The Su God of the Reopening of the Sports Arena

Chapter 1964 Hardworking Shark, 2 Mi Ai, Hardworking Bo?

Chapter 1964 Diligent Shark, Two-meter Ai, Hardworking Bo?

"A Tian, why do you feel thinner? What happened? Is it because the food doesn't suit your appetite or you are not feeling well?"

Seeing that Su Shen had lost weight, everyone on Ersha Island was very concerned.

You're kidding.

This year, Su Shen is likely to harvest all the awards at home and abroad. If you don't treat him well, the higher-ups will probably get angry.

It is said that he is now a key protected person.

It is the national treasure, the giant panda.

No problem.

This is the treatment Liu Xiang enjoyed back then.

Now he was enjoying it all.

Even more victorious.

"No problem. We are working on the training plan. This is part of the plan." Su Shen told everyone he met so as not to make things difficult for others.

Otherwise you will be blamed by your superiors.

Their lives are not easy either.

"Why lose weight? You said you wanted to gain muscle. Do we Chinese athletes need to gain a lot of muscle?" Zhou Bing asked doubtfully, because in all these years, or even since Xiangshan Sports School, this was the first time Zhou Bing saw Su Shen losing weight instead of gaining muscle.

Only last year, because it was necessary to completely disrupt muscle memory, was it possible to lose all the weight, but that was a special case.

This year he does not plan to "disband his skills and start over again."

So why lose weight?

"Most Chinese athletes should do this, they should build muscle and increase their body strength, but after reaching a limit, they need to make new adjustments." Su Shen said with a smile: "For example, breaking the weight point."

"Breaking the weight spot???"

Zhou Bing was stunned. It was another handwriting. He recognized every character, but when they were put together he had no idea what it meant.

"You don't understand, Pancake? I told you to read more and talk less about love." Zhao Haohuan came over and said, "It means that through certain training and dietary adjustments, the athlete's weight can reach a state that is more conducive to sprint performance, breaking through the weight range or "position" that may have originally restricted his speed improvement."

"When an athlete's weight is at a certain value, there may be a speed bottleneck. By losing weight properly or adjusting body composition, this possible weight limit can be broken, thereby achieving better performance in sprinting, such as improving power-to-weight ratio, reducing body burden, and reducing the risk of injury."

"Oh, so that's how it is. No, how did you know? Gou Huan, don't tell me you know this too." Zhou Bing responded immediately. Zhao Haohuan immediately smiled proudly and said, "Because I asked you two hours ago."

"So I knew it before you did."

"I've learned my lesson."

Zhou Bing:......

"Fuck you, you only knew it two hours earlier than me, why are you so proud?"

After the daily banter, he looked at Su Shen and said, "Can it be done, A Tian?"

Seeing Zhou Bing's somewhat worried look, Su Shen smiled and said, "Well, it should be fine."

"That's good." Zhou Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and then his whole body returned to smiling. He patted Su Shen on the back and said casually: "I knew you wouldn't do anything you were not sure of."

"Then I can rest assured and do my winter training plan for this year. I must make a breakthrough this year and show you guys!"

"Just you? How many years have you been running at a snail's pace?" Zhao Haohuan suddenly said, "You haven't reached the upper limit of your talent a long time ago? You can't improve it anymore, so you can only retreat?"

"Don't curse me! You damned dog Huan!" Zhou Bing said viciously, "Don't think you can still attack me now. Sister Juan will stand on my side from now on. We are two to one!"

Zhao Haohuan:......

You guy!

Don't talk about martial arts!

You are still forming cliques in your small team, right?

Sister Juan! Come out and tell me! Do you forget your friends for the sake of beauty?

Chen Juan: ...

I don't know when he sneaked away.

Su Shen couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

……

The training days continue.

Over in Jamaica.

Bolt's first time.

The season had just ended and I was already standing on the training ground.

This has never happened before.

Even some of Bolt's good friends, including his agent, suspected that he had been reborn by aliens.

In fact, he was no longer himself.

Rich Sims even received Bolt's training plan instead of the off-season plan...

My entire jaw was about to hit the ground.

Usain Bolt.

The guy who claims that he can’t run well without having fun?

The man who claims to work when he's working and never work during the offseason?

He actually...

Training so early?

"No rest? Won't it be bad to train directly and affect your performance?" Facing Rich's question, Bolt said with a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about? As an athlete, how can I not train well? Remember! Only good training can make me happy!"

"Please postpone all entertainment activities for now!"

“Am I the type who enjoys fun and indulgence?”

"A real man puts his career first!"

"In the future, I, Usain Bolt, will only have work and no entertainment!"

"But didn't you say before that if you don't have a good rest, you can't work well?"

"When did I say that?" Bolt glanced at him coldly, like the Ice Dragon King. With such a serious look, Richie would have believed it if he hadn't known him for so many years.

"And she said I only work during working hours. Whoever asks me to work during my free time, I'll screw him!"

"That's impossible!" Bolt said grimly, "I am a man who only cares about training and the training ground is the only thing on my mind."

"But I remember that after you won the Beijing Olympics, you said that you were a man who only cared about picking up girls and had only nightclubs in his mind, right?"

"No. You remembered Richie wrongly." Bolt stared at him seriously and said, "If you have this kind of memory that distorts my image and affects my will to train again, you have to change your agent."

Rich Simms: ???

Isn't that what you told me?

Ugh.

Money is hard to make, but shit is hard to eat. As an agent for super athletes, you must also pay attention to the emotional value of your clients.

For Bolt's sake...

I endured it.

"So you don't answer your girlfriend's calls?"

"No."

Bolt spoke righteously.

Who knew that Bolt would add another sentence -

"What about that new model from Kitty Hawk? Megan Edwards?"

"She's been asking you recently, too. Did you refuse?"

"Um……"

Bolt was very envious of Megan Edwards in his previous life, and of course he will not let her go now.

Just when Richie thought Bolt would also refuse.

Bolt coughed lightly and continued righteously, "Bring her words here. There is still a week before the official training. Ask her if she is free recently. If not, forget it."

"a week later."

"I am a ruthless training machine."

"No one can stop me."

Richie: ...

Scumbag.

My Jamaican girlfriend doesn't care, but the new model chick is an exception, right?

But he also knew that Bolt and his partner had reached some kind of tacit understanding, that as long as she wasn't in front of him, Bolt would love whoever she wanted.

This is also the reason why she can smile steadily until now.

Bolt himself later said this in his autobiography.

There is no need to avoid it at all.

But Bolt can make up his mind.

It’s already incredible.

Anyway.

Richie had never seen Bolt like this.

of course.

Mills hadn't seen it either.

It is said that there are hardworking sharks and two-meter Ai in the basketball world, so...

What about the hard work of the track and field community?

No one had seen it in the previous life.