Run Out of My Life

This time, the cross-strait three-region youth track and field invitational competition held in the province is not low in specifications.

Co-organized by Ronghai Provincial Sports Bureau, Education Bureau, Provincial Treasure Island Affairs Office, Provincial Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office and other units, in addition to Ronghai Province, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, there will also be Nearly a thousand young players from many first- and second-tier cities in China participated. In addition, there are many famous colleges and universities will send staff to observe the selection of materials.

The distance from Jianping City to Rongcheng is not too far. It is a two-hour drive by expressway.

This is an Invitational Track and Field Tournament. There are only 30 athletes participating in Jianping Sports School. The team leader is naturally Xie Caiwen, who is in charge of track and field work. Besides him, there are also the main coaches of various participating projects. Members, the sports school rented two buses.

On the bus from Jianping Sports School, half male and female athletes were on the bus, chatting all the way, Su Zu could see that this should be a rare trip. for excitement.

After a few hours of driving, it was about 1:00 pm when we arrived in Rongcheng. The coaches arranged to have lunch in the canteen of the Rongcheng Sports Team first.

When I was eating in the cafeteria, there was an episode. Several players from Treasure Island didn't know whether they missed the time or just arrived. They shouted in the cafeteria of the sports team, arguing that this one can't be eaten and that that one is greasy and unhealthy. After making a fuss about going out to eat at McDonald's, a few relevant persons in charge finally appeared and left the gymnasium team's cafeteria after being appeased.

This has nothing to do with the Jianping Sports School team. After eating, they settled in the dormitory. After three o'clock in the afternoon, they went to check the competition venue and do some adaptive training.

The competition was held at the Rongcheng Gymnasium. The Rongcheng Gymnasium was completed and put into use in 2000. Equipped with VIP rooms, athletes' locker rooms, conference rooms, VIP stands, news facilities, underground parking and other auxiliary facilities. There are 2,000 spectator seats in the 40 halls, including 708 active seats, and a 1,500-square-meter competition training venue in the center of the venue.

The venue adopts an elliptical streamlined shape, combined with the roof structure of the space grid, and the overall building abstractly simulates the characteristics of flowers, symbolizing that the flower of sports is always open. It is one of the landmark buildings in Rongcheng.

Su Zu, Zhang Quanshan and Yuan Chengmin followed the coaches Xie Caiwen and Zhuang Tao around the stadium, listening to the coach introducing the venue to them.

At this time, on the track and field playground of the gymnasium, many people are already checking the venue facilities and doing some adaptive training. There are accents from all over the world. One of them speaks Cantonese, and the leader of the team speaks Cantonese. It turned out to be a young female coach, Su Zu estimated that it might be from a team in Hong Kong and Macau.

"There are a lot of people who came to the competition this time. It is estimated that there may be about a thousand people."

Zhuang Tao said while looking at the crowd interspersed in the venue.

"It's almost there. There are hundreds of people in each sports school in our province. If you add other cities, there are only a few more people." Xie Caiwen asked for details. I know a lot and know that this competition is more formal than the general provincial open competition.

"Coach, what should we do next?" Zhang Quanshan asked. There were only three sprinters in the sprint team, but when I came to the sports venue to check the venue, I added two middle-distance running and high jumping. Seven or eight people came over for the long jump shot put and other events.

Zhuang Tao looked at the crowded playground, with teams and staff walking around from time to time, it was impossible to train. He waved his hand and said, "Let's do this, a few people in the track event will jog for five laps, exercise their bodies, and go back after the run. For other events, I will walk with Coach Xie and take a look at the venue."

When Su Zu and several track athletes finished their laps slowly, Zhuang Tao and Xie Caiwen checked the field for the high jump and long jump, and it was almost over.

Actually, there are some people in the high jump and long jump training adaptively at this time, but everyone can recognize the team logo on the clothes. It is either a redbud or a blue sky, and they are too lazy to compete with these people.

…

Yangxin Middle School on the same day.

"Peng Cheng?!"

A voice suddenly sounded among the teachers in the third and third classes of junior high school.

With a sharp voice mixed with anger, a chalk head flew out from the podium, as promised, hitting Peng Cheng's head in a straight line.

"Ahhh..."

The boy who was dragging his chin to wander, suddenly woke up after being hit by the chalk, making a dazed sound of fright.

"Hahaha..." A burst of laughter sounded.

Peng Cheng raised his head and saw that the front and back tables were all laughing happily. The English teacher in front of the blackboard was staring at him angrily, and his heart suddenly felt a little empty.

"Stand at the back of the classroom, I don't know what I'm thinking about today." The stern voice sounded again.

Peng Cheng silently picked up the English textbook on the table, lowered his head and stood at the end of the teacher.

"Alas, I can't live this day!"

Peng Cheng glanced at the fifty or so seats in front of him, two of them were particularly empty, just like his current mood, empty.

…

Wuxing County Long-distance Bus Station.

"Let's go, let's go."

In front of a long-distance bus, Zhang Jiehua dragged a large bag of luggage, swayed from side to side, blocked the two passengers who were trying to get on the bus from the side, and barely got on the bus.

"Jin Lei, you squeeze to the front first, watch my position, don't be seated."

In the long queue outside the car door, a middle-aged couple also followed the crowd, struggling to squeeze ahead. The man's face was four or five points similar to Zhang Jiehua's, except for the wrinkles on his forehead, showing signs of being tempered by life. The woman was a little fatter, and was holding a snakeskin bag, shouting for Zhang Jiehua to go to the back to take a seat.

"I see."

Zhang Jiehua responded, regardless of whether the two listened or not. Jin Lei is his nickname. Except for his parents and Fa Xiao, few people usually call him that.

All kinds of clothes and dresses, all kinds of strange belts saluting, constantly pouring up from the car door.

Zhang Jiehua moved a few steps with difficulty, and found that the team in front suddenly stood firm. Standing in front of him was a young couple with a three- or four-year-old child who also had large and small bags of luggage, blocking the middle of the aisle.

"I also went to work in the magic capital." Zhang Jiehua thought silently.

Finally, when the young couple put their luggage away, Zhang Jiehua hurriedly dragged the bag in his hand and walked towards his seat, and saw that he was sitting in the seat on the ticket A rambunctious man.

"Range, this place is mine."

Zhang Jiehua put the bag in his hand on the shelf above the seat and patted the sponge on the back of the seat.

The man seemed to have not heard him at all, folded his arms on his chest, crossed Erlang's legs, turned his head, and looked out the car window.

"Hey, what about you, you took my seat."

Zhang Jiehua looked at the other party's expression and was a little annoyed. He stretched out his hand and pushed the man. It was very unpleasant for the car to squeeze in on the way.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" The man in the seat was pushed by Zhang Jiehua and stood up.

"Let one side hear you, this is my seat." Zhang Jiehua glared at him without showing weakness.

"Jin Lei, what's going on?"

Zhang Jiehua's parents finally got into the car after a lot of hard crowding. Seeing that their son was in conflict with others, they hurried forward to hold Zhang Jiehua. "The seats are for others to sit for a while, it's fine."

"No, why should he sit with the ticket I bought." Zhang Jiehua shook off his mother's hand and pointed at the man, "Will you let me?"

The man seemed to be looking at Zhang Jiehua tall and tall, and followed by his parents, a pair of three, his arrogance suddenly weakened a little, he pushed Zhang Jiehua in front of him, and got out of the way seat. Cursing: "A broken seat, amazing, a group of old hats, rushing to the city to beg for food, who are you?"

"What did you say?"

Zhang Jiehua, who was about to sit down, turned around abruptly after hearing what the other party said, and was about to rush forward.

"Okay, sit down and don't cause trouble." The father who followed behind Zhang Jiehua grabbed him and reprimanded him.

"It's better to go out than to be at home. Don't conflict with people."

The two parents took Zhang Jiehua and sat down in the seat, put away the luggage and taught him earnestly.

Zhang Jiehua shifted his body, did not make a sound, turned his head and looked out the bus window, there were people carrying large and small bags to go out to work.

I seem to have a bit of a temper today. Zhang Jiehua thought for no reason.

I am also a member of this huge group of migrant workers, but why do I occasionally think of the days in school, the long runway, and the running teenagers.