"Smoking Road, no need to shout ’Good!’ Just move as soon as you see water! Don’t wait! If you fall behind, keep a distance and catch up, supporting yourself on the hose as you advance!"
...
"Good! No issues with this one!"
"Right!"
"For the target! For the target!"
"Good! 1 minute, 19 seconds 82!"
Cao Yi was excited for a mont, then speechless again.
"Damn, you guys just casually practiced a couple of tis and already achieved the best result of our Squadron! The starting line is already at our finish line!"
Everyone was huffing and puffing, their heads spinning from the back-to-back efforts, but they all showed knowing smiles when they heard this.
...
September 1st.
The IVECO arrived from the airport with three coaches for the team, which got everyone in the whole Second Squadron excited.
We had heard they were national team coaches, and even a track and field champion coach from the Aricans, everyone was brimming with a kind of overzealous enthusiasm.
To welco the Olympics, promote civility, and establish a new culture, ah!
Today was Sunday, yet everyone was holding various English vocabulary books they had scavenged from the library, starting to test their learning outcos.
"How are you?"
"How do you do bad drugs?"
"My na is Jack! Jack!"
"Welco to No.2... Squadron! I’m captain!"
The only sentence that sounded at all like English was from Ye Jiahong, and he had to use a combination of hand gestures and broken speech.
Fang Huai stood at the door of the Squadron, speechlessly holding the phone away from his ear, waiting for the other side to finish before bringing it back to his ear and saying:
"Alright, alright, alright!"
"Got it!"
"The people have already arrived! Hurry up and transfer the final paynt to them! Hanging up!"
After hanging up the phone, Fang Huai was speechless.
Spending money is like asking for a miracle.
This was Su Bingtian’s coach! Also a teacher to so famous national team mbers, we got him for just 500,000 RMB, so you better be quietly pleased! Wait a few more years, and if the price doubles or triples, we’ll have to see if they even have ti for us!
Cao Yi and Hao Chengbin stood on the side, silently waiting for him to finish the phone call, then Hao Chengbin approached with concern.
"Did you get scolded? Your dad?"
Fang Huai scoffed disdainfully.
"Stepdad!"
Hao Chengbin laughed, raising his hand to pat him, "Just listen if he scolds you. If it was my son spending money that way, I’d beat his ass to a pulp with a belt!"
Cao Yi ca over, his face serious.
"I’ve got sothing to tell you. I’ve been thinking about it, and it’s not appropriate to keep it from the Detachnt... So, I called the Chief of Staff to inform him anyway, but I didn’t expect such a big reaction from their side. On a Sunday, they held an urgent eting, and they’re organizing leadership to co and visit us, and they’ve reported it up to the whole corps... I’m sorry, this is my fault."
Fang Huai raised an eyebrow.
After a long mont, he nodded and said, "It’s fine, you’re the Secretary, I understand your difficulty. My concern is that a constant stream of leadership visitors could impact our training ti."
He had expected the leadership’s reaction.
So many top people coming to instruct training, particularly during the Olympics—wasn’t that enough material for the propaganda departnts of the Detachnt and the whole corps to write about for half a month?
But the coaching fees were calculated by the hour, and for three coaches, it added up to several tens of thousands a day. Who had ti to waste on formalities?
Cao Yi also knew the opportunity was precious and imdiately said:
"Then let’s gather and start training! When the leadership arrives, we’ll report while training!"
Fang Huai thought for a mont, then replied, "Okay, let’s comnce training in sync with the Squadron! You guys work on basic physical abilities, shuttle runs or whatever, let the coaches advise on warm ups and training techniques, especially their thods for preventing injuries. We’ve got to learn that!"
Cao Yi was taken aback, "Isn’t the coach here to instruct you? If everyone’s asking questions, when will he have ti to make adjustnts for you?"
Fang Huai waved his hand dismissively.
"My personal matters can be discussed with them separately, pay extra if necessary, to have them work overti for . The whole Second Squadron has to master a series of thods for scientific training and body maintenance used by professional athletes! In detail! This isn’t sothing we layn can teach you. The soldiers of the Squadron will be valuable individuals in the future, and we must avoid wearing out their bodies during training!"
After listening, Cao Yi sighed deeply.
"On behalf of the brothers in the Squadron, I thank you."
Fang Huai just curled his lips slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Hao Chengbin noticed Fang Huai’s expression and laughed out loud:
"Old Cao, what are you thanking him for? You think the Second Squadron is yours? It’ll be his sooner or later! He’s just laying the groundwork for himself!"
Cao Yi was startled for a mont, then burst out laughing.
"Right! Why the hell should I thank you?"
"Hahaha..."
After the laughter, Cao Yi looked at his watch, feeling an urgent sense of ti pressing on him, and took out his whistle, blowing it twice.
"Second Squadron, gather downstairs! Training!"
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