Time to eat
In the cafeteria, Zhou Xinwen had just gotten her meal. When she looked up and saw Qu Chi, she waved excitedly.
"Sister Qu Chi! Over here!"
Qu Chi paused, and Wang Yu peeked out from behind her.
Wang Yu was rarely understanding: "How about you sit with me?"
She was afraid that Qu Chi felt burdened, and perhaps she didn't want to see Zhou Xinwen now.
Qu Chi was indeed a little uncomfortable, but she knew it had nothing to do with Zhou Xinwen. The coach had specifically moved her away so as not to affect Zhou Xinwen's mood.
She just paused, nodded to Zhou Xinwen, and went to get her food.
Wang Yu was still sizing up the atmosphere between the two of them as he quickly followed Qu Chi's long legs.
"Slow down, I feel like you've grown taller."
For some reason, Wang Yu squeezed in front of their table.
"I'm sitting here too. Zhou Xinwen, right? My name is Wang Yu. I'm a long jumper and 200-meter runner. You don't see me often."
Unexpectedly, these two people were so unfamiliar with each other that they needed to introduce themselves. This time, Qu Chi was really curious about who had passed the news to Wang Yu.
Zhou Xinwen greeted blankly: "Oh, I'm running the 100-meter race."
Quchi is still quiet.
Zhou Xinwen hadn't seen Qu Chi all morning and was reluctant to leave: "Sister Qu Chi, how was your training this morning? Can we join the national team together?"
She believed that she would be fine, but she was very worried about Qu Chi.
But Qu Chi just ate his meal calmly, while Wang Yu nearly choked. His eyes were almost buried in his food, his ears erect like antennae.
Zhou Xinwen felt a little embarrassed, thinking that she was being too conceited about her confidence in making the national team.
"The coach told me today that the national team's women's 100m coach has redesigned the training plan for me. If I train hard, I should be fine."
Qu Chi's movements were slightly delayed for a moment. Zhou Xinwen was just talking about her training situation, but it showed that the national team coach valued Zhou Xinwen.
In just one night, she had received a special training plan, but what about her?
Qu Chi didn't want to affect her mood anymore. She shouldn't pay so much attention to Zhou Xinwen. From now on, she was just a 400-meter runner.
She swallowed the delicious egg in two bites. She didn't want to eat the rest, so she picked up the plate and was about to leave.
"I'm done eating."
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar female voice sounded behind him.
"Qu Chi! We meet again."
He Yang waved at her with a smile on his face. Today she was not wearing the national team coaching uniform. She had a work badge on her neck and a young man who looked out of place was standing next to her.
He has fair skin that seems to be glowing among a group of tanned athletes. He has clear features and is handsome and aggressive.
At this moment, he met Qu Chi's surprised gaze, with a sly smile in his deep eyes. He waved slightly secretly, as if hinting at a secret that belonged only to the two of them.
Is it him?
Qu Chi stood up straight and looked at the two people, each one surprising her more than the other.
He Yang and the track and field fans that day...
How come they appeared together in the provincial team’s cafeteria?
He Yang strolled leisurely: "Why, after just one night, you forgot about your coach?"
Qu Chi mumbled, unable to utter a single word. He could only whisper, "Coach He."
How could He Yang be considered her coach now? Even this morning, in order to confront Liu Yue, she didn't dare to say that.
But He Yang just calls himself that.
"Ha, I came to visit the provincial team today, and I wanted to see you too." He Yang smiled meaningfully, as if he was hiding something. He then introduced the people around him, "This is my nephew. What a coincidence! When I asked him yesterday, he went to the same school as you! He even knew you were on the provincial team."
Qin Chengmo's eyes were filled with tenderness: "Hello, I'm Qin Chengmo."
Qu Chi was rarely flustered and wanted to shake hands, but found that he was still holding the leftover food plate.
After putting down the plate, he remembered that he had just finished his meal and had not washed his hands yet. It seemed not good, so he stretched out his right hand halfway and then retracted it.
"Hello, I'm Qu Chi."
Qin Chengmo quickly reached out and held Qu Chi's right hand: "Well, hello."
He Yang looked at his nephew and felt extremely disappointed. He was still the one who couldn't talk...
"I will always support you, come on."
He Yang was extremely surprised and looked at Qin Chengmo as if he suddenly didn't recognize him.
When had she ever heard this guy say such polite words?
Qu Chi: "Thank you."
The hands were not held together for long. Qu Chi withdrew his hand, and the warmth in his palm seemed to still retain the coolness of the other party.
Your hands are so cold...are you not feeling well?
Qu Chi's thoughts took off, and he guessed that he had a dream of becoming an athlete, but was unable to pursue the track due to his frail health.
In the eyes of Qu Chi, who had been surrounded by a sports atmosphere since childhood, Qin Chengmo's fair skin and pale lips symbolized his weakness, even though the other party was a tall man who was estimated to be over 185 cm tall.
He Yang noticed that there was still some food left on her plate and asked, "Why? Is the food in your provincial team's cafeteria not to your liking? Why did you only eat so little?"
Qu Chi looked at the leftovers, then at He Yang, feeling guilty as if he had been caught doing something bad.
"No, I'll finish eating right now."
He Yang smiled and rubbed her head: "Okay, don't be so nervous. If you are really afraid of me, how can I carry out my work? I am very kind. If you don't believe me, ask Qin Chengmo, am I very gentle?"
Qin Chengmo seemed to be offline. He stood there without saying a word. He didn't look at Qu Chi, but instead fixed his eyes on the backrest of Qu Chi's seat.
He Yang clicked his tongue.
Qu Chi: "No, Coach He, I'm not afraid. I just... respect you."
Why would she be afraid of He Yang?
When He Yang mentioned that she had talent for the 400 meters, she felt like He Yang was glowing.
He Yang: "Okay, we still have plenty of time to spend together. I see you have too much left over, you must not be full. I want to eat with you."
Qu Chi sat down again, with her hands folded in her legs, waiting for He Yang to come back and have dinner with her.
Wang Yu lowered his voice but couldn't hide his excitement: "Who is this!!"
Qu Chi tilted his head and was about to introduce He Yang: "She is a national..."
“How can you be so handsome!”
Qu Chi shut up.
It turns out that Wang Yu is only interested in the opposite sex and she is too superficial.
Wang Yu coughed dryly twice: "No, no, I just heard you call her coach. Is she your former coach?"
"She is coach He Yanghe of the national team, and she is the coach who selected Sister Qu Chi to run in the 400 meters." Zhou Ying looked at her with respect and spoke in a tone full of admiration.
This time, Wang Yu's voice was even more excited than when he saw the handsome guy: "What! He's from the national team!"
For athletes, a national coach is more uncontrollable than a good-looking member of the opposite sex.
He Yang and Qin Chengmo came back quickly, but the seating arrangement for the four of them was awkward; they couldn't let Wang Yu or Zhou Xinwen make room.
Qin Chengmo didn't make anyone feel awkward and took the food and sat behind Qu Chi.
The man's body was not as cold as his hands, but had a heat that Qu Chi was not used to.
She sat up slightly, letting her body lean forward.
"Let's eat. I took a look and the dishes are quite rich."
In front of the coach, even the talkative Wang Yu was as quiet as a chicken.
Qu Chi started eating his food again.
In fact, the provincial team’s meals are also customized according to the needs of the athletes. If the food portions are too small, they will not be able to sustain a whole day’s exercise.
Qu Chi is not full, so he can still continue eating.
He Yang asked, "How was the training this morning?"
Qu Chi swallowed his food and nodded solemnly, "I did the same speed training and lower limb strength training as before, and also learned... a curve start."
He Yang wasn't trying to test his students, so he said in a casual manner, "Really? That's right. The 400 meters also requires speed and strength training. I'll discuss your training plan with the other coaches on the team. Once you join the national team, we'll adjust it based on your physical analysis data."
Qu Chi was speechless and could only nod.
After the meal, He Yang said goodbye to them and took away Qin Chengmo, who was sitting quietly on the side as a handsome man.
Qu Chi looked at his back as he left and suddenly remembered what he said yesterday.
I hope to get a signed banner next time we meet.
But she put the banner under her pillow and didn't have time to sign it.
He is the nephew of Coach He Yang. Perhaps, if I can't see him next time, I can ask Coach He to bring him over.
But it would be ridiculous.
She's not a famous track and field athlete, yet she still signs autographs for people.
Let’s wait until the day we actually meet in the competition.
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