An Jingzhi taught him various running techniques for several days, but An Xiaojun forgot them as soon as he turned around.
Due to the other party's brain development problems, An Jingzhi could only be patient and train An Xiaojun little by little so that he could form muscle memory.
Overall, the effect is good. Just don't think about teaching him all at once. Just teach him one small movement every day, and then let An Xiaojun repeat the exercise continuously. After half a month, there will be initial results, and he will learn a movement to start and exert force.
At least I can run one or two seconds faster than before.
In sports, a second or two can make the difference between victory and defeat.
This also proves that although An Xiaojun has intellectual disabilities, he is indeed capable of training, and that is enough.
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An Jingzhi went out frequently these days. In the original owner's memory, although he knew that teachers from the provincial sports base would come to their county's primary school to participate in the sports meet and select good talents, he was not sure of the specific day.
An Jingzhi first went to the county to sell persimmons, and then used the profit from selling persimmons to collect rags. After earning two hundred yuan, he stopped.
He collected all kinds of things. He would pack up the useless waste paper and sell it to the recycling station as scrap. He would also dismantle useful parts from electrical appliances and sell them to those who knew the value of them.
After the college entrance examination was opened, more and more people engaged in speculation and profiteering, and the atmosphere was not as tense as before.
He put fifty dollars in an envelope and kept the rest on his person.
After hanging around in the county for half a month, I finally found out exactly which school the sports base teacher would go to and when the sports meets would be held.
When An Jingzhi came back, An Xiaoqiu was feeding chickens outside the house.
"Here you go." An Jingzhi took out the envelope from his body and handed it to An Xiaoqiu.
An Xiaoqiu looked up with a puzzled look on her face. "What is that?" Could it be a letter from someone? It didn't look like it, there was no stamp.
And it doesn't feel like letter paper when I touch it.
An Jingzhi smiled and said, "As for your money, haven't I been going to the county every day these days? Actually, I was secretly selling persimmons and inquiring about the provincial sports base. I just remembered to withdraw the money for you today."
Glancing at Old Lady An standing at the kitchen door, An Jingzhi lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell your grandma that I'm going to the county to sell persimmons. It might scare her."
An Xiaoqiu didn't say anything. She opened the envelope and saw 5 big unity notes inside.
"Not that much." Although An Xiaoqiu was not sure how much money she gave to the other party, she was very sure that it was not that much.
"The extra amount is your tuition from your father. You're still going to college, aren't you? It's not easy for a girl to be without money. I went to the county and sold a lot of persimmons these days, and I made some money. Take it."
An Xiaoqiu lowered her head, her hair hiding the expression on her face. After a long while, she stammered, "Thank you." Dad.
The hurt of more than ten years cannot be healed by just a few words. Even though she knew in her heart that the other party had his own difficulties, she still couldn't get over it.
An Jingzhi rubbed the other person's head vigorously until An Xiaoqiu's hair was disheveled. "What's there to thank me for? I'm your father. Let's get back to work. I still have a pile of clothes in my room. Haven't you forgotten? Wash them all for me."
An Xiaoqiu's hair was messed up by the other party. She immediately raised her head and glared at An Jingzhi with anger in her eyes.
After hearing what the other party said, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know!"
Sure enough, it’s still that horrible dad.
Old Mrs. An watched from a distance without intervening. After watching the interaction between the father and daughter, she happily went back to the kitchen to work.
She also plans to make some chili sauce for her granddaughter to take to school with her meals.
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"Come on! Come on! Li Xiaobo, run faster! The people behind are catching up!"
"Come on, Zhao Hongjun! Come on, Zhao Hongjun!"
An Jingzhi took An Xiaojun to wander around Hongxing Primary School. Because of the sports meeting, there were many parents entering the school, and the supervision was not so strict these days, so he brought his son in easily.
After walking around for the whole morning, he focused on the running exercises and didn't notice the person who looked like a teacher at the physical education base.
An Xiaojun didn't feel tired after the whole morning. His eyes were bright and he looked around curiously. He had an intellectual disability and had never been to school since childhood. He could barely recognize his own name, which was taught by An Xiaoqiu.
"Xiaojun, are you hungry? Come on, Dad will take you to eat."
After the morning sports meeting, An Jingzhi took An Xiaojun to eat in the cafeteria. Originally, the meals in the school cafeteria were brought by these students themselves, and the cafeteria only helped to heat up the meals. They did not sell much food. After all, most children would choose to bring their own to save money.
But because today is the sports day, there are many parents coming, so the cafeteria has specially put up a lot more tables and added a few windows selling food.
An Jingzhi, with his big white teeth flashing, said to an old woman in the window who was about the same age as Mrs. An, "Sister, give me some more meat. The child is too thin. Give him some more nutrition."
The old woman looked happy. "Why call me sister? I'm old enough to be your mother. Come on, eat more. This child is really too thin."
An Jingzhi squeezed out with his sweet talk and shamelessness, carrying a plate with more meat than others.
They arrived early and found an empty table right away.
An Xiaojun was greeted by An Jingzhi and followed him closely, going wherever An Jingzhi went.
Even if An Jingzhi didn't tell him, An Xiaojun wouldn't run around. In this place where no one knew him, An Jingzhi was the only person he was familiar with and dependent on. After going out, he didn't dare to leave her.
While they were eating, two people suddenly sat down next to them.
"Old Jiang, didn't you find anything you liked this morning?"
The man called Lao Jiang shook his head. "They're all not very good. One of them can run fast, but he's too old and doesn't have much potential. If we had discovered it earlier, it would have been fine. Now it's too late. The bones have already been shaped, so the training won't be very effective."
"Okay, then do you want to try again this afternoon? There's still another 200 meters left."
Lao Jiang nodded and said while eating, "Let's wait and see." Their provincial sports base was going to expand its enrollment, so they sent him out to select good seedlings. Before coming here, he had been to several nearby counties, but so far, he had not seen anyone with potential.
An Jingzhi and the other person were quiet, eating while listening to the two people talking.
No wonder he didn’t see the teacher from the sports base all morning. It turned out that the teacher was standing on the teaching building watching and didn’t come down at all.
An Jingzhi had been looking at the teachers who were counting nearby, so he naturally didn't notice the other person.
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