" Yu Jiao whistled, his eyes mainly on Ji Hao's face, his expression inexplicable.

He gave him a chance, and then waited for him to give up.

Ji Hao and Cui Rong jumped into the water one after another, and the two took a deep breath, then came to the shore, grabbed the handshake under the diving platform, and kicked their feet against the pool wall.

"Huh--" This is the preparation whistle.

Ji Hao's arm lifted his body from the water, curled up in a circle, tightly stretched, like a bow ready to go. But in this way, the contrast is particularly obvious. He is a little smaller than Cui Rong around him, his shoulders are not wide enough, the muscles in his arms are not swelled enough, and the muscle lines in the waist and abdomen are only thin.

But for more than a year, Cui Rong has developed like an adult, tough and brave.

Ji Hao is still like a teenager.

"call out!"

A short whistle sounded.

"Wow" sound.

Ji Hao and Cui Rong are both like bullet fish, bowing backwards and flying away.

The calm water was flooded with huge waves, and the two broke through!

The swimming posture on their backs facing the sky allows them to observe each other's speed very well, and they set off at the same time. The two people swimming at the same time, as long as their heads are turned slightly, they can see the person around them.

Cui Rong gasped for breath, his hands and feet were moving, his arms were moving very fast, and the draught was also very deep. While taking his arms, he glanced at Ji Hao in the next lane, but he found that the other party and himself had remained the same.

It doesn't matter, just started, and later Ji Hao's physical strength can't be consumed.

The 50-meter backstroke reached the side, and the two rolled and rolled almost at the same time, then kicked out.

"Yo, the speed is the same." The people on the shore were talking.

"There are two brushes."

Ruan Mingchi, who was bored, straightened slightly and looked at him curiously.

Switching back to breaststroke, I heard that the speed is the same, but from his point of view, it seems that Ji Hao is still fast.

Yu Jiao, who was walking along the pool, looked at the stopwatch in his hand, and then looked at the teenager swimming in the water, but frowned.

As a coach, he certainly knows how his students are doing. It is not surprising that Ji Hao can catch up with Cui Rong, but the two almost touched the wall together. Did the first 50 meters go too far?

Although 200 meters is a short distance, it also needs to be physically distributed. The front is too hard, and the back is normal.

Forget it, anyway, he didn't take this promotion seriously.

Yu Jiao flattened the brows of his eyebrows and walked with the two frogmen one after another. When he reached the shore, he also entered the rest of the players, and the sound of discussion floated into his ears.

"Wow, look, did breaststroke keep up?"

"It seems to be the same speed?"

"Ji Hao really wants to win Cui Rong?"

"Don't be amused, butterfly swimming sees high and low, I think Haoer's lungs are exploding now."

Yu Jiao thought deeply.

Backstroke was flat, he could understand, it was just a fight.

The breaststroke leveled off, and he could understand that the final struggle, the potential was stimulated.

But what about the next butterfly and freestyle? Swimming is a sport that requires every minute and every second. It is a little bit out of order and it is very difficult to swim. How far will the next butterfly stroke be pulled away by Cui Rong with good physical control?

There were too many people who thought about Yu Yu. Except for Ruan Mingchi, the other four people on the team stood up at the same time and stretched their necks to watch.

The butterfly stroke changed to breaststroke and the water came out.

Flush?

The butterfly stroked his arms, his body was wavy, and his momentum was rushing forward like a rainbow. Cui Rong is fierce, like a tiger coming down the mountain, but Ji Hao swims extremely lightly. It turns out to be like a butterfly crawling on the water.

"Wow—Wow—"

Half of the butterfly swim, the speed of the two is almost the same.

This, this... this is impossible!

Ji Hao, how can he still have physical strength?

Yu Jiao looked at the stopwatch in his hand and then looked at the two people in the pool. His eyebrows were raised in surprise.

"Ji Hao, come on!" Suddenly Yin Xuelin rushed out a few steps and shouted.

Yu Jiao was taken aback, the stopwatch almost fell into the water, but he couldn't care about the anger. At this moment, a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body, and a thought appeared vaguely-Ji Hao he wanted to rise Group swimming medley is really not a joke!

"Come on, come on!" Yin Xuelin increased his voice and ran over in a few steps.

After a half-meter 25-meter distance, Ji Hao swam the most tired butterfly stroke and still maintained full physical strength. He went to the side with Cui Rong.

Immediately.

Hands touch the wall.

Turn around.

Feet touch the wall.

A kick!

Freestyle!

The 50m freestyle is here!

Freestyle, the fastest stroke.

Water splash!

Two people chase me!

Yu Wu squeezed the stopwatch's right hand unconsciously, the pace of his feet accelerated, chasing the two of them to walk fast.

Yin Xuelin greeted him, standing at half-time, shouting with hoarse: "Ji Hao! Come on, come on! Come on, come on!"

In the shouting kung fu, everyone saw with his own eyes that Ji Hao, who had been biting Cui Rong tightly, went so far beyond the line.

Is the length of a finger?

No, it is the length of a palm!

Wow even!

It seems to be half the length of the arm! !

At the last twenty meters, everyone witnessed the miracle.

Yin Xuelin followed Ji Hao and shouted all the way. Yu Jiao focused on it for a second and couldn't bear to look away. The teammates of another dormitory also rushed to the shore and looked close, unbelievable.

Shouted anxiously: "Cui Rong, hurry! You are going to lose! Hurry!"

Ji Hao, two years old, is two years old, but he still can’t swim in his main event. What a shame?

I'm really anxious for him, I wish I could rush into the water and drag him to swim!

"Cui Rong, what do you want? Rush!"

Yin Xuelin screamed excitedly: "Huoer! Come on! Keep it! Win! Win!"

"Continue! Charge!"

"Quickly quickly!"

An in-team test made the atmosphere in the swimming pool very warm. The members under the name of Yu Jiao stood on the side of the swimming lane and shouted with horror. The other members of the swimming lane and the coach on the shore looked over curiously.

Cui Rong and Ji Hao?

How did these two compare?

Don't think about it, Cui Rong must have won it.

Wait, isn't the one in front of the tour Ji Ji?

Ji Hao is ahead! ?

The atmosphere gets hotter.

Even Ruan Mingchi finally got up from his seat.

Cui Rong accelerated.

But Ji Hao also accelerated.

At ten meters, Ji Hao led Cui Rong by one arm.

It was an arm at five meters.

This advantage is too obvious!

Then everyone saw that Ji Hao actually swam into the three-meter line with a half-arm distance, and then undoubtedly touched the wall first!

Landed!

Really won!

Ji Haocai raised his head from the water and heard Yin Xuelin yelling: "Ji Hao!"

Ji Hao turned to look.

Yin Xuelin grinned: "You won Cui Rong! You won!"

Cui Rong just got up and heard Yin Xuelin shouting loudly. He was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief.

How can it be?

He has been swimming in the medley for three years, and strictly speaking, Ji Hao is only 14 years old, he is almost 17 years old, how can he not swim Ji Hao?

This is impossible!

Cui Rong raised his head in anxiety and looked at Yu Jiao. His face with water drops was wet, but it was a little pitiful.

Yu Wu stood on the edge of the pool, his expression tight on his face, ignoring Cui Rong's help, and glanced at the stopwatch in his hand again.

Pupil contraction.

The stopwatch is still jumping.

The last time pressed was 2 minutes, 11 seconds and 58. This is Cui Rong's result.

The last time pressed was 2 minutes 09 seconds 84, which is Ji Hao's achievement. At the age of fourteen, the 200-meter medley reached the level of a national athlete.

In Yu Wu's coaching career, he has never seen such a good result.

Could it be that he was wrong, medley is Ji Hao's destiny?

"Yu Jiao, how much time?" Yin Xuelin asked. Others were looking at him, and Cui Rong was even staring.

Yu Wu hesitated and said, "Next group!"

"There is no next group." Yin Xuelin said as he approached Yu Wu, the probe looked at the stopwatch in his hand. Did not see it, Yu Wu turned his wrist and held it.

Yu Wu's reaction was a bit sluggish at the moment, and he worked hard for a while before turning his attention away from Ji Hao's results, saying: "Then everyone else go back, Ji Hao stays, you still have one untested."

See everyone not moving, and wait for his results.

Yu Wu considered Ji Hao’s achievement for the first time, not necessarily stable, and didn’t want to preach it. Tiger Eyes swept through the circle and angered Dan Tian, ​​“What are you doing standing by? Change clothes, change clothes, rest, Hurry up!"

A group of children were stunned and walked obediently to the locker room.

After so many years of training, I also did the training for the first time. Cui Rong fell at the end, lost his soul, and had been watching Yu Wu.

The next lane is used by the women’s team. A female player holding the floating line shouted, “Cui Rong, have you finished swimming today?”

Cui Rong was dripping with water, and he walked forward without a soul, without responding.

The person next to me helped me back: "Yes, it's over. Quiz today."

"The day after tomorrow's trial? I'm not qualified, Cui Rong is cheering."

Cui Rong, who bowed his head, scowled fiercely, and then clenched his teeth... This time, it must be that I did not play well, and I won't lose again in the selected competition the day after tomorrow.

Everyone in Cui Rong's dormitory was gone. Yin Xuelin stayed and said to accompany Ji Hao, but no one expected that Ruan Mingchi would stay.

Ji Hao sat on the beach chair, still breathing slightly. He took off his swimming cap, and the hair on his head was already a little damp. The elbow and pestle lowered his head and shook the water like a large dog, throwing Ruan Mingchi all over.

Ruan Mingchi's eyelashes were trembling.

Ji Hao raised his head and smiled at Ruan Mingchi: "I haven't exerted my strength, otherwise it will be faster."

Ruan Mingchi spurted a sound from his nostrils and didn't believe him.

But waiting for Ji Hao to pay no attention to himself, Ruan Mingchi secretly glanced at Ji Hao's eyes. His eyes fell on his steaming shoulders, and crystal clear waterdrops were set on it like diamonds.

Ruan Mingchi was more than two meters away, and he also felt the surging power under the wheat skin.

The author has something to say: Connect to a small theater:

Ji Hao: "Do you understand?"

Ruan Mingchi: "What?"

Ji Hao: "You are peeking at me."

Ruan Mingchi: "..."

Ji·Two words don't talk about bright muscles·bilingbiling flash·Hao, said: "I don't talk nonsense with good feelings, just stand next to him and he will be overwhelmed by my fascination."

Ji Hao looked at you and said, "What are you still doing? The message collection comes with a rainbow fart blowing! Turn back and let my secretary give you money."