The students were still in class, so I walked around the grove and along the cobblestone path toward the Sanda training room in the south of the playground. I vaguely heard the shouts of the juniors and the clanging of equipment coming from inside.
Beautiful piano music echoed in the school, and then the whole campus became excited. I turned around and looked at the teaching building. There were many students standing there, just like me before, waiting for the end of get out of class, and then standing in the corridor to watch. I looked at the girl downstairs and whistled at the beauty with other male classmates. Although I often received cold looks and ridicule, I felt very comfortable. It was an indispensable pleasure in life.
I sneered to myself and continued to walk that way. The team members' training seemed very passionate, the shouts were very powerful, and the leather sandbags were being hit with a snapping sound.
I walked to the window of the training room and looked inside. There were not many team members inside. I counted only nine of them. When I left the school, there were at least more than 20 juniors and junior girls practicing gymnastics.
, could it be possible that they all gave up?
Watching a team member finish boxing, quickly do two back handsprings, and then land with a straight 360-degree rotation. The movements are coherent and high. It seems that the current juniors have made great progress in just a few months.
It's not small.
I looked at everyone carefully and found that they were all very familiar. There were only two people who could give their names. They were our two juniors in the next class. One was Gao Jie who did the somersault just now, and the other was doing the butterfly dance.
He Jian was training his chest muscles. Looking at the sweat on their faces, he could see that the muscles on their bodies were much stronger than before.
I looked at a large poster hanging on the south wall of the training room. In fact, it was a picture of a mid-air back spin kick taken by my coach during the game when I won the championship in the J City High School League.
An enlarged photo of the opponent hitting the opponent on the chin.
In fact, to be honest, I still think that I was not very good at that time. In that game, my opponent was either too weak or out of shape. Compared with myself now, I was simply several levels behind. At that time,
I was quite happy and shouted "I'm awesome!"
I really wanted to go in and tear up the photo. I sighed and looked at the entire training room again. It had only been four months. It was very warm and familiar.
I put my hands in my trouser pockets, lowered my head and sighed, trying to turn around and leave. When I turned around, I almost bumped into someone. "Coach?" I shouted nervously.
The coach is still wearing Li Ning's black sportswear, including the shoes. The coach's Chinese character face has a lot of wrinkles, his hair is still jet black, and the beard on his chin is still the same as before.
He's shaved off and doesn't grow any hair. He's still the same bad old man I'm familiar with. It's just that this class of students has given him a lot of trouble.
The coach looked at me with a smile, pointed to the training room and said to me: "Let's go in and practice!"
I was surprised. When we met suddenly, the coach spoke in a calm tone as usual, as if he had known I would come back. I thought he would look at me excitedly and said happily: "Oh, I
The apprentice is back?" But the result was just my fantasy.
The coach smiled and walked towards the door of the training room. I was stunned for a moment and followed him. When I walked into the training room, the juniors had stopped training. Gao Jie and He Jian were lying on the mat chatting.
What? The two of them laughed. You punch me and I kick you.
The coach coughed, pointed at the two of them and cursed: "You naughty kid, what are you doing lying there? Are you gay? Don't you know how long it will take?"
Gao Jie, He Jian, and other juniors heard the coach's roar and did not dare to look at him. Everyone quickly got into the training task.
"It's really fast, much faster than what I was doing back then!" I exclaimed.
The coach sneered twice, turned around and looked at me up and down, feeling a little uncomfortable looking at me. I looked at myself and asked the coach with a smile, "Coach, what's wrong?"
"Haha! Good boy, are you hiding it from me? I know it all, and I've seen it too!" The coach said, frowning and thinking for a while, "You left the school in July, and you have been here for more than four years now.
It’s been a month, and with my current results, I can definitely participate in national Sanda competitions. Have you ever thought about this?”
"Nationwide?" I looked at him in surprise.
The coach nodded with a smile, then walked to the bench and sat down, took out a cigarette and handed it to me, "Actually, I expected you to come back. I also know that your kid is in J City.
Some things, from finding a job to competing in the Sanda Club in City J, have you made great progress?"
"Yeah! Brother Tie Shou told you! I knew it was him as soon as I guessed it!" I said with a smile.
Although he knew the coach, the old man shook his head, "I watched the TV first. I saw Tie Shou, and I saw you, and I even saw your senior brother Wang Tianqiang. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night!" The coach took it.
He took out the lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.
I became nervous, "Coach, Brother Qiang is back too..."
"Come back as soon as you come back. Living outside is not an option. You have grown up and it's time to work hard on your own! Unlike me, I can only make a living by being a coach in this life!" the coach said, touching his chin and turning his head.
He said to me: "The match between you and Zhang Yue has always worried me. Why did you go out to school? Why didn't you study well? I really can't figure out what your generation is pretending to be here!" The coach stretched out his hand.
He pointed at his head and said.
I didn’t know what to say. I sat with the coach and watched these juniors training actively. The training methods were basically the same old ones, pimping and weight-bearing exercises. I looked at the time and saw that it was already two o’clock. I couldn’t figure it out.
After a while, I asked the coach to go out for a meal and drink two bottles. Just as he was about to say something, the coach stood up, clapped his hands, pointed at the group of juniors and said: "Okay! Stop practicing. If you practice again, you will still be like this bear.
No results at all! Come here, come to me!"
"Brother? Why are you here?" Gao Jie threw away his gloves and ran towards me. He Jian saw me and followed me with a smile. He was still so shy.
I stood up and looked at them, "Not bad, I can see that you have all improved a lot. If you practice hard, you will definitely succeed!"
Gao Jie reached out and touched his nose and said sheepishly: "Brother, no matter how hard we practice, we can't surpass you. We have all watched your games and discussed them. Your progress in the past four months can be said to be great.
It’s faster than what we’ve been practicing for the past year. The coach has been making excuses for you all day long, saying that we are all eggplants beaten by frost and bear bears!”
"Hey! Am I wrong? You naughty kid, are you saying this to me in front of your senior brother? Okay, go ahead, each person will do two hundred push-ups, and it will end when they are done!"
The coach's expression didn't look like he was serious, but Gao Jie and He Jian still believed it, curled their lips, rolled their eyes at the coach, then turned around and started doing it head to head.
I took a step closer to the coach and asked him in a low voice, "Coach, are you serious? You have almost finished training. If you practice like this, your muscles will be tired."
The coach sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed at the two of them, "They can't do it without training. They are these naughty kids who are always lazy when I'm not around!" Then the coach pointed at the other team members and shouted: "Why are you standing there?
Two hundred push-ups, when will it be done, when will it end? Let me tell you, there is an undercover agent among you. Be careful. Who dares to be lazy? Don’t let me catch you. If you catch me, get out of here. There is no need for it here.
People with courage and hard work! You know?”
"I know!" one of the team members whispered back.
The coach suddenly asked loudly again: "I asked you, do you know?"
"I know!!" This time they shouted loudly in unison.
Watching them doing push-ups with all their strength, I suddenly had a thought, could it be that the others were fired by the coach? Or did they run away because they couldn't bear the intensity of training?
As if he understood my thoughts very well, the coach took a puff of cigarette and said: "Look at the people nowadays, those kids who want to practice Sanda but are not willing to endure hardship, I let them go. They are all useless. Here
It’s not a hobby club, this is a school, and schools have school rules, and I’ve made a new set of rules now.”
"What rules?" I asked curiously.
The coach paused and said, "It's very simple. Just one sentence, 'If you are afraid of getting tired, please leave.' That's the sentence that drove away several students."
I nodded, the reality is like this, people who can't adapt to this society will be eliminated sooner or later. For us, the purpose of Sanda is to pass the exam, and to have food to eat in the future, and some even rely on ourselves.
The ability has created its own territory. If you can't stand even this little tiredness, what else can you do?
The coach stood up and waved to them, "Okay, don't do anything else, relax, put on your clothes and follow me out to greet your senior brother!"
"Great! Let's go right away, brothers, hurry up! Coach is treating me!" Gao Jie jumped up from the ground excitedly, walked up to me with his clothes and said, "Brother, wait a moment, we'll be there soon
!”
The coach went up and kicked Gao Jie on the butt, "Naughty kid, when it comes to eating, you are more enthusiastic than anyone else! Can you learn from He Jian and be more steady?"
Gao Jie ran towards the locker room with a playful smile, and He Jian walked over with a chuckle. The two people's personalities formed an obvious contrast, but sometimes they looked similar. The coach sighed and smiled bitterly:
"This year, all my hopes are placed on the two of them. Thanks to Zhang Yue, you were able to study as an undergraduate in that class. If there is no Zhang Yue in this class, the school leaders will cancel the Sanda program."
"Cancel? Then you..." I did not continue.
The coach touched his chin and sighed: "But I am still confident. He Jian still needs to improve, but his results are good! I am very relieved about this, but what I am worried about is his character, which should explode."
This is his weakness when he cannot fully explode! In the last friendly match with Experiment No. 8 Middle School, because he did not try his best to give the opponent a punch at the critical moment, he was hit in the face by the opponent instead! "