C86 11th Volume Zhou Shuyao

Once again returning to Hong Kong Stadium, Zhou Shuyao put down his backpack and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

In the stadium and the stands, many people were still working nervously, as if they didn't care that the China female volleyball had already arrived at the stadium and was ready to start training.

As Hong Kong's most famous multi-purpose gymnasium, Hong Kong's gymnasium was always full of "slots. " And the highly efficient staff members had to use the fastest time to arrange the venue for each match and concert break.

Ever since Zhou Shuyao joined the national team, he had the opportunity to come here every year to compete with the team. That year, when she first came here with her teammates, she passed through the narrow and narrow passage of cement and opened the black curtain covering the entrance of the inner court. The inner court of Hong Kong Stadium suddenly appeared in front of her.

When she was young, Zhou Shuyao was just like those girls who liked to chase stars. From the television, magazines, and the Internet, she saw the hot scene of her favorite entertainment star holding a concert of 10,000 people in Hong Kong Stadium, which was also known as "Red Hall. " At that time, she also hoped that she would have the opportunity to personally come to Hong Kong Stadium to watch a concert. She wanted to experience the fiery atmosphere.

When she stood in the stadium's competition field for the first time, Zhou Shuyao became the team's main force. He had also become the "main character" on the stage of this stadium. The fans were similarly fanatical, and the atmosphere was similarly enthusiastic. The Hong Kong fans spared no effort to cheer for the China female volleyball. To them, The China female volleyball was their home team, a team that made their blood boil. . . This made Zhou Shuyao feel that this gymnasium. . . He had a very good impression of the enthusiastic local fans.

Last year, she didn't come because she was recuperating in Beijing. Next year, would she have a chance to enter China's female volleyball again when she was 32 years old? Zhou Shuyao felt that this might already be impossible.

Zhou Shuyao didn't want to think too much about the uncertainty of the future. Even the Olympic Games after more than a month gradually became unclear to her.

However, at this moment, Zhou Shuyao felt that her job was to do her best to complete the World female volleyball league's Hong Kong station competition. She had to live up to the China female captain's jersey. She had to live up to the team that she had fought for more than ten years.

Zhou Shuyao walked to the team doctor, Wang Bin, and asked for a medical tape. She walked back to the side of the court, sat on a chair, and slowly tied her fingers together. Today's field adaptation training would be arranged in groups to fight against each other. According to the head coach, Wei Xindi, Zhou Shuyao would take more responsibility for this match.

Zhou Shuyao saw that Xia Zhi was also sitting on a chair not far away from the field.

She was also wrapping her fingers around him seriously. Old Wu was also carefully helping Xia Zhi stick his muscles to his shoulders.

In the World Women's Racing League's Macau Stadium last week, Xia Zhi had finished three matches of this season. Although her overall condition was not very ideal, the head coach of each match, Wei Xindi, had given her enough time and trust. Zhou Shuyao understood that Wei Xindi would definitely take Xia Zhi to the Olympics.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shuyao's mood became somewhat complicated. Zhou Shuyao had once felt that she would similarly become an indispensable player among the 12 athletes of China's female volleyball. However, that was something that had happened last night.

. . .

Last night, after China's female volleyball competition ended, they took a boat from Macau to Hong Kong. In the spacious cabin of "Jet Airlines," Wei Xindi specially chose a seat next to Zhou Shuyao and sat down.

"Shuyao, what year was the last time we went from Macau to Hong Kong?" Wei Xindi smiled and said, "I remember that it was also one night, and we sat together. Everyone chatted and laughed, and in just an hour, we crossed over Ling Dingyang. "

" Yes, that would be seven or eight years. " Zhou Shuyao said.

"Right, Zhou Shuyao said. How do you feel about this competition? There's no reaction from your knees, right? " Wei Xindi asked.

"The little bunny is doing so well, so I've been shouting for everyone to cheer for her. She's handing over a towel or something, how tired can she be?" Zhou Shuyao said with a smile.

"What's wrong? Did Sis blame you for not giving you more time for the competition?" Wei Xindi said softly.

Zhou Shu was relieved. Knowing that Wei Xindi was joking with her, she deliberately frowned and said with a pout, "That's right! Hehe. . . "

Wei Xindi laughed and said, "Hong Kong station, you fight more. Let the rabbit girl also have a good rest. "

"No way, sis," Zhou Shuyao said, "if you want Weiyang to adjust, I have nothing to say. If you want to consider my thoughts. . . "

" Of course I won't just consider it from your own perspective, "Wei Xindi said softly. "Summer is still in the adjustment period, and I want her to gradually recover her state of mind and confidence from actual combat. But I can't let the other attackers be neglected in the competition. These two must be balanced. In the last stand, Weiyang did as I asked and tried with all her might. Let's not talk about the effects first. I'm afraid that if this continues, Xia Zhi's confidence will not be recovered. You're the second son, so you have more experience. I think. . . You should help Never-Ending up as much as you can, and help me as much as you can. "

Zhou Shuyao nodded, understanding Wei Xindi's intentions.

"Right. There's one more thing. . . " Wei Xindi said, looking at Zhou Shuyao as if he wanted to say something.

Zhou Shuyao could tell that Wei Xindi wanted to tell her something important, but he didn't know how to say it.

Was it about the Olympic list? Zhou Shuyao's heart skipped a beat as he thought about it, but she still tried to calm herself down. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "Sister, it's been so many years. What can't we just say?"

Wei Xindi looked at Zhou Shuyao and softly said: "Shuyao, our coaching team has discussed and decided that after this match is over, you will take Lin Yan, Li Xue Tong, and the others back to Beijing to adjust for a week. Next week at Czech Prague Station, I will let Little Meng and the other young members train. "

Suddenly, a wave hit the ship, causing the ship to shake heavily. Zhou Shuyao reached out to grab the handrail in front of her, but Wei Xindi held onto her shoulder first.

"I'm afraid you'll think too much. . . But just because of you, there's nothing I can't say. So I. . . I think it's better to tell you earlier. . . " Wei Xindi said.

Zhou Shuyao nodded. But from the bottom of her heart, she was unwilling to accept Wei Xindi's arrangement.

This was because, whether it was in accordance with convention or from the team's overall preparation and training perspective, in this world female volleyball league before the Olympics, the key core members of the China female volleyball team and the key substitutes should be together in every match. The position of the second pass was especially special.

At this time, Wei Xindi had suggested for her to return to Beijing to adjust. What did this mean?

Currently, in China's female lineup, the young second generation Gu Weiyang was firmly seated in the main position. This was already an indisputable fact. Apart from Zhou Shuyao, there was also the Second Young Reserve, Huang Yimeng, who was "covetously eyeing" him from behind. Although Huang Yimeng had joined and left the national team a few years ago, First of all, she was the second-in-line substitute for China's female platoon in the past. She had a lot of advantages when it came to coordinating with other young players who had experienced the same thing in China's female platoon. Secondly, she had a great advantage when it came to coordinating with the young main attackers of China's female platoon. Huang Yimeng was also the second-in-line substitutes for the new league championship, Yangpu's female platoon. Naturally, he also had outstanding technical abilities. The fans were also very optimistic about her.

Zhou Shuyao suddenly realized that although Wei Xindi had given her a lot of trust at the beginning of the year when he had asked her to continue being the captain of the China Women's Racing Team, it did not mean that she would definitely become one of the 12 people in the China Women's Racing Team.

In the past half a year, Huang Yimeng had been silently advancing forward during training. He had also been able to seize every precious opportunity to display her determination and ability. This must have given Wei Xindi a new idea on how to use people in the second place.

Actually, it wasn't just the second position. In the past six months, whether it was the main players or the substitutes, more than a dozen old and new players in the entire China female volleyball team had been holding back and "chasing after each other" during the closed training. There was only one reason that urged them to keep moving forward quickly and start a healthy competition - the imminent Olympic Games.

Looking into Wei Xindi's eyes, Zhou Shuyao knew that he had nothing to hide.

"Sister, I will definitely play well in this competition!" Zhou Shuyao said.

"I believe you, Shuyao. Thank you!" Wei Xindi said, "Thank you!"

The boat slowed down unconsciously. Through the window of the cabin, they could see the beautiful night scenery of Victoria Bay.

Everyone stood up and prepared to get off the boat.

"Oh right, sister, you. . . Remembered wrongly. " Zhou Shuyao suddenly said behind Wei Xindi.

"Oh?" Wei Xindi turned his head and asked in surprise, "What did I remember wrong?"

"Last time, we took this ship together. We went to Macau from Hong Kong. " Zhou Shuyao said.

. . .

I must go to the Olympics! As Zhou Shuyao thought of this, he pulled open a tape with a swoosh.

Opportunities were fair to every member of the team! As Zhou Shuyao thought of this, he slapped the tape onto his hand.

A person stood in front of her.

Zhou Shuyao looked up and saw that it was Old Wu.

"Do you want me to help you?" Old Wu asked.

"No need. Thank you. " Zhou Shuyao said lightly.

Old Wu smiled and squatted down. She gently pulled Zhou Shuyao's legs and started to help her apply muscles to the sides of her knees.

"Shuyao, aren't you happy today?" Old Wu asked casually as she busied herself.

"Oh. . . Hmm?" Zhou Shuyao replied with a question, "Old Wu, why do you feel like I'm unhappy?"

"You usually chat and laugh with the other team members. But today, as soon as they entered the gymnasium, You sat here alone. " Old Wu said.

"Old Wu, your Mandarin is getting more and more fluent. " Zhou Shuyao said, "For the past six months, you've been helping Zhi Xia treat his injuries. Your words also carry some River Huai accent. "

"Is that so?" Old Wu was stunned, and then she raised her head to look at Zhou Shuyao as she said with a smile, "But besides Cantonese, I'm still unable to distinguish the dialects of other places. You guys speak Mandarin, and I think it's almost the same. . . "

"You always say that you speak Cantonese well, but I've never heard you say that. Do you really know how to speak?" Zhou Shuyao joked with Old Wu.

"Come over and tell me a few words to try it out. " Old Wu changed to fluent Cantonese and said to Zhou Shuyao.

Zhou Shuyao was a lady from the north, so how could she speak Cantonese?

Just as she was in a daze, she heard someone beside her interrupt, "I like you. . . "

Zhou Shuyao and Old Wu were both stunned. They looked up and saw Fang Han standing beside Zhou Shuyao with a smile on her face. This was what Fang Han had said.

"Little Lion, what did you say?" Zhou Shuyao asked.

Fang Han deliberately kept her in suspense and smiled without saying anything. Zhou Shuyao turned his head and saw that Old Wu had also lowered her eyelids and no longer spoke. She continued to focus on pasting the two sides of her knees. It was as if she didn't dare to look at Zhou Shuyao or Fang Han.

"Old Wu, why aren't you saying anything?" Zhou Shuyao asked in surprise, "What exactly did Little Lion say?"

"Miss Fang said 'I like you'. " A Hong Kong queuing staff member walked past them and said in Mandarin with a smile.

Zhou Shuyao stared at Fang Han with his eyes wide open.

"Sis!" Fang Han said loudly, "I'm helping you tell Old Wu!"

"You little girl! How could I ask you to help me say this to Old Wu!?" As Zhou Shuyao spoke, he subconsciously wanted to stand up from his chair, but he was stopped by Old Wu.

Fang Han stuck out her tongue and quickly ran to the side of the venue.

"Don't worry, Leona won't be able to escape. " Old Wu said, "Shuyao, if you move again, the muscle paste will be crooked. "

Leona was Fang Han's English name.

Over the past month, Old Wu had been in the team. Wei Xindi was afraid that he would not be able to call the girls by their English names, so he asked Old Wu to call them by their English names. Members who did not have English names would also get Old Wu to help them name one.

Old Wu was very knowledgeable. He had asked the girls about the meaning of their English names, and according to their preferences or nicknames, he had given them some pleasant and unconventional English names. For example, Fang Han's Leona came from the meaning of "lion" in Latin.

"That girl Fang Han is really. . . " Zhou Shuyao complained loudly.

"Yeah, she likes to joke around. " Old Wu said without even raising her head, "Girls of their age are about the same. "

"Do they usually joke around with you?" Zhou Shuyao had just asked this question when he started laughing. She knew that her question was unnecessary.

During this year's China female rehearsal training, Old Wu became a foreign rehabilitation specialist specially hired by the China Orderly Association for the China female rehearsals. However, he had always been in charge of rehabilitation for the summer break in Beijing. A month ago, during the summer break, he had officially returned to the team. Old Wu had also joined the team and started to provide insurance for all the players in terms of sports medicine rehabilitation.

In the beginning, the girls were all curious about this "uncle" who seemed to be quiet and a little slovenly. However, after interacting with him for a while, everyone realized that Old Wu was a shy but knowledgeable, enthusiastic and careful person.

Gradually, the girls became friends with Old Wu. Some of the more cheerful members even made harmless jokes with Old Wu on a daily basis. Old Wu, on the other hand, was neither anxious nor angry. There was always a faint smile on her face.

However, Zhou Shuyao knew that the more indifferent Old Wu was, the more favorable the girls felt towards him. Just like Little Lion today, even though she had used Cantonese to say "I like you," she had also found a silly excuse to shirk the responsibility on Zhou Shuyao's behalf.

It looked like Fang Han was joking with Old Wu and Zhou Shuyao, but Zhou Shuyao had long keenly noticed that as soon as Fang Han finished speaking, her face faintly blushed.

For some reason. . . In that instant, Zhou Shuyao felt a sour feeling in his heart.

"It's done!" As Old Wu spoke, she gently patted Zhou Shuyao's knee. He stood up but did not answer Zhou Shuyao's question.

"Try exercising. " Old Wu said.

Zhou Shuyao did not immediately stand up from his chair. She raised her head and looked at Old Wu. This man, who was about the same age as her, called himself "uncle" in front of the girls in their twenties every day.

This was not the first time Zhou Shuyao felt that his angular face and messy hair made him look like a melancholic bookworm. In fact, it made him feel warm and he wanted to rely on him.

Old Wu was confused by Zhou Shuyao's gaze. She could not help but ask, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Old Wu. . . " Zhou Shuyao asked softly, "After the Olympics, what. . . Do you plan to do?"

Zhou Shuyao's question had greatly exceeded Old Wu's expectations.

"Me?" Old Wu replied, "What plans can I have? The contract that the China Ordering Association signed with me will arrive after the Olympics. So. . . After the Olympics, I will return to Columbia University to continue my research. I think. . . The experience of providing medical services for China's female platoon and the data that I have collected will be of great help to my research. "

"Then from now on, it will be very difficult for us to meet again. . . " Zhou Shuyao said carefully.

"It won't be!" Old Wu immediately said.

Zhou Shuyao's eyes immediately revealed a look of joy.

"During the two times I came to China, I helped you with Xia Zhi's treatment and rehabilitation. I also made many friends in China's sports and medical field in Beijing. I think I will often come to China in the future and often come to Beijing to have an academic exchange with everyone. " Old Wu said briskly.

"I. . . I see. . . " The light in Zhou Shuyao's eyes dimmed.

"Ah, Shuyao! If you have the chance in the future, come and play in America too. I'll drive you to Yellowstone Park, to the Colorado Grand Canyon, and we can also drive on Route 66. . . " Old Wu said with a smile.

"It sounds. . . Quite romantic. . . " Zhou Shuyao's eyes lit up again.

"Yeah, there are indeed quite a few romantic scenes there. Oh right, you must have seen such scenes in many movies. So, you're welcome to come with your boyfriend. " Old Wu said.

Zhou Shuyao was stunned. She had nothing more to say.

After a while, she stood up from the chair and stretched her knees. She smiled and said to Old Wu, "Old Wu, your muscles are very close. Your knees feel good. Thank you. I'll go prepare for the exercise. "

After saying that, Zhou Shuyao ran towards the venue.

Stupid Old Wu! As Zhou Shuyao ran, he thought, Where do I have a boyfriend!?