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Chapter Fourteen

Chapter 14

The next day was the weekend. Most people who had been tired for a week finally had another chance to relax and be lazy, but some people got up early. They had to do their best to compete for their future this morning. Because the men's and women's finals of the G Provincial Regional Examinations of 100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters and 800 meters in the "10th National Games" will be held in the comprehensive track and field stadium in City N. Who will win the ticket to enter the national finals of the "10th National Games" with their heads held high, and who will shed tears and be eliminated regretfully, the answers to all these will be announced soon.

Compared with the athletes who are about to step onto the field, Song Mingyu, a sports reporter in Sports Weekly, also has to compete for his future, because Li Tian is going to participate in the four finals today, and he has to record everything in a complete manner. He firmly believes that this is the beginning of his journalist career toward a brilliant beginning.

When the genius was in a daze, Song Mingyu got up and packed his treasures. He only slept for less than four hours last night to sort out Li Tian’s information, but after getting up, he felt very energetic. Camera, lens, film, micro camera, telescope... He carefully put these things into his bag, just like an intern who had just worked, and looked through them from time to time, afraid that he would really forget to bring something important. After packing everything, he was also restless in the room, so he simply carried his bag and set off for the sports field early.

Our absolute protagonist today, Li Tian, ​​did not get up from the bed at 7:30 in the morning, ate the breakfast specially prepared by the nutritionist, and followed the large army toward the competition field.

"Coach Xiao, Coach Fan, here is a good place." As the shouts came, everyone found Song Mingyu sitting next to the stands, looked at the bread bags and empty mineral water bottles next to him, and thought he had been here for a long time.

"Reporter Song, you came so early! Xiaotian came here to meet him. This is a reporter friend of mine. He is a reporter from Sports Weekly. If you become famous in the future, you will likely accept his interview." Song Mingyu occupied a good position, and everyone settled down here. Coach Xiao called Li Tian over. No one told Li Tian about Song Mingyu's interview yesterday, and he didn't want him to be affected. However, since he agreed to accept his interview afterwards, it would be better to let the two meet first. So Coach Xiao pretended to call Song Mingyu as his friend.

"Hello, Player Li Tian. I heard that you have entered all four finals today, so you have to work hard!" Song Mingyu didn't dare to interview him immediately, for fear of putting him psychological pressure, so he pretended to be very casual.

"Hello, reporter Song! You'll call me Xiaotian! I'm so awkward to call me Li Tian." Sure enough, because Song Mingyu is a friend of the coach and speaks very casually, Li Tian immediately let go of his restraint and chatted with Song Mingyu casually. Although he didn't say much, Song Mingyu clearly felt his strong confidence from the lines.

"Xiaotian, can I take a photo with you? Maybe you will become famous in the future and I can sell it for a lot of money!" Song Mingyu joked.

"Of course there is no problem, so you have to stay well. Maybe there will be such a day!" Li Tian also accepted his request with a smile.

"Reporter Song, I have to go warm up. I will talk to you when I win the game." Song Mingyu gave Li Tian a good impression and found it interesting to talk to him.

"He is so confident when he comes back from winning the game. He is so confident! But although he speaks wildly, it doesn't seem abrupt when he appears on him, as if this is a natural event. Is this his charm?" Looking at Li Tian's back as he left, Song Mingyu sighed.

"Do you think he is a little crazy? But he does have this strength?" Coach Fan walked over and said with a smile.

"No, no, I suddenly felt that only this is worthy of him."

"Oh! Do you feel this way too? Haha, haha..." Coach Fan laughed happily.

"Ah! I'll remind you more, wait a moment and pay attention to Xiaotian's performance! We especially allow him to do his best in today's game!"

"Ah! Are you saying that Xiaotian has preserved his strength in the previous games? In such a fierce selection?" Song Mingyu screamed at Coach Fan's reminder. In his opinion, judging by Li Tian's previous achievements, he can undoubtedly be regarded as the national leading level. He also believes that for an athlete who is only fifteen years old, this is an insurmountable limit. Unexpectedly, this is actually the result of Li Tian's intention to preserve his strength. So what kind of performance will he perform when he is fully exerting? Song Mingyu realized that Li Tian is a genius, but he did not realize that he is even a "little monster". It is impossible to judge him with common sense.

Coach Fan saw Song Mingyu's shocked look and seemed to be satisfied with the effect caused by his words. He said slowly: "Do you think our L City Sports spend so much manpower, material resources, financial resources and a lot of time to cultivate an excellent national player? The goal of our coaching team and the Sports Bureau is to train him to become a world-class track and field athlete in China, and Xiaotian's own goal is even greater, that is, to become the dominant world-class player." If Coach Fan's words just now made Song Mingyu feel like he was hit by a wooden stick, then now he seems to feel like he was hit by a huge meteor.

"I thought I had learned Li Tian's 'ambitions' and discovered the existence of this genius, so I was complacent, but I never expected that what I guessed was that the so-called 'ambitions' were so small in Li Tian's heart, so small that they could not be ignored. He did not take the "goal" such as winning the right to participate in the '10th National Games' finals to the heart, because this was just a small pit on his way toward the goal. Perhaps even the National Finals were just a small river blocking the road. Just as the track and field worlds in China were shouting and rushing out of Asia and going to the world, a child, a fifteen-year-old boy, began his brave journey to climb the top of the world in an unnoticed corner." The surging thoughts in Song Mingyu's heart were constantly stirring, and his blood was boiling.
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