"Rhythm! Pay attention to the rhythm! The pace is too fast, why are you going crazy?"
In the early ten o'clock at night, in the empty gymnasium, under the watchful eyes of more than 20 people, Jiang Sen's swift animal-like figure galloped across the track. Lao Miao held a stopwatch in his hand, and recorded his running time at each timing point of Jiang Sen's track, and at the same time, his current pace can be known at a glance.
Before I knew it, it was already the fifth day that the Mori team came to this city in western Sichuan, and the training will end the day after tomorrow. It is equivalent to just getting familiar with the altitude and living environment here, and everyone will leave soon.
It seems that it is better not to come if you are in a hurry.
But outside of training, for this newly formed team, this training camp is actually for the purpose of running-in. Everyone should be familiar with and become proficient as soon as possible about Johnson¡¯s daily diet, body care, handling of accidental injuries, relaxation after training, security, news speeches, social event public relations, and a series of work procedures.
New year and new weather, after almost the entire second half of last year, after Johnson was disturbed by off-field factors, the General Administration of Sports Commission finally allocated a sum of money to the Field Management Center for the expenses of the "Mori Team". Among them, Lan Xingcheng should have played a big role. After all, Director Lan has already taken charge of the Field Management Center. All the obstacles standing in front of Jiang Sen are now also obstacles in Director Lan's career path. Especially since this year is 2008.
Anyone who dares to make enemies with Director Lan at this juncture will be a lifelong enemy.
Not to mention the provincial media, you are the top father of the provincial media¡ªfor example, Zhang Kai, who is currently in this position. So, may I ask, Dongou Stud King, do you dare to chat with Director Lan? Obviously, let alone the King of Stud, you are the God of Stud, and it is impossible for you to compete with Director Lan in this position. Because fighting with Director Lan is fighting with Director Lan's family.
As we all know, Director Lan and his family
"Huhhuh" On the track, Jiang Sen and Lao Miao, who was standing on the innermost road, passed by Tao Runji.
Lao Miao shook his thumb while pressing the timer.
Tao Runji glanced down, and suddenly exclaimed: "Awesome!"
Jiang Sen heard it and knew what the cry meant, but he was not affected at all. He just sped up his speed again, and when Lao Miao exclaimed "Fuck you!", his lungs burned like fire. for the last lap.
Originally, for him, the task was as easy as eating and drinking, but under this self-abuse training method, the track became extremely long. After running through the penultimate corner, when he was more than 300 meters away from the finish line, his breath began to lose his breath, and the lactic acid rapidly accumulated in his calf also made him lose weight at such a high speed. Every time you take a step, it seems like you are about to die. However, if you want to run close to the world record level in a short period of time and improve your training performance by about ten seconds, is there any other way besides working so hard?
Anyway, Jiang Sen thinks, no.
Different from the slightly loose training method of "Team Mori", Jiang Sen came here this time, and he is playing for real.
There are only seven days. His goal is to improve his training performance by at least three to four seconds, that is, to be able to run within 3 minutes and 35 seconds in the world's top 1500-meter race. Only in this way can he be in the Olympic Games hopes of winning the championship.
Five gold medals, not one less!
Lao Miao turned around and stared intently at Brother Sen who was running faster and faster, and everyone in the audience couldn't help but quiet down.
Jiang Sen on the runway seemed to have smelled the smell of death, but he still didn't stop. The moment he turned the second corner, a long-lost sense of relief suddenly fell. The heavy pressure on his body was suddenly relieved. Although the overall pain was still there, the pain had dropped to a bearable level.
"Huh!" Jiang Sen took a sharp breath, and at the moment when he entered the last 100 meters, all the muscles in his body were forced to mobilize in a state where he was almost exhausted.
Lao Miao stared wide-eyed, watching Jiang Sen galloping towards him with an indescribably astonished gaze. The body was so strong that it was almost like avoiding it more than ten meters away, and the oppression was so strong that it was like a tank that was out of control.
Tao Runji, who also saw this result, stared at Lao Miao with wide eyes.
Before he had time to say anything, he saw two team doctors and nurses from the Mori team screaming and running towards Jiang Sen who fell to the ground on the street.
"Oxygen! Oxygen machine!"
Jiang on the Street??, but waved his hands tenaciously, his whole body was numb, his brain was numb, his hands supported his knees, and with the support of two medical staff, he slowly stood up.
Seeing that Jiang Sen was fine, Lu Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief, then walked to Lao Miao, and said, "It seems to be much faster than usual, how much did you run?"
"Look for yourself." Lao Miao handed over the stopwatch.
Lu Jianjun looked at this number, his eyes suddenly changed, and he was extremely surprised, "This is so"
Tao Runji continued: "The world record has been broken."
Lu Jianjun licked his dry lips, looked around at all members of the Mori team in the arena, and clenched his fists heavily, "Bonuses!"
That night, not long after Jiang Sen's training session ended, his 1500-meter training results were quickly reported to bj.
After Director Lan learned about it, he immediately asked Sen's team to keep it a secret, "From today onwards, Jiang Sen's training results and other information will be treated as state secrets. Before the Olympic Games, we must keep a low profile. I have already greeted all the news media. In the next six months, we will only have two tasks.
First, let Jiang Sen maintain his current competitive state and protect his body. He must train well and avoid injuries. Second, let Johnson disappear from the public eye, and let the whole society forget that there is such a person! "
"Director Lan, can't you do the second one?" Lu Jianjun was in trouble, "This is impossible."
"Fart! Why is it impossible?" Lan Xingcheng was extremely irritable, "I'll ask you, can you do it? If you can't do it, I'll replace it!"
Lu Jianjun thought that you are really sick, but his mouth was still very honest, and he nodded quickly, "I can do it, I can do it!"
"Then I'll leave it to you. Don't bring Xie Anlong's dawdling style to me. If you can't even complete the tasks assigned, what do you need?" Lan Xingcheng hung up the phone.
Lu Jianjun wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.
His grandma, CCTV will come to interview tomorrow
Letting Jiang Sen disappear is easy to say. </div>