Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

Sophora japonica flowers are falling on the streets of the imperial capital.What slowly flows into the depths of memory from the nose is the strong taste of hometown.

During this season, the corridors of the sports team's dormitory will be filled with a pungent smell of vinegar.A new batch of young players preparing to participate in the National Junior Championships will soon go to Beijing to undergo a bone age test to confirm their eligibility.

Xiao Yu's head was shaking innocently on the edge of the table.He raised his head vigorously, his chin protruded from the edge of the leader's desk, and his two fine bean-like eyes rolled around.

The leader of the Municipal Sports Bureau glanced casually: "This kid is thirteen years old? Tsk tsk, he's too short, too small, where did he get this player?"

Wang An explained in a low voice: "This kid plays well. Just drop him by one age group. He can play as an 11-year-old. He just happens to be in the same age group as the newcomer Cheng Hui. There is absolutely no problem. "

Xiao Yu was handed a stack of brand-new household registration cards, ID cards, and competition certificates, with steel stamps and barcodes issued by the police station and public security bureau, and quickly replaced the pile of old certificates.

The team leader and coach exhorted word by word, Xiao Yu, when is your birthday now, when is it?Be sure to memorize it and remember it.When the bone age is measured during the interview, don't give me your own birthday and remember it wrong!

Xiao Aiping took back Xiao Yu's old household registration card, and hesitated, "What if someone finds out in the future?"

Wang An said to Xiao Aiping: "Your Xiaoyu is like this. It's useless not to change the age. The children raised in other sports schools have been changed. Everyone is changed to two years younger, and they are dropped into an age group to participate in the competition." 'It's the rule of our business."

In Wang An's arms was an ultimatum issued by the bureau leader. If your child fails to enter the top three in the country in this competition, I will lose my political achievements, and you will not want to renew the contract. We will dismiss the get out of class together.

He comforted Xiao Aiping with good words: "Actually, we don't count as 'fighting the young with the big'. Those children who competed with your son may be fourteen or fifteen years old! Xiao Yu is talented, I am I really don’t want him to be buried and delayed. If you don’t reform your child today, then your son will suffer! He will never be able to get ahead, and if he loses in life, he will lose at the starting line!”

In the dormitory, a group of children gathered around a large pot of vinegar, soaking their hands three times a day, morning, noon and evening, for three months, until each one was soaked like pickled radish strips, covered in nose-killing vinegar smell.

Xiao Yu was originally small, born with developmental delay, soaked cartilage in vinegar, and successfully passed the bone age test.

That year, he met his little friend Cheng Hui.

The two brats, who smelled like old vinegar in sour mutton soup, won No. 3 in the junior competition and helped the coach keep his job.Wang An recognized these two restless youngsters as godsons, and loved them very much.

Xiao Yu sat in front of his mother's hospital bed.A piece of green outside the glass window gradually blurred and merged into dazzling light and shadow in the sunlight, dragging the two people's thoughts from memory back to the present.

When Xiao Aiping answered the phone, she happened to be sitting on the edge of the bed, and when she couldn't sit still, she fell heavily to the floor, cracking her tailbone.

"Mom, tell me, I want to know now."

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry, my mother made you lose face in front of my colleagues. That incident was completely wrong, and I never looked for him again... Can you apologize to Zhan Xiang and his mother for me?"

Xiao Yu bit his lip and nodded.He suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, stared at the missed call on the screen of the mobile phone, and asked softly after a while, "Is it this person?"

"Xiaoyu..."

"My father is him, right?"

Xiao Yu looked up at his mother, and the light in his eyes suddenly sank: "Mom, I can't think of a second reason why you would talk to him. So I reckon, the only reason that can be explained is... this man It's my dad."

The last half of the sentence was said reluctantly, like throwing a piece of tooth residue after repeated chewing from between the teeth, Xiao Yu's voice sounded hollow and disappointed to the extreme.

Maybe it's because this matter has been brewing in my heart for too long, and I was scolded bloody by Zhan's mother, wearing a "little wild duck" hat with nowhere to vent, the image of "father" has been mixed with these years Too much forbearance and sourness, the truth in front of him was so pale that it hurt his eyes.

Tears flowed down Xiao Aiping's eyes silently, guilt and apology made her very embarrassed in front of her son.She had never seen such a cold expression on her son.

"I thought my father was dead, or this man was poor, down and out, penniless, and went to the street to beg for food, or maybe he had an enmity with our family, and the two of you are like Romeo and Juliet. Yes, very much in love but forced by someone with a gun..."

"I'm sorry Xiaoyu, it's not like that, I'm sorry..."

"Why? Mom, help me find a reason for him. Why didn't you want us back then? Did you think you weren't good enough, or did I not welcome him?" Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, and suddenly realized that he was also so stingy and kind. It is easy to hate.When I was a child, I was frank and generous about not having a father before and after, but it was just because I didn't have a clear object to vent in my mind at that time, so I could only try my best to pretend that I didn't care.Everyone around me has a father, but I don't. If I get too entangled and hysterical, it will only lead to ridicule and pity from others.

Don't care what a ghost!

Mother Xiao begged her son not to blame Zhong Quanhai.

It was because I was too young, too naive, and too obsessed.At that time, it was like a fruit full of juice in the field, lonely and unpicked, and the people in front of her came and went in a hurry, but she stood silently, preferring to rot herself in the stem.

It wasn't until I met someone I shouldn't have met and something I shouldn't have happened, that I suddenly realized that my feet were too deep, and I had to leave the sad place far away.

The person most to blame may be yourself.In the era when political orders were in charge, athletes were a group of machines without freedom of thought and emotion.She was actually moved by the handsome, gentle and considerate boy in the training room next door, and fell in love in violation of administrative orders.

What's worse is that she is pretty.The jersey and shorts can't cover the youthful curves, and the well-developed chest and slender legs make people dare not look squarely.The group of young boys in the team are eager to compete with each other, and the feeling of competing with each other secretly breeds.

In some specific and harsh environments, it is a great sin for a girl to be beautiful, which disturbs the morale of the army and disrupts the rules of the team.

The iron-like discipline of the national team is vulnerable in front of a young, beautiful, gentle and lively female player; the image of the national team's righteousness is easily leaked, and it is reduced to a piece of unsightly straw paper tainted with traces of lust.The competition is coming, and the top management is furious.How can such a scandal be tolerated, how can the team of the country's pillars be so easily desecrated!

"So, the national team expelled you? Driven you away? Just because you dated Zhong Quanhai?" Xiao Yu couldn't believe it, and suddenly roared, "Did you talk to yourself against the wall alone when you fell in love? Why didn't they fire Zhong Quanhai?!"

The corners of Xiao Aiping's mouth trembled, and she suppressed her grievances and sadness. Her eyes drifted lightly to the old locust tree outside the window: "How can the national team expel him? He is the absolute main force in the team... I can't play well. I am only the third single player in the team. I can’t play the main force in the Uber Cup and Sudirman Cup. I don’t matter to this team. But Zhong Quanhai is different. He is a pair of the national team. He is partnered with Du Biao After winning the world championship, he is about to fight for the Olympics! He is the most valued talent by the leadership, and he is the pillar of key training. Our country still depends on him to win the gold medal... If you want to separate us, of course you only need to fire me gone."

Uncontrollable sparks trembled in Xiao Yu's chest.It was a kind of anger and excitement that swelled from the bottom of my heart, as if I saw with my own eyes that the person I cherished and wanted to protect the most was bullied and stepped on by others.

"Then can you go back later? Isn't it over when you break up with Zhong Quanhai? What kind of bullshit love are you talking about with him?!"

"I can't go back. I'm pregnant."

"……How did he say?"

"He didn't know, he didn't know at all... He just broke up with me on the phone."

"Break up? Did he mention the breakup first? He dumped you at a time like this?!" Xiao Yu widened his eyes, wanting to curse.

"...Actually, he can't be blamed. The national team is going to be closed for training and preparing for the Olympics. He submitted the application for joining the party. The organization is examining him, and the leaders also value him. He hopes to stay in the Beijing, get a Beijing hukou, no need to go back to the province to work at the grassroots level, he plans to stay in the team as a coach, stay in the bureau as a cadre. Xiaoyu, you are also sensible, you understand these helplessness, you really can’t blame him ..."

"Zhong Quanhai is helpless!!!!"

Xiao Yu broke out completely, and kicked over the things in front of him. His posture was very similar to Mr. Zhong's habit of kicking the billboard with the toe of his leather shoes every time he saw a nervous spot during a live game.

Xiao Aiping expected that her son might be hypocritical for a while and would find it hard to accept, but she didn't expect such a strong reaction.In my impression, Xiao Yu has a good temper, easy-going and sensible, it may be hereditary, and she is extremely patient and hard-working.

Why is Xiaoyu different from the usual romping child?

Because of growing up? ... have made "friends", do you know too much about emotional matters?

That day, Xiao Yu was so angry that his ribs and diaphragm burst into pain.He tore off the curtains of the room and tore them into strips.Boss Zhong's phone call happened to come in again, he threw the phone directly against the wall, and the figure that appeared in his mind was smashed to pieces by him.

Some vague and fragmented fragments of childhood memory were re-connected by a thread, connecting the cause and effect, and then endowed with some emotional color that broke people's hearts.It turns out that I have been living like a fool for so many years.

He finally figured out why his mother fostered him in a mother-in-law's house at that time, working day and night to raise the child until he was three years old, and finally mustered up the courage to return to his hometown.But she never went back to the provincial team to continue playing, cut off all contact with her former coaches and teammates, and quietly took a child to work in a factory by herself.

He remembered the time when he was sent back by the coach of the sports school, saying that the child's physical condition was too weak, and he would never be able to practice for a lifetime.His mother suddenly hugged him and cried bitterly, "I'm sorry, I didn't have any milk when I gave birth to you, and I didn't have money to buy milk powder, so you were very thin and small, and you always lost in games, and you couldn't beat children of the same age. ...

He remembered that the auntie, the trade union secretary, introduced a partner to his mother in the factory, and always added an extra sentence at the end. Under your conditions, with such a child, it is better to be divorced if you are not married. The conditions of the people are not bad, so what else can I choose!

Xiao Yu clenched his hands into fists, dug his nails into the flesh of his palms, sniffed stubbornly and said: "Mom, when he wanted to break up, he broke up. It was a good breakup. Mom, why didn't you kill the child? Just kill the child." It's over, nothing will happen if you knock it out!"

"Kill you, and you won't be there anymore..." Xiao Aiping's blank sadness faded away suddenly, turning into tangible brilliance, and she said seriously, "How could I kill you? How good and outstanding you are, Xiaoyu Ah, you are already a world champion. Mom thinks about it now and takes good care of you... Others’ sons have fathers, but are other people’s sons world champions? Is my son as good as me? No regrets."

"But, why does he bully you?!...Why does he bully my mother, he bullies my mother, he is a big bastard!..."

Xiao Yu covered his face and slowly squatted on the ground, crying loudly for a long time.

The author has something to say: [Note] Bone age is usually measured by taking an X-ray of the palm of the hand and then inferring the age of the child, so the hand is soaked in vinegar.In fact, there is no scientific basis for this method, but in the past few years, many team coaches at the grassroots level still used this method to let young players deal with bone age tests.