Almighty Sportsman

Chapter 61 A Father's Expectation
The staff of Qinchuan Billiards Network was originally just doing routine work, interviewing the champion.

Seeing that Wang Zifan was young, they thought he would be too nervous to speak.

I have already made plans to find a similar draft, polish it, revise it and repost it.

In the end, Wang Zifan thanked the nobleman and his father with sincere and touching feelings, which not only added interest and luster to their news materials.

And it also touched them a lot. They thought that they worked overtime every day to write manuscripts and collected news materials everywhere. They only felt that they were working hard, but they never thought that their parents behind them had more burdens.

"Go back and talk to your parents, let them not worry, I will definitely succeed."

Liu Junshan, the editor-in-chief of the website who came out to interview in person, thought.

Although Wang Zifan was born and played a very exciting game, the provincial competition, especially the youth competition, has limited attention after all.

After watching the excitement, the crowd of onlookers gradually left sparsely.

Wang Zifan put the trophy and certificate of honor on the table, took out the 8000 yuan bonus for just winning the championship, and the 1000 yuan bonus for the highest score in a single stroke, a total of 9000 yuan was solemnly handed over to Wang Jianqiang.

"Dad, this is the first time I have earned money on my own. I thought the champion would have 1 yuan, but after deducting taxes, there are only 8000 yuan left. It is also a surprise to have the highest score in a single stroke. This 9000 yuan Take the dollar, dad, and your son will be able to earn money to support you in the future."

The tears that Wang Jianqiang wiped away just now will spew out again, his lips trembling slightly, "Okay, okay, Dad accepts it, Dad is waiting for you to win more championships!"

After the organizer of the event repeatedly explained the participation time and precautions of the finals, Yi Gan and his team walked out of the gymnasium, ready to go back and celebrate.

Yi Qian sent a WeChat message to the taxi driver who came when Wang Zifan got started in the fifth game.

Wang Zifan behind him quietly caught up, grabbed the corner of Yi Gan's clothes, and looked a little scared, "Brother Gan, there is someone following us all the time."

Yi Gan squinted his eyes and looked at the past. The hat on the other party's coat covered most of his face and he couldn't see clearly. Seeing Yi Gan looking at him, he immediately stopped.

"What do you want?" Yi Qian asked calmly.

"I, I...I just want to..."

From the flustered voice, it was not difficult to hear that the other party was a young man, who seemed to be a teenager.

At this time, the taxi driver arrived panting.

"Oh, little brother, thank you for not forgetting me."

The other party bent down, supported his knees, and panted slightly.

"Don't worry, brother, where's your son?"

"Hey, I called him in the afternoon, but I didn't answer it. I don't know where to go. You said that there is such a good opportunity, why can't he catch up..."

The taxi driver looked helpless and regretful.

"Dad, do you know Wang Zifan?"

A surprise and incredible voice sounded behind Yi Qian.

The taxi driver and Yi Gan turned their heads together, watching the following young man take off his hat.

"Xiao Fei, why are you here, I was looking for you."

The taxi driver stepped forward, grabbed the boy by the arm, and brought him to Yi Gan.

"Little brother, this is my son Liu Fei, he likes your snooker, see if you can..."

"Dad, you actually know Wang Zifan and the others. You're too good. I'm embarrassed to ask them because I quietly followed them to get to know each other."

Liu Fei looked at his ordinary father in the past. At this moment, his father's image instantly grew taller, turning into a shining golden Buddha.

It seems to be saying, child, I can satisfy you whatever you wish.

"Hey, you kid, what are you doing stalking people?"

The taxi driver reached out and tapped Liu Fei's forehead, complaining.

Yi Gan couldn't help but laugh, he didn't expect that the boy who followed him was actually the taxi driver's son who liked snooker.

"Since we are so destined, let's go to our base and talk."

Yi Gan looked at the father and son with expectant eyes, and invited them.

"Okay, okay!" The father and son jumped together excitedly.

The look of joy is exactly the same, it seems that it is undoubtedly his own.

On the way back in a taxi, Yi Qian knew the name of the taxi driver, Liu Wenqiang. He was a track and field athlete when he was young. Due to his limited talent, he never achieved any results. After retiring, he became self-reliant and started a taxi.

He originally thought that his son seemed to have some talent in running and jumping, and he wanted his son to continue his dream. Unexpectedly, his son became obsessed with billiards, especially snooker.

Liu Wenqiang thought that he had been engaged in track and field for more than ten years, and suffered from injuries, but was limited by his talent and could not achieve anything. Since the child was unwilling, he did not force himself.

Moreover, when Liu Fei was 6 years old, his mother died of illness. Liu Wenqiang did not remarry, but raised Liu Fei alone. Now he is 15 years old and in the third year of junior high school.

"Master, it's not easy for you." Yi Gan sighed. Liu Wenqiang raised his son independently, which is really amazing.

And Wang Zifan felt the same way. He also lost his mother when he was very young, and was raised by Wang Jianqiang alone. The experience of being in the same boat with this young man made him even more pleasing to the eye.

When the group arrived at the training base, Yi Gan led the father and son in, and introduced, "This is our training base. The table I just bought from the shop the day before yesterday is a bit crude."

"Very good, this is so bright, Mr. Yi is amazing, he has worked hard to create his own industry at a young age."

Liu Wenqiang looked up and down the second floor, making no secret of his admiration for Yi Gan.

"You're welcome. Wang Zifan and Zhang Fei are also the talents I have carefully selected to create. I can create a good environment and work hard together. I also have a sense of accomplishment."

No credit for being easy to do.

"On the way, I heard from Zifan that his success is all due to Mr. Yi's cultivation. Now that he is here, I want Mr. Yi to take care of him and see if Liu Fei has the talent in this area."

Liu Wenqiang sighed, "I have struggled in track and field for half my life without any results. Liu Fei doesn't like this aspect. I also hope that he can develop well in other aspects. Since he likes billiards and you are an expert, just look at it." If he has this talent, I will train him even if I lose everything!"

At the end of the talk, Liu Wenqiang directly expressed his generosity to die.

Liu Fei looked at his father who talked eloquently, and he didn't expect that his father, who always scolded him for not doing his job properly, cared so much about his psychological feelings, and was even willing to give up everything in order to cultivate himself.

Liu Fei didn't know what to say, but he held onto Liu Wenqiang's arm tightly.

"Brother Wang, you are being serious," Yi Gan said earnestly.

He led Liu Fei to the front of the table, pointed to the bridge-style eight-ball table and the five-star snooker table and said, "Xiao Fei, take a few strokes on each of these two tables. How do you feel?"

Liu Fei excitedly took the clubs that Zhang Fei took off from the shelf, and started to practice on the two tables respectively.

Yi Gan used 2000 points to use a talent probe, covering Liu Fei in his eyesight, and looked intently.

(End of this chapter)