The head coach of the National Track and Field Team, Ye Liwei hummed a small song and walked into the Sports General Sports Department. Like other teams, the event arrangements after the Olympics are very small, and the training is mainly based on daily training. Many athletes have returned to the provincial team to train. In the past six months, there are still very few people training on the national team.

I came here today to arrange the next event and report the list of some athletes in the new batch of training camps.

He also came with coaches and persons in charge of jumping project department, short span department, medium and long-distance running marathon department, race walking project department, internal teaching team, throwing project department and other coaches.

"You guys go to the conference room first."

After a few words, Ye Liwei walked towards the office of the Sports Department, while the others went to another conference room to prepare for the next meeting.

"Old Hu."

Before Ye Liwei arrived at the door, he saw Hu Cunyong coming out. The two came from a sports school and were roommates from the upper and lower bunks. Although the projects they are currently in charge of are completely different, the relationship has always been good. During festivals and holidays, they also contact each other on WeChat if they have time. The wives and children of both families are good friends.

"snort!"

Hu Cunyong's face immediately became dark when he saw Ye Liwei's face. He hummed and gave him a ruthless look and left.

"Is this the wrong medicine?"

Ye Liwei walked into the office of the Sports Department with a depressed look on his face, greeted the director, and couldn't help asking: "Old Liu, what's wrong? Are you recruiting Lao Hu again?"

Director Liu used to be a wrestling team and was an old teammate with Hu Cunyong. Every time he met, the two of them had a verbal battle after the serious matter was over. Ye Liwei also knew it, so he asked this question.

Liu Si giggled at Ye Liwei: "I didn't mess with this old Hu this time!"

"Who else can you do?" Ye Liwei thought about the wrong smile of Liu Si and frowned, "Can it be me? It's not really me, right? I didn't call him! That awesome temper, why did I mess with him!"

Liu Sihehe: "Stop pretending to be garlic! You have found treasures, and you still take advantage of it and act like you! You have not only called Lao Hu, but this has really made the whole thing goof!"

Hu Cunyong came to the "harsh words" on behalf of the Juba Rou Center and gave a vaccination about Meng Fan's schedule in advance. When Liu Si heard this, he would definitely believe that Ye Liwei was looking for Meng Fan. Ye Liwei was stunned when he heard this, so why did he still involve Juba Rou?

"Um?"

Seeing Ye Liwei's expression, Liu Si immediately reacted: "Don't you know yet?"

Seeing Ye Liwei looking confused again, Liu Si was even more excited. Hey, this matter is interesting!

Ye Liwei didn't know about Meng Fan at all, but Hu Cunyong and others first "tell harsh words", which means "no silver here is three hundred taels".

If Ye Liwei had to know about Meng Fan's affairs because of this "harsh words", then he would have laughed for a year. Even if Ye Liwei would definitely know about this matter soon.

"What do I know? Old Liu, you've confused me!"

"I really don't know! Hehehe, what's going on?" Liu Si rubbed his hands, and the corners of his mouth were already curled to the back of his head. "Have you heard of Meng Fan?"

"How can you not know? Hurry up, what's going on!"

"Don't worry."

Liu Si stood up and poured Ye Liwei a glass of water. After pouring it, he asked him if he wanted tea to be brewed again. When he saw that he didn't want it, he brewed a cup for himself, blowing the heat and the floating tea leaves, and his expression was very comfortable.

When the sixty-ninth idea of ​​killing Liu Si flashed through my mind, Liu Si finally told him the matter.

"real?"

When Ye Liwei saw Liu Si nodding, he turned around and walked out. As for what he had originally planned to do, he completely forgot.

when.

Just after going out, I ran into the coach of the throwing project department.

"Mayor Ye, something big happened!"

"What big thing can be as big as mine?"

"Mayor Ye, I am definitely bigger than you!"

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"You know, too?"

"You know, too?"

The two spoke in unison.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to Hangzhou now! Oh, by the way, let anyone take care of the schedule and training report, please don't care about him! Let them take responsibility!"

As for the old friend Hu Cunyong's humming, even offended the whole person who was raising the slap and soft?

Love whoever you want!

This person must rob it!

At this time, Meng Fan had already finished the shot put in Hangzhou, and his third shot score was also released.

After adjusting the state, the action and action were not so stiff, Meng Fan's third shot was also the final result of 21.37 meters, which was nearly 1 meter higher than the previous shot. This improvement was definitely a very terrifying number. At the same time, Meng Fan's 21.37 also easily surpassed the Asian record that had been covered for 11 years!

The original Asian record is 21.13 meters, created by Kazakh player Sultan in Doha in 2009.

Of course, this score is also Meng Fan's limit at present. His movements are not particularly standard, and his power point has not been systematically trained. How many times Meng Fan will make him make him make him no better than this.

"Ding! The judgment failed."

When you win the championship, you will see a prompt sound of failure in your mind, and you will not be able to receive the award of championship honor.

"Hello Iron God, we're meeting again."

As soon as the "prize ceremony" was over, the reporter of the Central Five came, and then other media quickly followed.

The main reason why they came here was that this school sports meet was Meng Fan’s first time since the Olympics. He didn’t think there was anything to pay attention to the sports meet. Who would have thought that Meng Fan had achieved a record in Asia in a completely unfamiliar field of shot put. This is a surprise!

"You are a good brother, photography brother, why are you here?"

Meng Fan greeted his old acquaintance, nodded to other media reporters, and smiled and said, "If you want to ask, ask whatever you want."

The reporter from Yangwu laughed: "Or, you should carry forward the tradition and tell yourself."

The media reporters were laughing, who didn’t know Meng Fan’s previous interview style?

Meng Fan waved his hand and said modestly: "Then I will say a few words. Cough. This is not the last year of college. Well, I have applied to stay in school without taking the postgraduate entrance examination. I hope that I can be competent for the job of a glorious people's teacher in the future. I also hope that students who like animation and animation will apply to our college."

The department leader smiled and touched his beard. This child is so good!

After quietly playing a wave of admissions advertisements, Meng Fan continued: "I have participated in sports meetings before, so I must not miss this last year. As for the selection of shot put and javelin, another project I signed up for is the javelin, which I also registered last year. I didn't know either. Judging from your expressions, I should have broken the record again. I don't know what level of record I broke?"
Chapter completed!