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Text Chapter 368: The Gold Medal Is Stabilized (Guaranteed Update 10000/10000)

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    Interests, there are only eternal interests in the world.

    After staying in the provincial capital for a week, because almost everyone was actively or passively surrounding him, Jiang Sen didn't notice much of this in the past few days.  But on the first night when I came to the national team training center, the essential law that everything in human society is based on fame and fortune was clearly revealed again.

    A higher level of confrontation means more intense interest disputes.

    But if you think about it, who would work so hard to do something that is not beneficial?

    Are the improvements of 0.1 seconds and 0.01 seconds really to break through the limits of human beings?

    Who would abuse their body day in and day out if there is no benefit after a breakout?

    Wouldn't it be nice to sleep late?

    Don't you feel comfortable lying down and resting?

    It was the same for his one and two points in the college entrance examination before, and the interests that he attracted the most from writing novels. Up to now, the essence of participating in the Olympic Games is also the same.  Winning glory for the country is a consensus with the greatest common divisor, and under this consensus, everyone, every organization, and people at every level have considerations from their own standpoint and height.

    All distribution of interests is cruel, realistic and naked.

    This is true in every corner of the world.

    But it is precisely because of this that it shows how precious some other people can give up their own interests¡ªthose who have remained anonymous in the Gobi Desert for a lifetime, those who have abandoned their glory and wealth and resolutely returned to the country, and those who have dedicated their lives until the fire of life is extinguished.  people.

    But the problem is that most people in the world cannot live like this.

    National scholars are naturally unparalleled, and naturally have the detached wisdom and supreme perseverance that are enough to dedicate their lives.

    However, the vast majority of ordinary people, in this life, are actually just running around and trying to survive.

    I can't even support myself, so what's the point of devotion?

    After all, the world is made up of tens of thousands of ordinary people. Geniuses pull ordinary people forward two steps, and then two steps forward, but if they take too many steps, they will not be able to move them.  Ordinary people have the logic of ordinary people living their lives.

    If you stop talking about benefits, people will starve to death.

    During the four years of rebirth, from the most remote mountainous area in the world to the bustling city, from the bottom of the human society to the present, the more Jiang Sen experiences, the more clearly he sees all kinds of contemporary Chinese history.

    It's all for survival, it's all forced, and it doesn't make much sense to evaluate good or bad, right or wrong. The greatest significance of history still lies in whether we have survived and whether we have learned lessons in the process.

    Jiang Sen felt that he was about to touch the edge of a certain state. No matter what angle he looked at, he gradually began to diverge in a big way.  After Director Lu left, he spent half a day thinking about life, and even forgot that he seemed to have been off for a few days. Since he went to the provincial capital, he had no code words for eight days, and he didn't recall it until he took a shower.  Then, before 9:30, I hurriedly coded 3,000 characters after washing, and then I rushed to sleep, and lay down on the clean but slightly hard bed.  For such a big bed, the mattress is not Simmons, but hardwood boards, it's simply

    After lying down, Jiang Sen quickly fell into a deep sleep.

    Then at six o'clock the next morning, the wake-up whistle sounded.

    He straightened up and sat up, stunned for two seconds, and suddenly remembered where he was, then hurriedly washed, put on the training clothes just issued yesterday, took the door card and meal card and went out.

    After a while, he trotted all the way to the training ground.

    The men and women of the training team were separated. On the men's team, Jiang Sen didn't see any familiar faces from his previous life memories.  At present, those who are still training in the national team are basically athletes with a small roster, like Liu Feiren, who already have their own dedicated team, and the daily training and recovery are tailored for him.  As for his great history fellow, he had to act with the national team at this moment.

    One gold medal, two lives.

    But Jiang Sen actually couldn't recognize it

    Too much time has passed, and Da Shi's exposure has long since ceased to exist.

    After Jiang Sen gathered with the team, the coach who led the exercise introduced him casually. Everyone applauded to welcome, and the simple welcome ceremony was completed.  People from the national team come and go. There are many cases like Jiang Sen who come in halfway, and there are even more cases of leaving halfway.  The competition is cruel, and everyone has experienced the world of the national team, and they are not too cold about stars.

    Especially now that Jiang Sen is struggling to death, he is the last of the second-tier stars, probably just like some popular movie stars.nbsp; Jiang Sen nodded: "Well, I played for the first time today."

    "I don't know"

    Lao Miao muttered, not knowing whether he was appreciating Jiang Sen's talent or scolding him.

    Da Shi, who followed all the way, let out a long sigh of relief.

    "Long jump first or pole vault first? Do you still have the strength?" Coach Miao pointed to the high jump point in the distance under the sun.  Jiang Sen looked at the pole vault field from a distance, and asked, "If you haven't practiced that thing, you shouldn't be able to jump it, right?"

    Lao Miao silently glanced at Jiang Sen, "Haven't you ever played?"

    "Yeah." Jiang Sen nodded honestly, "There's also the high jump, and I don't know how to do back jumps. Why don't you estimate how much I can jump?"

    "Oh" Lao Miao's blood pressure rose a bit, and he held his forehead.

    "Forget it, forget it, I'll go jump." Jiang Sen trotted towards the high jump.

    Everyone suddenly looked over involuntarily.

    Under the noon sun, Jiang Sen leaped high in front of the mat, raised his legs, and with a striding movement, flew over the high crossbar with ease and ease, and then fell into the  Hot upholstery.

    Around the training ground, the audience was silent.

    "1.8 meters." Lao Miao's assistant quickly reported, "Six hundred and twenty-seven points, the total score more than 8,300."

    Lao Miao looked at Jiang Sen who came down from the mat in the distance, and was stunned for several seconds before slowly saying anything.

    "Stable, Olympic gold medal, steady"

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