C33 Wei Xindi

As soon as the post-game press conference ended, Yang Fei welcomed Wei Xindi and Gu Weiyang in the corridor of the stadium.

"Xindi, why did you say that just now?" As Yang Fei spoke, the expression on his face couldn't be described as concern, anxiety, or doubt.

"Little rabbit, go find your team members first and let everyone board the bus. " Wei Xindi told Gu Weiyang.

Seeing Gu Weiyang walk towards the team's locker room, Wei Xindi turned to look at Yang Fei.

"Yang Fei, I know you mean well. But what do you think I should say?" Wei Xindi said with a tired tone, "I will never, absolutely not allow myself to push the responsibility of losing to the team members. "

"At least. . . You can say that the opponent performed very well and understood our attack pattern. . . " Yang Fei said.

"Although this is the truth, it is an objective problem after all. We cannot emphasize objective too much," Wei Xindi said. "After losing the ball, the main responsibility is the head coach. This is a responsibility that cannot be shirked no matter what. "

"But you are still burning up, after all. Your physical condition is also a very important reason. " As Yang Fei spoke, his voice became louder and louder.

"Alright, alright! If the team loses because of the cold and fever of the head coach. . . If I say such a reason, the official website of the International volleyball Association will write these words in an article. Then, not only am I the national volleyball community, but I have also become a joke in the global volleyball community!" Wei Xindi said and smiled helplessly.

She was too tired and didn't want to get entangled with Yang Fei on this topic.

Seeing Wei Xindi about to walk into the competition hall, Yang Fei was puzzled and said, "Where are you going? The team members should be on the bus by now. "

"You can go back with them to rest first," Wei Xindi said softly. "I want to see the next two games. The Italian team and the American team will be participating. . . They might be our opponents in the knockout stage. "

Yang Fei took a step forward and grabbed Wei Xindi's wrist.

"You're crazy!" Yang Fei said, "You're so sick, why aren't you going back to rest? Why are you standing here and watching the game? Is this ball important?"

"Why not?" Wei Xindi replied with a question, "Observing your opponent and watching the game. Isn't this a job that the head coach of a team should take on?"

"Listen to me. You can go back with the team members. Don't you still have me and Yannan? The two of us will stay behind to help the team record. When you see the video later, won't it be the same? " Yang Fei said loudly.

Wei Xindi shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "It is indeed good to watch the recording, but the small lousy video camera in our team doesn't have such a large memory card. It can record several matches. "

When Yang Fei heard this, he was immediately stunned.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the player channel not far away.

"City!"

It had been a long time since someone called her English name. Wei Xindi looked up in surprise and saw Patrick, the technical analysts of the U. S. Team, walking over quickly.

"I only saw your team at the welcome dinner last night, but you didn't come. They said you were sick. Is that true? " Patrick went straight to the point and asked Wei Xindie, his tone full of concern.

"I'm fine, I just caught a cold. " Wei Xindie leaned against their old habits. As he spoke, he gave Patrick a gentle hug.

Patrick noticed that Yang Fei, who was standing next to Wei Xindi, was looking at them. There was a strange expression on his face. He had just seen Yang Fei pulling Wei Xindi and saying something loudly. Patrick, however, could not understand what Yang Fei and Wei Xindi were saying in Mandarin, so he asked Wei Xindi in a low voice, "Chindy, Who is that person? What did he argue with you about? Do you need my help? "

"Oh. . . He. . . He is Mr. Yang, the news officer of the China National Team. We. . . We didn't argue. "Wei Xindi turned to look at Yang Fei and pretended to be relaxed as he explained to Patrick with a smile," I wanted to go and watch the competition. He was worried that I was sick and too tired, so he advised me to go back to the hotel. "

"I see. " Patrick thought for a moment and said, "I think Mr. Yang is right. You should go back to the hotel and rest. The recordings of the later matches, including the data, if you need them, you can come and get them from me. To be honest, I didn't see the technical statistician of China this time. So, I guess. . . "

Seeing Wei Xindi nod awkwardly, Patrick didn't continue.

"I'm fine, Patrick, thank you first. I also want to watch the American team's match on the spot. . . I heard that several members of the University of Pennsylvania have been selected for this team. I have to watch the half year I left the team. The girls have made great progress. They haven't been slacking off during their training, have they? . . . "Wei Xindi said half-jokingly.

Hearing Wei Xindi say this, Patrick could only wave his hands at Yang Fei: "Mr. Yang, your head coach is just that stubborn. Alright, I won't persuade her anymore. You guys take care of her. I'm going to help the team prepare for the game. "

Patrick politely shook hands with Yang Fei and turned around to leave.

Yang Fei sighed. With a sigh, he no longer tried to dissuade him. He only said, "I'll accompany you to watch the ball. " Then, he followed Wei Xindi back to the stadium.

The air conditioner, which had malfunctioned yesterday, had already been fixed. The team's spectator stands sat in the stands. Wei Xindi only felt that the air conditioner's cold air was even more ample than when she was in the coaching stands. She had no choice but to zip the zipper of the team's jacket all the way to her chin, hugging her arms tightly. Wei Xindi regretted it. Why didn't he bring the thick hoodie from yesterday?

Yang Feiyao opened the zipper of his backpack without saying anything. He took out a thin blanket from inside and gently draped it over Wei Xindi's body.

"Where did you find this thing?" Wei Xindi asked in surprise, "Yang Fei, you didn't bring it all the way from Beijing, did you?"

"Why would I bring this from Beijing?" Yang Fei smiled and said, "I went around the supermarket near the hotel this morning and bought it when I saw it. I thought I might not be able to use it. . . Look, I have foresight. "

"Mm. . . Thank you!" Wei Xindi casually said, but wrapped the blanket tightly around his body. After a while, Wei Xindi felt his body and heart warm up.

Finally, after watching the two games, the sky was completely dark. Wei Xindi and Yang Fei took the American bus back to the hotel. Along the way, Wei Xindi chatted happily with the players whom she had taught in the American team for a long time. They seemed to be in good spirits.

When they returned to the hotel, Wei Xindi ate a few bites in the restaurant. He had no appetite, so he put down the spoon and fork. She asked Jin Sheng for the recording of the second match of the China female platoon tomorrow against the Dutch female platoon. She wanted to watch the recording first and do some technical analysis.

"Director Wei, you should take a good rest. I'll draw the tactical diagram tonight. " Jin Sheng said.

Wei Xindi shook his head. "Thank you for your guidance, Jin. I think it's better for me to take a simple look and draw a picture first. Otherwise, I won't know what to say to the girls at the preparation meeting tomorrow morning. "

Jin Sheng could not resist the stubborn Wei Xindi. Only then did he hand over the memory card with the recording of the competition to her worriedly.

However, the moment he closed the door of the room, Wei Xindi was knocked down by the exhaustion that surged through his entire body. She fell onto the bed and rested for more than half an hour before she struggled to get up.

After taking the medicine, Wei Xindi braced himself and hid under the blanket on the bed. As he watched the video on the computer, he casually drew a tactical diagram. However, not long after, the medicine started to take effect. Without realizing it, Wei Xindi actually fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, he only found that the sun was already shining brightly outside the window.

Wei Xindi hurriedly grabbed his phone, and the time displayed on it was 9: 59.

"This is bad!" Wei Xindi quivered and jumped up from the bed.

At this time, the phone in the room rang loudly. Wei Xindi picked up the phone. It was indeed Jin Sheng who called.

"Director Wei, we made an appointment yesterday. Come to my room at 10 o'clock to prepare for the meeting. The team members are all here now. . . "

" I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll be right there. " Wei Xindi said, not even bothering to wash up. She put on her coat, grabbed a few pages of the tactical map and laptop, and ran to Jin Sheng's room.

When she pushed the door open, the fourteen team members, including Jin Sheng, Liu Xiyu, and Zhao Yinan, all looked at her with 34 eyes. Everyone's eyes were full of concern.

"Director Wei, do you feel better?" Zhao Yinan asked in a low voice.

Wei Xindi nodded. "I slept well, much better than yesterday. At least I don't feel dizzy anymore. But. . . "

Wei Xindi looked at everyone and frankly said, "It's all my fault for taking the cold medicine last night. I unknowingly fell asleep. I watched half of the video, but I didn't finish drawing the entire tactical diagram. I'm really sorry everyone. . . "

"It's fine. Your condition has improved. It's more important than anything else. " Jin Sheng said.

"That's right, sister!" Gu Weiyang rushed to say, "We'll throw caution to the wind in this afternoon's competition. "

The team members also chimed in at the same time.

"How can we do that without preparation!" Wei Xindi frowned and passed the laptop to Liu Xiyu. He signaled her to connect the projector and play the Dutch team's technical video for everyone to see.

"Let's hurry up and watch the video while discussing how to fight the afternoon match. " Wei Xindi said.

However, not only did she feel guilty about the entire team, she also deeply buried her worries about the competition.

It was just as Wei Xindi had expected. No high-quality volleyball game had any luck or shortcuts to speak of.

Even though the China women's second team had a height that surpassed the Dutch women's second team, in the face of the opponent's strong and varied attack routes, the members of the China women's second team were still unable to guard against it in this actual battle.

In the first round, 24-26, China's female platoon two points down.

In the second round, 19-25, the gap between China's female platoon two was even more obvious.

When China's female platoon No. 2 fell by 7 points from 12-19 in the third round, Wei Xindi gradually replaced Xia Zhi, Fang Han, Gu Weiyang, Wang Xiaoqing, and Yuan Jun.

These first team members were unwilling, but they still didn't understand why their opponents had been suppressing them from the beginning until the end, making it difficult for them to turn the tables. Seeing the disappointment on the faces of his teammates, Wei Xindi sat silently in the coaching stands.

Wei Xindi felt that this was the most defeated game in her life after she had become a volleyball coach. This kind of failure was definitely not because of the difference in score, nor was it because she was helpless in the face of a passive situation. She understood that the reason this match was fought like this was entirely because she had not made sufficient preparations for her team members.

Wei Xindi was lost in thought. Suddenly, he heard Jin Sheng shout loudly, "Be careful, be careful!"

Wei Xindi woke up and realized that Li Mengxi was chasing an Outer World ball that she was almost certain could not save. She was trying her best to rush towards the coaching stands.

Jin Sheng noticed that Wei Xindi was distracted and had been sitting there without moving. He wanted to remind her. At this moment, Li Mengxi had already rushed in front of him.

Wei Xindi subconsciously stood up and stretched out his arms, hugging Li Mengxi tightly. The two of them fell to the ground just like that, and even the chair in the coaching stands flipped over.

The team members immediately surrounded them. Jin Sheng first carefully pulled Li Mengxi up, and the team members quickly helped Wei Xindi up.

"Little potato, are you alright?" Wei Xindi asked with concern.

Li Mengxi shook her head and said, "Sister, you're already holding me tightly. How can I still be alright? You didn't fall anywhere, did you? "

"It's good that you're fine. I didn't fall either. " Wei Xindi said.

Li Mengxi felt relieved and stuck out her tongue.

Seeing that Li Mengxi was about to turn around and walk back to the arena, Wei Xindi suddenly stopped her by the side of the arena and softly said, "Little potato, looks like this match will end like this. . . You don't have to put in so much effort. . . "

"Ah?" Li Mengxi's eyes widened, as if she could not believe that Wei Xindi had said this.

The scoreboard on the big screen at the side of the field was displaying the score of this third round. China's female platoon number two was currently 17 to 24, while the Dutch female platoon number two held seven competition points. Everyone understood that China's female platoon number two was running out of time.

"Sis, you must be joking with me again!" Li Mengxi smiled and said firmly, "Don't worry, the match isn't over yet. I will definitely fight until the end!"

With that, Li Mengxi waved her small fists at Wei Xindi and turned around to charge into the arena.

Wei Xindi stood at the side of the arena in a daze. In his line of sight, Li Mengxi and the other members of the second female platoon of China gradually became hazy.

. . .

On the bus returning to the hotel, Yang Fei followed the usual practice and sat beside Wei Xindi. He glanced at her from time to time, but the two of them did not speak.

Wei Xindi kept looking out the window. The bus returned from the outskirts of Huala City to the city. The scenery by the roadside sped by, and it was difficult to leave a deep impression on people.

"I really, for the first time, I feel that Instructor Xu is not easy. " Wei Xindi suddenly said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Yang Fei didn't hear him clearly. What did Wei Xindi say? He could only vaguely hear the words "Director Xu. "

Wei Xindi sighed and turned to look at Yang Fei. He said, "I mean. . . Director Xu is not easy. In the past, before every match, He would earnestly prepare all the information on the second day's matches. He would watch the recordings and draw battle plans by himself. It would often be late at night. However, regardless of how long the first night lasted, when the second day's competition was about to begin, He was full of energy as he explained to everyone every problem that they needed to pay attention to, every detail that needed to be grasped. . . I only understood now. How did the Olympic champion of China's female volleyball come about? Compared to Coach Xu, I'm still too far away. "

" Don't blame yourself too much, "Yang Fei advised. " Xindi, your flu and fever this time was also an accident. Last night, you didn't prepare the competition data, which was even more of an accident. I heard from the team members and Coach Jin that you've been working very hard for the past six months. Didn't everyone blame you? "

"It's precisely because no one blamed me that I felt even worse," Wei Xindi said. "Don't say anything unexpected. Today's defeat was caused by my dereliction of duty. "

"This match has only just begun. Go back and have a good sleep. There is still the third group match tomorrow. Moreover, our main purpose for participating in this competition is not to get any ranking. . . "Yang Fei saw Wei Xindi's abnormal self-blame and could not think of any good words to comfort her.

Wei Xindi shook his head and said, "Even if the China queuing association did not give us the performance indicators for this competition, if China's female platoon number two can't even get out of the line this time, I feel that not only did I let Director Chen down, but I also let down the hard work of these girls for more than half a year. . . They trust me so much. . . "

Wei Xindi could not help but turn around and look at the silent team members in the car. She could not continue.

After getting out of the car and walking into the hotel lobby, Wei Xindi called the team members to go eat first, but he pressed the button on the floor of the room.

"You guys go eat first, I. . . I'll go back to my room and take a rest. " Wei Xindi casually explained.

Yang Fei looked at her worriedly, feeling that Wei Xindi must be so sad that he couldn't eat.

On the floor where the restaurant was located, the elevator stopped. The door opened, and the members of the China female platoon No. 2 walked out. Patrick walked in. Obviously, he had just finished dinner and was about to return to his room.

"City, are you feeling better?" Patrick asked as he pressed the button on the American floor.

"Not good at all. " Wei Xindi frowned. She would not hide it from her old friend Patrick. Instead, she said disappointedly, "We lost to the Dutch today. We are now the last in the group. It might be difficult for us to qualify. "

Patrick glanced at Yang Fei, who was next to Wei Xindi, and said to Wei Xindi, "The girls from China are tall and good at jumping. Their skills and coordination are not bad either. How could they lose to Japan and Holland in a row?"

"We were not fully prepared. It's all my fault. " As Wei Xindi spoke, the elevator stopped. The American team had arrived.

"I believe that the China team is strong and will definitely qualify. We will wait for you in the finals. Good luck to the China team. " Patrick said sincerely to Wei Xindi and Yang Fei and walked out of the elevator.

"Thank you!" Yang Fei replied.

However, before the elevator doors closed, Wei Xindi seemed to have thought of something and pressed the opening button. The elevator doors slowly opened. Wei Xindi did not want to wait any longer and rushed out.

Yang Fei did not know what was going on. He quickly pressed the start button and stuck half of his body out of the elevator to look.

Wei Xindi caught up to Patrick, who hadn't even taken a few steps, and stopped him.

"Patrick, I want you to help me. " Wei Xindi panted and said, "I know that the American team has two sets of cameras that record most of their important opponents' matches. Can you. . . Help me analyze the techniques of the opponents in our team? Help me do one every day. . . "

Patrick was stunned.

"Please, Patrick! As the technical analysts of the U. S. Team, I have a lot of work to take care of, and my request is also very troublesome and I'm sorry, But I really have no choice. I want to lead my team further in this game, I have to win all the later games. Without detailed analysis, it's very difficult for me to do it alone. . . "

Patrick looked at Wei Xindi in silence.

"Patrick, you are the most outstanding technical analysts in the American University's volleyball industry. All these years at the University of Pennsylvania's female volleyball, I am indebted to you for your help. Now, can you help me again? You know, I. . . I've never begged you for anything these years. . . "Wei Xindi said.

Yang Fei pressed the start button on the elevator door and finally, a timed alarm rang.

Patrick looked at Yang Fei, then at Wei Xindi. He sighed.

"City, you know what I can't stand the most. It's when I see you suffer. Alright, as a good friend for the rest of my life, For you, I'll take up this temporary job. Tomorrow, You guys are going to fight the Argentina team, right? Don't worry, after two hours, I'll get the information from my room 7016. In the words of you Chinese, This is called a 'double-rib knife', right? "

Hearing Patrick say the words "double-rib knife" in an unfamiliar and strange Mandarin, Wei Xindi burst out laughing. She didn't know if it was because she was grateful or happy, but a drop of tears flowed out of the corner of her eye.