[Competition] Strive for the top

Wen Hao nodded: "Last month, it was mailed a few days after school started. It looked like something bought by a girl. It took a long time to pry the truth out of his mouth."

The smile on You Le's face faded away, and the corners of his mouth collapsed: "Brother Xiaozheng...do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes, it's strange?" Wen Hao walked to the foot of the bed, took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to You Le, "It's not ugly, and it's a sport, and the mature appearance is especially attractive to girls."

You Le frowned and took the mineral water, unscrewed it little by little, and said quietly: "I haven't heard of it."

Wen Hao stared at You Yue's face, and saw the child's disappointed face, his eyes wandered around his face, thoughtfully: "It's not like you don't know, he doesn't like to talk about himself."

"..."

Wen Hao's voice suddenly lowered a little, his expression restrained: "Sit down first, I will talk to you about Yuan Zheng later, I called you today because I have something to talk to you."

"Huh?" You Le looked up, saw Wen Hao put on the face of an old professor, immediately woke up, and sat obediently beside Yuan Zheng's bed.

Wen Hao saw that You Le was seated, so he sat down slowly with his hands on the table, his legs crossed together, as if he was sorting out his words, he was silent for a long time, the orange light of the setting sun shone on his face, and a soft expression appeared on his face. It's dignified.

"Big Brother." You Le was a little uneasy.Accustomed to Wen Hao's gentle and jade-like appearance on weekdays, this expression made him very uneasy.

"I... heard from the coach that your relationship with the coach of the sports school is a bit bad, and Yuan Zheng also occasionally mentioned that you also have conflicts with your teammates. Can you tell me why you think this happened?"

You Le bowed his head and remained silent, he didn't like to answer such questions, even Brother Xiaozheng didn't explain it in detail, let alone tell Wen Hao.

"Answer me, it's related to what I'm going to say next." Wen Hao frowned, with an unquestionable momentum in his tone.

You Le stared at Wen Hao for two seconds, and pursed his lips: "Coach Liu is not good at teaching. I have spoken back a few times, and my teammates have the same nostrils as the coach. Don't wait."

"You think so?"

"What else could it be?"

"Don't you don't like to listen to what I say next. From what I've seen in the past two days, you're too flamboyant."

"Zhang Yang?" You Le's eyes widened.

Wen Hao nodded solemnly, took a sip of the mineral water, and squinted and looked at it with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, giving him enough time to absorb and digest.

You Le thought for two seconds, stared at her eyes, and quickly realized: "Do you think I told them that the national team is not good?"

"It's not bad." Wen Hao said lightly, put the mineral water bottle on the table lightly, tapped his fingers, and repeatedly raised and lowered the movement, making You Le want to pounce on it and take a bite, "But the speed is not sure. Maybe you It’s good intentions, I want to tell my new friends everything I know, but this kind of excessive performance may distance you from everyone.”

"Then why don't I say it?" You Le frowned and asked again.

"It's too low-key and depressing, and it's not appropriate. Your grades are not bad, even if you suppress it, it's conspicuous. If you pass it, it's too fake."

You Le's mouth fell down: "What does that mean?"

"You want to be friends with them? Listening is also a form of communication."

You Le lowered his head and twisted the cap of the mineral water thoughtfully, then murmured, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"I don't know." Wen Hao shook his head, and tapped his fingers on the table to make a rhythm. With a little calmness, he turned his head and looked out the window, showing a shallow smile, "I'm not annoying, suddenly You must be very puzzled to call you over to talk about this, right?"

"You... isn't this for my own good?" You Le hesitated for a while, but in her heart, she really felt that Wen Hao was taking a little too far.

"Heh." Wen Hao chuckled, glanced at You Le, pointed to the notebook next to the pillow, and thoughtfully changed the subject, "Want to play?"

With a sullen face, You Le dragged the topic back with perseverance: "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"..." Wen Hao was holding his computer and notebook for a while. Hearing this, he turned to look at him and smiled, "I don't think so. If I found you annoying, I wouldn't say these things to you. I'm worried about you."

You Le bit her lower lip.

"I heard the coach talk about you. To be honest, I think it's rare that you didn't grow crooked in such an environment. You are still so cheerful and positive. I admire you very much. So I thought for a long time before deciding Let me tell you these things. At least... I want to be happy in the national team." Wen Hao hesitated in the last sentence, obviously understanding Luo Ming's twisted thoughts.Of course, it's just a twist, and the blame is not on You Le, so what he should worry about is not You Le.But the problem is that You Le is the coach's nephew and is also close to Yuan Zheng, so there is no way he can get away from this messy water.Luo Ming's popularity in the team is really good.

"Yeah." You Le responded in a low voice, glanced at the notebook Wen Hao handed over, and shook his head, "Where is the mood to play, I'm a little tired today, can I lie down for a while?"

"It's not my bed, just sleep casually." After finishing speaking, Wen Hao turned his wrist and glanced at his watch, "There is still half an hour for dinner, and I will call you when the time comes."

"Thank you." You Le rolled onto the bed limply, his legs dangling beside the bed dangled, and the slippers fell to the ground with a "crack" and stopped moving.

You Le was bored by Wen Hao's words, how could he sleep?Fingers picked over and over on the pillow towel, forcibly picking out a large piece of thread from Yuan Zheng's newly bought pillow towel.

These pitiful threads are like the truest portrayal of his heart, and those clues and memories are so messy that he can't help it!How old was he then?He can think of a fart!

So the irritable You Le pursed the corners of his mouth, his fingers twirled and twirled around the thread head, and pulled it down vigorously. When he came back to his senses, he saw the horrible pillow cover.

Wen Hao looked at the webpage silently, occasionally glanced at You Le, shook his head and smiled wryly.The pictures and texts on the computer screen rolled back and forth under the swipe of slender fingers, but Wen Hao didn't get half of the words into his head.

In fact, he also felt that he was being too strict. You Le was at the age of growing up, and no one was born perfect.It is not groundless to eat a sting and grow a wisdom. Some people have a smooth life, and they may still look like children at the age of 30. Some people have a lot of fate, but they took charge of the family early. Different experiences create different personalities, and naturally treat people and things differently.

You Le became famous when he was young, but his parents died. Without the guidance of his parents, he must have a slightly deviated style of behavior, not to mention being young and frivolous, publicity is his nature.Wen Hao didn't think it was wrong.It's just that he was a little worried about playing. This child has been rejected for too long, and he longed for friends too much, but he used the wrong method.At this time, if no one wakes him up again, maybe he will have a big fall and a bloody head.

Anticipating the future, Wen Hao seemed to be able to see the picture of the child crying in a corner where no one was around, and felt a little sour in his heart, and finally felt that what he said today was worth it!

Not to mention, You Le forced himself to recall, but he still remembered some messy pictures.At least at the beginning of the memory, Liu Hua treated him very well, he also had a bit of admiration for Liu Hua, and even had a happy time with his teammates...

and then?

When it was time for dinner, You Le turned over the pillow cover silently when he got up, and left as if nothing happened.

Goodbye to the teammates of the training team at night, he has restrained himself a lot, unless someone asks him, he will basically stop talking about the national team. Don't talk about yourself, but keep asking questions, grabbing things that the other party is interested in, and getting closer to each other.

For example: "Brother Feng, I remember you are from Shanghai, right? What's there to do in Shanghai? I'm afraid it's hotter than Beijing this season?"

Another example: "Longlong, your grades are really good, especially the backstroke, the speed is so fast! Hey, what's the trick?"

Another example: "Big S, didn't you ask what delicious snacks there are in Beijing last time? I'll take you there later, hehe, but it takes a lot of work. A glass of ice water is no problem, right? Hey, if you're embarrassed, a bowl of cold Cakes are also fine, um...it may take three bowls to be half full."

While joking around with his teammates, You Le glanced at Wen Hao, who was sitting not far away watching him, and when his eyes collided, he smiled softly.

You Le put his head down and let out a sigh of relief, he just felt so tired!It's completely burying one's nature!

But no matter what, the days of the training team passed so smoothly. In the last few days, when the final test was approaching, the team members exchanged phone numbers, and there were 47 more contacts in You Yue's mobile phone.

Strictly speaking, You Le's strategy of keeping a low profile is considered a success!

It's a pity that Jiangshan is easy to change and nature is difficult to change, and You Le is uncomfortable, so he starts to text Yuan Zheng madly, one dollar a piece, regardless of whether he returns or not, and complains for a while.

At the end of the day, Yuan Zheng sent him a text message, [I won the first place in the 200-meter butterfly, and the Three Kingdoms competition was easier than expected. 】 Nima!This is showing off!It sure is showing off!

You Le wiped his silver Nokia on the bed sheet, as if rubbing Yuan Zheng to vent his anger, but as soon as he took the phone back, he found that he had neither jealousy nor hatred, only envy.

Some people, why do they speak and act so calmly?Even if you want to pick a thorn, you can't pick it out!

Hmm... Even the length of the hands is different from his.

The nose is really itchy.

Scratch.

In mid-October, the temperature in Beijing plummeted, and the autumn cold came as expected. There were more and more withered yellow leaves on the ground. Pedestrians on the street were wearing clothes. The north wind was blowing, bringing the breath of winter.

In the swimming pool of the Training Bureau of the General Administration of Sport of China, located in Chongwen District, Beijing, internal competitions are in full swing.Compared with the sports school team competition that You Le participated in earlier, the level of this competition has improved a lot.

In fact, not all the team members who came to participate in the training camp this time had the same purpose. After all, the level of each province and city is different. Standing here with one point of luck and nine points of insight.

In order to be able to select the real seedlings, the coaching staff of the national team established a point system during this period. Every training is scored on weekdays, and quizzes come every three days. In this kind of competition, it is good. The seedlings were then screened out.

Undoubtedly, the name of Amusement is among them.

The internal competition can be said to be carried out every day, and everyone is used to it. Watching the teammates swim desperately forward in the water, a group of men and women wearing thin cloth sheets are crowded together shoulder to shoulder, and you say what you say. Chatting, the atmosphere can be said to be harmonious.

You Le has already finished a 400-meter freestyle timed swim, and was panting for breath while wiping the water droplets on his face. Brother Feng, who was in the same group as him, rubbed against his side, put his arm against his arm, and asked in a low voice: "I found something, The entry angles of each team are different, so it’s not possible to say that they are not stable? And those who like to enter the water at a small angle are all strong teams, Ji Xiangming and you like to do that the most.”

With a "click", You Le's pupils shrank, and he heard a low and inaudible unlocking sound in a trance, and a memory just popped into his mind.