socalfunplaces Chapter 281
Chapter 281
"Home today. Any happy events?
Ran Qiuye showed a playful smile.
Then I thought about it again.
Replied.
"Nothing, actually."
He Yudong nodded after hearing this.
"But the family is very happy."
"Is it? Isn't it always like this in our family?
He Yudong smiled bitterly.
"Stop beating around. At the dinner table at home a few days ago, it was either comforting you or giving Xiao Rong ideas, and Xiao Rong didn't want the whole family to care so much about what he was proud of, and he felt embarrassed. In the end, the whole dinner table was bleak.
"You summed it up very well."
Ran Qiuye smiled again.
"So ah. You know and I know. Nobody said anything.
"It's really not a big deal, Xiao Rong improved when he practiced today, and everyone was very happy for him."
"Yes?"
He Yudong stopped what he was doing.
"Doesn't it mean that it has not been effective for a long time, and it will be skipped training when there is a lot of pressure?"
"yes, so today is fruitful again, isn't that a good start?"
"That's a good thing. Where it doesn't count, that's a good thing.
He Yudong nodded while nodding.
While saying.
The family was overjoyed.
He Ye Rong was overjoyed.
The teacher was beaming.
Even Ye Liangchen together.
You have to be happy.
Although this is not a person like her who has little mood swing.
It's hard to be happy.
But he is also under He Yerong's loss.
Tried my best to behave.
He Yerong was wrapped in this joy.
More and more, I feel that I must do something to live up to it.
The twisted knee couldn't stop him from galloping.
Kick up the dust on the playground.
All over the body.
Except for every cell.
And a face full of spring light.
All remind him of the fact that he is in a good mood.
When the teacher comes to assemble.
He was seen raising his leg in the middle of the playground.
A smile on his face.
Live like a big dog that spreads joy.
"Hey! He Yerong, I went to the infirmary a few days ago, but today I was a girl, do you want to hurt your knee and escape future training?
He Yerong kept moving.
Shouting at the top of his voice.
"Nope! Instructor! I'm well enough to keep training!
"I told you not to be stubborn."
"Report to the coach, I'm not stubborn."
"Oh. How did that leg hurt?
"It's that I'm too anxious, my movements are not in place, my calves are not raised high enough, and it has nothing to do with my own ability."
"I see."
The coach holds a notebook.
Tilt your head to watch him jump.
Then I watched it like that for a few minutes.
Sighed in his heart.
"Finally back."
"Haven't I been trying?"
Unexpectedly, He Yerong heard this little voice.
Replied.
"You know I said you weren't in the right state. It's not about your training, it's not about your abilities. It's your energy.
"But my grades just fell."
"It doesn't matter if it falls. Everyone may come down for various reasons, which is a must for an athlete, but some early, some late. You've been through this first, so how do you keep your original mindset? "
Keep working hard until your grades improve?"
"No, you have to believe in yourself all the time. Don't give up on yourself, don't run away, don't be afraid of failure, don't be unable to accept a little decline because of your original glory.
He Yerong thought thoughtfully.
Then say.
"I just can't stand not being like that. I don't think athletics can give me the same sense of accomplishment as it used to.
"When you try to break through yourself a little bit, that's a real sense of accomplishment."
"Teacher, do you also have such a stage?"
"Wait until you succeed. I'm sharing my feelings with you.
"Good."
The college entrance examination is less than three months away.
He Yerong finally collided again and again.
Knock yourself out of shape again.
Ordinary people's children are always like this.
What a gorgeous story to tell in youth.
At most, the sentence is to skip class.
The end result is to be told to the parents by the teacher.
Then he was dragged home to be educated.
Standing in the last row of the classroom.
Trash cans and sleeping on the table after class.
The helplessness of the teacher.
It eventually evolved into disregard as air.
In the evening and morning on the playground.
Grades that do not improve after sweating.
Sighing and continuing to run.
I will always shape a new self again and again in the dark.
This time more determined.
He Ye Rong quite has a determination to become a benevolent if he is not successful.
The last child in the family.
The family is exceptionally relaxed.
No one wanted to force him to do anything.
But He Yerong was serious.
Extra training every morning and night.
Originally, the teacher increased their intensity.
Look at He Ye Rong like this.
I can't help but worry that he is going too far.
"He Yerong, are you still practicing at night?"
"Add less."
"Stop practicing. I think the daily training is enough. You are like this, do not combine work and rest, I am afraid that your body will not be able to keep up.
"How could it be that teacher, according to my mother's supplement, if I don't train so much every day, I will have nosebleeds."
The teacher laughed.
"Your mother is forcing you to drink supplements every day."
"Yes."
"Then drink it well. Don't drink medicine indiscriminately.
"I didn't drink the medicine."
"That'll do."
The days go by.
The day of physical education exams is almost here.
Teachers from major sports schools came here one by one.
Choose people according to their grades.
He Yerong looked at the rows of people.
Poke the person next to you.
"Eh, which one is the teacher."
"General. The teacher holds the small book, and the professor wears the eyes. "
Really?"
"Eight, nine, not ten."
"Looked. I'm going to speed up there later.
"Eh, Brother Rong, you pay attention to the final grade, don't spoil the final result in order to show off your skills."
"Nope."
Gunshots rang out.
He Ye Rong is like an arrow on a string.
One shot at once.
When turning a corner.
In front of the teacher.
He threw up his arm and accelerated.
It caused a lot of discussion among the people next to him.
Three laps passed.
He Yerong held his knees and gasped.
"How?"
"Sure enough, it's you. Those teachers just now will definitely rob you.
"As long as one wants me, I am satisfied."
"This is my wish, you run so well, don't rob my wish."
He Yerong patted the shoulder of the person next to him.
"Okay. Be confident, it's all over. Stop thinking about it. "
Run this one.
He Yirong returned to the classroom with a pile of books.
It has been a classroom that has not been in months.
Even a glance at it feels strange.
"I'm back."
He Yerong said.
"Eh, big athlete."
Fortunately, everyone seemed to welcome him.
But the teacher is not necessarily.
The teacher quietly held up his glasses.
Glancing at him.
"Study hard when you come back." There is also the college entrance examination.
"Got it, teacher."