Upon hearing Qin Chunxiao’s specialization, Yangpen’s expression froze.
After posting that on Moments, his old teammates liked it and left comments one after another.
Initially, everyone asked about the age and position of the talented little player on the opposite side and how Yangpen lost.
Seizing the opportunity, Yangpen complained about Qin Chunxiao’s height, age, and the astonishing fact that a person who is 1.73 meters tall dares to attack.
His old teammates didn’t hold back and launched a group of teasing at him: “You were the main attacker of the former provincial youth team in Province G, and you were defeated by a player born after 2000?”
Yangpen felt overwhelmed and tried hard to argue: “That kid is cunning. He took advantage of my weaknesses, and he’s really good at acting. He’s like a king of amateur actors.”
An old teammate retorted, “That’s because you were too naive to be outplayed.”
As someone who was admitted to the double first-class university, Yangpen would never allow his intelligence to be questioned. He confidently stated, “He can spike over me with one hand, jump higher than me, he’s a left-hander, skilled with the ball, and has excellent ball control.”
Yangpen, being just over 1.8 meters tall, was able to play as the main attacker in the provincial youth team, so naturally, he had some skills. Even after retirement, everyone acknowledged his technical level.
A 17-year-old who was only 1.7 meters tall could spike over a fully grown former provincial team player. How skilled was he?
And his ball speed, Yangpen’s fastest serve can reach over 100 kilometers per hour, which was not bad on a professional tennis court. If this kid at the age of 15 can hit a serve faster than Yangpen, he must have remarkable physical fitness.
The head coach Yangpen used to talk to during his time in the provincial team could also see Yangpen’s social media posts. Even if it was to save face for himself, Yangpen didn’t hesitate to talk more about Qin Chunxiao’s advantages.
However, at this moment, Qin Chunxiao mentioned that he practiced sprinting.
Yangpen: …Are you kidding me again?
Yang Yun directly stated, “This doesn’t sound believable.”
Qin Chunfeng chuckled, “No joke, Xiaoxiao really practiced sprinting. Look, I have a photo here.”
His sister took out her phone and showed a picture. It was a photo of Qin Chunxiao on the podium for the 100-meter race in the city sports meeting last year. With gray-blue wolf-like eyes, he wore a bronze medal and had a displeased expression, refusing to look at the camera.
Qin Chunxiao glanced at the photo but couldn’t bear to look at it directly.
He still remembered what happened at that time. He participated in the city sports meeting during his second year of middle school. With his talent, he thought he would surely win, but in the end, two other athletes coached by Coach Wu overtook him at the start. He could only manage to get third place.
At that time, Qin Chunxiao truly believed that he was not as good at training as others, which was why he lost in the competition. Standing on the podium, he was unwilling to reflect on himself, but after stepping down, he promised Coach Wu that he would join the team as soon as the high school entrance examination was over.
He didn’t like losing.
However, not long after, Coach Wu went abroad. With the doping incident, Qin Chunxiao felt that all his hard work, sweat, and inner struggles in competitive sports had been crushed and trampled upon. He even felt stained by association with Coach Wu and never wanted to practice sports again.
His official entry into professional volleyball was discovered when he was a sophomore in high school. Before that, he thought he would keep running on the track until he couldn’t run anymore.
Looking at the photo, he said, “I used to practice sprinting.”
At that moment, someone turned on the TV, and the screen showed the semi-final match between the Chinese women’s volleyball team and the Netherlands.
They were putting in so much effort. Many people said that the spirit of the women’s volleyball team had been revived, but in truth, the spirit had always been there—they were just starting to win again. People who hadn’t paid attention to them looked and said, “The spirit of the women’s volleyball team is making a comeback.”
And they fought so hard to win not only for themselves but also to show everyone that the spirit of the women’s volleyball team had never disappeared. With victory, athletes could speak louder than anyone else.
Qin Chunxiao looked at the TV.
The game was thrilling, with both teams tied, but the coach’s tactical expertise and the players’ encouragement became their strength in that moment. The girls themselves were full of fighting spirit, firmly challenging their opponents.
They were achieving wonders and were about to make a resounding noise against Serbia.
Qin Chunxiao also wanted to speak louder than anyone else.
The biggest flaw he had was that he had once trained under Coach Wu. After Coach Wu’s departure, no one wanted to take him under their wing, and he was left feeling abandoned.
But even if those coaches were unwilling to accept him, he could find his own path. Consequently, at the age of 18, he achieved the remarkable feat of leading his team to the semi-finals of the national competition as the key player, which silenced the criticisms surrounding him.
However, when the national team was selecting candidates, he, who had come close to winning the MVP, was rejected. Qin Chunxiao felt a rush of anger and disappointment. He even tried to secure a trial training opportunity with Coach Zhao, who was coaching the national team at the time.
He simply wanted a chance to prove that he was talented and deserving of a spot on the national team.
But Coach Zhao informed him that the national team couldn’t accept him because he had been a student of Coach Wu.
Qin Chunxiao asserted, “I have undergone regular drug tests, once a month on average, and those records can be made public!”
Coach Zhao acknowledged this, but he also emphasized that even if he was innocent, his height would limit his development.
Even if his skills were honed to perfection, his ceiling would likely be at the first-class level in Asia. On the international stage, he would be overshadowed by taller super attackers.
Later, Qin Chunxiao ventured into the Brazilian league. The salary wasn’t a concern; he wanted to seek breakthroughs in more intense competitions to prove that his potential wouldn’t be limited to “Asia’s first-class” level.
In the beginning, as someone who couldn’t speak a word of Portuguese, he stayed in a foreign country for two years. Although he had only been abroad for less than half a year, his former teammates from his hometown called him and informed him about the many new national team members. These players were all members of the provincial team under Coach Zhao, including several outstanding individuals like Qin Chunxiao who hadn’t been selected.
After suffering several defeats in international competitions, Coach Zhao’s position was on the line. According to rumors, the national team was about to hold trials for a new batch of players. With Qin Chunxiao’s abilities, if he were to return, Province G would recommend him as the main attacker for the tryouts.
Qin Chunxiao felt somewhat embarrassed. He had been talked into becoming a free agent by Coach Mars. Mars told him, “You have exceptional talent. You were born for sports. Even with your height limitations, I believe you have the potential to be one of Asia’s top players in front of the net, whether as a main attacker, secondary attacker, or setter. But if you want to be the best in the world, you have to unleash your world-class potential.”
This old man had a way with words. The young man, who had been suppressed and doubted, couldn’t resist the persuasion and ended up becoming a Libero. By the end of his first season as a Libero, he had showcased his defensive prowess, earning the title of a defensive beast.
Coach Mars had a keen eye for talent. Qin Chunxiao, who had trained in sprinting, possessed agility and speed. He could stretch his legs and chase down any ball. With quick reactions and a high volleyball IQ, he could instinctively determine which side to attack, making him an unbeatable iron tower born in the East.
Just one week after winning the Brazilian league championship, Coach Newton, who had become the coach of the newly promoted men’s volleyball national team, rushed to Brazil and sincerely invited Qin Chunxiao to join the revamped national team.
Coach Newton spoke as eloquently as Coach Mars: “Chun Xiao, if the Chinese men’s volleyball team wants to reach new heights, the national team must have a world-class Libero! That’s you! Come back with me and join the national team!”
Qin Chunxiao questioned, “Is that really true?”
Coach Newton assured him, “I wouldn’t lie to you!”
Coach Newton firmly declared that he wouldn’t be another Coach Zhao. After much contemplation, Qin Chunxiao gritted his teeth, gave up the club that was ready to pay him a million-yearly salary, and chose to return to China.
As an athlete, he couldn’t refuse the opportunity to compete for his country.
Later, Qin Chunxiao found himself transported back to the age of 15.
Resting his chin on one hand, he watched the women’s volleyball team defeat the Dutch team and secure a spot in the final. Their next match would be against the Serbian team.
This time, they would win it all.
After finishing their morning tea, Yang Yun went to pay the bill, and the front desk smiled and said, “Principal Yang has already charged the money to the membership card.”
Yang Yun’s daughter was a middle school principal, and his son-in-law was dutiful to his elders. He had set up memberships in several restaurants that Yang Yun frequented, allowing him to dine comfortably.
The elderly man said, “Then transfer the money to the card.”
He then hurried towards the exit. Wen Lang politely waited for the young people who had been invited to dinner, and he needed to thank Yang Yun before leaving. The Qin siblings were also standing by the roadside.
Yang Yun waved his hand and walked straight to Qin Chunxiao.
“Xiao Qin, do you have a mobile phone?”
Qin Chunxiao took out a smartphone and replied, “Yes.”
The smartphone was a special price of 499, with pitifully small memory and no noteworthy internet speed. It could only be used for making calls and sending pictures through a messaging app called “vx.” Its main purpose was to send questions to teachers in various subjects in middle school, serving as a supplementary tool to improve academic performance.
Yang Yun said, “Give me a call.” He recited a string of numbers, which was his own number.
Qin Chunxiao paused momentarily, making Yang Yun think that the child hadn’t memorized the number. Just as he was about to repeat it, he saw Qin Chunxiao deftly pressing the phone with his fingers, and Yang Yun’s phone began to ring. The ringtone was “The Season of the Wind” by Xu Xiaofeng, and the lyrics were in Cantonese, understood by everyone present.
Yang Yun led the group away, while Qin Chunxiao remained in place, using the traffic to figure out where Grandpa Yang was from.
He believed that the other person was not someone unknown. After all, Grandpa Yang’s distinctive long fingers were easy to recognize. Having been involved in volleyball for a long time, Qin Chunxiao had encountered a few players with Marfan syndrome, and while the other person’s arms were still strong, their stomach had grown a bit larger. It seemed more like an athlete gaining weight after retiring.
Yang Yun (September 6, 1959—)
The first Cantonese-speaking national volleyball player, hailing from Island H but representing Province G in volleyball. During the early 1980s, he was the most well-rounded volleyball player in Asia and also produced several exceptional players as a coach.
Qin Chunxiao’s gaze fixated on the name “Qiao Mingming.” The opponent was the setter for the men’s volleyball team in Province Y and had now been selected for the national youth team.
In 2023, Qiao Mingming had become the captain of the men’s national volleyball team and had transitioned to the main offense position.
So, it turns out that Grandpa Yang is the captain’s mentor.
Qin Chunxiao pocketed his phone, turned his head, and noticed Qin Chunfeng raising her eyebrows while looking at him.
She asked, “Xiaoxiao, aren’t you training for sprinting?”
Qin Chunxiao sighed, “I can’t train anymore. There’s no coach in China who’s willing to accept me.”
Qin Chunfeng furrowed her brow, “But you’re clearly innocent. You haven’t eaten a single thing given by that old man surnamed Wu!”
Qin Chunxiao put his hands in his pockets, “Others don’t see it that way, sis. There’s no place for me in track and field.”
“I really love volleyball. If someone over there gives me a chance, I’ll take it.” He looked up at the large screen on the nearby department store.
A man named Mei Xuandong still stood at the center of the stage, singing “The Season of the Wind.”
This guy seemed to have reported his adoptive father, who was involved in gambling, to the police. The illegal gambling group behind him was also apprehended. Although public opinion wasn’t favorable, many people believed that Mei Xuandong was truly a “sincere and ungrateful actor.” Not only did he not support his father, but he also helped bring him to justice. Those with clear minds generally agreed that Mei Xuandong had done the right thing.
Although we come from different backgrounds and experience ups and downs in life, we still have a good life.
However, he appears a bit thinner. Standing at 1.9 meters tall, his physique was as slim as a paper man. He may be good-looking with a slender waist and long legs, but Qin Chunxiao believed that if the two of them were to stand together in the arena, the opponent would be knocked down before even lasting half a round.
As the summer breeze swept through the streets, Qin Chunfeng pushed aside the strands of hair on her cheek and wore an expression of disbelief. “Switching from sprinting to ball games is too exaggerated, and you’re not tall enough. It’s going to be difficult on this path. It’s better to focus on studying because you can’t earn much money through sports.”
Qin Chunxiao gave his sister a thumbs up. “It won’t interfere with my studies, I promise.”
Not only would volleyball not interfere with his studies, but it would also compel him to become proficient in Portuguese, transitioning from a foreign language learner.
Qin Chunxiao added, “And that grandpa just asked for my phone number. Maybe he only wants me to be his grandson’s golf buddy and has no other plans.”
Regarding this point, Qin Chunfeng remained noncommittal. She wasn’t blind and understood that Grandpa Yang was highly impressed by her younger brother’s talent, just like Coach Wu had been when he saw him.
It was great to have someone appreciate her younger brother, but as an older sister, she still felt that the path ahead was too challenging. How much blood and tears could a normal person endure compared to athletes who legally take medication with “asthma” and “ADHD” diagnoses, like in city games? When it comes to international competitions, it was incomparable.
Even if he was innocent, he may once again be pulled into the quagmire of public opinion by the coach, and in the end, he might not even be able to return to the track.
Yet, she continues to read at ease.
Little does Qin Chunfeng know that her younger brother was now calculating how much the provincial team’s subsidy was. He had a clear understanding of his own abilities. As long as someone gave him a chance for a trial training, he would definitely be able to secure a spot on the provincial team.
On the way home, walking with the assistance of Yangpen to Grandpa Yang, Yangpen glanced at his grandpa from time to time, and Yang Yun gave him a stern look. “What are you looking at?”
Yangpen muttered, “Grandpa, He’s too short.”
Yang Yun replied, “Don’t worry, some people don’t care about height.”
He believed that if given a chance, Qin Chunxiao had the ability to overcome the disadvantage of his height and make the most of it. That would be a testament to his own abilities.
Yang Yun knew that in this world, many people simply lacked such opportunities.
Just then, he received a text message on his mobile phone.
[Chen Aiguo: Brother Yang, I heard that Lanzi confronted a young boy today. Have you seen it? How is he doing? ]
Upon hearing Qin Chunxiao’s specialization, Yangpen’s expression froze.
After posting that on Moments, his old teammates liked it and left comments one after another.
Initially, everyone asked about the age and position of the talented little player on the opposite side and how Yangpen lost.
Seizing the opportunity, Yangpen complained about Qin Chunxiao’s height, age, and the astonishing fact that a person who is 1.73 meters tall dares to attack.
His old teammates didn’t hold back and launched a group of teasing at him: “You were the main attacker of the former provincial youth team in Province G, and you were defeated by a player born after 2000?”
Yangpen felt overwhelmed and tried hard to argue: “That kid is cunning. He took advantage of my weaknesses, and he’s really good at acting. He’s like a king of amateur actors.”
An old teammate retorted, “That’s because you were too naive to be outplayed.”
As someone who was admitted to the double first-class university, Yangpen would never allow his intelligence to be questioned. He confidently stated, “He can spike over me with one hand, jump higher than me, he’s a left-hander, skilled with the ball, and has excellent ball control.”
Yangpen, being just over 1.8 meters tall, was able to play as the main attacker in the provincial youth team, so naturally, he had some skills. Even after retirement, everyone acknowledged his technical level.
A 17-year-old who was only 1.7 meters tall could spike over a fully grown former provincial team player. How skilled was he?
And his ball speed, Yangpen’s fastest serve can reach over 100 kilometers per hour, which was not bad on a professional tennis court. If this kid at the age of 15 can hit a serve faster than Yangpen, he must have remarkable physical fitness.
The head coach Yangpen used to talk to during his time in the provincial team could also see Yangpen’s social media posts. Even if it was to save face for himself, Yangpen didn’t hesitate to talk more about Qin Chunxiao’s advantages.
However, at this moment, Qin Chunxiao mentioned that he practiced sprinting.
Yangpen: …Are you kidding me again?
Yang Yun directly stated, “This doesn’t sound believable.”
Qin Chunfeng chuckled, “No joke, Xiaoxiao really practiced sprinting. Look, I have a photo here.”
His sister took out her phone and showed a picture. It was a photo of Qin Chunxiao on the podium for the 100-meter race in the city sports meeting last year. With gray-blue wolf-like eyes, he wore a bronze medal and had a displeased expression, refusing to look at the camera.
Qin Chunxiao glanced at the photo but couldn’t bear to look at it directly.
He still remembered what happened at that time. He participated in the city sports meeting during his second year of middle school. With his talent, he thought he would surely win, but in the end, two other athletes coached by Coach Wu overtook him at the start. He could only manage to get third place.
At that time, Qin Chunxiao truly believed that he was not as good at training as others, which was why he lost in the competition. Standing on the podium, he was unwilling to reflect on himself, but after stepping down, he promised Coach Wu that he would join the team as soon as the high school entrance examination was over.
He didn’t like losing.
However, not long after, Coach Wu went abroad. With the doping incident, Qin Chunxiao felt that all his hard work, sweat, and inner struggles in competitive sports had been crushed and trampled upon. He even felt stained by association with Coach Wu and never wanted to practice sports again.
His official entry into professional volleyball was discovered when he was a sophomore in high school. Before that, he thought he would keep running on the track until he couldn’t run anymore.
Looking at the photo, he said, “I used to practice sprinting.”
At that moment, someone turned on the TV, and the screen showed the semi-final match between the Chinese women’s volleyball team and the Netherlands.
They were putting in so much effort. Many people said that the spirit of the women’s volleyball team had been revived, but in truth, the spirit had always been there—they were just starting to win again. People who hadn’t paid attention to them looked and said, “The spirit of the women’s volleyball team is making a comeback.”
And they fought so hard to win not only for themselves but also to show everyone that the spirit of the women’s volleyball team had never disappeared. With victory, athletes could speak louder than anyone else.
Qin Chunxiao looked at the TV.
The game was thrilling, with both teams tied, but the coach’s tactical expertise and the players’ encouragement became their strength in that moment. The girls themselves were full of fighting spirit, firmly challenging their opponents.
They were achieving wonders and were about to make a resounding noise against Serbia.
Qin Chunxiao also wanted to speak louder than anyone else.
The biggest flaw he had was that he had once trained under Coach Wu. After Coach Wu’s departure, no one wanted to take him under their wing, and he was left feeling abandoned.
But even if those coaches were unwilling to accept him, he could find his own path. Consequently, at the age of 18, he achieved the remarkable feat of leading his team to the semi-finals of the national competition as the key player, which silenced the criticisms surrounding him.
However, when the national team was selecting candidates, he, who had come close to winning the MVP, was rejected. Qin Chunxiao felt a rush of anger and disappointment. He even tried to secure a trial training opportunity with Coach Zhao, who was coaching the national team at the time.
He simply wanted a chance to prove that he was talented and deserving of a spot on the national team.
But Coach Zhao informed him that the national team couldn’t accept him because he had been a student of Coach Wu.
Qin Chunxiao asserted, “I have undergone regular drug tests, once a month on average, and those records can be made public!”
Coach Zhao acknowledged this, but he also emphasized that even if he was innocent, his height would limit his development.
Even if his skills were honed to perfection, his ceiling would likely be at the first-class level in Asia. On the international stage, he would be overshadowed by taller super attackers.
Later, Qin Chunxiao ventured into the Brazilian league. The salary wasn’t a concern; he wanted to seek breakthroughs in more intense competitions to prove that his potential wouldn’t be limited to “Asia’s first-class” level.
In the beginning, as someone who couldn’t speak a word of Portuguese, he stayed in a foreign country for two years. Although he had only been abroad for less than half a year, his former teammates from his hometown called him and informed him about the many new national team members. These players were all members of the provincial team under Coach Zhao, including several outstanding individuals like Qin Chunxiao who hadn’t been selected.
After suffering several defeats in international competitions, Coach Zhao’s position was on the line. According to rumors, the national team was about to hold trials for a new batch of players. With Qin Chunxiao’s abilities, if he were to return, Province G would recommend him as the main attacker for the tryouts.
Qin Chunxiao felt somewhat embarrassed. He had been talked into becoming a free agent by Coach Mars. Mars told him, “You have exceptional talent. You were born for sports. Even with your height limitations, I believe you have the potential to be one of Asia’s top players in front of the net, whether as a main attacker, secondary attacker, or setter. But if you want to be the best in the world, you have to unleash your world-class potential.”
This old man had a way with words. The young man, who had been suppressed and doubted, couldn’t resist the persuasion and ended up becoming a Libero. By the end of his first season as a Libero, he had showcased his defensive prowess, earning the title of a defensive beast.
Coach Mars had a keen eye for talent. Qin Chunxiao, who had trained in sprinting, possessed agility and speed. He could stretch his legs and chase down any ball. With quick reactions and a high volleyball IQ, he could instinctively determine which side to attack, making him an unbeatable iron tower born in the East.
Just one week after winning the Brazilian league championship, Coach Newton, who had become the coach of the newly promoted men’s volleyball national team, rushed to Brazil and sincerely invited Qin Chunxiao to join the revamped national team.
Coach Newton spoke as eloquently as Coach Mars: “Chun Xiao, if the Chinese men’s volleyball team wants to reach new heights, the national team must have a world-class Libero! That’s you! Come back with me and join the national team!”
Qin Chunxiao questioned, “Is that really true?”
Coach Newton assured him, “I wouldn’t lie to you!”
Coach Newton firmly declared that he wouldn’t be another Coach Zhao. After much contemplation, Qin Chunxiao gritted his teeth, gave up the club that was ready to pay him a million-yearly salary, and chose to return to China.
As an athlete, he couldn’t refuse the opportunity to compete for his country.
Later, Qin Chunxiao found himself transported back to the age of 15.
Resting his chin on one hand, he watched the women’s volleyball team defeat the Dutch team and secure a spot in the final. Their next match would be against the Serbian team.
This time, they would win it all.
After finishing their morning tea, Yang Yun went to pay the bill, and the front desk smiled and said, “Principal Yang has already charged the money to the membership card.”
Yang Yun’s daughter was a middle school principal, and his son-in-law was dutiful to his elders. He had set up memberships in several restaurants that Yang Yun frequented, allowing him to dine comfortably.
The elderly man said, “Then transfer the money to the card.”
He then hurried towards the exit. Wen Lang politely waited for the young people who had been invited to dinner, and he needed to thank Yang Yun before leaving. The Qin siblings were also standing by the roadside.
Yang Yun waved his hand and walked straight to Qin Chunxiao.
“Xiao Qin, do you have a mobile phone?”
Qin Chunxiao took out a smartphone and replied, “Yes.”
The smartphone was a special price of 499, with pitifully small memory and no noteworthy internet speed. It could only be used for making calls and sending pictures through a messaging app called “vx.” Its main purpose was to send questions to teachers in various subjects in middle school, serving as a supplementary tool to improve academic performance.
Yang Yun said, “Give me a call.” He recited a string of numbers, which was his own number.
Qin Chunxiao paused momentarily, making Yang Yun think that the child hadn’t memorized the number. Just as he was about to repeat it, he saw Qin Chunxiao deftly pressing the phone with his fingers, and Yang Yun’s phone began to ring. The ringtone was “The Season of the Wind” by Xu Xiaofeng, and the lyrics were in Cantonese, understood by everyone present.
Yang Yun led the group away, while Qin Chunxiao remained in place, using the traffic to figure out where Grandpa Yang was from.
He believed that the other person was not someone unknown. After all, Grandpa Yang’s distinctive long fingers were easy to recognize. Having been involved in volleyball for a long time, Qin Chunxiao had encountered a few players with Marfan syndrome, and while the other person’s arms were still strong, their stomach had grown a bit larger. It seemed more like an athlete gaining weight after retiring.
Yang Yun (September 6, 1959—)
The first Cantonese-speaking national volleyball player, hailing from Island H but representing Province G in volleyball. During the early 1980s, he was the most well-rounded volleyball player in Asia and also produced several exceptional players as a coach.
Qin Chunxiao’s gaze fixated on the name “Qiao Mingming.” The opponent was the setter for the men’s volleyball team in Province Y and had now been selected for the national youth team.
In 2023, Qiao Mingming had become the captain of the men’s national volleyball team and had transitioned to the main offense position.
So, it turns out that Grandpa Yang is the captain’s mentor.
Qin Chunxiao pocketed his phone, turned his head, and noticed Qin Chunfeng raising her eyebrows while looking at him.
She asked, “Xiaoxiao, aren’t you training for sprinting?”
Qin Chunxiao sighed, “I can’t train anymore. There’s no coach in China who’s willing to accept me.”
Qin Chunfeng furrowed her brow, “But you’re clearly innocent. You haven’t eaten a single thing given by that old man surnamed Wu!”
Qin Chunxiao put his hands in his pockets, “Others don’t see it that way, sis. There’s no place for me in track and field.”
“I really love volleyball. If someone over there gives me a chance, I’ll take it.” He looked up at the large screen on the nearby department store.
A man named Mei Xuandong still stood at the center of the stage, singing “The Season of the Wind.”
This guy seemed to have reported his adoptive father, who was involved in gambling, to the police. The illegal gambling group behind him was also apprehended. Although public opinion wasn’t favorable, many people believed that Mei Xuandong was truly a “sincere and ungrateful actor.” Not only did he not support his father, but he also helped bring him to justice. Those with clear minds generally agreed that Mei Xuandong had done the right thing.
Although we come from different backgrounds and experience ups and downs in life, we still have a good life.
However, he appears a bit thinner. Standing at 1.9 meters tall, his physique was as slim as a paper man. He may be good-looking with a slender waist and long legs, but Qin Chunxiao believed that if the two of them were to stand together in the arena, the opponent would be knocked down before even lasting half a round.
As the summer breeze swept through the streets, Qin Chunfeng pushed aside the strands of hair on her cheek and wore an expression of disbelief. “Switching from sprinting to ball games is too exaggerated, and you’re not tall enough. It’s going to be difficult on this path. It’s better to focus on studying because you can’t earn much money through sports.”
Qin Chunxiao gave his sister a thumbs up. “It won’t interfere with my studies, I promise.”
Not only would volleyball not interfere with his studies, but it would also compel him to become proficient in Portuguese, transitioning from a foreign language learner.
Qin Chunxiao added, “And that grandpa just asked for my phone number. Maybe he only wants me to be his grandson’s golf buddy and has no other plans.”
Regarding this point, Qin Chunfeng remained noncommittal. She wasn’t blind and understood that Grandpa Yang was highly impressed by her younger brother’s talent, just like Coach Wu had been when he saw him.
It was great to have someone appreciate her younger brother, but as an older sister, she still felt that the path ahead was too challenging. How much blood and tears could a normal person endure compared to athletes who legally take medication with “asthma” and “ADHD” diagnoses, like in city games? When it comes to international competitions, it was incomparable.
Even if he was innocent, he may once again be pulled into the quagmire of public opinion by the coach, and in the end, he might not even be able to return to the track.
Yet, she continues to read at ease.
Little does Qin Chunfeng know that her younger brother was now calculating how much the provincial team’s subsidy was. He had a clear understanding of his own abilities. As long as someone gave him a chance for a trial training, he would definitely be able to secure a spot on the provincial team.
On the way home, walking with the assistance of Yangpen to Grandpa Yang, Yangpen glanced at his grandpa from time to time, and Yang Yun gave him a stern look. “What are you looking at?”
Yangpen muttered, “Grandpa, He’s too short.”
Yang Yun replied, “Don’t worry, some people don’t care about height.”
He believed that if given a chance, Qin Chunxiao had the ability to overcome the disadvantage of his height and make the most of it. That would be a testament to his own abilities.
Yang Yun knew that in this world, many people simply lacked such opportunities.
Just then, he received a text message on his mobile phone.
[Chen Aiguo: Brother Yang, I heard that Lanzi confronted a young boy today. Have you seen it? How is he doing? ]
