"Got a class? Can I go to class? Yang Chong heard the words of his classmate Zuo Nan, and suddenly came to his senses.

Run, run, run. Yang Chong came back to his senses and found that he had been running for a few days, but nothing could be changed, if he wanted to change, it was a few days when he slowly persevered, and his body gradually became numb from soreness, and there was no practical meaning at all. Seeing that his classmate Zuo Nan came to inform him to go to class, Yang Chong immediately stopped and pulled the other party away directly.

Seeing Yang Chong's appearance, Zhou Jianfeng smiled: "He can finally devote himself to training now." ”

When he came to the classroom, Yang Chong sat down and suddenly felt that sitting was enjoyment.

However, before he could enjoy two minutes, the teacher called Yang Chong to the office.

Teacher Zuo Nan pushed his glasses and nodded at Yang Chong: "Yes, in the past few days of training, you have become more energetic." ”

"Actually, I love to learn more." Yang Chong is telling the truth now, if there is no tutoring, how good it is to sit in the class and mix time.

"No, you don't need to, no, it's true that you love to study, but your grades don't need tutoring." Glasses Zuo Nan pushed his glasses again, coughed lightly, and said with a straight face: "That's right, yes, your current grades are already at the top of your age, and you only need to review diligently at the end of this period, and you can still maintain your grades, so in terms of learning, you have been able to relax, and you will learn what you should learn." So I think it's better for you to participate in this dodgeball club now, and I think all the teachers who tutored you think so. ”

Listening to the teacher's words, the corners of Yang Chong's mouth twitched, it turned out that he still didn't want to let himself tutor, these teachers didn't want to let themselves do it, it seems that tutoring wasted the time of teachers who had to do it, and these guys were unwilling. In this case, isn't it just that you don't write your name, and you just count it as no problem.

Seeing Yang Chong's expression as if he saw something, the teacher Zuo Nan coughed again, and suddenly changed the topic: "Speaking of which, do you know that our school is called the movement of the soul?" ”

"Ping Pong." Yang Chong didn't even think about it, but he heard that he had won the ranking of the national competition before, and these schools that could say that the resources were only given to the best clubs, what else should they do if they didn't treat this as their soul?

"Nope." Teacher Zuo Nan pushed his glasses and said solemnly: "It's dodgeball!" ”

you, what has become of the dodgeball club, and the movement of the soul, do you teachers think that the soul of the school is about to disappear? Yang Chong only thought about it in his heart and didn't say it.

Seeing that Yang Chong didn't speak, the teacher Zuo Nan pushed his glasses and said recallingly: "I am now in my forties, married and had children, and I have been a teacher for so many years, but I will never forget the days when I was also a member of the school's dodgeball club more than 20 years ago, and I worked the court with my friends." ”

"Teacher, you can also play dodgeball?" Yang Chong looked at the teacher with an ordinary stature and was genuinely skeptical.

"Ahem, what's the matter, I can't fight? Don't look at me like this, when I was younger, I avoided the famous cold bench on the court. Saying that, the teacher Zuo Nan pushed his glasses again, waved his hand and said: "Don't interrupt, although I am not a famous player, just a substitute, but I will not forget to run on the training ground with my friends, sweating, and trying to support the days when the dodgeball club is impacting the national competition. ”

Yang Chong's face was full of disbelief, and he didn't talk.

Teacher Zuo Nan was a little embarrassed, so he said: "I didn't lie to you, the dodgeball club should still have photos of previous students, and you should be able to find me, if you see the smiling faces of the students in the photos, see how many competitions you have participated in, and how many certificates, medals, and trophies you have won, you will know how powerful our school's dodgeball is." ”

"However, it's a pity, now that the vitality index is getting higher and higher, and the physical fitness is getting better and better, the blood that the teenagers had back then has long been lost from you."

As he spoke, the teacher Zuo Nan tilted his head, let his eyes automatically slide to his sockets, closed his eyes, and his voice was full of loneliness.

"Twenty years ago, the myth that our remote school had won the national championship countless times was shattered. The selection of dodgeball players began to change direction, and they did not want us who were full of enthusiasm and hard work, but all-rounders with higher vitality index and faster reaction, and dodgeball only became an auxiliary competition for them. ”

"The last time we made it to the national race 20 years ago was probably the last time we screamed. All the players fought to the point of exhaustion for a dream in their hearts, and the players who had to participate in football, basketball and other competitions were greatly damaged, but we didn't even get to see the final game, and the curtain ended disappointed. ”

"When we regain our strength and want to fight again, what is in front of those of us who are full of dreams is a more insurmountable mountain, with a stronger vitality index, pure professional players, not to win for dreams, just to win for the ranking."

"Yang Chong, can you feel that we are ruthlessly defeated by those who have no dreams, our dreams are nothing more than a group photo of them wanting to stand on the front desk, just evidence that they prove that the vitality index is more realistic than unrealistic dreams."

Teacher Zuo Nan had a smile on his face, but his smile was full of bitterness.

His tone suddenly became flat: "Seventeen years ago, I was working as an intern doctor, and I was about to become a regular doctor, and my future was bright, but I saw the news, gave up as a doctor, and re-read as a teacher, and three years later, I stood in this school and applied to become a teacher in charge of the dodgeball club." ”

"Why? I was not reconciled to watch the dodgeball that had inspired me fall, so I wanted to do my best. So I started retraining our students, and now that the Life Force Index was starting to lose track, I started working on tactics. ”

"In the first year, my tactics were all broken and I only won three games in total. My classmates were very disappointed, but I was even more disappointed, but I couldn't let them see my expression, I began to keep looking, to learn, and then I realized that in the years I didn't know, I had already studied the vitality index and tactics thoroughly, so I began to look for new methods. ”

"In the second year, I took the students to participate in the competition again, and used these restraint methods to successfully win the municipal competition, at that time the school had not been out of the municipal competition for three years, and the old principal was also a little excited for a while, as if he saw that we were about to rise."

"I just worked hard year after year, and although I didn't make it to the national competition, I'm still happy, at least our soul has always been there. But ......"

As he spoke, the teacher Zuo Nan took off his eyes, put them on the table next to him, and shook his head: "Forget it, don't talk about it, in short, the dodgeball in our school is also very powerful, you don't have to worry about the problems in the course, work hard, I hope you can create more brilliance." ”

Why don't you say it! I was trying to hear what was going on behind, but the teacher didn't say anything, Yang Chong was out of the office by the other party, and while listening to the radio, he suddenly asked whose eyes were lost, and Yang Chong looked stunned.

How can I say that the glasses are not his, but he has been wearing them for so long? Or is the school's dodgeball club so powerful, but this year, it has become this ghost?

"Speaking of which, is the reason why it's so powerful because the people in it are running every day?" Yang rushed back to the dodgeball club, and instead of running immediately, he came to the small house in the swimming club's changing room.

In front of me was a last row of cabinets left on the wall, and a table in the room, but in front of the cabinet and above and below the table, there were piles of cardboard boxes.

Yang Chong could see the cyan, silver, metallic and yellow trophies in many boxes, and he could also see the medals and certificates of various colors that were torn apart by the squeezing of the upper boxes.

A room full of decades and generations of seniors' efforts, Yang Chong this time was not from the eyes of outsiders, but out of curiosity about the club he joined, he opened a box that was placed at his feet because it couldn't be piled up.

Inside is a thick booklet, with a stack of chronological records of the joy or sorrow of the cadets before and after each battle.

"2043, Summer Contest." Yang Chong read out the date under the photo he saw casually, the photo looked thick, Yang Chong touched it, and found a few pieces of paper tucked behind the photo, on which were written the last message of each contestant and his own harvest.

Stuffing the paper back, Yang Chong looked at the other papers, and what he saw was mostly sighing, just a little, almost to enter the national competition.

No one complained about the hard training, and no one complained that others used people with high vitality index to compete, and some just gritted their teeth and worked hard, without emotion, or just with regret.

Looking at the smiling faces on a photo, Yang Chong could occasionally see a few photos of the contestants working hard, and there was suddenly an inexplicable touch in his heart.

There is nothing worth writing about in their own lives, but they have worked hard, so they don't have to remember for themselves, and they have been able to let themselves see the latter. The traces of their existence and efforts are very meaningful.

There was a sudden impulse in his body, and Yang Chong felt that he was a little boiling. Aren't these people all students before, just like themselves, they can find their own goals here, why can't they themselves?

"yes, since you've already participated in this dodgeball, why do you want to regret it, just work hard, and get the results back. Just as I worked hard to make up for the results, since I worked hard, don't let your efforts be in vain! ”

Speaking of which, the school's dodgeball hasn't won the national championship yet, so let's see if I can add a weighty trophy to this pile of trophies this year!