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Sin is better. Unexpectedly, after the game, I went outside Lao Hu’s office and heard him asking someone: “Is your back injury okay? Why have you never mentioned it?”

"It's just a little uncomfortable, it's not a serious problem, but it's a little bit reluctant to fight with Qiao Mai." It was Ling Xiao's voice.

Old Hu was silent for a while in doubt: "Okay, remember to go to the infirmary, and any injuries must be contained at this stage."

Ling Xiao replied that he would. Seeing that he was about to come out, I hurriedly hid against the wall, but I heard Lao Hu stop him again:

"It's really not because of that kid Qiao Mai?"

"No."

"Isn't it why you put water on him every match? Are you going to put water on him when you are on the field?"

"I have it in my mind."

"Ling Xiao!... Do you think I'm telling you this for you? After Qiao Mai joined the team, he felt so good about himself that he thought he was going to heaven. He didn't suffer any setbacks, and he always felt like this Good is a good thing? What do you think of him, why do you always let him?"

I was turbulent in my heart, didn't Ling Xiao let me do it because he wanted to play an underground game and had to conserve his energy?

"Coach, Qiao Mai is a player who grows amidst praise, and only positive force can motivate him to improve." Ling Xiao's voice was calm, but it sounded more convincing than Lao Hu, "If you give him too much If he is hit, he is likely to be devastated."

"Brat, why do you..."

"I know him well." Ling Xiao said.

After he finished speaking, he left without noticing me hiding in the corridor.My heart was so cold, when Ling Xiao said that I couldn't bear the blow, so he wanted to release water on me, God knows how much I sneered.

But now?Am I not really, as he said, unable to withstand the blow?

ROUND9

Recently, on weekend nights, teammates have to gear up and go out to get high. The Olympics is approaching day by day, and this period of training is also coming to an end. What awaits everyone will be strict selection within the team, and then the final closed training. And most people will be eliminated and miss the Olympics.

Lao Qi and Gao Dapang called me to go to the Internet cafe, but I refused. I stayed in the dormitory alone, and I haven’t been on Weibo for a long time. Now no one is pestering me for Ling Xiao’s photos, probably It can be seen that my relationship with Ling Xiao is not good.I threw away my phone and wanted to go to the training hall to practice swords for a while, but when I opened the door, I saw Ling Xiao who had just walked out from the opposite side.

How embarrassing, I scratched my head, said "Hi", and greeted him as if nothing had happened.

Ling Xiao looked at me quietly, he would look straight at you if he didn't want to look at you, and when he wanted to look at you, his eyes were very deep. When he couldn't do it, he gently closed the door behind him and said, "Don't you want to know about my brother?"

I said "ah", but I didn't expect him to say this suddenly.

"are you available now?"

It couldn't be more empty, I thought, nodding.

"Come with me."

I'm really curious about Ling Xiao's elder brother. Speaking of which, I'm particularly interested in the eighteen generations of his ancestors. If I have the opportunity, I really want to have a good discussion with his parents, grandparents, and grandparents: You say your Ling family Why did such a boring pot come out, you young masters of the eighteenth generation of the Ling family are so annoying, don't you know that?

Ling Xiao led me to the viewing room, where we would usually watch the game videos of opponents from other countries and listen to Lao Hu's analysis of their skills and tactics.Ling Xiao asked me to wait, and went out by himself.

The viewing room was deserted, and I sat in the chair he asked me to sit in full of doubts. After a while, Ling Xiao came back with a CD in his hand.

I watched him lower the projection screen with his back to me, play the CD, go to the side and turn off the lights, the viewing room immediately went dark, only the light on the screen illuminated his silhouette, and his freshly washed and blow-dried hair was under the light There is a circle of warm raw edges, so young and beautiful, but also so silent and mature.

I sneezed, Ling Xiao looked back at me, walked over and closed the curtains, and then opened the chair and sat down opposite me.

I really want to know whether his occasional behavior is indiscriminate and gentle, or it is special that varies from person to person...

The video seemed to be from a competition many years ago. The contestants all looked like Chinese people. I stretched my neck to recognize the logo of the sports meeting. Ling Xiao said, "It's the fencing competition of the National Games in 200X."

I nodded with an "oh".That was nine years ago.Ling Xiao was only 13 years old nine years ago.

At this moment, I also guessed that Ling Xiao's brother is also a fencing player, so I'm not particularly surprised, it's as expected.

This video is the final video of the National Games. When I saw the contestants from both sides enter the arena, I was about to ask which one is your brother, but the director cut a close-up shot of the two contestants.

I recognize one of the contestants, Yan Sheng, and I have seen him in various competitions later, he is my senior, obviously not Ling Xiao's brother.And another handsome young player looks nothing like Ling Xiao, not only has a more gentle temperament, but also looks not much like Ling Xiao.He shook hands with Yan Sheng, and on occasions like the finals, he still smiled like a spring breeze.The athlete's intuition told me that this should be a master. His aura is completely different from Ling Xiao's, but it is another kind of strength.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao's dignified expression, I wouldn't be able to confirm that this is his brother's.Why do the two brothers look nothing alike?

The commentator began to introduce the players, and the names of the players were also displayed at the bottom of the screen. One was Yan Sheng, who had won No.4 in the World Championships. I remember that he represented the country in the last Olympic Games, but this year it is said that he is in poor form. Downturn, low ranking, failed to be selected for the national team, but I know that he was very strong at the time, and the other, called... He Ming?

I looked at the name again to make sure I read it right, and asked Ling Xiao in surprise: "Your surname is He?...No, I watched your game before, and your name is Ling Xiao." And the country Ling Xiao was also written on the team list, not He Lingxiao.

Although I didn't hear Ling Xiao sigh, it was obvious that his shoulders sank.I stopped making a sound, feeling that my IQ was despised again.So it's not a real brother, I said it earlier...

The information of the contestants was displayed on the screen. Ling Xiao's elder brother was 20 years old at the time, and he was able to enter the final of the National Games, which shows that he is very capable. Ling Xiao was 13 years old, and he must have learned fencing under the influence of He Ming.

It’s still incredible to think about it. He Ming can compete with Yan Sheng in the final, but I’ve never heard the name of the player He Ming. Could it be that he didn’t fencing again after that?

As soon as I thought that it was He Ming who led Ling Xiao to the door, I looked at it very carefully. After putting on the metal mask, He Ming seemed to have directly turned into Ling Xiao, and Jian Feng was also calm and murderous.At the end of the second game, I was completely convinced by the attack that pushed the opponent out of the bottom line. As the first teacher, his influence on Ling Xiao is self-evident.

I also suddenly recalled that the unidentified game video that I saw on the post bar, the sword wind looks like Ling Xiao, should be He Ming's.

In the end, He Ming took the lead to score [-] points to win the game. Compared with Yan Sheng, he played more easily. I found it even more incredible: "Why have I never met your brother in the national team?"

It's impossible for He Ming not to be recruited into the national team with such achievements. It's unreasonable for Yan Sheng to be shortlisted. Ling Xiao's brother doesn't even have a chance to show his face.Could it be that he was removed from the national team because of rumors of homosexuality?Seven or eight years ago, both Ling Xiao and his concubine would still be squeezed out by others. Maybe it was true. After all, it was related to the image of the national team. Assuming that Ling Xiao’s brother’s incident was relatively big and everyone knew about it, Maybe it was because of this reason that he was screened out?

I racked my brains to reason alone, and finally Mian Hulu spoke: "Do you want to see him?"

I was actually a little excited to meet such a little-known master who was also Ling Xiao's first teacher: "I want to!"

Ling Xiao took out the CD: "Go to bed early tonight, we will see him tomorrow."

I already know Ling Xiao's feelings for this brother, but it's Ling Xiao's parents who have never contacted him. Maybe it's because they have a bad relationship with the family?But since he has such a good relationship with his brother, why didn't he see his brother visit him once?Could it be that because He Ming came out and was expelled from the national team, he still has resentment towards the national team?That's not right, you can still make a phone call...

I didn't sleep well all night, thinking what secret Ling Xiao still had that I didn't know, and why he suddenly took me to see his brother, it really tortured me to death like squeezing toothpaste.

I got up early the next morning, dug out the box shirt, and groomed my hair to look as formal as possible.Ling Xiao values ​​his brother very much, and I can't be casual, although I have nothing to do with him, but at least I'm still a teammate fighting side by side.

I waited for him at the gate as promised, Ling Xiao came out, and was stunned for a moment when he saw that I even deliberately changed my hairstyle. I was a little embarrassed, and wondered if he had misunderstood something, and said that after all, he was seeing his brother haha ...

In the subway, Ling Xiao was silent all the time. There was a girl in the carriage secretly taking pictures of him with her mobile phone. I don't know if Ling Xiao found out, and then turned around.This turn was very deliberate, and the girl's expression was a little awkward. In fact, she didn't mean anything malicious, but Ling Xiao was clearly preoccupied at the moment,