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

After the trip to the Internet cafe to fight poison with poison ended, Xia Lin felt sick when he saw the computer for a long time.

But he also successfully quit the game, and his life returned to the right track.

And under the guidance of Qiao Qisheng, his grades at the end of the semester rose sharply, and he directly entered the top five in the class.

During the parent-teacher meeting, Yang Pingping felt that her whole body began to glow with golden light. Many parents were completely different from last time, and even began to discuss with her how to educate their children.

For the first time, Yang Pingping felt that holding a parent-teacher meeting was an extremely happy thing.

Because of training, Xia Lin, who was not waiting at the door of the classroom, saw Yang Pingping waiting outside with a smile on her face when she came out of the swimming pool.

He ran over: "Mom, why are you here?"

Yang Pingping walked over and took off the bag on his back, and put it on her shoulder: "Why, I can't come to pick you up yet?"

"Of course." Xia Lin said with a smile, "But it will take a while, Brother Qisheng is not done yet."

"How long will it take?" Yang Pingping raised her hand to look at the time, "It's time for dinner, are you hungry?"

Xia Lin rubbed her stomach: "I'm not hungry, I just lost my appetite after training."

He grabbed Yang Pingping's hand to check the time: "Maybe we have to wait another 45 minutes."

"Okay, then wait a little while. Mom will take you to eat delicious food later." Yang Pingping entered the swimming pool and sat down on a chair in the lobby. "How is your training going? Are you tired?"

"Mom... what's wrong with you?" Xia Lin sat next to him, took out a small vocabulary book from his pants pocket, and prepared to memorize a few words.

"It's okay, you really look good on Mom." Yang Pingping hugged his head and kissed him, "You actually got No.4 in the exam!"

Yang Pingping gave him a thumbs up: "That's great."

The flattered Xia Lin smiled: "Brother Qisheng taught well. Teacher Bi's lectures are easy to understand, and he can learn it as soon as he learns. It's no wonder that although he usually trains hard, he doesn't fall behind in his studies."

"What are you looking at?" Yang Pingping leaned over and looked at the small book in his hand, where English words were written densely, "Oh, son, have you used all your spare time?"

"I can't always remember, Brother Qisheng has said it many times, I don't want to let you down." Xia Lin smiled, "It's okay to take a second look, so it looks familiar."

Yang Pingping stroked his hair, feeling very pleased: "The teacher praised you today."

"Oh." Xia Lin lowered his head and began to read the words. Some words were not long, but he just couldn't remember them over and over again. He tried to write them all down today.

"Okay, mom won't talk to you anymore, you can recite it."

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About an hour later, Qiao Qisheng walked in from the door with his bag on his back. Seeing Yang Pingping sitting there with Xia Lin, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over, "Auntie."

"Hey, you're here, hurry up, let's go." Yang Pingping stood up with a smile, and touched Xia Lin, who was still obsessed with English words, "Son, let's go."

"Immediately." Xia Lin glanced at the words on it again, closed the book and stuffed it into the pocket of his trousers, raised his face and smiled brightly at Qiao Qisheng, "Brother, hello, mom said she would treat us to dinner, what would you like to eat?" ?”

Qiao Qisheng was stunned for a moment. He was worried that Xia Lin had caused some trouble just now, so Yang Pingping came over, but he didn't expect to invite them to dinner: "I can eat anything, let's see Xia Lin."

"Then you decide, you can eat whatever you want today." Yang Pingping is in a good mood today, even eating abalone, lobster and shark's fin is fine.

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At the dinner table, Yang Pingping was about to praise Qiao Qisheng to the sky, even Xia Lin couldn't take it anymore, and kept stopping her: "Mom, if you talk about Brother Qisheng, he's going to turn his tail on."

"Qiaobai, isn't that normal?" Yang Pingping picked up food for Qiao Qisheng, "Eat more."

"Qisheng is powerful, why don't others allow him to boast?"

"It's you, don't cock your tail if you pass the exam once, and beat me up next time."

"I see, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely get better and better."

Xia Lin did indeed get better and better.

In half a year, he has raised his swimming level by a large margin. The 100-meter freestyle is close to the level of the national second-level athletes. Although there is still a gap compared with the world record, he believes that as long as he is still moving, he is still on the road. , sooner or later he will reach the place he wants, and one day he will realize his dream.

But right now, Xia Lin is one step further away from his goal.

In the middle of the following year, Qiao Qisheng, who achieved excellent results in the National Swimming Championships and came into everyone's field of vision as the runner-up in butterfly stroke, participated in another national youth swimming u series competition.

In this competition, he won the 100 butterfly, 200 butterfly, and 200-meter medley championships, and was directly selected by the national team coach Han Lu to bring him into the national team.

Xia Lin also participated in this competition, but his results were not satisfactory. He only got No.200 in the 4-meter freestyle, which was far from his goal.

On the night of the game, Xia Lin locked herself in the room when she got home, and Yang Pingping refused to open the door no matter how much she knocked outside.

"Old Xia, what's going on? I was happy when I left in the morning, but when I came back, the eggplant was beaten by frost." Yang Pingping was still knocking on the door, but Xia Chengguo stopped her.

"Stop knocking. When he wants to talk, he will tell us." Xia Chengguo pulled Yang Pingping away from the bedroom door, and the door rang just as he was about to sit down.

"Go and play, I'm upset." Yang Pingping directed Xia Chengguo, sitting on the sofa to watch the TV series worried, and kept changing channels.

"Uncle, is Xia Lin back?" Qiao Qisheng asked eagerly after entering.

Xia Chengguo pointed to his room: "It's locked, I won't come out."

Then he asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"That's right." Qiao Qisheng changed his shoes, greeted Yang Pingping, and knocked on the door of Xia Lin's bedroom.

"Xia Lin, it's me." Qiao Qisheng knocked on the door, looked back at the two people behind him, and knocked again, "Open the door, we have something to talk about."

"Did you quarrel?" Yang Pingping asked.

Seeing this posture is quite noisy.

Qiao Qisheng shook his head, and continued to knock: "Xia Lin, this time fourth, next time third, the competition is held every year, can't it be enough to improve each time?"

Yang Pingping and Xia Chengguo looked at each other, relieved, it turned out to be this matter, she said: "Son, it's okay, the national competition, No.4, how amazing, there are so many people in our country, you are fourth."

"That's right, your mother and I are proud of you. Besides, there will be competitions next year, so let's swim again..." Xia Chengguo hadn't finished his echoing words when the door suddenly opened.

The three people who were leaning against the door suddenly lost their support and almost fell down.

Xia Lin looked at the three of them expressionlessly, and finally realized it on Qiao Qisheng: "Brother, congratulations."

Qiao Qisheng looked at his expression as if he really wanted to congratulate, and he couldn't smile: "You are only ten years old. I only joined the team when I was ten. You are already very good."

"But..." Xia Lin sighed, "Then are you going to train elsewhere? Am I going to lose sight of you?"

Qiao Qisheng laughed, and hugged him in his arms: "Who told you?"

"They all said that." Xia Lin pushed him away, tears welling in his eyes, "I'm not ready yet, why are you running so fast."

This appearance melted Qiao Qisheng's heart. He hugged him and stroked his hair: "No way, if there is no international competition, he will train in our city."

Xia Lin looked up at him, blinking innocent deer eyes: "Really?"

Qiao Qisheng let go of him, coaxing: "Have I ever lied to you?"

After thinking about it carefully, there was indeed no experience of being cheated in my memory. Xia Lin was happy for a second: "That's great, I can see my brother every day again."