Swimmer of Rebirth

Because of the rest and changing clothes after the game, Liu Yang had no chance to see the 100-meter backstroke final of the men's group A. When he calmed down and watched it again, the competition had already progressed to the 100-meter backstroke of the women's group A.

Seeing the backstroke, Liu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Li Yipeng reflexively.

With a small face, slightly dark skin, and a pair of black and white eyes shining with excitement, he focused on watching the game in the pool without taking his eyes off it.

Looking at this small face, a faint bitterness spread from his heart in an instant, and Liu Yang couldn't help but sigh.

After this competition, Liu Yang once again understood how cruel the life of an athlete is. After several years of training and just a few minutes of hard work, the fittest survive and the inferior are eliminated.

Liu Yang thought, if there were no special circumstances, Li Yipeng's swimming career would be over soon, and he was not suitable for this kind of food. Presumably the coaches also thought so, if he is not outstanding and has no results, he will be forced to stay in the end. But it is delaying the growth of the child.

12 years old is a very suitable age to let him go. Go back and find a good middle school to continue studying and live an ordinary life, making this sports career a precious page in his life.

Everyone has their own way to go. If you think this way is right, then try your best to go on. If you can't bear the process, or choose the wrong route and change it, as long as the person concerned can bear it Live, others can bestow only sincere blessings.

A certain kind of emotion called the sadness of the death of the rabbit and the fox swept Liu Yang's excited brain, and his whole body suddenly became numb.

Ye Shuwen's match was 40 minutes later. When he entered the field, Wang Yaxin stood up and waved vigorously. Ye Shuwen grinned from a distance and raised his fist.

At the same moment, Liu Yang also raised his right hand, looked at him from a distance, and clenched it tightly.

Silent words passed between them.

Come on!

Looking from the stands, Liu Yang couldn't judge whether Ye Shuwen was nervous or not. At least his warm-up movements were orderly, and he was full of confidence when he called his name and stood up.

After the starter's gun fired, the moment Ye Shuwen jumped into the water, Liu Yang straightened his back nervously, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and kept his eyes fixed on Ye Shuwen without blinking.

Yao Ye looked at him with his arms folded, and smiled with one corner of his mouth curled up.

For a long time, Liu Yang has been fond of butterfly strokes, a spiritual way of moving forward, like flying in the water, and also like seeing dolphins surrounding the boat, the beauty of moving forward in waves like waves.

The wonderful sense of rhythm presented by Ye Shuwen's small body almost made him admire from the bottom of his heart.

The competition in the 100-meter butterfly is very fierce. Among the 8 athletes, 4 of them can hardly tell the front and rear in the first 50 meters. They may lead by four in the first few seconds, and may lead by five in the next few seconds. Ye Shuwen lived up to expectations. Follow the queue of the first group all the way, and even lead the tour in the first place for a short time.

Liu Yang looked nervous, wishing he could run after Ye Shuwen so as to confirm his exact ranking.

Roll and turn, the last 50 meters!

The players in the fourth lane stood out and led the way.

Followed by runners in the sixth lane.

The contestants in the fifth track and Ye Shuwen in the seventh track couldn't tell the front and back with the naked eye, and they were so dead-on all the way that it made people want to go down and push.

Tens of seconds passed almost instantly.

No.1, the four players hit the shore.

Followed by the players in the sixth lane.

Everyone held their breath and speculated who the third runner-up would be.

With extremely similar speeds, judging by the naked eye, Ye Shuwen and his opponent almost hit the shore at the same time.

Yao Ye patted Liu Yang on the back and smiled, "If you're nervous, go down and take a look. It's good to know the result as soon as possible."

"Oh." Liu Yang replied, pulled Wang Yaxin and Li Yipeng and rushed down.

Yao Ye watched Liu Yang's back and sat for a few seconds, then got up too.

In the locker room, Liu Yang and the others really saw Ye Shuwen. They thought the kid would be nervously sitting on a chair waiting for news, but how did they know that he had already changed his clothes and was slowly packing away his swimming gear when they met.

Wang Yaxin rushed up when he saw the person, and asked out of breath, "How is it? How are your grades?"

Ye Shuwen glanced at him and grinned.

Wang Yaxin stared and howled, "No.3?"

Ye Shuwen shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yaxin was suddenly confused.

"Didn't you dare to watch it?" Liu Yang answered with deep understanding. He was in the same state as Ye Shuwen now when the 100-meter self-competition was over. He changed his clothes and packed his swimming equipment slowly, but he was always nervous and didn't dare to ask about the results.

Ye Shuwen's face froze and he stopped talking.

Liu Yang shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Do you want my brother to help you check your grades?"

"No!" Ye Shuwen answered quickly, his dark face was stained a little crimson, his eyes swept around, and he said embarrassedly, "I'll go by myself."

"Then go." Wang Yaxin pushed him and pushed him out of the locker room.

Due to the limited development of science and technology in China in the 90s, the results of athletes participating in competitions such as the Youth Games could not use electronic technology to obtain absolutely accurate values. The instant results are recorded in the notebook and handed over to the referee seat in the middle of the swimming pool, and then several referees will intercept the middle value as the exact number, and finally the order of the competition results can be listed.

After Liu Yang followed Ye Shuwen into the swimming pool, he brushed aside and went to the referee's seat.

From a distance, everyone saw Yao Ye and Luo Xinhua sitting together, discussing with a list in their hands.

Liu Yang glanced at Ye Shuwen, the child's face was frozen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yao Ye saw their hippie smiling faces beckoning from a distance, with relaxed expressions.

Seeing his expression, several people looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he arrived in front of him, Yao Ye handed the list directly to Ye Shuwen's hand, and several little heads came together immediately.

Huang Hui Guangdong team 1'04'78

Liu Lanqiang Guangxi representative team 1'06'36

Ye Shuwen Sichuan team 1'08'95

Chen Xiaolong Guangdong team 1'09'26

……

The little hands pinching the paper trembled slightly, and the smooth and flat paper was vigorously squeezed into several wrinkles, illuminated by the lights above the head, forming countless paths with sharp contrasts of light and dark.

Ye Shuwen raised his head, speechless.

The eye circles gradually turned red.

Liu Yang looked at him, and an unspeakable sourness rushed to his nose instantly, happy for him, happy for himself, happy for the non-stop training in the past, happy for the youth swayed in sweat in the past.

One match, one verification.

Go hard and get rewarded.

It seems to have finally been proved on the road of constant struggle in persistence and questioning.

This sense of reality hit his chest, like a sledgehammer hitting there, hard, with pain, Liu Yang suddenly woke up like a dream, and truly felt the joy of his victory.

Liu Yang always thought he was very mature. He has lived for 32 years. He has experienced things that most ordinary people can experience. He went to college, met beautiful women, fell in love with the Internet, went to work lazily during the day, and went clubbing in high spirits at night. Was in love, then broke up, he had a serious job, then got fired, he really, really thought he could take control of this reborn tiny 12-year-old body, let himself move forward in sweat, will be full of His passion turned into motivation, he kept pushing himself, hoping to set foot on the real dream country in this unique life.

But he still overestimated his own sensibility. When Ye Shuwen's face crying with joy came into his eyes, his vision was also hazy.

It turns out...the moment of reaping the fruits after hard work is so intoxicating and intoxicating.

Of course, Liu Yang, as a pseudo-prince, did not exaggerate to the point of crying with Ye Shuwen in his arms, but his eye sockets were hot and his eyesight was hazy, but Ye Shuwen, as a real gentleman, even limited his tears to his eye sockets. Liu Yang couldn't help but look sideways in admiration.

Luo Xinhua seemed very satisfied with Liu Yang and his team's competition, the tense lines on his face were soft, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

As for Yao Ye, he was smiling all the time, his smile was hearty, his eyes kept shifting among the children, and finally settled on Liu Yang's reddish eye circles.

The black and white transparent eyes in the past were dyed a light pink color, and the liquid on the eye mask was reflected more translucently. Seeing him like this, the sour feeling that can only be tasted after he won the medal came up inexplicably.

Yao Ye was amazed at his feeling of a heart-to-heart feeling at the moment. Looking at this child, he seemed to be able to feel the other person's thoughts at the moment, and then his heart was also drawn, crying and laughing with him.

Before he knew it, he found that their bond seemed to be getting deeper and deeper, as if there was an invisible thread pulling them together, and the fear of leaving instantly swept through his body, making him shiver all over.

In addition, this chill intensifies the sense of fear in his heart, and something that scares him seems to be breaking out of the cocoon...

He stood up abruptly and looked around the entire swimming pool. The huge empty and enclosed space, the sound of athletes breaking through the water, and the sound of cheering in the audience all made him feel infinitely irritable, as if a hammer was hammering in his heart. Ah knock...

Looking around, he finally landed on Liu Yang's face, the small, slightly dark heart-shaped face, and those energetic eyes.

He looked away, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was dark and deep.

He said to Luo Xinhua beside him, "I'm going out for a walk."

Liu Yang looked at Yao Ye's back curiously, then continued to celebrate the victory with the three dogs in the dormitory.

Luo Xinhua began to hook the finger holding the cigarette.

Liu Yang immediately leaned forward, and just as he stood firm, a big hand pressed hard on the top of his head.

Liu Yang covered his head in astonishment and looked up, seeing Luo Xinhua's eyes full of smiles, but said sharply: "You little bastards, where are you going to go back to? Is this the place where you are messing around?"

Liu Yang blinked, grinned, wiped his sleeves and bowed back.

This day's competition lasted for a long time, and it didn't end until after 8 o'clock in the evening. The players Liu Yang and Ye Shuwen took a car back to the guest house to rest at noon. In the afternoon, Liu Yang knocked on Yao Ye's door. No one was there. I searched for it once but couldn't find it. I wanted to ask Coach Luo, but felt awkward, so I just forgot about it.

The awards ceremony and closing ceremony took place the next day.

Liu Yang couldn't tell how excited he was when he came to the stage to receive the award, but as soon as he saw the tall and smiling Wei Wen standing next to him, he felt envy and jealousy in his chest.

When the awards came down, Wei Wen stuck to Liu Yang and asked him, "Go back to Sichuan directly after the competition?"

"En." Liu Yang replied absent-mindedly, and began to look for Yao Ye in the crowd. He always felt that the people he could see with just looking up in the past suddenly disappeared, and his heart was fluttering and uncomfortable.

Wei Wen pursed his lips, "Your coach is too rude, it's rare that you don't let you go out to play after running so far."

"There are so many people, it's troublesome for dozens of people to go out at once." Liu Yang replied casually.

Wei Wen sighed, "Coach Fu also used this as an excuse to block me, saying that the National Championships will be held in a few days, and he will bring everyone back to the training camp."

"National Championships?" Liu Yang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his eyes back to Wei Wen, "What month?"

"September, it's only been two months, I'm in a hurry, you say, my current age and grades are not qualified to participate at all, why do you have to drag me back." Wei Wen said full of resentment.

"Then..." Liu Yang swallowed, "The coach wants to go back with you?"

"Coach?" Wei Wen thought for a while, "Oh, are you talking about Master Yao? Nonsense, how can he qualify for the Asian Games if he doesn't participate in the National Championships, hey, no way, you can't bear him?"

Liu Yang's face tensed up, "I can't bear him, he was going to leave, he is a member of the national team, he is the favorite to win gold in the Asian Games, why should he stay, go out to compete and win a medal, right?" What every athlete wants. Besides, I am reluctant to let him stay?" Liu Yang felt uncomfortable while talking, and finally raised his voice unconsciously.

Wei Wen stared at him with wide eyes.

Liu Yang coughed, and said in a low voice: "You have to work hard, who said you can't participate in the National Championships, and there is no age limit, go to the competition."

"Come on, this is self-inflicted humiliation. It's better not to do things that hurt self-confidence." After finishing speaking, Wei Wen cut out and stopped talking.

His fluttering heart had already sunk to the bottom, and a stuffy feeling stuck in his chest. Liu Yang raised his eyes and looked around again, but he still didn't see anyone, and his whole body suddenly became numb.

He didn't know why he was bored, he knew that Yao Ye was going to leave, he had already prepared himself psychologically, and he thought that when he separated, he would hit Yao Ye's chest hard. Threatening him to kill him if he doesn't win the gold medal in the Asian Games, and he even thought about Yao Ye's reaction, the man must be clutching his chest and screaming for pain, and he came over with sad eyes and said, It hurts so much, you punched the runner-up champion into internal injuries, don't blame me if you can't get the badge.

But now...

It seems that there is no chance to even swing a fist.