disliked, humble love

There was no movement on the phone, Zhang Hailiang was silent

"I just found out about the summer vacation of the third year of high school. My parents are gone." Zhu Jie continued, "Didn't he tell you?"

"Give the phone to Sixteen." Zhang Hailiang said directly.

Xue Ye is stuffing the third piece, struggling.Suddenly the chocolate disappeared in the air and was confiscated by Brother Jie, and there was an extra mobile phone next to his ear.

"Your senior brother." Zhu Jie said.

"Brother? Which one?" Xue Ye took it over, with Bai Qiao melting at the corner of his mouth, "Hello?"

"Why didn't you tell me what happened to your family?" Zhang Hailiang came up and asked, no matter how much he couldn't bear to blame, he had to blame, "What happened?"

Xue Ye rolled his tongue and licked the caramel sticking to his upper teeth. It seemed that Brother Jie and his senior brother had sued him.There are thousands of words in my heart, but I move my mouth and say something else.

"Brother, I want to play a game."

A lesson planned by Zhang Hailiang was beaten back to the stomach and digested by himself.This is his youngest junior, the most talented, but he hasn't even participated in a major competition.

Watching others play eagerly, Shiliu has been envious for so many years.

"Tomorrow I will arrange the team members, and I will ask for leave the day after tomorrow to go to your school." Zhang Hailiang said that as a coach, he should not be emotional and put personal feelings before collective responsibility.But because of the connection of the same family, almost blood relationship, he wanted to make this mistake.Parents are gone, these useless seniors are family members, and they have to escort him.

"Yeah." Xue Ye nodded, "But, if you really can't make it, I..."

"These are not things you need to worry about. Take care of your injuries." Zhang Hailiang tried to put a smile on his voice, "I'll bring you a team uniform back home."

"Really!" Xue Ye's eyes lit up, and his heart warmed up, "Is it my number? I have grown a lot taller now, almost 1 meters. I have to wear Fu Ziang's number."

Zhang Hailiang is surrounded by players, and no one has ever heard the coach use such an intimate tone, as if coaxing a child. "Knowing that you have grown up, you can't be wrong."

After hanging up the phone, Xue Ye turned back into a high-spirited and proud young man: "Brother Jie, senior brother said he wanted to give me a team uniform, for the provincial team, am I awesome?"

It was a dream to enter the provincial team, but now the dream is shattered, and I have missed the best age. It is also good to have a team uniform as a souvenir.

"Awesome." Zhu Jie had a sore chest. Unlike Xue Ye, he was a sports student.Xue Ye is a child of a sports school. He became a young athlete at the age of 12. He has been honing for ten years only for the peak moment. He dreams of becoming an athlete.

Xue Ye must be sent back.

The next afternoon, Zhang Hailiang was on time and went directly to the track and field to find his junior.As soon as he showed up, he was surrounded by students. Out of his job as a coach, Zhang Hailiang instructed them on the essentials of movements one by one.

It was a rare opportunity for a famous teacher to give one-on-one guidance. There was a long queue in front of the bunker, and Sun Jian was also in the queue.His grades were embarrassing, he almost rushed to the first year of junior high school, and he was the younger brother of the chairman of the student union, so he was more or less laughed at by others.

After 3 attempts to jump, he was still a few centimeters short, but Zhang Hailiang took him aside. "Who taught you how to take off?"

"I figured it out myself..." Sun Jian hesitated.

"Wu Wushi, Xue Ye taught it?" Zhang Hailiang's eyes were very poisonous, "You need to practice more jumping and breathing, and find your own suitable method. Now Luo Lao's practice is rare. It's not that you are not allowed to practice. It's good. The method, as a coach, I hope that everyone will know it, and it is not a martial arts secret book, so I have to hide it. It is because I am afraid that you will not be able to practice the results, and the basic skills of more than ten years will be shaken."

Sun Jian nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, the male god said the same."

"Male god?" Zhang Hailiang couldn't understand.How did the junior brother become a god?

"Yes, my male god, I am his fanboy." Sun Jian continued, "The male god is not willing to teach me, but he is also afraid that I will mess up my training... Coach Zhang, do you think I can still rush? "

"You, the bottleneck period, let's work on it." Zhang Hailiang's words are like a reassurance, "Kong Yu is also in the bottleneck period, and the bottleneck period shows that he is making progress and strives to break through."

"Well, I must practice hard, and I also want to be successful." Sun Jian looked at Xue Ye who was stretching aside, "Coach Zhang, my male god has also had a bottleneck period, right?"

"He." Zhang Hailiang smiled, with 100% pride in his smile, "Sixteen has never encountered a bottleneck in technology, and his body coordination is strong. He only has a plateau in physical fitness, and he can go up as long as he wants."

"Tsk tsk, Tianxiu's operation." Sun Jian shook his head, for the sake of the horse shepherd, he could only make up for his weakness with hard work.

After instructing the college students, Huang Jun still hasn't appeared.This is the face between the coaches, who begs who, who waits.

Zhang Hailiang is not in a hurry.

"This is the team uniform from the last round. I don't need it now. I brought you a new one." Zhang Hailiang pulled a small suitcase and laid it out next to the bunker, "These are the long jump shoes Zi Ang gave you. It is said that the materials have made breakthroughs, the grip is stronger, and the shoe size may not be correct. He and Yan Feng are now fully enclosed training."

"Thank you, brother!" Xue Ye reached out and took it like a child waiting for a gift, "It's Fu Ziang who understands me."

"He's wearing 44 now." Zhu Jie said in a muffled voice, "Fu Ziang doesn't understand Xue Ye, these shoes are too small."

"44's?" Zhang Hailiang held a pair of size 42, "The feet grow so fast? Then I'll take this pair back for you to change. This is what Yan Feng insisted on asking me to bring. The hoisin sauce made by his mother. The team Diet is strictly controlled, he only has one can, and he is not willing to eat it. The rest of the mess is stuffed by them, and they stuff whatever they see, and say that they will wait for someone from the team to give you a make-up birthday."

Yan Feng's mother's hoisin sauce?Xue Ye took it over and smelt it. It smelled so familiar: "This is good. You didn't give me a spoonful before."

"You can't eat spicy food." Zhu Jie said again, the glass bottle was full of bright red, "Yan Feng doesn't understand you either."

Zhang Hailiang secretly stuffed cash into the pocket of his team uniform: "It's not spicy. I used to steal this current meal before sixteen."

"I didn't steal it, I just tasted it." Xue Ye unscrewed the glass jar, licked the outer edge of the jar, "Brother Jie, you should try it too."

"I won't taste it, I won't eat your brother's mother's sauce." Zhu Jie turned his face away. Fortunately, the rest of the brothers went abroad, changed careers, and retired. If they come together, they will all be men.

Huang Jun appeared after a while: "I'm sorry, Lao Zhang, something happened in the yard."

"Don't be old Zhang, I'm still in my prime." Zhang Hailiang is a sensible person. Huang Jun is not in the reception of the Sports Office, and he probably doesn't want to raise his hand. "I won't make circles with you. I'm here because of Xue Ye."

Xue Ye lowered his head behind, but listened carefully.Like elementary school students holding a parent-teacher meeting.

"I know, otherwise no one can please you." Huang Jun smiled on his face, "But let's discuss the matter, your junior brother is really difficult to deal with, I will bear the thunder."

"His suspension period has passed, so why not give him a chance?" Zhang Hailiang went straight to the point, "If the school leaders have any opinions, I will discuss them in person."

Huang Jun didn't go around in circles: "The school leaders don't have time to control these things. The approval of the competition places is in my hands. But this matter is really difficult to handle. Once it is found out, the first body will use one... so what's the matter?" Athletes, the impact is not good."

Zhang Hailiang agrees with this.If an athlete has a problem, others will think about whether other athletes also have problems.Thinking about it further, will it be a problem with the coach or the attitude of the school?

"In international competitions, as long as athletes pass the suspension period, they can still participate. I don't think our first sports competition will be unreasonable?" Zhang Hailiang is not completely sure, "One problem does not mean that the athlete's entire competition career is terminated. If you have concerns, I am willing to write a guarantee in my own name that Xue Ye will never make mistakes again."

"It's not Xue Ye's fault." Zhu Jie said coldly.

"Some mistakes can be made, and some mistakes can't be made in this life." Huang Jun is firm, "If you want to get grades, you can push your physical upper limit, and you can change your training methods. Your junior brother chose a wrong path. Why didn't you bother?" Keep an eye on him?"

Zhu Jie stared at Huang Jun, wanting to put the can of mother's sauce on the girl.

"Give him a chance. He's too young to kill him with a single blow." Zhang Hailiang argued.Zhu Jie heard that there was little hope.

Presumably Zhang Hailiang's mood was as manic and helpless as himself, but he couldn't explain it.

Many sports students who were training began to move closer to this side, listening to what the two coaches were arguing about.

"Fuck off, whoever comes here will add another 5000 meters, let's eat meat at noon!" Huang Jun scolded them away, saving Xue Ye's last bit of face, "Old Zhang, it's not that I'm hard-hearted, Xue Ye is very capable. I can't wait for him to enter the first team. But I can't bear this bad record of wrong steps."

"Can't afford it? I'd like to see who is so big." A baritone voice resonated with his chest.Xue Ye raised his head in a daze, and what he heard seemed to be true.

A man stood at the entrance of the track and field, half head of gray hair, upright face without anger and prestige, wearing long-sleeved sportswear, not even a down jacket.

Xue Ye rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again.

Coach Jiang Chuan, your own coach is here.I am not a child without a coach.

Zhang Hailiang squeezed his sweat and suddenly relaxed.He and Xue Ye are from the same school, but not the same coach. Jiang Chuan is 65 years old this year, and he has led the sports school for many years.

Huang Jun seemed to be dumb, his mouth changed several shapes, and he stammered and shouted: "Damn, why are you here, coach?"

Hold?Xue Ye turned around slowly, and saw the senior brother smiling with determination.Also shocked was Zhu Jie, no wonder Zhang Hailiang didn't care about Huang Jun's attitude, he didn't want to talk to Huang Jun at all, he just came to give Xue Ye a gift for the Spring Festival.

The real talker will come later.

Huang Jun's state clearly shows that he and Xue Ye are the same coach.For athletes, the coach is the one who can really manage them, more than the parents.No matter how tough the athletes are, they dare not toss in front of the coach.

Parents spend resources to find famous teachers for their children. A well-known coach is equal to paving the way for children invisibly, and they are all contacts.Zhu Jie's grandfather's family is engaged in medicine, and his grandfather's family is full of people in the sports circle, so he has seen and heard too much.

"I'll take a look at the students, and I'll take a look at you by the way." Jiang Chuan ordered Huang Jun to be sent back to 20 years ago, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm getting more and more capable! It's really unambiguous to scold the students."

"You misunderstood me." Huang Jun was miserable but did not dare to refute, "Why are you here?"

"The legs are on my body, why can't I come?" Jiang Chuan slapped Huang Jun's coach hat crookedly, which is a kind of identity confirmation and a kind of intimacy.

It shows that Huang Jun is his favorite student.Fighting is kissing and scolding is love, it is true in the sports circle.Martial arts is even worse, only when the teacher scolds, is the time when the master really starts to teach the apprentice housekeeping skills.

The students running in circles avoided this right and wrong place one after another.Damn, Huang Shiren was beaten up, and this grandson also has today.

"I can come, I will pick you up when you come." Huang Jun straightened his hat, "I have grown up in recent years, and my temper has calmed down a lot."

"Restraint? From your first year of junior high school to your first year of freshman year, I didn't feel that your temper has grown!" Jiang Chuan reprimanded. 20 years ago, Xiao Huang was sent to the sports university by himself. "Now I am the head coach of track and field. Did you forget that you were a primary school student back then?"

"No, you always misunderstood me. I'm not young this year." Huang Jun hurriedly reported his results, "Coach, last year the team I led went to the league and won 6 gold medals. Don't you praise me?"

"What do I praise you for? I praise you for embarrassing a child?" Jiang Chuan looked towards Zhang Hailiang, the end of his eyes twitched a few times, "You've grown so tall."

Xue Ye still didn't dare to go forward, just as he wanted to recognize his seniors.From the first grade to the third grade, Jiang Chuan was his only coach.

It never occurred to me that the senior brother worked hard to move Coach Jiang here.

"In the past." Zhu Jie gently pushed again.

Xue Ye refused to move.

"Xue Ye." Zhu Jie named him.

Xue Ye shuddered, and took a step slowly. After taking the first step, he took the second step. At the age of 5 and a half, he practiced crotch pressing, and his mentor had strict requirements. Xue Ye shivered from the pain while crying with Fu Ziang, and the two cried until they hiccupped.It was Jiang Chuan who hugged himself and quarreled with his mentor, took them for a walk, pointed to Zhang Hailiang, a first-level athlete who had just jumped out of fame, and said, don't be afraid of pain, that is you in the future.

The first person to open a small stove for himself.

"Hello, Coach Jiang." Xue Ye finally walked in front of him, with the same expression as Huang Jun, wanting the coach to pay attention to him, and a little scared.

Then, Huang Jun saw the unsmiling coach Jiang's hand, the hand that tilted his hat just now, gently covering Xue Ye's head.

"Stupid child." Jiang Chuan patted Xue Ye's head, and then took out a plastic bag from his arms, which contained a white disposable lunch box, "Shrimp fried, your favorite food when you were young, hurry up, while it's hot."

Huang Jun looked at it, hey, stop cooking, today's scolding is impossible for him to run away.

The author has something to say:

Zhu Jie: Today, I am still not the only man behind Xiaoye, but none of you know him as well as I do.

Sun Jian: The male god said that he never cried when he pressed his legs, so he lied to me!