Why give up taekwondo
Last night, she slept on an iron plate bed, and went directly to work without asking for leave in the morning, and she was sore all over her body before she waited for two hours, with red eyes, and she was dozing harder and harder every time.
Director Bai looked distressed and patted her on the shoulder, "Jiang Xu, don't work too hard, you will rest." ”
"Well, good..."
Jiang Xiang leaned over and watched Director Bai return to the office, only then did he move his body slightly, his left hand wrapped around the bowl of his right hand, and his left index finger followed in a circle.
The frequency of this action is too high, and I have seen Ling Ling three times in the morning alone.
She turned the wheel and slid over, painted the scoop according to the gourd, and asked suspiciously, "Jiang Xu, what do you mean by this?" ”
"Oh, the little moves I used to decompress and reduce dryness when I was a taekwondo player on the team have no practical meaning."
It was her first time competing, and she was so nervous that she used knitting to calm her mind.
The pioneering work is the use of red, blue and white three-color bracelets, using a special weaving method, although the appearance looks like there is an ugly alternative white between the three colors, but the inner surface of the bracelet will be a "owed" word.
It is customary to touch a few laps before the race, as if this will calm the mind.
Later, I was clever, and I made up orange, yellow and white, a total of thirteen, and gave it to the team members at the time.
Now everyone is distributed to the ends of the earth, some people are special police, some people have become Olympic champions, and they are all serving the country.
There is also her casual style, looking for a company to live her own small life leisurely.
Ling Ling blinked her walnut-sized eyes and pointed to her smooth arm, "What about your bracelet?" ”
"Lost it."
"Lost?" Ling Ling said he didn't understand, "Why did you lose such a commemorative bracelet?" ”
"In the last game of my life, as soon as I was excited, I took it off and threw it into the audience..."
You must know that there will inevitably be several impulsive moments in a person's life.
The action of throwing the bracelet at that time was sassy!
After the end of the game, my wrist is empty, and I regret it!
Jiang Xiang rubbed his soft hair, sweetly revealing two small tiger teeth, "I remember that the girl in the audience was so excited that she almost fainted when she grabbed the bracelet. ”
That girl, not to mention how crazy she is, shouts loudly, and her love for her is deep and intense!
It's just that later she figured it out.
The bracelet had been with her for seven years, and when she decided to abandon her career as an athlete, she should have abandoned it at the same time, so it would be a good idea to entrust it to her fans.
"Jiang Xu, why didn't you play taekwondo later?"
In this sport, the "lifespan" of an athlete should be very long. But Jiang Yu just entered the school team of Linke University, and he has made a small difference, participated in several taekwondo competitions, and "retired" after winning gold medals in several groups.
"Because I don't want to be in the national team."
She will always remember the day when she discussed withdrawing from the team with the coach after the game, the coach was furious and scolded, until now, four years later, Jiang Yu didn't dare to visit him.
The coach really wants to make her a highly-anticipated World Champion.
However, everyone has their own ambitions.
Taekwondo can be a form of exercise for her, but the systematic training method of stretching in the morning and kicking and running in the evening can no longer be her routine.
Xianyun Yehe does not seek fame, she is a Buddhist koala girl, and she hangs on a tree and sleeps for a day, which is what she yearns for.
Ling Ling patted his thigh and stretched out his hand to praise, "Cool!" Hand me the manuscript on your left. ”
Jiang Xiang glanced at his empty left, and then looked at the right side, which was full of manuscripts.
I opened the lid, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and took a slow sip.
"Ling Ling, you say... Which? ”