"Lauen, you don't know, I was almost kicked out just now."

Abidi Ommerl looked at the sweat stains on his forehead that had not dried up. After winning the semi-finals, Raun Merritt, who was watching the two games in the next two groups, grinned and said with a smug smile, "After your semi-finals results came out, I ran to the back and prepared for the game and shouted, "Oh, damn, those staff repeatedly warned me not to get close."

"You don't have to do this, I will definitely win tomorrow's final."

Lawn Merritt smiled, not caring about Abidi Ommer's interference, and he didn't like the other party very much. The other party always danced happily like the boys in the community, but lacked respect for the competition itself. This time participating in the World Youth Championship did not seem to be here for him, but was just a public tour.

"Hey, man, of course you can win, you represent America." Abidi Ommer screamed exaggeratedly, looked at Lawn Merritt and looked at the track and field again, "What do you think of that Asian player? Don't you say that Asian player can't run fast?"

"He has a strong ability in the second half!"

Lawn Merritt looked at the Asian player who was gasping for breath after crossing the finish line. The opponent was wearing a red sprint suit that was very conspicuous on the somewhat plain track.

He is good at running 400 meters in the first half of the middle and first half. With his strong explosive power and acceleration ability, he quickly pulled away from other players. This is why he can run 100 or 200 meters, and even participated in the 4x100-meter relay race this time.

This Asian player from China has noticed since the preliminary round. In the semi-finals, he made some observations after the competition and saw another person's shadow on the opponent.

The white man who easily defeated himself and several other black players in this year's National Championships, the Olympic Trials, and successfully won the first place. The two were indeed somewhat similar in the second half. They both started to accelerate in the middle and second half, and defeated their opponents with their super speed and endurance.

The Asian player in front of him was still a little immature, but Lawn Merritt could vaguely feel that the two were a bit similar in this regard.

"Let's go, it's time to go back!"

After watching the last group of men's 400-meter races, Lawn Merritt stood up directly, without the intention of continuing to stay in the stands, and turned around and prepared to leave.

The Asian player ran very well, and the 46-34-second score was still reserved, but Raun Merritt did not feel much threat. Instead, the Sultan player in his same group was able to bite him tightly while he tried his best to lead the rhythm of the players in the game. This was not simple.

I heard that the opponent was the champion of the World Youth Championship last year and participated in the World Championships, which made Lawn Merritt feel more vigilant and looked up at the sky. This was his first time on the international arena, and he would never allow himself to fail.

"Brother, I know you are here too!"

...

"Coach, no need!"

In the hotel of the Chinese team, Ye Qin was pulled out of the room by Nie Fangping, his face was squeezed into a ball, his expression was both resistant and helpless.

Nie Fangping dragged Ye Qin with one hand, but his tone was very firm: "What's the point? If you enter the semi-finals of 200 meters tomorrow, it will be three games. Your physical fitness must be able to endure it?"

"Coach, then you're fine."

"Me?" Nie Fangping pointed at himself, "You guy can really think of it. I have old arms and legs, but I can't press you. Hurry up, you have had physical therapy before, so why are you pretentious?"

"But that's a woman." Ye Qin's voice was low.

Nie Fangping couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong with the woman? You don't know each other anymore." While saying that, he pulled Ye Qin and pushed the door directly into another room next to the hotel and walked in.

"Doctor Jiang, I'm asking you now. Check this kid and then relax your muscles." As soon as he entered the door, Nie Fangping smiled and greeted the people in the room.

"You're welcome." Jiang Shaofen looked at Ye Qin walking behind Nie Fangping, and smiled gently, "Ye Qin, you lie on this bed. Our conditions abroad are simple, so we can only be here."

There were two double beds in the room, and there was a female team member lying on one bed. A female physiotherapist with a big face and a slightly fat body was relaxing the other person's muscles, while the other was just empty, which was the one that Jiang Shaofen pointed to.

He has had physical therapy and massage at Xiushui No. 2 Middle School or Xinzhuang Training Base, but before that they were male physiotherapists, and they were always a little embarrassed when facing female physiotherapists.

"That... that coach, and Dr. Jiang, it's better not to do it." Ye Qin looked at a room. Apart from his coach, he was the only man, and his face suddenly became hot.

"Ha ha……"

A crisp laughter sounded in the room, and the female physiotherapist and the female athlete couldn't help laughing.

Ye Qin looked back and found that Nie Fangping had quietly left after leading him into the door. For a moment, Ye Qin felt even more unaware of how to face it.

"Okay, stop laughing."

Jiang Shaofen looked at Ye Qin who was scratching his head and ears, and held back her smile. She had seen Ye Qin once during the World Youth Championship last year, and even treated Ye Qin's wounds scratched by nails on his leg. Then he suddenly realized that Ye Qin, a 17 or 18-year-old man, was quite shy.

"You sit down first, I'll check it for you first, and let Xiao Li perform a simple muscle relaxation for you later."

Whether it is the national or local team, physical therapists are mostly male, but there are also some women. There are more female athletes participating in the World Youth Championship. A female physiotherapist was selected with the team.

After the preliminary round yesterday, Nie Fangping asked Ye Qin to relax his muscles, but Ye Qin stammered and refused. Today, Nie Fangping did not follow Ye Qin's temperament anymore. Tomorrow's game is very intense, and basically you may have to relax your muscles after one match.

Jiang Shaofen is a team doctor and can also massage simply. After Ye Qin sat down, he first checked his feet, insteps, toes and calves, and the competition was very intense. He basically had to pay a little attention to some details, such as whether his feet would be worn out of blood blisters, and other minor issues that would affect his performance.

"You still have to find a professional physiotherapist."

After leaving the door of the room for massage therapy, Nie Fangping stood at the door and shook his head gently. Thinking of the plan he made later, he still felt a little troublesome.

He has communicated with Sun Chaosheng several times, regarding the issue of muscle relaxation and stretching before and after the game, Sun Chaosheng himself is an athlete, and has been studying for a while. He has been doing muscle relaxation and stretching for the athletes when the two masters and apprentices compete abroad, when conditions do not allow it.

And he is old, not to mention the problem of not having enough time to study, but physical strength alone cannot keep up. He has already determined the training mode of "using competitions instead of training, practicing while competing". If he wants to take Ye Qin to participate in various competitions in the second half of the year, the load on the body will be relatively high. At this time, the role of a good physiotherapist will be highlighted. 8)
Chapter completed!