Puta and him

The noise in the stands was so vague that he couldn't hear clearly. When the national anthem sounded, the world seemed to be quiet at once, and he gave a military salute as usual. This is the second time to stand on the highest podium of the Olympic Games, but time still hasn't taken away the blood of the big boy. Watching the national flag slowly rise, I can still feel blood, sweat and tears coming to my heart and choking his throat. He sang the national anthem softly and his voice was hoarse. The old wounds on his waist and legs gradually aggravated the pain with the progress of music. I can't tell you how I feel. He thought, Brother Hao was right and had mixed feelings, but in the end.

When leaving, teammates threw bouquets and mascots at the audience. He thought about it, took the flowers in one hand, sniffed them with the tip of his nose, and then threw them at a group of screaming girls. The other hand held the mascot in his arms and didn't mean to throw it out.

"I am almost thirty years old, and I still can't bear to part with the mascot doll."

"We are always three years fatter, hum."

. Looking at Weibo, he smiled gently:

Press the phone and type a few words "The doll is for my daughter." He clicked send.

"How to become a chubby niece, online, etc. , quite urgent. "

"It's amazing to have a prostitute."

"Little fatty's daughter is hopeless."

"That's not your niece, it is obviously the daughter of jade brother. You have the ability to give birth on your own. "

"The elder brother of the rain, and evil fat forces to rob you of Xiao Si rain-"

He slipped down with the latest comments, smiled and showed his little white teeth, then slowly felt tired and sleepy, and fell asleep on the bed without changing clothes. It was not until his teammates came in to wake him up that he felt hungry and had the urge to go out for a midnight snack to find something to eat. He just forgot. Occasionally, I have learned to be calm over the years. He learned not to be a child very early, when he should have been a child.

Brush your teeth, wash your face and sleep.

Well, tomorrow, I'll go back tomorrow.

Back in bed, he looked at his mobile phone again.

Zhou Yufa Weibo congratulated China on another bumper Olympic harvest. The picture is actually the training hall of Bayi. He is practicing for several small members of the women's team. Zhou Yu also added mischievously in the comments, "We can't relax for Guo Ping Changhong."

Veteran cadres. He thought, Zhou Yu is getting older and older.

Looking forward to Zhou Yu's recent Weibo, in addition to drying the baby, is the little girls he brought. Someone's forehand training needs to be strengthened, someone has successfully entered the first team in recent weightlifting, through summary, etc. Without punctuation marks, it earnestly exudes the glory of fatherly love.

He doesn't know these girls very well. One of them seems to remember something. Recently, she won the open championship with good results and is expected to hit the main force in the next Olympic cycle. In addition to the daily training of the Bayi Women's Team, Zhou Yu often goes to the Open to see her apprentices. He is not the coach of the national team, so he often goes at his own expense and can't be an off-court coach. However, after each game, you will see a video of Zhou nagging to give the girl a comeback and explanation. He is a very responsible coach. Many people advised him to compete for the national team coach, but Zhou Yu just wouldn't.

No, my level is limited. Zhou Yu always says with a smile.

Zhou Yu, after retiring, kept a low profile.

Marriage is quiet.

Most of the guests are close teammates, and there are not many banquets and they are not open to the media. Wang Hao is the witness and Fan Zhendong is the only best man.

"You can get married once in your life. If you don't make a fuss about your sister-in-law, you will regret it later. " Cheng Jingqi complained about the rain. "In addition, I think I should be a member of the best man group. As a result, you only let Dong Ge be your best man. You can't afford a suit? "

"Ah, we discussed it before we got married, so don't make a big deal. I am not a celebrity. Why do you want to put on such a big play? There is also Xiao Pang as the best man, as I have already said. " Zhou Yu waved Cheng Jingqi's slapstick hand. "I don't have to pay for his suit."

"The Olympic champion is my best man. I have a lot of face, don't I, fatty?"

Zhou Yu smiled. Fan Zhendong was still looking at his wedding photo on the table and said without looking back, "Zhou Yu, don't make excuses for your meanness."

They are still the best teammates of Bayi team.

But rarely, even less after the Tokyo Olympic cycle.

Zhou Yu's personality is a bit clingy, but he always carries it clearly. He is unwilling to trouble others. Fan Zhendong won't bother if he doesn't look for him.

Fan Zhendong thinks that Zhou is unreasonable and willful, but he is always kind, a little silly and a little cute. When he was radiant with flowers and applause, Zhou Yu quietly stepped back and then stepped back, watching him smile from a distance.

You laugh silly, Fan Zhendong thought, but it sounds good.

Fan Zhendong thought Zhou Yu was a little beautiful from a long time ago.

That's his 14 years old and Zhou Yu's 19 years old.

Zhou Yu opened the door on the edge of the adult world, while Fan Zhendong was still a child.

Fan Zhendong didn't take part in the adult competition. When playing table tennis, he just sat on the sidelines and watched Zhou Yu punch and shout on the court. Every game is like a crucial final, which makes Fan Zhendong pour some blood into it for no reason. At that time, no player of the same age beat him. Looking at Zhou Yu's sharp eyes on the court, staring at his silhouette, because he was so excited, the audience outside the court laughed. Great, Fan Zhendong thought. Brother Yu really looks good when he plays seriously.

Come on, I want to grow up quickly and stand on the court.

This wish came true soon. Faster than everyone expected, he didn't live up to his title of "little prodigy". Until he stood on the podium of the Olympic champion, looking back, he felt that the little boy who wanted to grow up quickly on the sidelines seemed to have gone so far unconsciously.

Fan Zhendong wants to keep something. Behind many ordinary emotions and jokes, Zhou Yu is more or less different.

However, many things in this world are not maintained by feelings.

Fan Zhendong didn't understand earlier.

By the time he realized it, he was no longer the child who could express his feelings willfully.

He walked too fast and too far, and his life grew up in countless departures and losses. The hasty pace made the impermanent world faster.

He thought a lot.

I probably can't afford to think about the relationship between people. For example, some people will never know each other unless they go to school together; If you don't be a teammate, you will never know each other; If you don't be a roommate, you'll never know each other; If we don't work together for the same goal, we will never become close.

However, after graduation, some students will no longer meet, teammates will be separated, and people who have been roommates for many years may lose contact.

The goals are no longer consistent, and they are scattered when they walk.

Therefore, it is very rare that the intimate relationship between people can be maintained all the time. Without ties, it's easy to separate.

Of course, there will be people who don't need any ties. Just by feeling, you miss me and I miss you. We are still lifelong friends, but it seems too difficult.

Fan Zhendong felt that the more he grew up, the more he was swayed by considerations of gain and loss.

Knowing that Zhou Yu will stay in Bayi as a coach after retiring, he is almost relieved in inexplicable disappointment.

Great, you see, we still have this bond, just like a kite can't fly far.

There is a little girl now.

The first time I saw Zhou Xiaoyu in pink, Fan Zhendong felt a little prickly in his heart. He was so happy that he was worried about watching Zhou Yu. "This chubby face, be a prostitute for me."

Zhou Yu just smiled and said yes. While teasing the child, he said, "But look at your chubby father. He didn't even have a meeting ceremony, and a prostitute came for nothing."

"yes."

Fan Zhendong just finished the game that day. He took a medal from his pocket and hung it around my little daughter's neck.

Zhou Yu took it off and put it back in his hand. "This medal is too important. Keep it for yourself. "

"I gave it to my daughter."

"Don't." Zhou Yu insisted.

Fan Zhendong stared at Zhou Yu for a while and gave in. "Well, next time I'll bring my first doll to my daughter."

Later, it became a practice in Fan Zhendong to bring dolls to goddaughters.

As usual, when he returned from the Olympic Games, he was surrounded by people as soon as he got off the plane. With the familiarity of these years, he met round after round of flowers and applause, and he felt that he should have no regrets.

When I returned to Bayi Team, the team gave him a special welcome. He can drink a lot now, but he still feels a little drunk in the warm atmosphere.

"Little fat dad."

The little girl opened her hand and asked him to hug her. He went to pinch her face. "The raindrops are beautiful again."

Looks like Zhou Yu. The last sentence is from my heart, but my girl's eyes are not as good as Zhou Yu's. He added in his mind.

They didn't do it too late. When they said goodbye, they got on Li Muqiao's car. Zhou Yu held his daughter in his right hand, and Fan Zhendong sat on his left, resting his head on Zhou Yu's shoulder to sleep.

Is Zhou Yuxian got off the bus, he patted Fan Zhendong's face, gentle, like the past many, many busy nights have been forgotten, and gently returned to Fan Zhendong's eyes.

"I am fat, so I don't sleep. Go back to sleep, or you will catch a cold. "

Fan Zhendong looked up and subconsciously cried "Zhou Yu-"

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Yu cocked his head and smiled at him: "I'm sleepy again."

When the car pulled out, Xiaoyu held the doll and waved to him.

Not bad. Everything is fine. Although I occasionally think about all kinds of people I met in the past, I'm afraid Zhou Yu has the clearest impression. I didn't think about it before, but now I do. When he bowed his head and said nothing, shook his head angrily, and suddenly giggled, he knew everything. While recalling these fragments, he also got to know Zhou Yu again.

He was 27 years old and Zhou Yu was 32 years old.

"Goodbye." He said to the window.

Zhou Yu

As the players practiced, after Zhou Yu served a ball, he watched the little players sitting on the ground panting. "How, do you feel more motivated after watching the Olympic Games?"

He thought to himself and lit the training roster in his hand, just as he kept a training diary for himself in those days. There are many things written on it, recording the training situation of the players, including the results of recent games, video analysis scores and recent status.

I just talked to them these two days. I don't know how much I heard, but my training spirit seems to be better.

Zhou Yu smiled with satisfaction.

"I see you training has been negative this time, what's the matter, and the mood? Didn't I say that ups and downs are normal? If you don't play well, come back and analyze the problem and solve it slowly. Everything has a process, don't worry. " Zhou Yu said.

"No."

The girl pursed her lips, looked at the floor, blinked a few times, and still couldn't help crying.

"Director Zhou," she raised her hand to wipe tears, "I just, just feel a little-"

"Huh?"

"It's no use. No matter how hard I try, it's useless. "

"You are already the best player in our group. You still think so. What can others do? "

"No," the girl said eagerly, "I just played better last year, but I know in my heart that every game in the team is clearer, others are making progress faster than me, only me, only me standing still. Last year, when everyone in the team was optimistic about me, they all said that I should win the championship this year, but this year is almost over, and there is no sign of a champion. I went out to play two open tournaments and couldn't even get through the second round. Nobody is optimistic about me. "

Zhou patted her and told her to look into her eyes. "In fact, it doesn't matter who is optimistic. What matters is yourself. But if you think this will make you more confident-I have always been very optimistic about you, you know, your goal should also be the world champion. "

He suddenly remembered the conversation between coach Wang Tao and himself at the dinner table many years ago.

"Zhou Yu, come on, your goal should still be the world champion."

He knows everything, and that faint hope sometimes seems closer, and at that moment it seems far away. He ran forward for many years under the guidance of the distant starlight.

"What's wrong with wanting to be a world champion or even an Olympic champion?"

His wife was still his girlfriend at that time. He casually mentioned the dream he announced when he was a teenager, and then said with a little self-mockery, "It's too early to talk big."

"You're right," said the wife suddenly with a little seriousness. "When I was young, I said I wanted to go to Peking University. If you can't get into Peking University, won't you take the exam? You can't be an athlete if you can't be an Olympic champion? In any case, people must move forward. "

"I know." Zhou Yu smiled gently.

In fact, someone said the same thing to her.

He forgot when it was, whether it was the defeat of Ping-Pong Super League, or the stop of the open qualifying tournament, or whether the through race almost failed to knock on the door of the so-called "main force".

It's too uncomfortable. Sweat drips down, my hair is messy and my knees hurt.

His left shoulder was covered with an ice pack.

It's getting late, only he and Fan Zhendong sit side by side in the corridor of the infirmary.

Little fatty hasn't spoken.

"Go back first. I should be fine here for a while."

"The elder brother of the rain," Fan Zhendong hesitated to speak, "I know what I said at the moment is a bit like standing-"

"But you are really great, you don't feel uncomfortable. Go ahead anyway, right? "

Fan Zhendong is really a lovely person.

No, it's hateful and cute, but it's still cuter.

It seems that I was a child yesterday, and today I am the captain of the Bayi team and the national team. Little fatty is too cruel, Zhou Yu thought, so I won't care if you hate him.

Fan Zhendong is usually calm and decent when facing the outside world in the competition. Maybe he is too familiar with Zhou Yu. When people face people they are familiar with, they often expose some inner weaknesses and spikes. Therefore, Zhou Yu has seen Fan Zhendong sulking blatantly at the dinner table, Fan Zhendong who will be thrown out when exercising, and Fan Zhendong who choked up after two or three unreasonable sentences.

But children are still very easy to coax, and Zhou Yu knows how to coax.

But Fan Zhendong didn't know how to coax Zhou Yu. But every time Zhou Yu saw him trying to make himself happy, those unsuccessful words of comfort made Zhou Yu's heart suddenly soft and less wrinkled.

Fan Zhendong in Zhou Yu's eyes is sincere and kind.

Treat people without reservation, even teach each other their own service seriously before the war, care about winning or losing, and live openly. Zhou Yu thinks he is a qualified champion. When he thought so, he was still a little proud. Not only because they are teammates of Bayi. For everything in Fan Zhendong, Zhou Yu always has some glorious emotions, which has been a habit for many years. Just like every time, every time I look at Fan Zhendong standing on the court, except when he is standing opposite himself, he always wants Little Fat to win.

For other teammates, he rarely has such a straightforward bias.

Good things, special things, Zhou Yu thinks he should give them to him.

Xiaoyudian is very interested in Zhou Yu's medal recently.

Sit on the floor and have fun with medals in hand.

"Dad, is this also the first place?"

"Yes, I won the first prize with your little fat father."

"Does that chubby dad have the same medal?"

"yes. There are the same dolls. "

"Dad, do you have many medals like chubby dad?"

"hmm."

"That, that big trophy? This is in chubby father's house. "

Zhou Yu paused, and then realized what her daughter said.

The doubles trophy of the world championship.

"No, dad didn't. That's the first place that chubby dad won with others. "

"Why?"

"……"

Zhou Yu thought about how to explain to her daughter. As she grows up day by day, she will understand sooner or later that her father is not the most powerful person in her mind now.

"Because dad doesn't have a key."

He suddenly told the story.

"A long time ago, there was a very high mountain with a beautiful big house on it. There are many beautiful trophies in the big house. However, it is a long way to climb to the door of that house Dad started with many people and climbed together. Many people gave up, only a few people persisted and came to the door of the big house. But dad found that he needed a key to enter the house, but dad didn't know that dad didn't have a key from the beginning and couldn't get in. "

Almost. How many times? Almost.

Zhou Yu pulled her hair and sat on the sidelines, looking at the court in confusion and shaking her head with a wry smile.

Far from it.

If it is almost every time, it is not almost at all, but a lot worse.

Maybe a little determination, maybe a little luck, maybe a little skill. But it is always like a bottomless black hole, sucking and devouring the ladder built with a lot of hard work.

If everything in this world can be achieved through hard work, how can there be so many regrets?

You see, in the end, he lost a key.

Xiaoyu cried.

Simple children watch Zhou Yu and listen to stories, only knowing that they are sad for their father.

"Why don't you have a key-"

"Don't cry, you listen to me-"Xiu Yu gently wiped her tears.

"Dad didn't enter the house at last, but he was still very happy. After all, I persisted until the end. On the way to climb the mountain, dad saw many scenery that others could not see, and he also made many friends, including your chubby dad. Even if my father knew from the beginning that he could not enter the house, he would probably want to climb up and have a look. "

"You will encounter many such things in the future. If you like it, stick to it. You won't regret it, you know? "

My girl nodded, but her eyes were still vacant.

Zhou Yu felt that she had gone deeper, and her daughter probably didn't understand. He smiled and sighed.

"You see dad met so many people, your chubby dad, those uncles and aunts of Bayi team, and uncle Ji Ke-"

"Uncle Ji Ke." Xiaoyudian said.

"What?" It is cold and rainy in the week.

"Last time Uncle Jike said, you must call him uncle, or he will stab me with his beard every time he sees me."

"……"

In contrast, Xiaoyudian still prefers a chubby father without a beard.

Every time you have a dinner, you have to find a chubby dad to hug you. After coming back from the Olympic Games, Fan Zhendong sat diagonally opposite Zhou Yu, holding my little daughter in her lap, and skillfully took out two crabs. Zhou Yu looks funny and a little jealous. "Don't eat like your chubby father." Zhou Yu said, let her daughter sit on the little fat man's lap and lament that her daughter is so easy to buy.

Eating a lively meal, drinking and chatting, Zhou Yu vaguely heard Fan Zhendong asking his little daughter, "Who is more handsome with your father?" And "your father sings badly, not as good as me" and so on.

Zhou Yu felt his roots itch again.

The glass at hand has reached the bottom. Zhou Yugang took a bite of spicy food, and his spicy mouth was dry and thirsty. He probed around for water. The table turned and the teapot turned in front of him. He stopped and poured himself a glass of water.

Looked up, and Fan Zhendong's hand was still on the table, firmly holding the turntable. When he finished pouring water, he turned around and gave Xiaoyu a crab.

Zhou Yu continued to eat and drink.

Then get the soup on your wrist.

Before the sentence "Brother Hao helped me turn the napkin around" was finished, the napkin turned to him firmly. Raindrops and hundreds of billions of raindrops are full and running around the table. At the moment, Fan Zhendong is no longer pestering him. He is talking to "A Fan" and laughing happily. He still held out a hand to hold the turntable, glanced at Zhou Yu's paper towel, and retracted his hand.

All right.

Today's Fan Zhendong is also lovely and hateful. Cute is still much more than hateful.

On the return bus, Fan Zhendong sat next to Zhou Yu, probably sleepy and tired, and fell asleep on his shoulder. Zhou Yu cocked his head and looked at his head.

It seems to be the 10,000 th time. The little hero really works hard.

Every time he wins, not only flowers, applause, but also hugs. Someone should pat him on the shoulder and touch his head. Someone has to treat him like a child to make up for everything that should have belonged to a child in his rapid growth.

At least that's what Zhou Yu thought at this time.

He hoped that Fan Zhendong would get a strong hug every time he opened his hand.

The night scene outside the window flashed in a hurry, and Zhou Yu somehow recalled the time when he took his team members to watch the men's singles final a few days ago. In the last few balls, Zhou Yu's palms were sweaty. Through the screen, he looked at the drops of sweat on Fan Zhendong's nose, his eyes calm but certain.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that nothing had changed. He feels that this road is really bumpy and glorious, painful and happy. He felt that none of them would regret it.

Over the years.

After all these years.