Chapter 13: Difficult to Choose!
A few days after the selection exam, everyone went to and from school as usual. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Zhao Tian and the others saw that Zhang Qing had nothing to do, and they laughed every day, so they didn't ask him anything more, and several people still played football together every day.
On the third day, on the day the results were announced, the list of selected students had been posted on the school's bulletin board, and the students in the school flocked to the school, crowding the billboard, as if it was the same as the previous examination champion list, you and I were discussing the list of selected students.
Yang Qiongying and Zhao Tian were very excited, the two of them squeezed in separately, Chen Lin was more scared, didn't dare to look, and told Zhao Tian to tell him if he saw it. Zhang Qing stood alone in the outer circle of the crowd, chatting with Li Xiaogang.
Zhao Tian suddenly shouted loudly: "Ah, the first in line is Gao Lefei, Lefei, you have been selected for the first place." ”
After listening to him, the other students who took the exam hurried to see if there was their name on the list.
"Ah, Damn, Xiao Gang, you are actually the second place! This...... This is not scientific! ”
Li Xiaogang was chatting with Zhang Qing, and when he heard Zhao Tian call him by his name, he was very happy, dragging his fat body and squeezing into the crowd.
"I see mine!" Zhao Tian shouted loudly.
Chen Lin held his head and recited the scriptures vigorously.
"Chen Lin, you are also selected!" Zhao Tian was full of excitement.
On the other side, Yang Qiongying has been looking for Zhang Qing's name, but she has been looking for a long time, but she can't find it. It stands to reason that it is impossible, Yang Qiongying thought to herself, Zhang Qing could not have lost the election!
Zhang Qing himself is also very anxious, it would be false to say that he is not in a hurry, but he always feels that he may have no hope, after all, he lost to the other party in the group confrontation, and he also looked inside.
Suddenly, Yang Qiongying saw two boys: Zhang Qing.
"I found it, Zhang Qing!"
Zhang Qing's hanging heart finally landed, and Li Xiaogang used his flesh to open a way for Zhang Qing to come in.
When he came in to take a look, he saw the last line of the list, with two small words written: Zhang Qing.
A big stone in my heart finally fell.
Last place! Zhang Qing was the last to be selected for the school football team!
No matter what you say, I was finally selected, and it's a good thing that I didn't lose the selection. Zhang Qing comforted himself so much.
At this time, Mr. Lei was old: "Come, students be quiet, today is the day to announce the list of selected members of the school team, this time there are a total of 32 students who participated in the exam, and 12 students were finally selected." The selected students will go back to prepare for the preparation, and tomorrow after school, they will gather in the playground and tell you some things. After speaking, Mr. Lei left.
After the teacher left, the rest of the students chattered.
"Gao Lefei is the first place."
"Is it the barb?"
"No, that's Zhang Qing, it seems to be in Class 1 of the third grade."
"Was he selected?"
"I was selected, but it seems to be the last one."
"Ah, what's going on?"
……
Although Zhang Qing was selected for the school team, he always felt that the last place was not ideal, and Gao Lefei was the first place, and Li Xiaogang was also the second place, so he secretly made up his mind that he would have to work harder in the subsequent training to reach Gao Lefei's level.
After returning home, Zhang Qing took the initiative to find his father.
"Dad, I want to train a little more every day, and you can teach me more."
Zhang Zhi looked at his son and said, "You should practice the basic skills first." ”
"However, I think progress is too slow now."
"Don't worry, take your time, listen to Dad."
Zhang Zhi's expression was very firm.
Zhang Qing had no choice but to give up, but he made up his mind to practice more every day.
Zhang Zhi noticed his son's thoughts, and said earnestly: "It's not that Dad doesn't teach you, the sport of football is far more complicated than you think, you are now practicing the basic skills in a down-to-earth manner, and after a while, Dad will teach you some other things." ”
When Zhang Qing heard his father say this, he finally nodded with a smile.
At night, when Zhang Qing fell asleep, Yang Lan lay on the bed and asked Zhang Zhi: "Why do you say our son wants to practice so much?" ”
"Good thing, it is."
"But...... Hey, I'm mainly afraid that he's tired, he's only in the third grade, and he's going to practice so hard, so I'm going to play professionally like you in the future? ”
Zhang Zhi said: "He has an opponent, and he is only motivated to train. ”
Yang Lan sat up: "What do you mean?" ”
"Xiaojun told me before that there was a child in their school who had transferred from a football school," Zhang Zhi paused and continued, "My son has only just started playing football and has not received professional training before. ”
Yang Lan paused for 2 seconds, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, you mean that this person can be a sparring partner for his son." ”
“…… Someone is better than your son. Zhang Zhi said.
"That's your son too." Yang Lan was not convinced.
"Well, it's a good thing for him to let him go through the experience, Xiaojun told me that my son will barb......"
Before Zhang Zhi finished speaking, Yang Lan looked a little surprised, and grabbed the words: "What? He's only in the first grade, who taught him? ”
Zhang Zhi shook his head.
Yang Lan continued: "Could it be that he is so good at it? Imitating someone else? ”
Zhang Zhi did not answer Yang Lan's question, and continued his words: "It seems that my son has a strong talent for football, but ......
"I see, you think it's not necessarily a good thing to have talent, it still has to be experienced, for him, going through setbacks can be a good thing, it can temper his will and heart." Yang Lan grabbed it again and said.
Zhang Zhi nodded again.
Yang Lan continued: "You have to enter your sports school at that time. ”
Zhang Zhi replied: "There will be half a year after entering." ”
Yang Lan nodded thoughtfully.
The couple chatted for a while and then fell asleep. Zhang Zhi couldn't sleep for a long time, and after Yang Lan fell asleep, he quietly got up, walked to the desk, picked up a notebook, and wrote on it......
Early the next morning, Zhang Qing got up very early and went downstairs to practice alone.
In the small park downstairs, there are only a few old men who walk birds, and there are old aunts who go to buy early queues.
Zhang Qing silently started with jogging alone. In fact, since last night, he has formulated a training plan for himself, the plan is basically to run in the morning every morning, practice juggling, passing, dribbling and other basic skills, and wait for the evening after school to practice shooting, passing and other actions, and by the way, play a small field with Zhao Tian and them.
For his dream, Zhang Qing is working hard silently, and none of his friends are idle, Zhao Tian, Chen Lin, and Li Xiaogang made an appointment to go to the school playground early in the morning to practice, Chen Lin has been practicing very actively since he scored a goal in the selection exam, and Gao Lefei is also secretly training alone in the stadium near his home.
Dreams are great, it can make people work hard, dreams are beautiful, it carries all of us, to the other side of happiness.