national team
Qu Chi continued to take deep breaths, his eyes fixed on the wet ground.
For a long time, she didn't hear the other person speak.
Her heart shrank slightly, perhaps this was his answer.
She remained silent because of disappointment and betrayed the trust of those who once had high hopes for her.
Qu Chi couldn't stand such silence, as if the guilt would crush her in the next second.
"Yes..." She wanted to say sorry one last time and then leave. She felt she had no face to stay here any longer.
However, Qin Chengmo suddenly stopped her from apologizing.
"No," Qin Chengmo almost stuck to the signboard beside the stadium. The water soaked his shirt, but the umbrella once again shielded Qu Chi from the rain. "Don't tell me you're sorry. You, you didn't do anything wrong."
Qu Chi originally thought that he would curse at her, maybe that would make her feel better.
However, Qin Chengmo was even more flustered and helpless than her.
"I, I don't want to see you take first place. No, no, that's not right. I'd be happy if you came in first, but even if you're not the best, just seeing you enjoy the race and run happily is enough for me."
Qu Chi: "You, are you the same person from last time?"
Qu Chi finally remembered him.
The lighting was poor at the time, so she didn't remember the other person's face, but she still recognized him.
Qin Chengmo froze, his tongue seemed to become tied, making him unable to speak.
He had imagined many times that if he could talk to her, he would use beautiful words to praise her and express his love for her word for word.
It will never be like it is now, where he speaks incoherently and even wants to run away after he finishes speaking.
"Yes, it's me."
Being recognized is embarrassing.
Qin Chengmo's face gradually tightened, and he tried to save some face by using a cold attitude.
"Anyway, I want to say that I hope you can enjoy the track you love. I know you like the feeling of sprinting. Because you like it, so... sprinting is attractive to me."
Qu Chi was a little speechless: "...Thank you."
The one who is taking deep breaths now is Qin Chengmo.
Qu Chi looked up at him, his eyes wandering, but meeting his gaze several times.
Qin Chengmo seemed unable to move his gaze, and his shining eyes were filled with unknown emotions.
Restless and uneasy.
It made her subconsciously want to avoid it again.
It's almost time for her to return to the team.
"Well, I'll be leaving first. Thank you for your support."
Qu Chi thanked him for the last time and turned to leave, but was stopped by him again.
"Wait!" Qin Chengmo somehow managed to cross the billboard with his long legs.
These poor sponsors were soaked by the rain and had no time to clean up their clothes before they were walked over by the audience.
"Here's the umbrella, don't get wet. And this..."
Qin Chengmo paused, but still handed the banner to Qu Chi.
He smiled, very nicely and gently.
"Actually, I was planning to ask you to sign it and take it back as a treasure. Now, can I give it to you?"
"You don't want my autograph?"
The corners of Qin Chengmo's mouth seemed to be amused by Qu Chi's silly question, and Qu Chi himself felt embarrassed.
"I really want to, but today doesn't seem like a good time. If I ask you to sign the banner, it will be washed away by the rain. That would be a shame."
Qu Chi lowered her head and took the banner. The little figure on it was so cute that she felt it didn't look like her at all.
The little cutie in training clothes raised his hands high, his eyes narrowed with a smile, revealing a hearty laugh.
It's a celebratory picture.
Qu Chi thought he must have drawn it wrong, she didn't remember laughing like that before.
However, she was indeed happy to be a professional athlete.
Qin Chengmo's gaze also fell on the banner, his eyes extremely gentle.
"If possible, I hope that the next time I see you, I can get a signed banner. The next time we meet, it will definitely be a good time. The right time always comes late. We can wait patiently. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Even if it takes a while, it will always come."
Qu Chi forced a smile.
Qin Chengmo waited patiently.
Until someone called Qu Chi's name, someone was looking for her.
Qu Chi folded the banner solemnly and held it tightly.
"Goodbye, I hope... we can meet again."
Qin Chengmo: "Definitely."
Qu Chi turned and left, holding the umbrella, walking on the wet track. Her light footsteps did not splash any water. She was like a swallow, flying towards her destination in the wind and rain.
"Why didn't you return to the team in time?"
"Sorry coach."
He Yuntong remembered that he had realized that Qu Chi might have psychological problems, and he didn't know what to say now.
But Qu Chi's apology was sincere: "Sorry, coach, I was wrong. I won't do it again next time."
"Go change your clothes first. As an athlete, how can you not take care of your body?"
Qu Chi nodded: "Yes, coach."
*
"Amo, where have you been?"
Qin Chengmo leaned lazily under the eaves. Since he had no umbrella, he could only hide from the rain here.
"I didn't run away."
Not only did he not go anywhere, he didn't even go anywhere. He was still waiting for the rain to stop inside the venue.
"Coach He, isn't the construction of sports facilities in Jing'an City a bit shabby? There's not even a awning to shelter us from the rain. That's fine, but why hasn't anyone taken care of the innocent spectators who were left out in the rain?"
He Yang: "You kid."
She laughed in anger: "Okay, when will you donate some money to them and have them build you a cowshed to protect you from the wind and rain?"
Qin Chengmo picked up a small stone and drew musical notes on the wall without any sense of public morality.
"Okay then, give me their contact information."
He Yang: "Come on, if you have that spare money, why not donate two high and low pull-up machines to us... Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
In her opinion, Qin Chengmo, who was full of artistic talent and had no interest in these things, was not happy about it.
"No, tell me, is this thing useful? If it works, I'll really sponsor it."
"Get lost! Does the national team need you?"
Although he couldn't see anything over there, Qin Chengmo still shrugged.
He Yang said again: "Then why don't you go back by yourself later? I still have things to do here, and I don't think I can finish it for a while."
Qin Chengmo responded indifferently and was about to hang up the phone when a familiar name suddenly came from the conversation on the other end.
"Zhou Xinwen and Qu Chi, right?"
Qin Chengmo stood up straight and wanted to hear more, but He Yang hung up the phone without hesitation.
"Hey! Auntie!"
He looked at the page that was hung up, raised his head and sighed.
Forget it, she won’t answer even if I call her.
On the other side, inside the training ground of Jing'an Sports Center.
"Zhou Xinwen and Qu Chi, right? Hello, I'm Xiang Cheng, the head coach of the national team's women's 100m."
The middle-aged man, about forty years old, had a gentle attitude, but he looked a little ferocious, which really scared Zhou Xinwen.
Even though she hid behind Qu Chi, it did not prevent the coaches present from praising her.
"Your results today are great. I asked you to come here just to see you. There will be a notice issued later. Starting in October, the national team will begin recruiting talents for various events. After the tryouts, you will be admitted to the national team based on your performance. I hope you will perform well."
Although they all contained the word "you", Qu Chi was very conscious and did not apply this associated word to himself.
She thought she might have disturbed the national team coach's selection process.
This was obviously a pre-recruitment encouragement for the national team's reserve talents, so she just took advantage of it to get some encouragement.
Her grades were pretty good, but that was without Zhou Xinwen.
Once you have a He Shi Bi, no one will choose agate.
After saying those high-sounding words, he finally got to the point where the national team coach wanted to do something.
"You're all tired from today's competition, so let's just do a simple speed test. You don't have to go all out. I want to see your technique and other aspects."
Qu Chi was a little surprised. He looked at He Yuntong and then at Xiang Cheng.
Pursing her lips, she still said, "Coach Xiang, can I not participate?"
Xiang Cheng frowned. He had also paid attention to the contestant Qu Chi before.
He has good talent and trains very hard. His performance improvement is not amazing, but it is improving steadily. If he is successfully promoted to the adult group, he has a great chance of joining the national team.
What is going on now? He doesn't even want to run a test match. Does he think he has no hope of beating Zhou Xinwen, so he's giving up?
This is his mentality, which can be said to be something that most coaches are dissatisfied with.
Athletes should become more courageous and challenge their limits after setbacks. If you have such a weak mentality, what kind of athlete are you?
Immediately, there was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his voice:
"Why, is there any reason why you don't want to run?"
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