On the evening of February 25th.

There is a rental house in Haidian District, Yanjing. The simple structure bungalows are all simple. But only those who rent here know that the rent is not cheap.

Despite this, there has never been an idle situation here. Countless people live here for life or dreams, live here for the future, and work hard!

The bus drove back to the training center. Zhao Lin was told that he had two days off and ran away after cheering!

After falling back to the subway for two hours, I took another bus, and rushed back here for more than two hours. Since I was a child, Zhao Lin has never left home. Now, he has chosen this road for some of his dreams and can do whatever he wants. But it is impossible to say that he doesn't miss home.

This is not his real home, but his parents rented it to work in Yanjing. Since his first year of high school, his parents have been here. In the past, he went to school in Suzhou and came directly after holidays. Now he is familiar with the journey.

In the rental house, there is a small hall, a square table, and the family of three sits around.

"Dad, mom, I really can't eat this now! I am an athlete now, and these diets must be controlled. Our coach has given special instructions! Look at my dad now, it's not easy for me to reduce it, and it tastes very fast!" Looking at the fragrant dishes on the table, Zhao Lin was really a little greedy, but in the end he resisted these temptations.

"Athletes can't eat it? Ah? You see, you've lost so much, and it's almost a month. I said that this athlete can't do it. You are not obsessed with the mind. Your dad just plays with you, and your coach is also plays with you. I just don't understand this, and I know that it's hard to practice when you are old, so he even takes you off..."

Zhao Lin's mother complained in a nagging manner that she didn't agree with her son's athlete from the bottom of her heart, and she has never agreed with her since she was a child. She practiced day and night, and even if she achieved some results, it might not be useful in the end. If she did not produce results, it would be even worse!

"Dad, tell me, I've agreed before! I don't bring this one now. Besides, what's wrong with me? I'm talented, okay! Our coach has a unique vision. I've already practiced now."

Zhao Lin's father just looked at his son, squinted his eyes and smiled, and did not say anything. He still remembered what he told the athletes he had told him from the beginning of what his son remembered. That was also his own regret. He thought the child was young and wanted to find an audience. Unexpectedly, just saying this, his son would completely think about it!

When I was a child, I wanted him to take him to the sports team to register, but because of this, I was beaten up by his mother a lot, and finally went to high school. When I first entered the first year of high school, I wanted to be a sports student, so I could study and practice sports. As a result, my wife still opposed it, and naturally it didn't work.

I thought it would have stopped completely. After graduating from high school, I was desperate to get such an opportunity. I guess my wife thought no one would ask for it. Only then could she let her son give up. Who would have thought...

Thinking of this, Zhao's father remembered the phone call he came here today. He didn't expect to find out his official identity. He knew that the position of a formal athlete in the national team was not something that could be obtained simply. He had been in the provincial team for so many years before, and he went to the national team to train once until he retired.

"What are you laughing at? My son is completely wild now! What can this athlete do? Ah? Just say that you have been doing it for so many years, but you are still doing some small business here. From 10 to 20. What did you finally have in more than ten years? When I got married to you, you bought it for me..." As Zhao's mother said, she felt a little angry. Seeing that Zhao's father was still laughing, she began to scold her.

"Okay! I don't laugh. I've been having trouble with Chen Zhima for decades. My son is so old, you are still busy talking!" After being scolded by his wife, Zhao's father hurriedly restrained his smile.

He didn't care about her thoughts anymore, so he started talking to Zhao Lin. Old Chen (the previous high jump coach) called to say something, and he understood it! But he still wanted to really understand some things. Not to mention making a decision for his son, he could at least provide a reference.

"Son, how did the Coach Lin who chose you teach you?"

"Oh~ It's great!" Zhao Lin responded vaguely while eating. However, he felt that it was really good.

"Then can you continue to train with Coach Lin later? Tell me, how are you practicing now?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Lin became interested. He ate a few bites of rice and ate the bowl, put down the bowl and sat next to his father.

When Zhao's mother saw this attitude, she felt unhappy and shouted, "What are you doing? She doesn't let her son calm down after eating. Whatever she says is not that bad things. Unexpectedly, the national team also messed with these things. I said that my son shouldn't go, and sooner or later he will learn like those people..."

"Mom, I've eaten it! I'm talking to dad, it's rare! You're tired, wash the dishes!" He wanted to talk carefully. Usually, he had more than two people in the team, one coach and the other was not very enthusiastic. He had a lot to say, but he didn't have a good audience.

The father and son laughed and coaxed Zhao's mother to clean up the dishes. Then they sat down. As soon as they sat down, Zhao Lin's chatterbox opened.

"Dad, look at me, my muscles are already getting better! Mom said I was thin, that was fat. I was 1.81 meters tall, and now I was 73 kilograms. It's not lighter than before. Our coach said that according to my physical quality, I will control it to increase a little more in the future! It's said that this is the best for me to run!"

Zhao's father really started to pinch his son's arms and legs, which was indeed much stronger. Not to mention the others, just this body shape is not in vain.

"Also, the nutritious meal that our coach specially prepared for us has a mediocre taste! But I feel that it is really good, not too unpalatable, but it is definitely nutritious. Otherwise, my health will not be able to practice like this in less than a month..."

"Oh, and, our coach is so amazing. Every time I feel that I am so tired that I can't stand it. Before I can speak, the coach shouts to stop and touch it accurately!"

"And, and…"

Zhao Lin kept talking about some things during and outside of training. Although he was not organized, he was talking about it with great interest.

Zhao's father looked at it with a smile and didn't interrupt. He also felt good about these trivial things. The main reason is that his son is much more energetic now than before! This may be a person with dreams, and he used to be like this. Speaking of sports, he is also full of energy.

"By the way, Dad, let me tell you that I won the fourth place in this Yanjing competition!" Zhao Lin couldn't hide his pride and excitement.

"Haha, how happy you are, the fourth one? I thought you won the first place!"

"The first is my teammate who was training with me, named Chen Huan. By the way, he broke the national record several times! He ran so fast, I can't run away now!"

"Oh? We are all practicing under Coach Lin, let's go with you?" At this point, Zhao's father felt aroused and asked.

"Yes, Chen Huan, I used to be in the sports school in Xiangtan. I was not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall. I heard that I wanted to go to the provincial team before, but I applied for it, but I didn't want it! I didn't want it either! I didn't want it either. Later, our coach asked for it. Now I'm doing it well! Huh? Why do I feel like I am? No one wants it either."

"Haha, your coach really has unique vision. Did he break the record?"

"Of course, I broke through in Tianjin a few days ago. This time, the Yanjing preliminaries final broke through twice. You don't know that the sensation in the gymnasium was so exciting at that time!"

Father Zhao was silent and thoughtful.

At this moment, he had completely understood what was already a little vague! I said, he didn't get any results, so how could he register his identity so quickly!

"Son, tell me, how does your coach's level compare to other coaches? Oh, how can you understand these things? Just feel it yourself!"

"Dad, of course it's tall. Didn't you tell me? Chen Huan won the first place in this competition, and Chen Jianhai and Shen Bao were the first place in the second and third place. That was the top in the country. 60 meters, I won the fourth place. I ran for 6 seconds and 68!"

When Zhao's father heard his son say this, he was really surprised. His son didn't tell the specific situation before. He thought that the sub-station competition was not valuable, but he didn't expect that there was something really.

Although he doesn't care much about track and field now, he has quite a few of these top people who have come out of the National Games, and he still knows about it. And with this result, his son runs 6.68 seconds. As an athlete, how could he not understand these things?

It seems that Coach Lin is really good at it. He has few people under his command, is young and has no generation gap with athletes, so it is convenient to communicate.

In this case, some things can't be done like that!

Thinking of this, Zhao's father reminded Zhao Lin: "Son, someone called me today. He said he wanted your information to be registered and he was going to get your identity in the national team!"

"Oh~really?! Haha, that's great! That coach and Shen Huan must have it, right? I'm the worst among them." Zhao Lin was excited. Finally, he was a formal athlete, and his dream took the first step!

"Dad tells you something. You have registered identity now. After returning to the team, you will definitely ask you what you have about the next arrangement. You just say you have no idea and you have to continue to follow your coach! Do you know?"

"Of course I followed our coach, and I gave this a special reminder. The coach said that I would take me to fight hard this year, and I might go to the Olympics next year. Dad, just wait and watch me run on TV! Haha!"

Zhao's father smiled unanimously. It was not that easy for the Olympics. However, Coach Lin is indeed a coach with a strong heart. From the bottom of his heart, he was more grateful that his son had the opportunity to become an athlete. It was originally given by Coach Lin.

Now it seems that it is even more advanced. In less than a month, you can get the national team's attention by teaching your son. Although there are some other factors, it is undeniable that the son himself is definitely not bad. Thinking about it this way, it is really rare.

You should know that there are so many people in the provincial team every year, and after practicing for many years, few people can attract the national team. Not to mention that their talents are not as good as their own sons. A big province can climb there, even if it is related, it will not be possible without a certain talent level.

What should be understood roughly! What should be given advice is also given! Judging from the son's appearance, there should be no accidents. Just stick to it. As for the things that are sophisticated, don't tell your son.
Chapter completed!