The object of online dating is the Bamboo Horse Movie Emperor [Athletics]

Different from the school's party, the party in the swimming pool looks... a little rustic.

There are no singing and dancing programs, no snacks, only water entertainment, and it is also a competition.

So far, he has only won a water polo in the water polo competition. The reward is a banana.

Even so, he still enjoys it.

You have to know that although they usually train for only one hour a day, once they get into the water, they have to listen to the coach's instructions, swim desperately, lap after lap, if not for the idea of ​​a professional team with Qiao Qisheng always engraved in his head, Feel like giving up all the time.

Training can be too boring.

It would be great if you could keep entertaining.

At this moment, he was standing on the shore, waiting for other people's entertainment to end, while watching Qiao Qisheng who was still training in the water.

Xia Lin watched from the sidelines for a long time, saw that the coach also looked at him several times, mustered up the courage to go over and ask: "Coach, can I come to the professional team?"

The coach looked at his size, then at the group of students who were still playing, and smiled: "When you reach the level, you will naturally rise up."

"Then I think I can do it now." Xia Lin pointed to the boys training in circles in the water, and said confidently.

The coach touched his head: "Kids, don't worry, things have to be done step by step."

"But I..." Before Xia Lin finished speaking, Mao Sheng called him over, saying that it was his time.

He wanted to continue asking, but also wanted to play. He hesitated for a long time on both sides, and he still walked towards Mao Sheng. At the same time, he turned his head and waved to Qiao Qisheng's coach: "Coach, I'll come back later."

At this time, Qiao Qisheng, who had just finished a group of swims, was resting at the starting point. Seeing Xia Lin who had just run away, he lifted up his glasses and asked Li Ang, who had just gone to the bathroom and was about to go into the water: "Isn't that kid from the basic class?"

Li Ang glanced at Xia Lin who was jumping into the water over there, shrugged his shoulders, put on his glasses and jumped down: "Who knows, I vaguely heard what Coach Zhang said just now, take your time, who knows, you little brat."

Qiao Qisheng looked at Xia Lin who was struggling to snatch the float from the water, and splashed a handful of water on him: "Aren't you also a brat."

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The happy time is always short, and the party will come to an end after one and a half hours.

Mao Sheng called all the boys to him: "Gather at five o'clock tomorrow night, don't be late, do you hear me?"

Everyone replied together: "I heard you, coach."

Mao Sheng waved his hand: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as the team dispersed, Xia Lin ran over there to find the coach, and happened to meet them just after finishing, and was about to go over to ask, but was stopped by Qiao Qisheng: "Why are you here?"

"Brother, didn't you say that after the basic class, there will be a professional team? Why did our coach say that I should enter the advanced class next month? Is there something I'm not good enough for?" Xia Lin couldn't figure it out, so he took advantage of the coach of the professional team Now, I just want to ask.

After hearing what he said, Qiao Qisheng smiled and pulled him aside: "Xia Lin, this is normal, unless your grades are particularly top-notch, you will skip a grade, just like those top students, otherwise you will go up a little bit."

Xia Lin froze for a moment: "No, brother, that's not what you said before."

"What I meant at the time was that only after taking the basic class can you join the professional team. If you don't even take this, how can you join the professional team?" Qiao Qisheng should have explained it clearly to him at the beginning, otherwise there would be no such doubts now .

Seeing that he was about to cry, Qiao Qisheng quickly hugged him and walked towards the locker room, coaxing him: "I was wrong before, I didn't explain clearly to you, and you misunderstood, now if you have any questions, you can ask me. "

Xia Lin bit her lip hard, so as to numb herself from the pain so as not to cry out, but he was only six years old after all, and it was totally unacceptable that the elder brother he had always believed in was lying to him.

Tens of seconds later, he cried out with a wow, crying so sadly, big drops of tears fell down his cheeks.

This frightened Qiao Qisheng, he quickly hugged him in his arms, and kept saying: "Stop crying, stop crying, it's brother's fault, brother will explain to you carefully in the future, okay?"

But Xia Lin just felt aggrieved. Not only was she not coaxed well, but she cried louder and louder. While crying, she said vaguely: "Qiao Qisheng, you lied to me. I won't be with you. How could you do this? You are not My brother, woo woo woo..."

The crying attracted the coach.

Mao Sheng came over and asked, "What's going on? Why are you still crying?"

"Coach." Qiao Qisheng looked embarrassed, not knowing how to explain to him.

At this moment, Zhang Deying also came over with the cup in his hand, and said, "This kid just asked me when I can be promoted to the professional team. I guess that's why?"

Qiao Qisheng nodded, and when he was about to speak, Zhang Deying pulled him away: "I'll do it."

Zhang Deying squatted down and looked at Xia Lin who was still crying, and said, "Don't cry."

Xia Lin didn't listen and was still howling.

As a result, Zhang Deying suddenly yelled: "Boy, I told you not to cry!"

This voice directly blinded Xia Lin, her tears stopped instantly, she froze in place for a long time, hiccupped, and then began to twitch.

Qiao Qisheng watched from the side feeling very uncomfortable, and wanted to step forward to comfort him, but the coach couldn't say anything here, so he could only wink at him.

Zhang Deying, who has been a coach for more than ten years, has never seen any student. He asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

Xia Lin answered with a twitch: "Xia, Xia Lin."

"Okay, Xia Lin, do you want to join the professional team?" Zhang Deying asked.

"Yeah." Xia Lin wiped her tears, hiccupped and nodded.

"Then go put on your goggles and swim cap and go into the water, and compete with him." Zhang Deying said, pointing to Qiao Qisheng who was still winking at Xia Lin.

Qiao Qisheng, who was suddenly caught by the cue, was taken aback for a moment, and quickly waved his hand, isn't this adding salt to the wound?

Xia Lin looked at Qiao Qisheng, and after a while, he finally stopped hiccupping and said, "I want, if I win, I can join the professional team if I win?"

"If you really beat him, I'll let you in." Zhang Deying stood up straight, pointing to the empty swimming lanes in the middle of the pool, "4 or 5 lanes, go ahead and use what you are good at."

"Freestyle?" Xia Lin asked.

Zhang Deying: "Yes."

Xia Lin, who suddenly came to hope, stopped crying and twitching, and immediately turned around and went back to get the swimming goggles and swimming cap.

While waiting for him to get his things, Zhang Deying said to Qiao Qisheng: "If you dare to let him go today, tomorrow you will swim a 5000-meter butterfly for me!"