Reborn on Top of Football

"We don't bring back." Wang Ai waved his hand and looked at the coach and Director Du: "This, is it alright?"

The leaders discussed briefly, and then discussed with Wang Ai: "You see everyone is so enthusiastic, why don't you run another one?"

The leader's face had to be given, Wang Ai had no choice but to swing his big flower pants back to the starting line, the same process but the tension was gone, and it ended up running this time, eh? 9 seconds 85!

Also improved!

Now, the leaders were completely relieved. They ran 9 seconds 88 casually, and 9 seconds 85 if they were a little serious. Let him continue to run, and he will be in the top ten of the national records.

Now that they were relieved, the leaders didn't care about the reporter's mood. With a wave of their hands, everyone walked to the bunker, and changed the long jump coach to accompany Wang Ai: "Do you want to change your shoes?"

"Let's try one dance first, and change it if it doesn't work."

"That's fine, by the way, 8 meters."

"Mine, or everyone's?"

"Just jump!"

Well, Wang Ai didn't ask any more questions. He was forced to walk again because of the situation. Last year, he jumped 8.7 meters in the World Championships. This year he kept training without injury or disease. The coaches are better than Wang Ai. What about confidence?

After a minute of simple activities, Wang Ai raised his hand to signal that it was all right. Leaders, coaches, team members, reporters and various staff scattered around the bunker, ready to see the results immediately.

From the shot facing the runway, Wang Ai, in a white shirt and flowery pants, was quite different from a traditional long jumper when he ran. His upper body muscles are far more developed than those of long jumpers, and his legs are also thicker than those of long jumpers, making him appear to be not that tall. So his running posture is not the same, his upper body hardly swings from side to side, and he doesn't have that sense of "tension-relaxation-tension". One step to the sky.

Peng sound!

The obvious feeling of staying in the air was captured by everyone when Wang Ai hardly moved, and then it was like a shot put thrown hard and hit the bunker heavily.

[The novel app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms,]

With sharp eyes, I noticed that I had skipped 8.5 meters, but it was not far away. The coach tested it a little and it was 8.53 meters. This time Wang Ai didn't wait for the leader to express his opinion, so he went back and came again because he didn't feel very good. And in the second jump, he was more stretched in the air, the feeling of staying in the air was stronger, and his score improved slightly, 8 meters 69.

"Is this the best result this year?" People looked at each other and asked each other.

"No, this is too powerful. Just such a casual jump is over 8.5 meters. Our original record is less than 8.5 meters."

"It's not just us? Generally, those who participate in the Olympic Games can rank in the early 8 meters, and 8 meters 2 or 3 can win medals."

"At least there is Bolt in the 100 meters. I am afraid that no one can threaten him in this long jump."

Amid the people's chatter, Wang Ai hurriedly took off his underpants and put on long trousers, and of course he also changed into casual shoes. He asked Director Du, and he made it clear: You can go back.

Wang Ai wanted to leave, but the reporters refused to let him go. They blocked the road and refused to let him go. Anyway, they all knew that he had a good temper.

"Wang Ai, why did you wear a pair of beach shorts to test today?"

"Are you so confident that you don't care?"

"Are you unwilling to take the test?"

"Are you dissatisfied with the track and field center?"

A bunch of questions slammed into Wang Ai's face, and the people in the track and field center did not leave, including the leaders standing behind the reporters to watch the excitement. Wang Ai rolled his eyes at them. It really wasn't that his own children didn't feel bad about using it. Someone from the Football Association would have stepped forward to maintain order.

"First of all, I forgot to check when I went out, so I took the wrong equipment. I didn't wear fancy pants on purpose!" Wang Ai raised his finger to emphasize.

"Secondly, this is a closed-door test and an internal test. I don't need to dress so formally. The key is to pass the test, not what to wear." Speaking of this, Wang Ai looked at the faces of the excited reporters in front of him with contempt: "Speaking of which, have you made an appointment for the interview? Have I agreed? Are you blocking me like this, is it blocking the way or illegally restricting personal freedom?"

The reporters don't care about Wang Ai's flirty remarks, the more they say the better, anyway you can't ask the police to arrest us.

Wang Ai saw that the coquettish words had no effect, and those who were dissatisfied said: "People who block the road are robbing money, and you are robbing news, but the news is also money for you, so you are actually blocking the road."

"Is there a third one?" Seeing that Wang Ai stopped talking, someone asked.

"Yes!" Wang Ai poked his neck, but still thought for a while before saying: "Third, you are all regular reporters, you are all the pens of the people, and you all bear the glorious duty of delivering news to the people, don't you Should you care about how well-built the training ground of the track and field center is, how responsible the coaches of the track and field center are, how dedicated the staff are, and how hardworking the athletes are? How can you just focus on my pair of floral underpants? What about your responsibilities? Your morality What about your conscience? What about your integrity?"

"Ah?!" Wang Ai puffed up his chest, full of momentum.

The reporters were silent for a while, a little stunned by Wang Ai's spray, and then they realized, what the **** are we reporting? Who made you wear a pair of eye-catching big pants? Blame us?

However, slander is slander, but no one dares to refute Wang Ai's words so righteously, not only did not refute, but also secretly deleted the fragment of Wang Ai's words just now...

When Wang Ai returned to his home in Haidian and plunged into the swimming pool to enjoy the freedom of ups and downs, the fast-talking media had already reported "Wang Ai's flowery underpants", which attracted people to sit in the swimming pool while holding their mobile phones. Xu Qinglian, who was escaping from the summer heat, kept echoing her crisp laughter in the swimming pool, which also aroused Wang Ai's anger.

"no!"

"What's wrong, the children are not at home..."

The exhausting swimming was finally over, and Xu Qinglian walked into the main building while kicking Wang Ai.

"Shouldn't you go for an event tomorrow?" Xu Qinglian sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

"Ah, Anna was afraid that I would forget, so she sent all the forms to me on WeChat." When it came to work, Wang Ai seemed bored.

The two were chatting, and He Wei's voice came from the TV: "This morning Wang Ai accepted the qualification test for the Rio Olympic Games at the training ground of the Track and Field Center..."

Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian turned their attention to the TV in an instant, and Wang Ai sighed: "It still has to be a sports channel. If you know it, help me cover it up."

Xu Qinglian nodded as she watched. She didn't show her lower body in the close-up, and the lower body overlapped with the subtitles in the long-range view. She simply didn't show the interview shots. She thought it was a good news for sports fans across the country.

A moment later, Xu Qinglian, who couldn't suppress her smile, handed the phone to Wang Ai. Wang Ai took a look, and He Wei also posted a video on Weibo...the original version!