One Net Love

After the list came out, Jiang Hui and Cheng Yizhou were busy preparing to go to J City National Tennis Training Center where the national team is located.Since the last Olympic Games has just ended and the new Olympic cycle has begun, the country attaches great importance to the cultivation of young athletes in the past four years, so it decided to hold this national team selection match before the official training of the national team begins.

The candidates selected this time are all good players from various provinces. Although in recent years, more and more athletes choose to train and play in individual form, which can invite skilled and experienced coaches without affecting their own games. , but in the national team, you can always get more opportunities.Therefore, the tennis associations of each province are still desperately stuffing outstanding athletes into the national team.

"I've seen the list. This time there are 14 players in total, using a 7-on-7 method. The winning side will directly enter the national team squad, and there is one spot left for backup. Your opponent's strength is greater than yours. Come on, just play normally." Cheng Yizhou handed a list to Jiang Hui who was still stuffing things into the suitcase.

"What about you?" Jiang Hui ignored the list and packed his luggage without looking up. He had a Winnie the Pooh doll in his hand, which was given to him by his first coach when he first came into contact with tennis. In his subsequent game career, he gradually became a lucky thing.One year ago today, when packing his luggage in the same way, he thought the doll was a bit worn out and the box was full, so he didn't take it away.Thinking about it now, since leaving this lucky thing at that time, it has faintly heralded the arrival of his own nightmare.

Jiang Hui looked at the suitcase, took out some clothes that he didn't wear often, stuffed the Pooh in it, and closed the suitcase.

"Do you still have to worry about me?" Cheng Yizhou chuckled, and squinted at Jiang Hui.

Jiang Hui was taken aback, then smiled randomly, yes, he is Cheng Yizhou, what should he worry about?

With only the title of National Champion, even if he loses the trials, he can easily get the spare spot.

Cheng Yizhou's reputation is like this, even Jiang Hui, in order not to lose the game, once prayed that he would not run into Cheng Yizhou.

"I heard something." Cheng Yizhou lowered his head, played with the paper in his hand, and said lightly: "It is said that Coach Yang went to appeal to the Tennis Association to apply for Xiao Boyang to enter the national team. I just passed by Xiao Boyang's room , Seeing that he is also packing his luggage, it seems to be a success."

Jiang Hui's face was calm, and he left the things he didn't plan to take away in the cabinet.When the national team is not training, he still has to come back.

"You don't seem surprised at all." Cheng Yizhou only looked up at him, and continued to fiddle with the paper on his lap.

Jiang Hui slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Surprised, how could he not be surprised.Only that was a year ago.

A year ago, when he learned that Xiao Boyang got the chance to enter the national team through appealing, his jaw almost dropped from shock.

I'd be even more surprised to find out that his trainer had tampered with my drink.Jiang Hui hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Jiang Hui clearly remembered what happened that day. About an hour before his competition, he ate bananas as usual to replenish his last energy. Yang Zhenjun came over and gave him a bottle of drink while cheering him on. The drink was sponsored by the Jianghui provincial team, and Jianghui usually drinks this drink during games. He politely said thank you, and took it without thinking.

He felt something was wrong in the middle of the game.The body is dry and hot, and I am eager to do every movement well. It is not easy to concentrate, and the whole person is in a high degree of excitement.This is a state that he has never seen in all the previous games. At that time, he simply thought that this was a manifestation of his eagerness to win the game.

When he swung the last ball across the net and the referee signaled him to win, he threw the racket on the ground, raised his arms and cheered, but caught sight of Yang Zhenjun in the audience with a strange smile on his lips.

Later, he was found to be taking stimulants.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hui's heart ached as if cut by a knife.That period of time was too cruel, even if he was reborn, every time he thought about it, it would always make him so bitter that he almost shed tears.

At this moment, Gu Haiqiong walked in.Before Gu Haiqiong became a coach, she was also a well-known athlete in China. After retiring, she brought out many outstanding disciples. Jiang Hui and Cheng Yizhou are two of them.

"Yi Zhou, Jiang Hui, you guys have a good rest tonight, don't sleep too much on the car tomorrow morning."

"Understood, coach." Cheng Yizhou stood up and replied with a smile.

Jiang Hui remained silent.

Gu Haiqiong glanced at Jiang Hui, this kid has been acting weird ever since he knew he entered the national team, and he doesn't know if it's because of too much pressure and nervousness or because of Xiao Boyang's matter.

"Jiang Hui, don't pay too much attention to Xiao Boyang's affairs. You are all young, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Boyang is a good kid. It is a good thing for you to have a competitor." Gu Haiqiong snapped He patted Jiang Hui on the shoulder, gestured to Cheng Yizhou who was at the side with his eyes to comfort Jiang Hui, and then left.

Cheng Yizhou stretched, and handed the things in his hands to Jiang Hui: "I'm sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Jiang Hui picked it up, only to realize that the list had been folded into a rose by Cheng Yizhou at some point.He couldn't help but smiled, and played with it in his hand.

It's really not that he deliberately alienated Gu Haiqiong, Gu Haiqiong is his coach, Jiang Hui has been following her for almost five years, it's impossible to say that he has no feelings, but...

"Ding dong!"

Jiang Hui, who was lying on the bed with the quilt covering his head, turned over, but he still didn't intend to get up.

After a while, there was a knock on the door: "Xiao Hui, your coach is here, do you want to see him?"

Jiang Hui pulled down the quilt on himself, revealing a face covered with stubble and red eyes: "No see."

"Coach Gu said that he has something important to ask you." Mother Jiang's voice came through the wooden door: "You will get sick if you hide in the room all the time. Come and see me. Maybe you can find out?"

Jiang Hui's eyes trembled slightly, did he find out?How can it be?If it was found out that he had misused stimulants, Cheng Yizhou would call him as soon as possible.Apart from himself, Cheng Yizhou is probably the only one who cares about this matter the most.

Jiang Hui slowly sat up from the bed, let's meet him, after all, he is his coach, and he is like this, how many people are willing to take the initiative to meet him?

He went out, sat dejectedly opposite Gu Haiqiong, and shouted hoarsely, "Coach."

A trace of regret flashed in Gu Haiqiong's eyes, and he sat up straight: "Jiang Hui, I came to find you for something. With your current state, it is really difficult to train in China. I know some foreign clubs. You If you still want to practice, I can help you find a coach, the public opinion there is less, and you can rest assured..."

"Even if I'm ruined and cast aside, don't you have to drive me away?" Jiang Hui said with ashes.

"How do you talk, kid?" Jiang's father walked over with a straight face: "If you didn't live up to yourself and thought of using those tricks, you would have come to this point?!"

"I said I didn't take doping!" Jiang Hui slammed the table and stood up.

"The child's father! What are you doing?" Seeing this, Jiang's mother hurried forward and pulled Jiang's father away: "I'm sorry, coach, you and the child have a good talk."

Gu Haiqiong sighed, hesitated again and again, and finally opened her mouth in embarrassment: "Jiang Hui, then I won't beat around the bush with you, and I'll just say what I have to say. With your current state, it's hard for you to get along in this industry. Go on, even if you can compete ten years later, how will the media explain it? I hope you don’t see Cheng Yizhou again. He is now a key training target of the country. Cheng Yizhou has given up many games because of you. I know You have a good relationship, but I don't want to delay him because of you... He is different from you, he has a bright future...Jiang Hui, I think you understand what I mean."

Jiang Hui feebly raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Haiqiong, who was full of guilt, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, yes, Cheng Yizhou is different from himself... His future is so beautiful and exciting, but what about himself?I'm afraid I will carry this stigma for the rest of my life.

Jiang Hui raised his head and laughed twice, tears streaming down his face.

"I see. I won't see him again, and I won't disturb his training again."

Gu Haiqiong's eyes lit up: "Then we've agreed. You should also think about what I said about going abroad for training, and call me when you think about it."

Seeing that Gu Haiqiong almost ran away from his home, Jiang Hui's heart was completely dead.

"Mom, I want to go out for a walk."

Mother Jiang froze for a moment. It was the first time in a year that Jiang Hui proposed to go out for a walk.She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes excitedly: "Son, Mom will accompany you."

Jiang Hui walked towards the door: "Mom, I don't need you to accompany me, I'll be back in a while."

He didn't leave the building he lived in, Jiang Hui went directly to the rooftop on the top floor after leaving the house.He didn't even attract the attention of the passers-by below, he just closed his eyes and fell down...

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