Ah, the team doctor is actually a light elf!

Lu Qingyin poked her head through the partition first.

As he talked, he walked around the partition towards the dining table. After this circle, he saw that everyone still looked bad, and he became worried.

Yin Yin borrowed a chair from the next table, dragged it over and stuffed it into it.

Yin Yin smiled and said: "Don't be unhappy. Are you scared by the training plan that follows?"

She learned what she was learning and put it into practice, translating what Qu Sui said just now and what the leaders said at the commendation meeting:

"The National Games is the highest-level and largest comprehensive sports meeting in China. It is normal to be difficult. Pressure is motivation. Don't worry too much. Eat enough to continue training!"

Gao Muhan said softly: "Zhou Feng just handed in his retirement report."

Retired.

The smile on Yinyin's face gradually faded: "Have you handed it in yet?"

"Ah."

The atmosphere on the table darkened again.

"I just saw him when I went to hand in my documents. When I came back, I held him down in the restaurant."

Sure enough, Yin Yin saw Zhou Feng directly opposite her, still wearing the familiar black clothes. There were people sitting on both sides, blocking his way out.

"Why do you have to retire now? Sister Muhan is older than you and hasn't retired yet. Is there any other reason?"

Yinyin raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Feng, lowered her voice and asked carefully.

She never thought that the word retirement would be so close to her.

She always thought that whether it was the friends she met in Room A101, the nine people she treated later when she got a new treatment room, or Xu Tian who was treated in an emergency on the field, everyone would go on.

On the training ground, everyone trained hard, and in the physiotherapy room, she treated her seriously.

In the end, everyone happily participated in the competition together.

Everyone's grades will get better and better, and her power of light will increase.

In her imagination, retirement should be many years later, when everyone is older, has achieved satisfactory results, won the medals and honors they deserve, and then passes the baton to the young players.

Someone will be a coach and pass on his many years of accumulation and experience to newcomers without reservation, sending them to higher mountains to see the scenery, so as to make the country's performance stronger.

Some people will start a new life, become referees, study, open clubs, or even try new projects they like. Everyone can live the life they like.

This subconscious cognition that has never been thought about may be rough or naive.

But she really never thought that a partner would leave so early.

It came so suddenly and unprepared.

The table in the corner was quiet for a long time.

Zhou Feng's slightly hoarse voice slowly sounded:

"Sister Muhan should know that in fact, my performance has not improved for more than a year. During this time, the bursitis on my knee has improved a lot, but I have only achieved the same results as last year."

"I really recognized myself in this competition. Even in domestic track and field competitions, I could only get third or fourth place. I didn't even get a silver medal, let alone those other things. People who have better results and don’t need to go to championships to get a spot in the National Games.”

Zhou Feng hid all his expressions under the brim of his black peaked cap. His voice was hoarse for a moment, then he paused and said with difficulty:

"I've reached my limit."

"The most important thing is that I am tired. The pole is in front of me and I can't muster the energy to jump."

boom!

A loud bang.

A pair of chopsticks held tightly by the hand were slammed onto the plate.

A voice with suppressed anger came: "It's all false! I don't believe it! Were you scolded by those people? And what happened to the injury on your head? Do you really think I don't know?"

"They are really a bunch of people who have nothing to do. They don't understand things clearly, so they just curse people through the Internet cable. They don't know anything, so they just talk nonsense. They are as disgusting as rats in the gutter."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice began to get louder.

The people next to him quickly grabbed him, pulled him, and asked him to lower his voice: "This is the canteen!".

Bai Yuan frowned: "Zhou Feng is still injured? What's going on?"

"Someone threw a mineral water bottle at him and hit him. The side of the seal was scratched. This guy lied to us when he came back, saying that he was injured accidentally."

Yinyin was completely confused now.

Why can't she understand some of the curses and nonsense? Why are there still people hitting people with things?

"Hehehe."

The figure in black clothes opposite him trembled slightly and made an almost inaudible sound. For a moment, he really couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"I'm really tired. Let me go, and let them let me go."

"sorry."

The voice that was originally full of anger suddenly seemed to be muted. He sat down heavily and sighed:

"I told you not to read it and uninstall it directly. Who are they?"

Lu Qingyin took out her mobile phone, opened Weibo, and searched for Zhou Feng.

As soon as she entered, she felt like she would be scared to death.

No matter what you post, someone will say nasty things below.

Even in recent months, there has been almost no other news. They only forwarded the official Weibo account of the field management center or some training centers, but everything below is ugly.

Especially before this departure, a pre-departure cheer post from the official account of the Qingshan Provincial Team was retweeted, and the following is simply too horrible to watch.

"If you don't train hard, your grades haven't improved in a year or two, right? Can you stop being so shameless when trying to fish in water? You are too shameless to play with the salary of the provincial team."

"I didn't even get a medal in the championship. If I changed my money to Wangzhou, I might have broken the Olympic standard record."

"It's such a pity that Qian Wangzhou was injured and forced to retire due to someone like him."

"This kind of scumbag has never been suspended. The backstage must be very tough. No wonder so many of us reported that he has remained on the track and field team."

"When are you going to retire? Why are you still staying in the provincial team with such results?"

"If he retires, I will set off firecrackers to celebrate."

……

Since Lu Qingyin came into contact with the Internet, apart from private chats with friends, she has only read the comments on Shen Lingci's Weibo and her own.

Everything is harmonious and beautiful, and everything is filled with an atmosphere of joy.

She had never thought that there would be such a side, and she couldn't believe that someone could really be so bad.

Just looking at it through the screen, not talking about herself, she felt waves of suffocation coming over her.

As he watched, first his delicate eyebrows slowly tightened, then his almond-shaped eyes gradually became filled with anger, and finally his eye sockets turned slightly red.

Bits and pieces of the past flashed through her mind.

When she first arrived, she was misunderstood and bullied by Teacher Wang. Zhou Feng angrily stood in front of her. At that time, she felt that the tall figure looked like a hero.

Every time I meet him on the street, they are all dressed in black, have a cold face, and do not take the initiative to talk to people. But when someone needs help, he is always there. Originally, she had always thought that Zhou Feng was such a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Now looking at the malice and yin and yang that almost overflowed the screen, I realized that Zhou Feng was not cold on the outside and hot on the inside at all, but a hedgehog with spikes raised high to protect himself.

Although it is a spike, he will carefully put it away when facing his friends.

After being quiet for a long time, Gao Muhan finally said with a hint of worry:

"Actually, I have wanted to say it for a long time. Zhou Feng, you have been under too much psychological pressure in the past two years and have changed a lot. If retirement can help you regain your original happiness."

Gao Muhan took a deep breath, lowered her head slightly and closed her eyes. She hesitated for two or three seconds, and finally slowly opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Feng. As if she had made up her mind, she said, "I support you."

"Sister Muhan!" "Sister Gao!"

The others looked at Gao Muhan in shock, opening their mouths but not knowing what to say.

"I can be considered an old man on the track and field team. Although the men's and women's high jump teams are not together, there are still some overlaps in the training venues. I have a few photos of Zhou Feng when he first joined the provincial team on my phone."

Gao Muhan said as he took out his mobile phone, flipped through it, clicked on a photo, and pushed it to the center of the table.

"Zhou Feng, do you still remember what you used to be like?"

Lu Qingyin and the rest of the people at the table all came together to look at the photo.

The photo on the table showed a picture of Zhou Feng wearing a sky blue training uniform, his head covered with sweat, but smiling so big that you could see his big teeth at the camera.

On the training ground, he was sweating freely and his smile was brighter than anyone in the camera.

His mouth wanted to burst into tears, and he seemed to be less burdened and more cheerful and confident than Bai Yuan, a heartless person who was always silly.

He was completely different from the current Zhou Feng, almost like two different people.

It's obviously a picture of a bright smile.

But after Yinyin saw it, her already reddish eyes suddenly became moist, and tears filled her eyes.

She can treat many injuries and illnesses, and as they continue to escalate in the future, no matter how hard-to-treat injuries, they will not be able to stop her, but the scars on her heart, the injuries that have been engraved into her bones, cannot be erased.

After Zhou Feng saw the photo, he felt as if his eyes were being stabbed. He quickly closed his eyes tightly, turned his head away, and continued to push down on his peaked cap.

Seeing Zhou Feng like this, Gao Muhan pursed his lips, sighed, and put the phone back.

The originally angry voice now became a bit stuttering: "Actually, I think there is nothing wrong with retiring."

"Yes, the training is quite hard, and it's not bad to go to college. I remember Zhou Feng, your grades were pretty good."

In unison, everyone began to change their words and began to comfort him awkwardly.

Zhou Feng also calmed down a bit. He turned his back, pulled his clothes and rubbed them on his face twice, then turned around and put his hat aside.

There was a band-aid on his forehead, and his eyes were obviously a little red.

"It's nice to meet you friends, but I really can't walk now, so I will leave the show first. I will go to the scene to cheer you on later."

Seeing tears in Lu Qingyin's eyes, he tried his best to smile and comforted her:

"Yinyin, don't cry. I'm looking for a new happy life, so you should be happy for me."

Yinyin felt that the tears in her eyes were out of her control at all, so she wiped them away and quickly blurred her vision.

She said with a slightly choked voice: "I'm happy for you."

With eyes that were as blurry as mist, he looked at Zhou Feng. His face was a little unclear, and there was only a light and dark light and shadow that belonged to Zhou Feng alone.

The rest of his vision was blurred, and the shape of this piece of light stood out.

Yin Yin's memory was touched in an instant.

Isn't this the same thing that when I saw the row of 110-meter hurdles athletes on the field before, I felt very familiar, but I couldn't remember anything familiar?

It's almost the same style, but the style is slightly different.

Many neglected memories also came up in an instant. The distribution of light elements on everyone's body is different. In fact, it was also there in the training center, but it was not obvious.

But during the National Track and Field Championships, it became much more obvious that athletes in the same event had very similar areas with brighter light elements.

The top athletes in the country, participating in the same competition, have similar distribution of light elements on their bodies. Is it really just a coincidence?

Could it be talent?

She remembered that the light element on Zhou Feng's body was much brighter than the few people she saw that day.

Yinyin hesitated for a moment, wiped her tears and asked, "Zhou Feng, do you like high jumping?"

Zhou Feng lowered his eyes for a while.

Then he smiled with relief, relaxed and sat forward, put his fingers together on the table, and said slowly:

"I have spent so many years on high jumping. If I say I don't like it, it must be a lie. But if I say I like it, and now I have decided to give up, I don't feel any pain. Instead, I feel relaxed."

He paused, and a look of excitement and nostalgia appeared in his reddish eyes.

"Maybe what I like more is the feeling of being excited on the field, making progress again and again, breaking my own results again and again, and having the whole audience cheering for me."

Zhou Feng said with a hint of bitterness on his face: "But as I walked, I seemed to have lost all these treasures."

Yinyin wiped her tears hard, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

The people at the table, who were all immersed in sadness, were a little confused by her appearance.

The originally somewhat melancholy atmosphere was dissipated.

Zhou Feng was the first to stand up: "Let's go and take a look together. It's not good to sit here all the time and let people see us crying and getting red-eyed."

The other people at the table also stood up one after another.

"Let's go and see together."

"Girl Qingyin is usually full of energy and is our pistachio. Maybe she can really make Zhou Feng happy this time."

Several people quickly tidied up and then hurried up.

When they arrived at the place, Bai Yuan was surprised and said, "Isn't this our outdoor training venue for sprinting?"

Zhou Feng was also confused. The playground was bare, and some of the training equipment that would be used in the afternoon were confiscated. Other than that, there was nothing else.

The rest of the people also looked at Lu Yiran with doubtful eyes.

A big smile broke out on Yinyin's face, and she said in a passionate tone: "Would you like to try running the 110-meter hurdles? I think you might be super talented!"

"You are retiring anyway, so be cool. Don't you like the feeling of progress? You must make progress every time as a beginner, and then we will cheer you on."

Yinyin was like a little sun beside her: "We will be your whole audience, cheering for you and calling you crazy!"

Yinyin picked up two branches from nowhere in her hand, held them in front of her and shook them, her eyes sparkling like diamonds, and her smile so bright that people couldn't help but feel happy just looking at it.

Bai Yuan also patted him on the shoulder and agreed: "That makes sense. Zhou Feng, you usually jump more than two meters. The height of this hurdle is easy for you, and the take-off and run-up speed is also very fast. You can even run and jump." No shortage. Wouldn’t it be easy to play hurdles?”

Zhou Feng looked at the vast track and field, then at Lu Qingyin's expectant eyes and the slightly worried eyes of the people around him. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm quite lucky."

Bai Yuan saw him smiling and jumped out quickly.

He stretched out his muscles and said, "Before I set the 400-meter event, I also practiced the 110-meter hurdles for a period of time. I will teach you the technique of attacking the hurdles. With your physical fitness, I guarantee that your performance will improve by leaps and bounds again and again."

Gao Muhan and others also said enthusiastically: "Then we will be your audience. I will make sure you feel the atmosphere of the whole audience cheering for you later."

"That's right, we athletes all have great lung capacity. Don't let your ears be deafened later."

Several people also followed Lu Qingyin's example, with bright smiles on their faces.

If it weren't for everyone's slightly red eyes, it would really be like a joke during the lunch break, rather than a farewell party for a friend before he retires, where he wants to leave some happy memories for him.

Bai Yuan hurriedly greeted Zhou Feng warmly: "Come on, let me tell you the basic hurdle skills first."

The two walked to the training ground for the 110-meter hurdles on the playground.

It was lunch time and lunch break, so the training ground was empty.

Zhou Feng took a running start and stepped forward. The hurdle, which was only 1067 meters, couldn't stop him at all, and he was jumped over easily.

Lu Qingyin immediately began to applaud vigorously, her sweet voice filled with immense pride: "Zhou Feng, you are great, it's so easy to cross over."

The others were stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately.

Warm applause erupted from the sidelines, and loud and sincere compliments followed.

Zhou Feng, who had just tried to step over casually, suddenly turned red.

It seems to go back to when he was still competing in the youth group. Although there were no spectators, the coaches, teammates and family members on the sidelines would cheer him enthusiastically.

How long has it been since he felt this feeling?

Bai Yuan saw that Zhou Feng's face was not as cold as usual, and a little more relaxed than before, so he reached behind his back and gave them a thumbs up.

Bai Yuan and Zhou Feng were running and jumping on the track, one teaching and the other learning, and the atmosphere was relaxed and casual.

Qing Yin and the others on the sidelines watched the opportunity and tried their best to praise, and tried their best to create a lively atmosphere for Zhou Feng.

The originally quiet outdoor training ground was filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere created by them.

Taking advantage of the moment of encouragement, Lu Qingyin asked: "Sister Muhan, what's going on with Zhou Feng? Why are so many people scolding him online?"

Gao Muhan sighed, and then explained:

"There was a person who joined the provincial team with him, named Qian Wangzhou. Both of them were very talented at the time and were said to be the most potential twin stars. The two of them usually had a good relationship. Later, Qian Wangzhou Zhou Feng was fighting with people outside, and Zhou Feng went to rescue him. Perhaps because he was afraid of punishment, Qian Wangzhou counterattacked, saying that Zhou Feng dragged him to help in the fight."

"I don't know why the matter started fermenting on the Internet, and there was a lot of noise, especially after Qian Wangzhou bit back, and they all criticized Zhou Feng alone."

Yinyin was anxious: "Then why don't you use the official account to help clarify?"

Gao Muhan said: "It was actually quite complicated back then. To put it simply, no one could figure out who was telling the truth at first. One said that he was passing by to help, and the other said that the other party dragged him into a fight, but Qian Wangzhou said online He got a head start, so the online public opinion was one-sided. When the evidence was finally found, the investigation was clear, and the clarification was issued, no one paid attention to it and no one believed it."

The others also added indignantly:

"It's not like the guy named Qian was so miserable. It was obvious that he committed suicide and his injuries were so serious that he had to retire, but he was so miserable online to gain sympathy, as if he was weak and he was justified. He also hinted that Zhou Feng had a background in his family, so he was persecuted. .”

"Didn't someone send Zhou Feng a dead rat before? He must have felt uncomfortable. It would be better if he quit. He can go back and study in peace to avoid being involved in such bad things again."

dead mouse?

Lu Qingyin suddenly remembered the last time Zhou Feng helped her carry her luggage at the door. She reached out to grab his small item, but Zhou Feng quickly ducked away and reacted greatly.

It must have left a shadow.

Lu Qingyin felt a little uncomfortable when she saw the figure on the runway.

She said angrily: "Why can you do such a thing? Still chasing Zhou Feng and scolding him for so long? Don't you have your own things and your own happiness?"

Everyone warmly cheered Bai Yuan and Zhou Feng on the court and discussed:

"Hey, sometimes I really don't understand what kind of people they are."

"Many athletes have experienced violence from public opinion. Not to mention Zhou Feng, who has actually had some incidents, there are also many athletes who have done nothing. Even if they like to post on Weibo, they will be chased and scolded, even in individual events. The best athlete in history was scolded by netizens for retiring early."

When Lu Qingyin heard what they said to each other, her head was full of question marks.

If athletes really have problems, their leaders will definitely criticize and deal with them. It is not the turn of netizens thousands of miles away to criticize and scold them.

She murmured: "Human beings are really complicated. Today I have had an eye-opening experience."

At this time, Zhou Feng successfully crossed the hurdles one by one from beginning to end and completed the entire race.

"Clap clap clap ~"

Yinyin quickly shook off the question marks on her head and cheered enthusiastically with everyone else, applauding Zhou Feng for finishing the race smoothly and quickly.

No matter what others do, today they want to leave a good memory for Zhou Feng before he retires.

If we were a bit more greedy, if Zhou Feng was really talented in the 110-meter hurdles, would it be possible to stay and everyone could continue to move forward together?

The regrets left on the field and the scars stabbed by fans cannot be cured by running away. Better results in the game, more cheers and encouragement from fans, and greater self-confidence are the best medicine. Besides, he should also like it, right?

Bai Yuan waved to them excitedly.

Lu Qingyin and the others walked over and heard Bai Yuan say excitedly: "Zhou Feng learns very quickly, and with his background in high jump, he got started immediately. We are ready to compete."

Yinyin's eyes widened: "Bai Yuan, aren't you bullying me? Zhou Feng has just learned a lesson, and you are going to compete with him."

Bai Yuan also jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on and exclaimed: "Why am I bullying others? Although I have practiced a little, it was a few years ago. Why don't you say that Zhou Feng's jumping ability is better than mine?" So strong! Why don't you say he bullied me!"

Bai Yuan stood up on tiptoes and hugged Zhou Feng's shoulders: "Did you see that with his height, he has a much greater advantage than me, and I just said that he learns quickly, which is not a boast. It's true! He can also run." It’s easy to get up and across, and the rhythm is pretty good.”

The blush on Zhou Feng's face that has been frozen for thousands of years has not dissipated all day long. He explained sheepishly: "We usually have leaping training for high jump."

Lu Qingyin smiled and said: "Okay, you all run with all your strength, and I will add a bet. If who wins, I will provide local recovery massage and physical therapy tonight and extend it to the whole body. I guarantee that you will have a good sleep tonight." .”

Bai Yun was excited. He grabbed Zhou Feng and said quickly: "Zhou Feng, you can't miss such a good opportunity. We must make a run for it. Didn't you just run faster and faster? This time we Let’s make a formal decision.”

"Then we will be your audience and cheer you two on!"

Seeing Bai Yuan's excitement, Zhou Feng nodded and said, "Okay, let's compete against each other and see what I achieved during this noon practice."

Zhou Feng thought to himself, this guy Bai Yuan usually yells the most when he can't get enough. He must be very happy to be able to enjoy it this time. I am definitely not as good as him as a beginner, so I just want to help him realize his dream.

Bai Yuan excitedly pulled him to the starting line: "Let's go, let's go, I really think you are not necessarily slower than me, let's have a good competition."

At this time, a chubby uncle came wandering to the sidelines, followed by two or three athletes.

"Coach, why is there anyone on the field?"

The chubby uncle smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Hey, isn't this Bai Yuan? He can run four hundred meters. Could it be that he wants to come back and practice hurdles again?"

"I seem to have brought a friend with me. Are you planning to go on a run?"

The chubby uncle said to the team members behind him: "Go and turn on the electronic timer. Let Bai Yuan take a look at it after he finishes running, so that he, the scumbag, will not insist on not remembering it accurately. It turns out that he has done this a lot." "

"okay!"

Lu Qingyin and others looked at Zhou Feng and the others intently, preparing to cheer them on and cheer them warmly.

At this time, Zhou Feng had also squatted down and looked at the track ahead, the competitive spirit engraved in his bones burning again.

The thought of helping Bai Yuan get a full-body physical therapy disappeared.

As long as it's a game, he will go all out!

He wants to win!

"Everyone in his place."

"preparation."

"run!"