After the dinner with the Headwind Cycling Team, Huang Chong's time with Wang Qiang and the others came to an end.
After returning home, he shared the news of joining the provincial team with his good friend Du Wei.
"What? You're joining the provincial team? That fast?"
Du Wei's first reaction was not to wonder how Huang Chong had done it, but how he had done it so quickly.
After all, only a month had passed since Huang Chong had declared his ambition to become a professional cyclist. It had truly caught Du Wei off guard.
He had thought that, no matter how fast Huang Chong progressed, it would take at least half a year, perhaps even one or two years of training before he would be good enough to make a run at an amateur team. He had never expected Huang Chong to charge straight into the provincial team.
"Old Huang, tell me honestly. When we rode together before, did you deliberately hide your strength to spare my pride? Otherwise, I seriously can't believe someone's cycling ability could improve this quickly!"
Huang Chong smiled calmly, not wanting to explain too much.
"Just assume that's the case."
At that, Du Wei punched him in the bicep and said irritably, "I knew you weren't that simple. Fine, joining the provincial team is huge news. Before you leave, we have to get together properly one more time. I'll call Wu Fang right away!"
Huang Chong had no objections to the arrangement and nodded in agreement.
Before that dinner, however, Zhang Yi first took him to the provincial sports bureau for physical testing. Then, following the special talent recruitment channel Zhang Guowei had arranged, he registered as a cyclist and joined the China Cycling Association as a member. Everything went smoothly.
"Huang Chong,