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Wang Hao has learned that in order to become a sports student of the school, he needs to meet certain standards in running and solid shot put. That is, speed, endurance and muscle strength must meet the threshold requirements.

The junior high school that Wang Hao is studying at——Dongyue City Experimental Middle School, the standards for these two items are that one can run 1,000 meters in less than three minutes, and that a four-kilogram solid shot put can be pushed to 12 meters.

This standard is indeed not low for junior high school students. You must know that Wang Hao’s standard for a national second-level athlete in his last life was within 800 meters, 2 minutes and 3, and the Olympic standard shot put of 7.62 kg must be able to push 12.5 meters. .

Wang Hao is quite familiar with his physical fitness at this age. He still can't meet the standard of the experimental middle school's sports special students, but the difference is not much. After short-term training, he should be able to do it within a month or two, that is, during the summer vacation. Meet the requirements before coming.

The strength training is through push-ups and lifting the 15-pound barbell at home, and the rest depends on running.

Wang Hao decided to run five kilometers every morning starting tomorrow.

It takes a lot of perseverance to get up early in the morning to run. It is best to have someone to accompany you. Wang Hao already has a good candidate for running with him, and he is also a senior training partner.

The next day was Sunday, at five o'clock, the sun was slightly bright, Wang Hao had already gone out, his parents were still sleeping at this time, and he just got up when he came back, so he didn't tell his parents.

After leaving the house, Wang Hao ran to the east along the cool concrete road in the early morning.

His home is located at the junction of urban and rural areas. To the east is the countryside, which belongs to Anyang Town. Wang Hao's grandfather lives in Anyang Town.

The senior sparring partner Wang Hao is looking for is his grandfather. Wang Hao's grandfather is Wang Quanshui. He has four children, three boys and one girl. Wang Hao's father, Wang Lizhi, is the third and second son.

Wang Quanshui likes running very much. As long as it is not a heavy rainy day, he will go out for a run of more than ten miles every morning, and then come back for breakfast.

Wang Hao heard from his father that his grandfather had persisted in this habit for 40 years, and he would not be shaken, even if it snowed in winter, he had to go out.

According to rumors from the townspeople, Wang Quanshui was still a secretive martial artist with a knack for killing. During the Anti-Japanese War, he killed six Japanese soldiers with his bare hands in a pigsty.

Wang Hao didn't believe these rumors at first.

It is impossible for one person to fight six people, not to mention that the opponent is a well-armed and well-trained soldier.

Wang Hao is very patriotic and hates the aggression of the Japanese Communist Party very much, but he also knows that the real Japanese devils in history are not as vulnerable as they are shown on TV. Well-trained soldiers.

The Japanese Class A division in the earliest war of aggression against China, in real history, one person can deal with four national army soldiers. Because at that time, the devils were not only well equipped, but also adequately supplied and generally had elementary school education, while the national army soldiers were not as good in all aspects due to the national strength at that time.

So at the beginning when people said that his grandfather killed six devils with his bare hands, although Wang Hao felt very honored, he also felt that it was a great exaggeration.

But at a family gathering, the grandfather showed his skills, which convinced Wang Hao that the rumors were true.

That time, grandpa used his internal strength to hold a wine glass with his palm down.

This is the first time that Wang Hao believes that there is such a thing as internal strength and internal strength in this world. Although it is not as exaggerated as described in martial arts novels, it does exist.

On the road in the early morning, there were very few people. Entering Anyang Town, Wang Hao ran along the familiar path in his memory for a while, and saw an old man running on the road ahead.

The old man was tall, but he couldn't tell how strong he was. He was wearing a gray linen exercise suit, his hair was gray but he was hale and hearty, and he looked like a child with white hair.

His pace is different from most runners, fast and slow, fast like a 100-meter sprint, slow like a brisk walk, there is a mysterious rhythm between fast and slow.

Excited, Wang Hao followed quickly.

"grandfather!"

Wang Quanshui looked back when he heard the voice, and immediately became happy: "Xiao Hao, why are you here?"

"I'm here to run with grandpa and exercise."

Wang Quanshui was even happier when he heard that. He was used to running alone all the year round, but running alone was always lonely. Naturally, his grandson was happy to be able to accompany him.

"Then let's run a little longer today and come back to Tanghe Township." Wang Quanshui was very excited.

"Eh..." Wang Hao groaned in his heart. It took more than 20 miles to get to Tanghe Township from here, which was far beyond his training capacity.

But even though he thought so in his heart, seeing grandpa so happy, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

call! call! call!

Wang Hao ran to follow the rhythm of his grandfather.

"Xiao Hao, why did you suddenly think of going for a run today?" Wang Quanshui asked.

"I plan to develop sports talents, but if we want to become sports talents in our middle school, we need to meet certain requirements in running and other events. I'm almost done. I plan to practice. I may come to run with you every day in the future."

Wang Quanshui was overjoyed when he heard that Wang Hao would come to run with him every day, and joked, "I thought you knew your grandma was going to make pimple soup today, and today is the one who came to drink pimple soup."

"I want to develop sports, that's great! Exercising well is the capital of everything." Wang Quanshui nodded affirmatively.

Hearing the words "Grandma is making pimple soup", Wang Hao's saliva almost flowed out.

Almost every family in Dongyue knows how to make pimple soup, but the pimple soup made by grandma is especially delicious, and it is Wang Hao's favorite.

In addition to common ingredients such as noodles, tomatoes, and eggs, the pimple soup made by grandma also includes peanuts, bean curd, etc. It is the best pimple soup that Wang Hao has ever tasted.

Every time Wang Hao came to his grandpa's house, his grandma would make him a big pot, and every time Wang Hao drank until his belly was full.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected joy, and Wang Hao was overjoyed.

Frankly speaking, it is still difficult for Grandpa to keep up with the rhythm. Seeing that Tanghe Township is still about a third of the distance away, Wang Hao is already a little bit overwhelmed. His panting is as heavy as a drum, and he can't lift his feet.

"Grandpa, please slow down." Wang Hao said out of breath, "Your rhythm is really beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Come on!" Wang Quanshui encouraged Wang Hao, "Continue to follow up with my rhythm, just stick to this section, and let's change to a different running method on the return trip."

Wang Quanshui still ran according to the original rhythm. Wang Hao could only grit his teeth to keep up. His physical fitness gradually approached the limit. After the most difficult time, it seems that I have climbed over the most difficult mountain and began to gradually ease.

Wang Quanshui didn't let Wang Hao rest. He turned back from Tanghe Township and ran back, saying, "Let's run at a different pace when we go back."

Sure enough, the rhythm of Wang Quanshui's return trip was also very different. Although it was still fast and slow, the timing of this fast and slow was completely different.

When he came here, Wang Hao was very tired from running, and his physical strength was exhausted very quickly. Even if he usually ran five kilometers, he was not so tired, but the feeling of returning home was completely different.

The running rhythm on the return journey seemed to be tailor-made to follow Wang Hao's breathing, which made him run very comfortably. Not only did he not feel any new fatigue, but he even felt lighter on his body.

Wang Hao cast all his admiration for his grandfather.

"Do you know Yao Haojun?" Grandpa asked suddenly.

Yao Haojun!

Naturally, Wang Hao recognized this person. He was also a student of the experimental middle school where Wang Hao was. He was one grade higher than Wang Hao and was going to graduate this year.

He is a sports student of the school and a famous school bully. Relying on his good physical fitness, he has some force, likes to fight, likes to bully the weak, and has some collusion with people in the society. People in the same grade are very afraid of him, and it is said that he He also likes to rob near some low-grade schools, such as Experimental Primary School, to steal money from elementary school students.

After all, he is not a good bird, and he was almost expelled from school several times.

But why Wang Quanshui knew Yao Haojun, Wang Hao was very surprised. After all, although Yao Haojun was vicious, he was still a student, and he was not at the same age as Wang Quanshui.

"I know him." Wang Hao said, "It's a villain in our middle school. How could grandpa know about him?"

"Two days ago, your younger brother Xiangxue was robbed of money and beaten by him on the way home from school," Wang Quanshui said.

"Is it serious?" Wang Xiangxue is the only son of Uncle Wang Hao's family, and he is in the fifth grade this year.

"It's not too serious. Your uncle has already found the school teacher, and now he sends him to and from school every day." Wang Quanshui said, "But I am still a little worried. The bad kids in these schools are too revengeful. The teacher cleans them up." Without him, will he find trouble with Xue Xue again?"

Wang Quanshui talked about his worries, and then said to Wang Hao: "You are in the same school as him, and you should keep a distance when you meet this kind of child, and don't provoke them, so as not to suffer."

"Yeah." Wang Hao understood. Wang Quanshui said these things just to make himself careful. He saw his grandchildren being bullied and felt distressed. It is impossible for him, a grandpa, to let go of his old face and vent his anger on the children.

But Wang Hao himself thinks that there is nothing to worry about. Although he and these people are in the same school, they are not in the same grade, so there is no intersection at all.

For more than 20 miles, the two of them ran for a total of one hour and returned to Anyang Town, Grandpa's home.

Wang Hao estimated the time for the first 1 kilometer, which is about three minutes and ten seconds. This is still without training. After at most one month of training, it should not be a problem to run into three points.

"Have breakfast here before going back. Your grandma should be making the pimple soup soon." Wang Quanshui said while taking the key to open the courtyard door.

In fact, foodie Wang Hao also thought so in his heart. He originally planned to have a meal of pimple soup with his grandfather before leaving, and followed Wang Quanshui into the courtyard gate.

Wang Quanshui's yard is not small, nearly 100 square meters. Wang Hao is also familiar with this place and cannot be more familiar with it.

A pomegranate tree and a jujube tree can satisfy Wang Hao every autumn.

In the other space, there is a simple plum blossom pile, and there are not several wooden dummy piles of different sizes. This is naturally due to Wang Quanshui's practice.

Seeing the plum blossom piles, Wang Hao suddenly had an idea in his mind. The plum blossom suits of different heights are suitable for practicing pace, coordination and body control of the center of gravity. These are also very useful for boxing training.

After I finish running, I can come to my grandfather to practice plum blossom piles, which will be of great benefit.

Grandma was very happy to see Wang Hao, but before the pimple soup was ready, Wang Hao sat in the living room and drank a large bowl of herbal tea from grandpa, feeling very refreshed. Then he looked at the plum blossom piles in the garden and thought about how to train.

At this time, the courtyard door opened again, and a familiar figure walked in with a pot of flowers in his hand.

"Cousin!" Wang Hao recognized at a glance that the person who came was the son of the uncle's family, Wang Long, who was in the first year of Dongyue No. 2 Middle School, and was also Wang Hao's cousin.

Wang Quanshui has three sons, the eldest is Wang Liren, the second is Wang Lizhi, the father of Wang Hao, and the youngest is Wang Ligong, the father of Wang Xiangxue.

"Brother Wang Hao!" Wang Long greeted Wang Hao first, then put the flowers in his hand on the table, and said, "Grandpa, my father asked you to send the impatiens you want."

"Okay!" The two grandchildren have arrived, and it is also a happy family relationship. The old man couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and said, "Wang Long, your grandma has made pimple soup, and we can leave after dinner."

Wang Long also has a soft spot for grandma's pimple soup, so he came here in time for dinner.

Before grandma's pimple soup was ready, the three chatted one by one, and they talked about Wang Xiangxue's matter in three or five sentences.

Wang Long said: "I've heard about Xiangxue's younger brother, and I've also inquired about that person. He's just a junior high school bully. I'm going to vent my anger on Xiangxue's brother."

Wang Quanshui frowned and said, "Be careful. Although you are older, you have learned some martial arts moves from me before, but you have only mastered the airs. Don't fight hard with others. Just scare him and ask him to teach Xiang Xue." Apologize, just let this matter go."

"Yes! Grandpa, don't worry!" Wang Long replied with a smile.

Grandma's pimple soup is ready, but this pot was originally prepared for grandpa, so it's not enough for three people, so Wang Long and Wang Hao ate it first.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Hao also admired his grandfather's appetite. This pot of soup was the amount of his grandfather's meal, but Wang Long and Wang Hao, two and a half young men, ate very full.

Wang Hao's training gradually became regular. He ran with his grandfather in the early morning, studied at school during the day, and skipped rope and lifted dumbbells when he got home at night.

A week passed like this. This week, Wang Hao inquired about the school's transfer process for sports special students, and also inquired from Wang Lizhi for further news about Atoli Lomachenko's arrival in Dongyue City.

It was Saturday again in a blink of an eye, and Wang Hao decided to go to Taishan Boxing Club today. On the one hand, he had a look at his current level of hard indicators such as squats, bench presses, and deadlifts, and on the other hand, he inspected the quality of Taishan Boxing Club fighters.