Born to Run

　　 "It's really the weekend. There are a lot more audiences today than yesterday morning."

On March 8th, Saturday afternoon, on the stand of the Zuohai Sports Center Stadium, Tongshi Wen raised his head and looked around the whole stand from a distance. The audience was still sitting sparsely in various positions, but he came here compared to yesterday and morning. Obviously a lot more.

　　 "Where is the audience?" On the side of the seat, Nie Fangping, who was carefully observing the state of the runners before the starting line, couldn't help laughing when he suddenly heard what Tong Master Wen said.

"Those are the coaches of the track and field team of the Provincial Physical Education Brigade. The front is the Licheng City team, and the Hedao City team over there. The taller one is Coach Xie from the Provincial Sports School. In that row, look, those few key high schools in the province should have come with the team."

The Provincial Youth Athletics Championship is a very important event for the participating units and the contestants themselves, but for ordinary audiences, unless the contestants have their own family members, there will be people who would like to watch it, and it would be too late to send tickets without spending money. .

　　 There was such a wave of women’s long-distance running a few years ago. In the past few days, no one was interested in watching it. There were no results and no stars. The game was not like football and basketball. Even if you didn’t understand it, you could watch it lively. Nowadays, many people are lacking in interest in the track and field competitions of the National Games, let alone a provincial youth track and field championship.

　　 "Then all these people came to see Ye Qin...?" After listening to Nie Fangping's introduction, Master Wen suddenly felt nervous.

　　 The men's 200-meter middle school finals will start immediately in the stadium. There are so many coaches from various professional teams and teachers from schools that will never come out for no reason.

　　He and Nie Fangping are aligned with the starting line of the 200-meter curve. There are not many people in the front and rear seats, but on the other side, near the straight and the finish line of the 200-meter race, there are really a lot of people sitting in the front and back rows.

"This is the highest level of youth competition in the province. The provincial and municipal sports schools, and even the key high schools in the province. Which one doesn't choose the seedlings here." Nie Fangping snorted, "What do you mean, you guys? Now I know it is a treasure, and others will not know it."

　　 At the beginning, Zhao Youcheng only watched Ye Qin's game occasionally in the Nanxiu City Middle School Games, so a big coach can put down his posture and go to Xiushui No. 2 Middle School to invite Ye Qin. No matter how bad the eyes of others are, when Yechin broke the 400m record in the Youth Track and Field Championship yesterday, he should have taken action.

　　 Moreover, if Ye Qin is in the professional team now, many people may think about it, at most through the talent exchange plan and other methods to coordinate. But Ye Qin is still in middle school and his freshman year, which has to impress many professional coaches.

　　 Seeing good seedlings in the sports system has always had a tradition of "cutting the beard". In addition, in addition to some key high schools in the province, it is not too easy to recruit a few talented sports students who can win prizes.

"Then Coach Nie, I want to invite you to be a coach at Xiushui No. 2 Middle School." Master Wen's expression became more tense, and he looked at Nie Fangping with a bit of eagerness, "We really need you as an experienced veteran. In the future to help us form a track and field team, I know that the conditions for the second middle school are limited, but because of this, we need you to help us open the situation even more."

"Principal Wen, are you serious or a whim? This is not a trivial matter, nor is it a decision you can make with a pat on your head. If what I said yesterday is not satisfactory, I apologize seriously. Xiao Yan... …Mr. Yan, I’ll talk about it when I look back."

　　 Nie Fangping was uncomfortable with the fiery eyes of Tongshi Wen. Yesterday, after his evil fire broke out, after he calmed down, he knew that he had angered others. Ye Qin's family conditions are limited, and it is really hard to blame the school and Yan Ning.

Yesterday, Mr. Wen had a talk with him. This morning he talked again during Yechin's 200m preliminaries. By this afternoon, two people were sitting in the stands waiting for Yechin's 200m final. It was the third time. Up.

"No, Coach Nie, I'm serious." Tongshi Wen looked very solemn, paused, and then said, "I want to find a way out for our school, for Yeqin, and for some children like Yeqin. I have been in the township for many years, and I have seen too many children who have gone out to work before graduating from junior high school. Some of them do not have good grades, but their sports talents are good. Although they are not top-notch, they have perseverance and can endure hardships. I want to recruit these people. Come in, train well, and if you can go to college or a good college in the future, you will have more choices."

"Principal Wen, then you can tell me how much support you can give. It is easy to form a track and field team. It is a school track and field team by pulling a few students and teachers. But you want to be serious, and you want to be serious. Cultivation, that costs money. Let’s not talk about other things. The nutrition of the students alone is enough for you to eat a pot. You can see Ye Qin’s family conditions. He can’t afford it at home. In addition, there are team doctors who have physical therapy. This can’t be less. Don’t just say your support in vain. When it comes to the end, you will talk about difficulties and difficulties. This kind of thing...I don’t see it rarely."

　　 Nie Fangping saw that Tongshi Wen spoke sincerely, and his expression became serious.

　　 To say that after listening to Master Wen's video several times, it is impossible for him to have no touch in his heart. What he said yesterday is, in the final analysis, his catharsis to himself, just angering others. The ups and downs all the way over the years, if he can be more open-minded, close one eye to some things, and quarrel with other people a few times, he won't be retiring as a coach of an individual school.

Tongshi Wen groaned for a while, cleared his throat, and said again: "Coach Nie, I can sign an agreement, external employment agreement, financial transparency, and do our best to support! I will not hide from you, this time I will come to the provincial capital. It is to buy a new runway for the school. There are more than one million yuan. If we reduce the expenditure of some other schools, I can make up two million yuan this year~www.ltnovel.com~ Every year from now on, it will not be low for me to ask grandpa to tell grandma. After this amount of input. I don’t ask you to give me one step. We are both engaged in education and sports. It is a long-term thing. I’m not in a hurry. It’s good to be able to train Yeqin now. If there is one, there will be a second. By the way, if Coach Nie doesn't have a plastic track, our school is a cinder track, do you think it can be done?"

　　 After finishing these words, Nie Fangping looked at Master Wen in a daze for a long time. After a long time, he sighed softly and stood up, "Principal Wen, Old Wen, you are a real person."

　　 Anyone can say anything, the decision can be made with a single head, but Nie Fangping is really impressed by the fact that a principal can unreservedly tell him the financial funds that he can support.

　　 Be pragmatic, don’t engage in any imaginary tricks with you, talk about the treatment and follow-up investment, and just spread out how much money you can put out now. Nie Fangping opened his mouth when he saw too much, but he couldn't get the slightest effort to do things.

And this way of doing things by Tongshi Wen is very appetizing for him. One or two million is not much for some engineering projects, but with the current price level, putting it in a third-rate county-level middle school track and field team as the starting capital, it must not be said. not enough.

　　 This courage can be said that Nie Fangping was a little shocked.

　　 "...Men's 200m final of the middle school student group is about to begin..."

　　 At this moment, the broadcast in the stadium suddenly sounded again.

　　 Nie Fangping turned his head and looked into the stadium. Before the corner of the starting line, in the fourth position of the eight players, the stubborn boy from Xiushui No. 2 Middle School seemed to see the two in the audience and was waving at them.

　　The final of the men's 200m middle school student group of the Provincial Youth Athletics Championships is about to begin!