I'm a part-time killer during the summer vacation, you let me participate in the Olympics

Chapter 114: That’s too much, Wang Xiaoming just can’t do it!

Zhou Hong here finally persuaded his assistant coach to come and watch Wang Xiaoming's tryout before making a decision.

However, when he brought her to the trial training venue, he found that only Wu Yanni, Xia Shining and Xu Zhuoyi were there, fiddling with something on a speed meter.

"Xiao Xia, what are you doing? Didn't I ask you to invite Wang Xiaoming over?" Although Zhou Hong had a good temper, he was a little angry when he saw that the tasks he had assigned had not been completed yet.

Not to mention that it is such an important matter, concerning China's future Olympic athletics.

Seeing his coach coming, Xia Shining quickly explained: "Coach Zhou, Brother Ming is gone!"

"Gone? Didn't I ask you to invite him to the tryout?"

"We've tried it!" Xia Shining said, pointing to the speedometer not far away.

"Have you tried it? How were the results?" Zhou Hong felt a little excited and expectant.

He has watched Wang Xiaoming's swimming competitions and he is really envious of his explosive power and speed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hong cursed Wang Lun in his heart: "You are not a human being!"

Such a good seedling, go swimming the hammer swim?

What is the use of swimming?

Can the Chinese Olympics be saved?

Only athletics! Only athletics can save the Chinese Olympics.

That’s right, in Zhou Hong’s heart, China’s hopes for the rise in the Olympics lie in his track and field.

It’s a pity that until now, I have only gotten up a few times and then lay down again.

Now that he sees the hope of rising, how can he not be excited and expectant?

So after learning that Wang Xiaoming had already completed the tryout and the results were out, he ignored Lao Wen beside him and hurried towards the speedometer at the finish line not far away.

"Hurry, hurry, let me see Wang Xiaoming's result in the 100 meters!" Zhou Hong said excitedly.

However, Coach Wen on the side was unhurried and even a little impatient.

In his opinion, Wang Xiaoming’s grades would definitely not be very good!

If a newcomer to track and field can achieve such explosive results, then all his years of coaching experience are just a joke?

"Hey, Old Zhou, why are you so anxious? I don't believe he can get any good results!" Coach Wen walked slowly towards Zhou Hong.

But when he was halfway there, he saw the joy on Zhou Hong's face suddenly disappear.

In just a moment, the joy was transferred to Coach Wen's face.

Wen Qiwen naturally knew why Zhou Hong had this expression.

The results must not be that good!

Otherwise, based on what I know about Old Zhou, he would have shouted with joy a long time ago!
"Xiao Wu, tell me quietly, how did that boy perform in the tryout?" Wen Qiwen asked Wu Yanni quietly.

He was going to mock Zhou Hong later!
Let him give up those unrealistic ideas and think about finding an athlete who can achieve success overnight.

is it possible?
Originally, Zhou Hong and Wen Qiwen had different coaching philosophies.

The two often quarreled because of their coaching differences, but Zhou Hong was the head coach after all.

So in most cases, the situation ended with Old Wen giving in, but this time, Wen Qiwen found an opportunity to belittle Zhou Hong.

Wu Yanni naturally couldn't say anything, after all, they were both her coaches.

Faced with Coach Wen's inquiry, Wu Yanni had to answer vaguely: "Coach, you will know if you go and take a look." Wu Yanni naturally also knew Coach Zhou Hong's expectations for Wang Xiaoming.

He was expecting Wang Xiaoming to come and save the Chinese track and field, but if he saw Wang Xiaoming's results...
"Oh!" Thinking of this, Wu Yanni couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Qiwen felt even happier when he noticed the details about Wu Yanni. Looking at the little girl's appearance, he knew that her grades would definitely not be very good!

Sure enough, when he came to Zhou Hong, the first thing he saw was the results on the speedometer.

10 second 53!

"Hahaha!" In an instant, Wen Qiwen actually laughed out loud.

A result of more than 10 seconds is not bad to be honest.

Even for ordinary athletes, they can be considered elite.

But today is different. This young man who Zhou Hong highly recommended is not qualified!

"I thought it was so amazing, but it turns out to be just mediocre!" Wen Qiwen said with a smile and some disdain.

When he first saw Zhou Hong recommending this young man, he thought that the worst result would be under ten seconds!
If that was the case, he would apologize to Zhou Hong immediately and sincerely invite Wang Xiaoming to the track and field team.

Originally, he had thought of it this way!

Compared with the future of Chinese track and field, what does one's own face matter?
But what he didn't expect was that Zhou Hong hurriedly pulled him over, and he ended up seeing this?

10 seconds 53?

There are many people in the current Chinese team who can achieve this result.

If that's the case, why don't I use the students I teach, but instead use you, a stranger?
This is a truth that everyone can understand, but you, Lao Zhou, can’t!
Seeing Lao Zhou's puzzled look, Wen Qiwen sighed helplessly: "Oh, Lao Zhou, forget it. I know how you feel now, but who doesn't hope that our track and field team will get better and better like you?"

"But how many geniuses like Bolt are there in the world? And we have to acknowledge the racial disparity!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wen Qiwen's words of comfort, Zhou Hong did not thank him, but pushed him away: "Go away, don't touch me!"

"Hey, you old man, are you still not giving up?" Looking at Zhou Hong who had been fiddling with the speedometer, Wen Qiwen also became angry.

What’s the point of fiddling all the time?

The facts are there, could it be that the speedometer is broken?
"Xiao Wu, were you able to measure accurately at that time?" Wen Qiwen looked at Wu Yanni standing beside him and asked this question on behalf of Zhou Hong.

Wu Yanni nodded: "Coach, this is not the first time we have done this, the error will definitely not exceed 0.1!"

Wen Qiwen then looked at Zhou Hong again: "Did you hear that? You don't distrust your students, do you? Or do you think this speedometer is broken?"

After that, Wen Qiwen was ready to start, checking the speedometer,

He wants Zhou Hong to give up.

But Zhou Hong ignored him and asked Wu Yanni and the others with the speedometer: "Why is there another time of more than 12 seconds below? Was it also his?"

At this time, Xu Zhuoyi quickly stood up and said, "I am the coach. I am running with Wang Xiaoming!"

"Being a runner? How come you only ran for more than 12 seconds?" Zhou Hong was a little confused.

He also knew Xu Zhuoyi's strength.

How is it possible to run the 12 meters in more than seconds? This is simply not the level an athlete should have!

Is there really something wrong with this speedometer?

(End of this chapter)