Chapter 148

The next morning.

Sanwang is going to take part in the 100 meter breaststroke final. Several Japanese swimmers came up to matsutama and took a look at Sanwang. He is the first in 100 meter breaststroke, and Sanwang is the fifth. He doesn't think Sanwang has the strength to compete for the first place with himself, so he doesn't worry.

Coach Bian was afraid that he would be overpowered by his opponent and comforted him: "Sanwang, don't be nervous."

Sanwang: "I'm not nervous. Coach, don't be nervous."

Coach Bian sighed: I'm really nervous.

He estimates that Sanwang's advantage lies in the short pool. In the afternoon's 50 meter breaststroke preliminary race, and tomorrow morning's 50 meter breaststroke final, he firmly believes that Sanwang can at least win a silver medal.

At present, the 100 meter freestyle can give up. The Japanese team is too strong, and Sanwang has no advantage.

The next 100 meters breaststroke in the long pool, Sanwang's advantage is not big, because the Japanese breaststroke master matsutama island

"The 100 meter breaststroke final will be held in the short pool of No.2 swimming pool, followed by the 1500 meter freestyle in the long pool..."

Suddenly there was a change of pool on the radio.

Coach Bian was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "here's the chance! Sanwang, one hundred meters short pool, we can still spell it. It's really Marx's blessing

Sanwang: are you sure, Marx?

He said calmly: "coach, I work hard every time."

The 25m pool is the most familiar one for Sanwang. It has all the advantages except that it's a little bit encircled when it's over 200m. He is familiar with the short pool, he has the advantage of turning, he has the advantage of holding his breath, the 25m short pool

Coach Bian feels happier than when he was promoted to national coach.

"Next, please prepare for the 100m breaststroke finals!"

Sanwang stands on the diving platform, pedals the pressure device, bends down, raises his head and stares at the water.

He is fifth, so the track is in the second.

There is a unscientific saying in the circle that the middle two tracks are definitely the champion and runner up, because they have the best results in the preliminary race, and the middle track will send waves to both sides, which will suppress the competitors on both sides.

Sanwang doesn't matter. If you are fast enough to row ahead, you can suppress others.

After all, the water flows to both sides of the athletes, not all the water will suppress themselves, so he doesn't believe this.

If you are slow, you don't need others to suppress you.

With the start of the race whistle, Sanwang, like a swordfish, "whew", suddenly plunges into the water. The whole person, like the invisible big hand, exerts extra force and rushes forward in the water.

All the spectators in the stands stood up, clenched their fists and stared at the pool.

They have seen Sanwang's unique skill in the 50 meter swimming pool. He bears less resistance in the water than others, so he rushes farther and holds longer!

Other athletes have already jumped out of the water and started to continuously paddle frog leaping. Every kick is a consumption of physical strength.

Sanwang was the last one to jump out of the water, but in the end, he was on a par with others, even surpassing the player in the first track.

I saw him jump out of the water, not straight up, but toward the front, when he fell, he pedaled and paddled, which was more distance and easier than others.

The most special thing is that he can give full play to the maximum power with every stroke. When his arm is underwater, his body will rush forward for a long distance. At this time, the water seems to exert more force on his hands.

"Turn around, turn around!"

"Just out of the water, I'm going to turn around! Too soon

He turned around and rushed out like a swordfish.

"Rushing into the water is like sword rain, too fast! He has caught up with the fourth place... Oh, so fast! All at once... "

"Turn around again, Wangwang surpasses the third..."

"The last time I turn around, zhonghuawang is on a par with Xiaodao. Who is going to be... Oh, I'm behind... After all, it's still a child. The energy consumption is too big... Xiaodao has the advantage of height, great strength, long arms, and will touch in advance... Zhonghuawangwang! Great

"China Wangwang, the last sprint, if you have God's help, you can catch up with the island and touch the wall first!"

Coach Bian and others jumped up excitedly, hugged each other and clapped their hands. If the Chinese were not reserved, they would almost rush into the swimming pool to lift Sanwang out.

Sanwang went ashore, still calm, as if it was no big deal.

After all, as long as he can participate, he will have a chance. The most terrible thing is that he won't be allowed to participate.

Matsutama island came to him and reached out to him, "Hello Han Wangmin, I'm matsutama island."

There is an interpreter to help immediately.

In his heart, Sanwang advised himself that the Japanese athletes are not Japanese devils as the teacher said. They are different, and the two countries have established diplomatic relations. So he shook hands with matsutama Island: "hello."

Matsutama didn't expect that the child was so calm that he was not excited to win the gold medal.

"Won the gold medal, you are not excited?" He couldn't help asking.

Sanwang a calm face, black eyes shining, "excited ah, I am always excited, think about the next session I want to win more gold medals, I am so excited ah."

The translator was stunned and said that the good Chinese are modest.

Matsuda Island listened to the translation, and then look at the expression of Sanwang, also silent.

Coach Bian and others have rushed over and carried Sanwang out.

In the face of relatives, Sanwang's calmness had been eaten by himself. He was so excited that he cried, "don't throw it. Am I a little afraid of heights?"

Everyone has thrown it up for him.

Henry ran over and snapped his picture. He had been waiting there to pose. This time he did an interview with the Chinese team and tracked the match of Sanwang, the whole process was very successful!

……

100 meter breaststroke award time.

Among the top three athletes, the Asian Games played the national anthem and raised the national flag for them, which is the highest respect to the athletes and the motherland.

"Gold medalist -- Han Wangmin from China!"

"Silver medalist - matsutama from Japan!"

"Bronze medal..."

First of all, the Chinese national flag was raised and the march of the volunteers was played.

Stand up!

Sanwang strictly abides by the principle of being neither humble nor haughty as head Zhao said. With a smile on his face and a calm expression, he trots to the podium.

Standing still, he waved his arms under the stage - it was designed for him in advance, for fear that he would be too restrained or too unrestrained.

After the award ceremony, Sanwang ran down with the gold medal hanging around his neck.

Henry stopped him, "King SA, King SA, how do you feel about winning the gold medal?"

Sanwang bit the gold medal and said excitedly, "is it real gold?"

Henry: for example, he doesn't know what to say. You are here for honor, not for a piece of gold. But what's the matter with Sanwang's expression like fighting for gold?

In the 50m breaststroke, there was no suspense. Sanwang won the silver medal. Because the distance was too short to give full play to his advantage, he lost to matsutama island.

But matsutama is not happy at all, because he sees the potential of Sanwang, and he will not be his opponent in the next Asian Games. This kind of understanding makes him very uncomfortable.

He even saw the future of the 50m and 100m Freestyle in the Asian Games, but he was afraid that it was also the absolute field of Sanwang.

Because this guy has more talent in freestyle, breaststroke is just a test of water because he is young.

Ah, are you going to retire? Is the situation of Japan dominating the Asian Games for 20 years to be broken?

……

"Central People's radio, audience friends, this is the venue of the Asian Games in Tehran. The Asian Games are coming to an end. Chinese athletes have harvested 35 gold, 64 silver and 27 bronze this year... On September 16, the seventh Asian Games in Iran came to a successful end, and China won the first battle. From then on, the era of our national team competing for international events began. We believe that in four years' time, our athletes will achieve even better results in the eighth Asian Games. "

The radio circulates the events of the Asian Games, the gold medals China has won and the exciting events every day.

The flying fish won the gold medal in 100 meter breaststroke and the silver medal in 50 meter breaststroke.

Li also won the gold medal in the men's 3m springboard.

It is worth mentioning that China's water polo team, adhering to the instruction of vice president Deng Xiaoping that "two gold medals fall into the bag, take one to return favor", finally gave up one point to Iran in the fierce competition and gave up the gold medal of Water Polo to the Iranian national team.

The whole nation of Iran was looking forward to this gold medal. At the moment of winning the gold medal, the sports officials on the scene, dressed in suits, jumped into the swimming pool to celebrate with the Iranian team members and sincerely expressed their gratitude to the Chinese team.

On the day of the return of the Chinese team, Prince gulam of Iran, together with his wife and daughter, came to see off the Chinese team and shake hands with the head of the Chinese delegation and the heavyweight athletes.

Henry squeezed several times and was stopped by the Iranian police C, which made him shout.

He's going in to take this exclusive photo!

In the end, coach Bian signaled that police C let him in. He shook off his stride and ran towards the crowd.

As a result, he tripped and fell to the ground——

The sudden change startled the people who were shaking hands to see them off.

"Cheers!" Henry called at once Then he pressed the shutter to Marty and Sanwang, who were shaking hands.

Fortunately, he was used to falling, even if he fell, he would instinctively protect the camera, so the camera was safe except for the pain in his knee.

Sanwang and Marty laughed, "Henry, you are so smart."

I fell down and pretended to take a picture. ha-ha.

Henry limped over and said, "I'm overwhelmed by your friendship."

Marty took off a chain inlaid with red stone from her neck, "Han Wangmin, you give me the blue stone of friendship, I give you the red stone of friendship."

Henry found that there was a blue stone inlaid under the golden chain around Marty's neck. Well, it was of good quality. Of course, the red stone she gave to Sanwang was of better quality, tied with a silver chain and shining in the sun.

Sanwang lowered her head and asked her to put it on. She said sincerely, "thank you, Marty. Welcome to China."

Marty closed her mouth and laughed. "You know I'm not horseshoe."

Three Wang embarrassed to scratch board cuntou, hehe a smile.

Before Sanwang finally did not resist, quietly asked Henry and Li Zheng, why a beautiful little girl called horseshoe, Henry is nothing, know that Sanwang is definitely not good at English, did not understand.

Li zhenglei has been taken seriously!

How can someone name her horseshoe? It's impossible to think with her heel.

"It's Marty. We transliterated it. You can't think of people as horseshoes

So Sanwang learned a way to think of a beautiful word for others.

Of course, as he grows older, there are more and more opportunities to go abroad, and his English is getting better and better. These little accidents will never happen again.

Sanwang sincerely apologizes to miss Marty.

Marty gave a big smile. "I'm not that mean. May I call you Sanwang? "

Sanwang scratched his head. Sanwang is a nickname. Ah, I'm so old. I can't be called a nickname by people all over the world. But he couldn't say no to Marty's black eyes, which were bigger than others. He nodded, "my friend can call me what he likes."

"So... Can we communicate?" Marty looked at him expectantly.

Sanwang was confused.

signal communication! Why do you all love writing letters so much?

Does making friends mean writing more letters? He is so fond of making friends, but he doesn't like writing letters.

Why not use that microphone or something? Since it can be broadcast, it should also be able to communicate. Yes, there are international calls. But it seems that international calls are not so easy to make.

Looking at his tangled face, Marty thought he was worried about political issues. She said with a smile, "we are good neighbors. We won't have any trouble."

Sanwang laughed, bright smile in the blue sky with the youth's unique clean, "well, I like to receive a friend's letter."

I just don't like writing.

Farewell, boarding, waving, blessing.

Marty and Henry stood under the blue sky, watching the plane rush into the sky, like a sharp arrow breaking through the void, tearing open a new era belonging to the Chinese people.

"Looking forward to seeing you again, my friend," Henry murmured

Marty held the stone of her friendship and laughed, "Mr. Henry, I also hope you can publicize my motherland."

Henry shook hands with her. "Of course, it's our newsman's job. Welcome to America later, Miss Marty."

Marty nodded, "I'm going to study in America."

At this time, she did not know that three years later, her country began to enter a new state, and one year later, she began her own overseas exile.

On the plane, Sanwang leaned against the window and looked out of the window. At first, the people who could still watch the airport were getting smaller and smaller, and finally they became ants. Now they can see nothing but clouds and sunshine.

Although he was a little sad when he separated from his friends, as soon as he flew into the blue sky and wanted to go home, he was so excited that he couldn't sit still. He wanted to fly and jump!

He compared his gold medal with Li Zheng's, "is it the same size? Is it really just gold, not gold? "

Li Zheng: you have such a big ruby. What are you clinging to gold?

Sanwang: "coach, coach, can I have a holiday?"

He wants to go home.

Bian Jiaolian told him long ago that when he came back from the Asian Games, he would be given a holiday and allowed to live at home for a period of time, which naturally counts.

"I'll give you a holiday when I go back to the celebration banquet."

Sangwang is not interested in the celebration banquet. However, since it is an organizational arrangement, we still have to listen to it.

When everyone was sleeping, Sanwang took the red stone and looked at it. The crystal clear stone looked like red glass.

He thought that his mother would like it. He thought he didn't lose money.

Sanwang's wife is busy listening to the radio in the county research office.

The regional special materials research laboratory was eventually established in the county, not together with the Revolutionary Committee. Because of the need to move machinery, noise and confidentiality, it was set up in a slightly partial part of the county.

This was originally the house of a large family in the city. After the founding of the people's Republic of China, the house was taken over to the public by cracking down on local tyrants, evil gentry and the bourgeoisie.

There are three entrances to the courtyard, with two small cross courtyards. The craftsmen and technicians are invited to live in the front yard. The two cross courtyards serve as research rooms and processing rooms, the atrium serves as reception rooms and exhibition rooms, and the backyard serves as an important reference room. No admittance is required.

Two technicians were invited by director Fang from the May 7th cadre school. One is Li, the other is Wu. Both of them used to be teachers in the technical college. They also worked in mines and had unique opinions on geology and mining.

More than four in the afternoon, Lin Lan ready to go home from work.

Her registered permanent residence is still in the commune, but her working relationship is seconded from the commune to the county. She is responsible for the publicity work of Shanshui commune, Qingshi commune and other four communes, as well as the work of the research laboratory.

Her work is relatively free. She goes to the countryside, publicizes, sits in the office, and makes her own arrangements purely according to the content of her work.

She said hello to the two technicians, "Li Gong and Wu Gong, I'll go first."

They waved to her, "it's OK here, just go back."

Lin Lan pinned her little radio to her waist and rode to the Revolutionary Committee to join Han Qingsong.

In the courtyard of the Public Security Bureau, I happened to meet Miao Hongying.

Lin Lan took a look at her, and did not take the initiative to speak, since the fight, although the old director helped mediate, Lin Lan still does not like to talk to her in private.

Miao Hongying shriveled, sour gas straight nose, "Oh, I say secretary Lin, your work attitude is not good, ah, how can you take a radio anytime and anywhere?"

Lin Lan: "I call this dedication, you this kind of idle long maggot person will not understand."

If I want to hear from my son, I have to do propaganda and always pay attention to national affairs. How can I deal with you?

You don't look good!

Miao Hongying is also very frustrated. Now she feels more and more powerless. It seems that the method of criticizing and calling a hat has failed.

Originally, she thought that the district commander was her father's brother, and that was the iron relationship of her family. Where to know, Han Qingsong and Lin Lan go back to establish a relationship with Commander Chen. Later, commander Chen specially called her father and repeatedly boasted that Han Qingsong and Lin Lan were good comrades. They worked hard and had outstanding ability. They were talents needed by the party and the government.

Who can not understand the meaning? Obviously, it's just to let the old man take more care and not let people get into trouble.

But can you take care of it? He and his man are competitors. The director must let his man be his.

Miao Hongying is so sad that Lin Lan is such a woman. How can she just drag? What can you drag? What can you drag.

Especially Lin Lan did not pay attention to her!

Miao Hongying can't stand Lin Lan's indifferent eyes. She is clearly saying "you're a fart" and "if you don't have a problem, go away", which is insulting the revolutionary family members.

She chased Lin Lan into the office building. "I said, secretary Lin, what's your attitude? You have to say hello when you see a comrade. You can't raise your eyes to the top of your head when you are promoted. You should keep the modesty of workers and... "

"Shut up Lin Lan is impatient.

Miao Hongying is stunned for a moment, more urgent, "you, you let me shut up? If you don't say you're an office secretary, I'm a factory cadre, just say I'm a revolutionary family member working people... "

"Put your knife away for me!" Lin Lan pushes the door to enter the office.

Miao Hongying grabs to block her way, "Dao? What knife? Where can I have a knife when you slander me? "

Lin Lan frowns, stares at her, points to her mouth, and says slowly: "Dao Bi Dao, Dao Bi Dao."