Under the rostrum of Nanxiu No. 1 Middle School Playground, Nie Fangping, one of the referees of this year's Municipal Middle School Students Games, was explaining the afternoon work with a serious expression to several male and female referees.

There was a small mistake in the morning's work. The timing error of the 100-meter preliminaries for the junior high school girls was quite large. Although the time was remedyed in time and not many people were paid attention or caused trouble, he still carefully reminded the referees again.

Many referees at the scene were from Nanxiu Sports School. As a coach of the sports school, it is naturally not difficult to work as a referee at the Nanxiu Middle School Sports Games. However, some referees at the scene didn't feel much cheered up, so they still had to give some advice.

"Coach Nie, Coach Nie..."

Nie Fangping was whispering to other coaches, and suddenly a voice came from beside him.

Nie Fangping slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came. The man named Peng, who was assigned by Nanxiu No. 1 Middle School to assist him in his work, "Teacher Peng, what's wrong?"

"Coach Nie, disturb me." The male teacher named Peng smiled and suddenly pointed behind him, "Someone is looking for you here."

"Someone is looking for me?"

Nie Fangping had a little puzzled face. After seeing the person he was looking for, a round face that was fat suddenly appeared with a hint of surprise. He laughed and screamed, "Oh, my coach Zhao, when did you come back?"

"Hey, no, no, I said to Coach Nie, you've been shouting too much."

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties. Compared to Nie Fangping's short and fat body, the other person looked much thinner and had a smile on his face.

"Where did you pass? Your big coach has a high rating, so I'm not allowed to shout like that!"

Nie Fangping walked to the man and laughed and joked with the other party.

"You..." Zhao Youcheng stretched out his finger and shaved his head helplessly, "I'm just a first-level person. I'm not ashamed to see Nan Xiu again when you called me like this."

"Hey, don't fool me. You first-level coach is about to reach the national level." Nie Fangping chuckled, then put away his joking tone, stretched out his hand and gently shook Zhao Youcheng, "Xiao Zhao, welcome you back!"

"Coach Nie, Old Nie, it's really been a long time since we met!"

Zhao Youcheng looked at Nie Fangping and felt a little emotional. The big brother had helped him in the past. His hairline was not as high as he was when he met last time. Most of his forehead had been revealed when he met again.

He has been out of Nanxiu Sports School for several years. Although there are phone calls in the middle, after the unit is transferred, everyone is busy with work. After the person reaches middle age, there are too many people who are busy with their family and careers. He has never found a suitable opportunity to meet. At this time, the old friends reunite, and they feel a little sad.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" Nie Fangping shook hands with Zhao Youcheng, and let him stand side by side with Zhao Youcheng, looking inside and outside the playground in the distance.

"This time I came to exchange and learn from the provincial team. It just happened to be far away, so I'll come back and take a look."

Zhao Youcheng smiled and said slowly, raised his head and looked inside and outside the playground, pointed at the young students, and said with a smile: "Ha, I didn't expect to catch up with a big battle. Why, Coach Nie, do you like any suitable seedlings?"

"How many good seedlings are there?" Nie Fangping shook his head gently. Several coaches from their sports school came to help serve as referees and wanted to select and write the right potential seedlings.

Of course, it is mainly concentrated in junior high school students. In fact, there are coaches from some sports schools or professional teams in the middle school sports meet in most regions of the country.

As he said that, Nie Fangping seemed to remember the 400m preliminaries he had just seen, and then continued: "You are a coincidence. You can check if there is any suitable one. By the way, Xiao Zhao, do you still remember Yan Ning, a female player I brought to my team before?"

"Yan Ning..." Zhao Youcheng thought for a while, then suddenly gently slapped his palm, "Remember, that little girl was quite stubborn when she was in the sports school. Although it didn't take long, I still had a deep impression on me. I heard that I had experienced some twists and turns later and finally went to the provincial team? How are you doing now?"

"She, after retiring, she worked as a physical education teacher in Xiushui County." Nie Fangping said softly, pausing again, "This time, she led the team here, there was a student inside, and I looked pretty good."

"Oh, what project?"

"400 meters, I think you, the big coach, can take a look if you are interested. In the first year of high school, the preliminary round is 51 seconds 59." Nie Fangping looked at Zhao Youcheng and reported a set of numbers.

"Well, this result is not bad."

Zhao Youcheng nodded. It was only December now. Calculate the time, which means that it will only be three months since the first year of high school. It is still OK to be able to achieve this grade in the first year of high school.

"But, Lao Nie, our Nanxiu City is not a track competition event. We are all in your sports school. I will go back to your sports school and take a look. It's not like the pearls are covered in dust."

"Let's take a look first." Nie Fangping pointed to the men's 400m final that was about to begin, "You can't say anything, I think you will definitely not lose if you really want to get into your team."

Zhao Youcheng shook his head and chuckled softly, without saying much. It is rare for a high school student after about 400 meters and 51 seconds, but he really doesn't care much about it.

However, he is also willing to sell Nie Fangping for face. If nothing else is said, it is always OK to see if there is really a suitable one.

...

"Yu Hongwu, Yu Hongwu!"

"Li Yongliang, come on!"

"Come on, come on, Sun Ming is the first!"

...

In front of the starting line of the 400m final of the men in the high school group, clamoring and shouting sounded from time to time from the crowd.

The men's 400m preliminaries in the morning had already attracted a lot of attention. In the afternoon, several middle schools with contestants were shortlisted, and students gathered around them.

Ye Qin stood behind the starting device on the fourth road, gently rubbed the surface of the plastic track with his nailed shoes, his chest and abdomen were undulating, and took a deep breath to calm his mood.

The atmosphere at the scene was very warm and the opponent was obviously stronger, but Ye Qin's mentality was much better than in the morning.

After running a preliminary match, he gradually found the feeling of the competition, confident and firm. Even in the middle school sports meet in the city, he was still the fastest person.

When I stood on the track in the morning, the sudden competition shock, the dense crowds and the noisy shouts made him nervous inadvertently.

And in the afternoon, he would obviously feel much more relaxed when facing such a scene.

After the preliminary results came out, Ye Qin had a clear position on his results. He was the first in the preliminary, nearly 0.5 seconds faster than the second in the preliminary results. Although Yan Ning said that the second and third places might be reserved and told him not to be careless, Ye Qin did not feel any fear in his heart.

Ye Qin first glanced at Yu Hongwu from Nanxiu No. 1 Middle School, then slowly turned around and glanced at Li Yongliang from Jianping No. 1 Middle School, intentionally or unintentionally. Yan Ning introduced two of them to him at noon. Both of them were former sports students from Nanxiu City. Later, after graduating from junior high school, he did not continue to practice sports in the sports school, but instead started to enter high school with his sports expertise.

Naturally, several key middle schools in Nanxiu City will not have no special sports recruitment in the middle school entrance examination like Xiushui County. Several middle schools including Nanxiu No. 1 Middle School No. 9 Middle School and Jianping No. 1 Middle School No. 2 Middle School No. 2 Middle School No. 2 Middle School are recruiting students with special sports students.

Yan Ning analyzed to Ye Qin that his main opponent in this final were these two former sports school students. Yu Hongwu is in the second year of high school and Li Yongliang is in the third year of high school. Before entering high school, they had been systematically trained in the sports school for two years. After high school, they were sports students, so they naturally had a lot of training. In addition to physical development, although the two achieved the preliminaries of Ye Qin, it was still difficult to get the answer when it came to their strength.

"Each is in place..."

Just after Ye Qin glanced at the two of them, the command of the commander at the scene sounded again, and the command of each person seemed to be vaguely placed into three words.
Chapter completed!