Yanjing Olympic Village.

Just when Feng Yong and Luo Yi were upset, Lin Mu had already taken Zhao Lin to the small stadium. At this moment, they were fully armed with running equipment.

In the August night, the temperature in Yanjing is not low. After roasting on the runway for a day, there is still some residual heat that has not dissipated, and it does not seem cold.

It was not too late. After the 100-meter rematch, Lin Mu gathered the athletes back to the Olympic Village.

Then he took the camera and brought Bai Hongcheng and Zhao Lin to the place without stopping. Until now, Zhao Lin was still a little confused. He wanted to ask the coach several times what he was doing, but he finally held it back. It was not too late, and he was not tired, and the coach never liked to do meaningless things.

He put down his carry-on bag and then ordered Bai Hongcheng to relieve Zhao Lin's muscle fatigue, but he did not care about the two of them anymore. He turned on the camera to check the video.

Bai Hongcheng didn't ask anything, just nodded and started serving Zhao Lin.

His mind is full of energy and he likes to think about it. After a few years of training, Bai Hongcheng seems to be more comfortable in dealing with athletes' damage hazards and eliminating fatigue.

After getting on the hand, he felt it, rub, press, pinch, and hold it. After a few strokes, Zhao Lin felt a wave of comfort and relaxation along with several stretching and squeezing of pain.

"Brother Bai, you are still great!" Zhao Lin couldn't help but sigh, and then said with a smile: "Brother Bai, why don't you come to my place to join me in the future?"

His team is already a relatively independent small team. Except for the coach who is responsible for his team, the first leader who manages all small teams, the other members are serving him full-time.

Of course, team doctors and physiotherapy are indispensable, but Zhao Lin still feels that the physiotherapist who follows him is far behind Bai Hongcheng. It is not about the technical level, but about their understanding and how to use these understandings.

"Hey, boy, don't put a high hat on me." Bai Hongcheng smiled and cursed, glanced at Zhao Lin, and his movements still did not stop, "Besides, your junior brother doesn't have a team yet, and the coach arranged my full-time service. Are you trying to dig your junior brother's foot? He said in front of the coach, is it appropriate?"

"Hehe, Brother Bai, are you trying to provoke my jealous junior brother?" Zhao Lin "enjoyed" Bai Hongcheng's service, responding in a mess.

Junior brother, Su Tian, ​​he likes a child very much and respects them very much. He is diligent and loves to study. Whenever he has time, he will ask them questions. There are many training and competitions. He doesn't mind, except for Shen Huan's stupid gossip, they all come here like this.

Of course, what Zhao Lin likes more is his hard work in training, and he has improved his grades steadily until now according to the coach's training plan. Although he has not been like him, he has been running 10 seconds since he was a child for more than half a year, Zhao Lin also understands that it is because he is young.

The coach arranged it according to a relatively long-term and smooth improvement and fully leveraging his talent potential. Well! The junior brother's talent is higher than his back then.

"It's so sour, Lin Zi, haha!" After pressing one side, Bai Hongcheng naturally moved to the other side, and then teased him when he walked past Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin touched his head and smiled indifferently.

Su Tian is now enjoying the coach's "only favor" because he does not have his own fixed team, so the core personnel of the coaching team are responsible for the guidance and arrangement of affairs.

If the coaches don’t run away in the future, the people in the coaching team who specialize in assisting in training will definitely naturally turn to Su Tian.

I was a little envious, but I couldn't say that I was jealous. When the coach brought him by my side, he was not less cared for, and he was once the object of envy of others. There would be such a process under the coach.

I just hope Su Tian will not let down the coach's "only favor". He did not let him down back then, and Chen Huan slipped away for nearly a year and returned to the right track. Now it's Su Tian, ​​I don't know what the future will be, but it seems to be OK at the moment.

As Su Tian’s senior brother and a senior in the team, Zhao Lin and Brother Yang have the same idea. They have the responsibility and obligation to take care of and supervise these young people. Perhaps, this is what the coach calls the inheritance!

Zhao Lin fell into silence, and the smile on his face disappeared quietly. He thought of the coach's efforts to handle it for so many years. The longer he spent, the more he understood, and he also understood the expectations he was now given, and he had his responsibilities and responsibilities.

Zhao Lin didn't say anything anymore, as if he was thinking about something. Bai Hongcheng didn't bother him anymore and continued to do his work. For a moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

A few minutes passed, and Lin Mu jumped and watched the video. He observed all the previous observations and small details. Now he was just confirming the problem he saw.

"Hmm? I won't chat anymore?" Lin Mu looked at the silent look of the two of them and continued with a smile: "I won't chat anymore, just watch this video. I'll mark you what you need to pay attention to. You can watch it first, I'll go warm up!"

He handed the camera to Zhao Lin, and Lin Mu started to get up on the runway.

After taking the camera, Zhao Lin turned on the playback without delay, adjusted the slowest playback speed, and watched it carefully. This should be the purpose of the coach bringing him here.

At just one glance, Zhao Lin was a little confused. This was his own rematch. Is there really something wrong? Zhao Lin was a little nervous.

Fast forward and skip the front screen until he started running, he stopped and looked more focused. Here are the notes specially added by the coach.

"Um?"

After watching back and forth three or four times in a row, he seemed to have discovered something.

When he stretched his palms in his arms, his fingers were somewhat bent, and the wrist joints were slightly angular. He didn't know how much the impact would be, but some of them were certain. It seemed that this situation was gone when he pulled up.

Is this the case?

Zhao Lin touched his chin and kept analyzing it in his mind. The stubble that appeared a little bit thorny. He came back to his senses, then pressed the playback and looked back.

It was another marking place. On the way, I had some hand movements around the distance to the sprint, but it was more subtle than before. But it seemed that the entire upper body also had some problems and leaned forward a little.

After years of training and competition, he is also an excellent athlete with both theory and practice. The focus of the last training session is the core stability and the establishment of a new balance between the body. He has been training for several months since the beginning of winter training. He can see that such movements have some impact on stability.

It's still the same, the amplitude is very small, and it's hard to determine how much the impact is, but it's certain that it has an impact. As a top athlete like them, the final difference may be that little bit of impact.

Continue to turn back to the line, and there is no special marking. After reading it, Zhao Lin turned off the camera and closed his eyes and thought.

He tried hard to recall the whole process of the rematch, and even reviewed the process of the morning preliminaries again. He found that he had no idea, and his waist, abdomen and upper body could barely explain that the core stability training was not in place, but the hands and wrists absolutely did not exist.

He could see that this was not a technical action problem. He asked himself that there would not be too big problems with technical action. Even if he didn't believe in himself, he believed in the coach. If there were such unstable problems, the coach would definitely have pointed it out earlier. He would not wait until now.

That is the subconscious mind of the mind? Or is it excited, so excited that it is a little uncontrollable?

I was a little excited. I was competing with foreigners in front of so many Chinese people, and with the cheers of Chinese people, how could I not be a little excited? But it definitely did not affect my mentality and movements.

Nervous?! When you are nervous, your hands are slightly deformed. When you are about to sprint, your upper body will unconsciously move forward and quickly to cross the line?

Zhao Lin thought about it. He actually felt something about today's game before. It was not the feeling of movement deformation. As for nervousness, he didn't feel anything about himself.

But after running, when the results were announced, he felt that it had not met his expectations and the difference was not big. After thinking about it, he didn't think much about it. Now it seems that this is actually the problem.

I didn't really feel nervous, but in fact my body was very honest and I was really nervous.

What is it?

In my mind, I looked back at the scenes of the past, and all kinds of people around me. His family, the audience who shouted for him and those who had high expectations for him. The leaders, coaches, and the master he respected and grateful to in his heart.

"How is it? Do you understand?"

During meditation, a friendly and thick voice sounded in my ears, and Zhao Lin came to his senses. Looking at the coach who had finished warming up and walked in front of him, Zhao Lin's mind was filled with a clear moment.

"I understand, coach!" Zhao Lin nodded, then shook his head, "I didn't feel nervous, but I was really nervous. I don't know how to solve the things I didn't realize! Coach..."

Zhao Lin looked at the coach expectantly. He wanted to do his best, and this time he could not lose. He had the ability to withstand pressure, his mentality, and his desperate attitude in competitive state. But just like what he thought before, he didn't know how to deal with these unconscious things.

"Yeah!" Lin Mu nodded with a smile, "I originally thought about whether to let you see it, because consciousness and unconsciousness are actually quite contradictory. But I decided to point it out to you. I was negligent before, but the problem was not big. I believe you now have enough strength and mentality to face these."

"Coach, then..."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Come on, the main purpose of today is not to tell you this. If you just point out the problem, why bother to come here in the evening? Haha!"

He waved his hand and did not let Zhao Lin continue talking. Lin Mu continued with a smile: "I will retire officially after the Olympics and will not run competitions in the future. Today I will bring you here to run a few games with you. I have never run 100 meters or 60 meters in the formal competition. Although there are some curves here, the distance between running about 100 meters is not very important. Now we are the master and apprentice running a few games, just a matter of comparison!"

Zhao Lin was a little confused. The coach sang the song. He pulled himself to run at night? Still comparing?

I used to say that I would like to compare with the coach a hundred meters or 60 meters, but the coach smiled and there was no further information. Now I will come at this time.

Just run away, this is also a wish. Brother Yang has won, but he lost.

Zhao Lin remembered that he was about to run away, and he felt a little eager to try, and the things he had already been struggling with were temporarily released.

They ran away and warmed up and were all in place, but they were just a simple comparison and there was nothing to prepare for. There was no need for starting machines, timers, etc. One person chose a track, which was almost equivalent to the last relay. After roughly measuring the distance of the forward stretch, the two of them were ready to start straight.

Bai Hongcheng stood at the finish line with a whistle hanging, shouting a regular command.

“Set!”

"Beep~"

On a quiet night, a crisp whistle broke the silence in the small training ground.

The whistle was separated by a distance, and there was a slight delay in the response. When it reached the ears of the master and the disciple, the two of them rushed out suddenly.

The starting and posture don’t matter, and there will be no record of the results of this run, but the rigorous attitude towards every training and every run that is engraved in the bones will not change.

The two of them seemed particularly serious. They had a short curve and a straight path of dozens of meters. In a blink of an eye, the master and the disciple had already crossed the finish line.

Standing at the finish line, Bai Hongcheng stared at the oncoming person. Then, two strong winds passed by, and he was a little dazed.

It's so fast!

Bai Hongcheng was very moved. Zhao Lin was not very quick. Hundred meters have always been his special project. Such a curve and straight road will not have much impact. But why is the coach so fast? He usually looks fast, but without comparison, he never has any specific concepts in his consciousness.

The current situation surprised him with some inconsistency. Those who run 400 meters may be able to run well in 200 meters, but what is the situation where 100 meters can beat Zhao Lin?

Yes, he just felt that the coach was a little ahead. The gap was extremely small, and there were various objective factors, but the difference seemed to be. This is Zhao Lin, a top 100-meter player who once broke the world record. In this way, if the coach practiced well, he would have the chance to reach the final and make a medal?

Bai Hongcheng couldn't help but shook his head. He didn't want to think about it anymore. At this moment, he felt more real about the regrets he had used to be for the coach in the team.

"How...how? You...coach, I'm not old yet!"

While panting, Lin Mu took Zhao Lin Youyou back and smiled and joked.

"Coach, you are awesome!"

Bai Hongcheng could feel their win or loss, and Zhao Lin could naturally feel that he had been deliberately paying attention just now. He really felt that the coach was great, and it was still a situation where he didn't have a special exercise.

"Let's take a few minutes to rest, let's come back and give you a chance to turn the tables. This time we change the lane, don't say I'll take advantage of you!"

Lin Mu didn't care about winning or losing, and continued to joke: "Old Bai, come and let us slow down..."

What did the coach say and how did Zhao Lin agree? In fact, he breathed a little while after running. The coach taught them to run and even gave up many opportunities to run by themselves. He couldn't be too bad.

At least you can't lose to the coach over a hundred meters. Maybe it's hard for the coach to get a regular start without a corner, but this is not a reason.

"Coach, OK, I can definitely win!"

After resting almost the same, Bai Hongcheng was busy soothing the tense muscles of the two. Zhao Lin then spoke up to "inviting the fight".

"good!"
To be continued...