() A box of frozen water a day is nothing, it only costs a few hundred yuan a month, so the investment is not much.
The competition equipment is very different. Twenty sets of fencing competition uniforms, plus competition swords and protective masks, cost tens of thousands of yuan.
Lu Yang, this cousin, spent a lot of money, but the requirements are so low, it's almost like giving it away for nothing.
Gong Nanyong felt a little bad at this time, and said solemnly: "Xiao Wei, fencing competition equipment is not cheap. Tens of thousands of dollars is not a small thing, you have to think about it."
In front of him, Xiao Wei looked very ordinary in his clothes. Gong Nanyong thought that even if he was doing business, money would not be easy to come by, so he enthusiastically reminded him that he was Lu Yang's relative after all.
Recently, Gong Nanyong has become more and more appreciative of this kid. Although the team has not yet started formal technical training, he has not made obvious progress in basic training of various footwork. He has a completely professional posture.
Gong Nanyong also asked in private, but Lu Yang just smiled and said that he had practiced before. Thinking about it, this is the only way to explain it.
Gong Nanyong has even been lazy these days, letting Lu Yang demonstrate new footwork. This kid is very patient in teaching, and the results are pretty good.
"Teacher Gong," Lu Yang saw that Gong Nanyong was a little worried, so he smiled and interrupted: "Don't worry about my fifth brother, he just bought a car, and he doesn't need the money."
"Haha," Wei Zhiwu's smile was a little bitter, and he said, "Yes, Teacher Gong, I can still afford more than 10,000 yuan."
Lu Yang didn't say how much it was before. Wei Zhiwu knew that his second aunt had bought beef noodle popsicles for the school several times and spent several thousand. He thought it was only a few thousand, but now he felt a little sad when he heard that it cost tens of thousands.
Although Ma Hongyue knew that Wei Zhiwu had bought a car and cold storage, she did not ask him for money and said that it would be deducted from the repayment in the future. She still had more than 20,000 yuan in hand, but half of the sponsorship was gone.
However, Wei Zhiwu then thought about it. Without Lu Yang, he wouldn't even be able to touch Hongyue's little hand, let alone the ten thousand. After thinking about it, it would be nothing.
Gong Nanyong saw that Wei Zhiwu was arrogant, so he didn't say much, and then they talked about how to buy competition equipment.
In 1995, Jack Ma had just resigned and started working on his own business Yellow Pages. There was no Alibaba in these years, and professional competition equipment such as fencing could only be purchased through specialized channels, and ordinary people had no way to buy it.
Gong Nanyong almost forgot the time as they started chatting, but Lu Yang reminded him and he realized that the training time was coming.
Wei Zhiwu wanted to get this kind of sponsorship quickly, so he discussed it with Gong Nanyong and said that he would have to settle it before the training was over. He was afraid of forgetting it.
Gong Nanyong thought that he was busy with business and the requirements were so low, so he simply agreed and said he would go later without waiting for the training to end.
Then Gong Nanyong walked to the side and opened a vertical cabinet. Lu Yang looked at the familiar worn-out sports bags inside, feeling relieved in a complicated mood.
Gong Nanyong carried two bags and said with a smile: "Lu Yang, your cousin and I will order the equipment later. After the basic training, you can tell the team members about the fencing equipment. We will start technical training next week."
Lu Yang took one of the dusty old sports bags, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, Teacher Gong."
Then the three of them went to the rotunda together. Most of the male and female team members were already waiting, some gathered to chat, and some took the initiative to warm up.
Everyone was not surprised to see Lu Yang following Gong Nanyong and a strange man. Recently, this man was considered a non-staff coach. However, except for a few people, everyone was convinced. Who knew Lu Yang knew so much?
Besides, compared to a certain captain who was annoying without even realizing it, Lu Yang was much more upright. Although he was difficult to get close to, he never bullied others, which was completely different from the arrogance in the rumors.
There is a large conference hall in the rotunda facing the playground. There is an old desk outside the door. It was found by Gong Nanyong to temporarily put the schoolbags of the team members. There is a chair next to it. Occasionally, he will sit down when he is lazy. He is getting older.
Not merciful.
The entrance to the large conference hall is relatively dark. Female team members such as Wang Fei, Jiang Ling and Chen Jing usually train nearby. At this time, Wen Xiaoli was also standing beside the chair, holding Lu Yang's schoolbag in her hand, watching with interest.
Lively scene.
The male and female teammates of the fencing team all know that Wen Xiaoli, a freshman in high school, is Lu Yang's god-sister, and they have a close relationship with her when they go to and from school together every day.
Gong Nanyong initially considered that the school's fencing team had a low starting point and only planned to participate in the junior high school competition. The report to the school leaders did not include any plans to recruit high school students, so Wen Xiaoli couldn't join even if she wanted to. Of course, she didn't dare to play fencing with her underdeveloped motor skills.
Gong Nanyong walked to the chair, called Chen Jing and Tan Jian over, introduced the origin of Wei Zhiwu, and then told Tan Jian to find a few people to move the Bingdian water from the car.
Chen Jing politely greeted Wei Zhiwu. It was strange that this sturdy man was the cousin of the delicate boy. It was even more strange that he sponsored the fencing team. You must know that the sports team of Yudeng Middle School did not have such a thing.
Tan Jian looked unhappy, said hello casually, walked aside and let a few male team members who could direct them go with Wei Zhiwu to Wei Mian outside the school gate, but he was too lazy to go there.
During this period of time, seeing Lu Yang becoming more and more successful in the fencing team, Tan Jian was still unhappy and wanted to steal the spotlight from his opponent.
However, several senior high school students that Tan Jian knew before learned that he wanted to deal with Lu Yang, and they all advised him not to act recklessly.
Tan Jian then realized that Lu Yang might actually know a gangster in society, and he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it. He thought that he would have to wait until the actual training started, and then he would let the pretty boy have a taste of power.
Jiang Jun, Zhou Min and other male team members followed Wei Zhiwu to move several boxes of water to the physical education teacher's office. They heard that the water was for them to drink after exercise, but they didn't have any complaints and looked quite happy.
Gong Nanyong asked Wei Zhiwu to put the Bingdian water carton on the table, smiled at the girl next to him who looked a little embarrassed, and asked: "Is your name Wen Xiaoli?"
"Yes, hello, Teacher Gong." She didn't expect Gong Nanyong to come and talk to her. Wen Xiaoli nodded hurriedly and replied, "Did I disturb your training? Then I'll go away."
"That's not true," Gong Nanyong waved his hand and said with a smile to Wen Xiaoli: "Are you interested in helping our fencing team with management work?"
"I? manage?"
Wen Xiaoli's red face and slightly small eyes suddenly widened, her face full of surprise.
Gong Nanyong smiled and explained: "Yes, I mainly help with the shower after training and take care of the fencing team's equipment. We will go out to compete next month. If you want to go, I can help you ask for leave from the teacher."
Domestic amateur fencing teams like Xinjiang Children's Middle School usually don't have student managers like Cai Zi in Slam Dunk. Of course, that's not to say they can't have them, mainly because there's no need for them.
Gong Nanyong also made an impromptu idea. He knew that Wen Xiaoli was very close to Lu Yang, and she must be familiar with Wei Zhiwu, so he simply brought her over. Management was secondary. After all, the fencing team could go out to play for a few days with public funds. Students other than nerds were not allowed to come.
willing.
Wen Xiaoli understood, excitement appeared on her face, she glanced at Lu Yang, her eyes full of inquiry and excitement.
"Teacher Gong, you are really good at pulling off young men," Lu Yang joked and said seriously to Wen Xiaoli, "Sister Xiaoli, you decide this matter yourself."
Wen Xiaoli had an excited expression on her face, nodded and said, "Teacher Gong, I will definitely take care of it."
"Then it's settled. When the training is over, you will be responsible for sharing the water," Gong Nanyong said with an encouraging tone and raised his voice. "Everyone, please pay attention. I will go down to do some errands later. Chen Jing and Tan Jian will take everyone to do basic exercises first."
, then Lu Yang explains the fencing equipment, everyone understands it, we will start formal technical training next week, everyone must listen carefully."
"Everyone knows this Wen Xiaoli," Gong Nanyong pointed to the awkward-looking girl next to him with a smile, and said, "She will be the administrator of our fencing team from now on. She will be responsible for distributing bottled water and counting training equipment every day. You two captains remember to assist.
she."
"OK."
Chen Jing spoke briefly. After speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Lu Yang. As expected, he still stared back coldly.
"Coach Gong, don't worry," Tan Jian arched his thick eyebrows and said with a smile, "We will definitely support Sister Xiaoli in her work."
Tan Jian likes to use violence against boys, but he likes to be flirty with girls. Some of the female players in the team who are easy to get close to have been teased by him, so he naturally has a different attitude towards Wen Xiaoli.
Besides, the appearance of the girl in front of me is similar to that of Xiaojiabiyu, and she also has a timid temperament, which is very attractive to men.
Thinking of this, Tan Jian felt envious and jealous. There were so many beauties around Lu Yang. Even girls like Princess Jiang Ling who were school belles were close to him and went home together every day.
The two beauties seemed to have become familiar with Chen Jing recently. They laughed and chatted from time to time during training, and even walked home together after training.
Originally, Tan Jian wanted to blend in and get close to him, but the other party never seemed to give him a good look, and would immediately move away if he wanted to get closer and talk.
Of course, Tan Jian didn't know that the thick-browed evil dog was notorious in Class 1 of the third grade of junior high school. He just thought that Lu Yang was talking bad about him behind his back, and he became increasingly dissatisfied with the pretty boy.
Gong Nanyong and Wei Zhiwu left together. Half an hour later, the fencing team's footwork training ended. This time, everyone may be excited and worked seriously. The male and female team members were all covered in sweat.
After Lu Yang finished relaxing, he walked to Wen Xiaoli, smiled at her, and went to get the sports bag at her feet.
"I...I'm here to help you."
Perhaps because she has seen her underwear before, Wen Xiaoli has not been so embarrassed when facing Lu Yang in the house recently, and can occasionally say a few words, but she still tends to blush in front of so many people outside.
"No, it's too dirty. I'll just come and get it."
Lu Yang smiled and moved his little hands away from his eyes. He used his strength alone to pick up two heavy and worn sports bags. Under Wen Xiaoli's shy gaze, he walked to the center of the rotunda.
The nylon sports bag in his hand looked very old, with signs of wear and tear all over, and a hole in one corner, revealing the cotton fencing uniform inside.
Lu Yang slowly opened the zipper of the heavier bag, and a smell of rusty sweat rushed to his face. It was the unique smell of yellowing fencing uniforms.
Pushing aside the fencing uniform that had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, Lu Yang took out a rusty sword from his memory, and fragments of memories from his past life flashed through his mind.
