My Life Simulator

Three years later, it is 2016, an Olympic year.

In August 2016, the 31st Olympic Games will be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

The entrance exam is in June. If I was still free at that time, it was not that I could not come back to the college entrance examination. After all, the number one student in the college entrance examination can definitely achieve a wave of achievements.

After the phone call with Director Yang, Lu Li didn't take it to heart. Whatever, you can take the college entrance examination when you have time, and don’t worry if you have no time.

Lu Li threw away his phone, sat down on the sofa in the living room, picked up the remote control and watched TV.

"Huaxia TV! Huaxia TV! Dear viewers, this is the scene of the National Athletics Grand Prix."

"In the 100-meter sprint competition just held, Zhang Pei, a famous sprinter of the national track and field team, ran the 100-meter time of 10.04 seconds, breaking the national record and breaking the Asian record!"

ah? Has the national record broken to 10 seconds 04?

When Lu Li saw this, a smile appeared on his face, what a hero!

Zhang Pei's 100m time of 10.04 seconds gave Lu Li the feeling that he had met a competitor.

But...for Long Wusheng and Liu Zhiyong, this is probably a huge blow.

Long Wusheng and Liu Zhiyong's 100m results are about 0.2 seconds behind Zhang Pei.

In the 100-meter sprint, this gap is simply hopeless!

I hope the two brothers can maintain their fighting spirit under this blow!

The next morning, when Lu Li came to the track and field, it was obvious that the two elder brothers were not in a good state of mind.

Long Wusheng's face became darker and more silent. When training, he was really desperate, gritted his teeth and practiced to the death.

Liu Zhiyong's eyebrows showed a look of depression, and the training was a little absent.

His mind is broken!

The former National Games champion, after being silent for a few years, is only waiting to show his edge in this year's National Games.

Now... Zhang Pei's 10.04 seconds is like a heavy mountain pressing on Liu Zhiyong's heart, making him unable to see any hope of winning a medal.

There is no chance of winning the National Games in the National Games, and there is no hope of winning in the future.

Liu Zhiyong's age is too old, and there is no possibility of continuing to make breakthroughs, so he can only retire.

The dimensionality reduction blow from Zhang Pei and the heavy pressure from reality have overwhelmed Liu Zhiyong.

Sure enough, Liu Zhiyong submitted a "retirement application" to Tian Hong the next day.

Lu Li watched silently, he couldn't do anything. Persuading Liu Zhiyong to stay will not change the reality, it is completely meaningless.

A few days later, Lu Li, Long Wusheng, and Tian Hong saw Liu Zhiyong off in Liu Zhiyong's room.

"Coach, two brothers, I... become a deserter!"

Liu Zhiyong's eyes were red and tears were flashing in his eyes, "I have been practicing track and field since I was six years old, and I have been practicing track and field for almost 20 years. So many years of hard work, so many years of hard work, made me give up all of a sudden. way!"

Liu Zhiyong lay on the table and cried.

"I'm twenty-six years old. I'm old, I haven't had grades for several years, and I won't be able to get grades in the future."

"Over the years, I have devoted myself to track and field, and I only know how to do track and field. Twenty-six years old is considered old among athletes, but I am still young in my life. I must think about my future life!"

Liu Zhiyong raised his head with tears in his eyes and looked at Tian Hong, "Coach, master, you... don't blame me!"

"No wonder!"

Tian Hong's smoke ring was also a little red.

"No wonder it's fine!"

Liu Zhiyong wiped his tears, took out a bottle of "Liuyang River" from the plastic bag, and pulled the lid off, "Come on! I want to drink! It's been more than 20 years, and I haven't even tasted what wine is like. .Today, be sure to drink enough!"

Grabbing the wine bottle, Liu Zhiyong lifted his neck and drank it. He drank too quickly, and choked with a violent cough.

The three of Lu Li couldn't accompany him to drink, they could only watch silently, not knowing what it was like.

"Haha! Haha! This is wine? It's so bad to drink!"

The wine bottle slammed heavily on the table, and Liu Zhiyong sat paralyzed, as if all his energy had been taken away.

"Effort...not necessarily successful. Not trying...it's so comfortable! Hahahaha!"

Lu Li and the three sat with them for most of the night, watching Liu Zhiyong drink up a bottle of Liuyang River and fall drunk on the table.

After helping Liu Zhiyong to sleep on the bed, the three of Lu Li were silent and turned to leave.

This road is full of bumps. Someone's head was covered in blood and retreated sadly. There are people who struggle and see no hope. There are many more people who can't even leave their names.

Liu Zhiyong's sad departure is just the silhouette of countless people on this road. He's not the first, and he won't be the last.

Struggle and struggle will never stop! Where there is success, there will naturally be failure!

"Go back and have a good rest. Continue training tomorrow!"

Coach Tian waved to Lu Li and Long Wusheng and turned to leave. It's just... Desolate's back looks a little sad.

"Brother Liu was brought out by Coach Tian since he was a child."

Long Wusheng let out a long sigh, reached out and patted Lu Li's shoulder, "Don't think so much, train hard, work hard. Come on!"

"come on!"

Lu Li responded, and neither of them said anything, and went back to their rooms.

Training continues. However, Liu Zhiyong is no longer running on the track and field.

Time goes by in training.

In the days without Liu Zhiyong, the smile on Coach Tian's face was much less. Liu Zhiyong, who he brought out by himself, eventually retired and left, which was also very painful for Coach Tian.

Long Wusheng remained silent, training more desperately and more ruthlessly. Coach Tian had to arrange a health physiotherapy for him at noon and at night to prevent him from training injuries.

Lu Li is still the same, following steps step by step, not tepid, but silently accumulating strength, silently improving, and silently becoming stronger!

In this year's National Games, Lu Li has made up his mind to win the championship. Not for anything else, just to win the National Games championship for Liu Zhiyong!

Silently accumulating, silently improving, like a long-standing volcano, just waiting to explode at the National Games, shocking the world.

In October 2013, the 12th National Games is about to kick off.

"It's been a long time to prepare for battle. Today, it's time to show your skills."

Tian Hong looked at Lu Li and Long Wusheng with bright eyes, "Ride on the field, gallop on the track, and show your brightest brilliance! You must win!"

"Definitely!"

Lu Li and Long Wusheng raised their arms and shouted loudly.

"Definitely!"

Behind him, the other athletes of the track and field team also raised their arms and shouted loudly!

"Set off!"

With a banner raised high, Tian Hong took the Xiaoxiang Provincial Track and Field Team and embarked on the journey to the National Games!

This battle...will be won!