Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 154 Lightning and Beasts (Additional update 310 for the cute protagonist HanSoHee)

Daegu International Airport.

In the waiting room, Wen Hao, Liu Xiang, and Yang Yaozu sat next to each other, chatting to pass the time before registration.

"You are really busy. After finishing the competition here in Daegu, you are going to Paris to shoot a commercial. How can you do more trouble than Liu Xiang?"

Faced with Yang Yaozu's joke, Liu Xiang smiled slightly: "Don't forget that this guy is not only a sprinter, he is also a singer. Haven't you seen him being chased by a bunch of South Korean girls for autographs in the past two days?"

Today is the afternoon of September 9, and it is also the day when Wen Hao is about to start a new journey.

Liu Xiang and Yang Yaozu flew straight back to the Magic City, planning to rest for a while after returning to China, and then prepare for the Doha Asian Games.

As for Wen Hao, he couldn't take any time off.

At first, I was planning to fly back to Yanjing, take advantage of the upcoming National Day holiday, and have a good time with Miss Zhang for a while, and then go to Tsinghua University to officially report for class.

But last night Annie made an international long distance call and came over, saying that she and Omiru had set a shooting date for the endorsement advertisement and needed him to go to Paris.

In desperation, Wen Hao had to temporarily change the destination of his itinerary and agreed to meet Zhang Sisterlin in Paris.

On vacation, as long as you are accompanied by a beautiful woman, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether you are at home or abroad, and it is time to cash in on the gift you promised to Miss Zhang.

"That's right. Oh, by the way, the president of S-M Company who came to see you last night was accompanied by a girl." Yang Yaozu raised his eyebrows in a disgraceful manner: "Haozi, tell the truth, isn't it? Did you get it?"

Liu Xiang was also very interested and said: "Yes, I still have an impression of that girl. After winning the championship and crossing the finish line, she gave me flowers."

"Hey!" Yang Yaozu clapped his hands excitedly, "When you said that, I also remembered it. She was the girl that Haozi almost knocked down yesterday. She was so pretty!"

The two of them looked at each other, then raised their hands on Wen Hao's shoulders in tacit understanding, looked at each other carefully, and said in unison: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict!"

"I'm warning you, don't do anything. If you do, I'll call for help!"

"Hey hey hey, just scream, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken!"

"You're thinking of fooling me again, right? Oops, I haven't contacted my sister Lin for a long time. Why don't you go to Yanjing to have some fun after returning to China, and invite her out for a meal by the way?"

"No, no, no, I'll do it! Can't I do it?" Wen Hao, who was caught, immediately raised his hands to beg for mercy, even faster than France's surrender.

After hesitating for a while, he started talking about Li Xiuman's visit last night.

Yesterday's Daegu track and field competition, because the invited international high-level athletes were generally in poor condition, there were only three hot events out of the circle.

First, Spearmon pulled out of no man's land in the 200-meter race, staged a wonderful scene of outstanding performance, and created the third best result in the history of the event.

Second, Wen Hao laughed at Scott when he overtook him in the 100-meter race. The smile was so bright that Scott became angry and left the field angrily, which aroused heated discussion in the track and field circle.

Third, after crossing the line, Moon Ho almost knocked down a flower-laying volunteer who rashly entered the runway. Afterwards, instead of blaming the volunteers, Moon Ho took the volunteers to take a photo with him, which won praise from the South Korean people.

The first two hot spots are limited to the track and field circle, while the third hot spot has received key reports from KBS, SBS TV stations, as well as many newspapers, periodicals, and online media.

As the media coverage deepened, the volunteer who made a reckless move but still got the opportunity to take a photo with Wen Hao quickly fell out of the circle because of his pure and sweet appearance.

Behind this, of course, S-M Entertainment is fueling the flames. Some reports were even paid by company president Lee Soo Man to find newspapers and portal websites to push them.

If you don’t know how to deal with hot topics that fall from the sky, then Lee Soo Man will be called the “Godfather of Korean Entertainment” in vain.

Taking advantage of the popularity, last night, Li Xiuman took Lin Yuner to visit Wen Hao in the name of thanking him.

It was said to be a thank you, but actually it was Lee Soo Man who fell in love with Wen Hao's enthusiasm and his talent in music.

Because of Lim Yoona, Wen Hao patiently chatted with the "Godfather of Korean Entertainment" for nearly an hour, listening to him give a lot of praise to S-M, which he manages, and also exchanged email and other contact information.

As for cooperation, let’s talk about it next time.

If nothing else, the next time I come to South Korea will probably be a year later.

".I'm done."

Liu Xiang and Yang Yaozu looked at each other: "That's it?"

"Why not?"

"We just exchanged contact information? Didn't we develop further with the girl? For example, we took her back to the room and taught her how to play Ludo or something like that."

"My dear brothers!" Wen Hao pulled their hands off his shoulders and wondered whether he should laugh or cry: "Does it mean that in your hearts, I have to go to bed with a girl after just one meeting? Are you a hungry ghost in sex?"

The two of them said in unison: "Isn't it?"

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At the same time that Wen Hao landed in Paris, Usain Bolt also returned to Jamaica.

Kingston, Flyers Club.

The paunchy Glenn Mills stood on the edge of the track and field, staring closely at the figure running fast on the track. His eyes were squeezed into narrow sockets by the fat on his face, and his eyes revealed a hint of satisfaction.

In just over ten seconds, a black boy with dreadlocks flew across the finish line.

With a ticking sound, Glenn Mills stopped the stopwatch in his hand, looked down at the numbers on it, and a faint smile appeared as the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Soon, the black boy with dreadlocks panted and came to him, looking expectantly at the stopwatch in his hand, and Glenn Mills quickly returned to his expressionless look.

"Mr. Mills, am I running okay?" Perhaps because he was not confident enough in his performance, the black boy added: "Let me rest for twenty. No, just ten minutes! I will run again in ten minutes. It will definitely be better than this time!”

Glenn Mills did not respond to his question, but put the stopwatch into his pocket, looked up in the direction of the Blue Mountains, and said leisurely: "Blake, what is the reason that makes you want to join me so much?" Where’s the Flyers Club?”

"I" Yohan Blake thought for two seconds and replied: "Last month I went to China to participate in the World Youth Championship and met a particularly powerful Chinese player. Mr. Mills, you should have heard of him."

Glenn Mills nodded, "Well, Wenhao, a magical boy with so much talent that even the president of the IAAF admired him. He raised the 100-meter world youth record to an unimaginable level."

"Yes, that's him." Yohan Blake swallowed his saliva. He was now a little thirsty and wanted to drink water, but in order to satisfy the fat old man in front of him and join the Flying Club, he still endured it. Living.

Glenn Mills blinked his small but shrewd eyes and shouted to a black young man not far away: "Eddie! Come here with a bottle of water, I'm thirsty!" The young man named Eddie heard his order. , and immediately took out an unopened bottle of drinking water.

Glenn Mills took a few sips without speaking, and then handed the water out: "Drink, you must replenish water in time after exercise."

"Thank you, Mr. Mills!" Yohan Blake drank most of the bottle, wiped the corners of his mouth and continued: "He has a very good personality and treats me as a friend, and he also reminded me of the training I received. Not scientific enough. It was also suggested that I leave my hometown and come to Kingston to find a place where I can continue to improve.”

"So you found me? Why not Stephen Francis of the MVP club?"

The Jamaican national track and field team has two sprint coaches, one is Glenn Mills who founded the Flyers Club, and the other is Stephen Francis who founded the MVP Club.

For now, Stephen Francis's status and reputation in the Jamaican track and field community are much higher, because he has two extremely outstanding disciples: Asafa Powell and Sherron Simpson.

Asafa Powell is the world record holder in the 100 meters and currently occupies the top three in the history of the 100 meters - 9 seconds three times!

Sherron Simpson was the world number one in the women's 2006m event in the 100 season, the Stuttgart track and field finals champion and the Athens track and field World Cup champion.

In contrast, there is currently no representative athlete who is outstanding enough in Glenn Mills' Flyers club.

Although Usain Bolt's results are also good, compared with Asafa Powell, he is more than a little behind.

"I don't know, probably." Yohan Blake hesitated, and finally chose the most sincere answer: "When Wen Hao gave me this suggestion, he used Bolt and you as examples."

"And at my current level, even if I want to join the MVP club, the chance seems very small, so after coming to Kingston, my first thought was to try my luck here."

After saying these words, Yohan Blake lowered his head and did not dare to look at Glenn Mills.

Perhaps due to past experiences, especially the influence of former coach Chris who liked to find fault everywhere, he subconsciously believed that telling the truth so stupidly and bluntly would definitely arouse Glenn Mills's dissatisfaction.

It seems that this trip to Kingston is destined to end in disappointment. Maybe he should return to his hometown of St. James and continue to hone himself there. When he reaches a certain level, at least get one first. The World Youth Championship medal comes back to Kingston to find a way out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mills. I didn't mean to offend you. I hope you don't mind what I said. I..." The thousands of words in my heart finally turned into one sentence: "Excuse me."

Yohan Blake sighed, turned around and walked away, planning to try his luck at other lower-level clubs.

This time he came to Kingston alone, bringing with him all the savings he had accumulated in the past two years.

In fact, there was not much. Apart from the round trip fare, the remaining money was only enough for him to stay in the cheapest hotel for one night and ensure that he would not go hungry.

He did make some money through constant competition in the past two years, but most of it was given to his mother to support the family, leaving only a little for himself.

He looked up at the sky and saw that it was not yet past noon, and there was still enough time for him to go to two or three more clubs.

"Although tomorrow is Sunday, I hope to see you on the track and field before 10 a.m."

Glenn Mills' somewhat buzzing, unclear voice came from behind. Yohan Blake suddenly stopped, and an emotion called joy rushed out of his heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mills." He turned around, his complex facial expression telling how unbelievable he was, "I didn't hear what you just said very clearly. Can you say it again?"

A faint smile appeared on Glenn Mills' fat face, "I heard that you came from St. James alone?"

"Yes, sir." The boy with the dreadlocks said in a choked tone, "I have no relatives or friends in Kingston. I told my mother and younger brothers and sisters that I will definitely stand out this time. I, I."

Glenn Mills looked at the young boy who was already in tears, sighed softly, walked up to him with his fat body, and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"Kid, remember. With me, you don't need to hide yourself, lie or flatter to please anyone. I need you to open your heart, because only in this way can we be connected and find a life path that suits you. "

"Sir, I."

"Youhan, call me coach from now on."

Blake wiped the tears off his face, sniffed, looked into Glenn Mills' eyes and said, "Yes, coach!"

"Good boy." Glenn Mills smiled and nodded, patting his head, "Go get your luggage first. The club has dormitories. Although the accommodation is not as comfortable as at home, it has everything you need. There is no shortage of them all.”

Blake smiled through tears and pointed to the door in the distance: "Leave it at the doorman's place. I said a lot of good things before I came in, and then I persuaded him to take care of my luggage."

"Let's go, I'll go get it with you, and I'll help you with your accommodation now."

The two of them walked side by side, and before they reached the doorman, they saw a tall man running towards them quickly from a distance, shouting as he ran:

"Coach! Coach!"

Bolt ran up to Glenn Mills with his bag on his back and shared his joy with him with a smile: "Coach, did you see it? I ran 10 seconds in Daegu!"

Glenn Mills narrowed his eyes and glared at him: "You still have the nerve to say that? I didn't ask you to run 100 meters. What if it affects the recovery of the back muscles and causes new injuries?"

"Aren't you here?" Bolt scratched his head, trying to be cute and said: "You are the best and most versatile coach in the world. Even if I am injured, you will definitely find a way to help me. Recovered as before!"

Faced with Bolt's rogue behavior, Glenn Mills shook his head helplessly, "Don't think that you will be fine if you run for 10 seconds and 16 seconds. Before I make sure that your body can withstand higher training intensity, without me I will never run another 100 meters without my permission!"

"Yes, yes, so when will we start the physical fitness test?"

"on Monday."

"Yes!" Bolt said confidently: "Coach, just watch carefully when the time comes. I won't let you down! Oh, by the way, who is he?"

Only then did Bolt notice the dreadlocked boy next to Glenn Mills and looked him up and down. He looked like he should be two or three years younger than him.

"His name is Yohan Blake, and he will be your training partner from now on."

"Hey~! Welcome to our new partner, Youhan!" Bolt gave Blake a friendly hug.

"Thank you, Usain, I've heard about you for a long time."

"Really? So you are my fan?"

"Um, no, I'm Wen Hao's fan."

"Damn! It's him again! Even if those pretty girls are his fans, why are you too? It's not fair!!!"

(End of this chapter)