Adoption relationship

It was the Spring Festival again, and Xiang Weiding was very satisfied with the Spring Festival for the two of them, while Zhang Jianan felt a little deserted, but seeing that the child was happier than last year, his heart was also filled with the joy of the New Year.

Two years later, the child will be almost 15 years old, and the child can no longer be called a child, at least he can be considered a teenager. This semester, Xiang Weiding is facing the junior high school graduation exam, but he is not worried about this problem, Zhang Jianan is not worried, and the teachers are not worried. Worry, who told him that his grades have always been top-notch!

In April, a guest came to my house. He is the coach of the martial arts training school, and also the teacher who has guided Xiang Weiding for four years in martial arts. It turns out that with the continuous development of Bingqing City, he came to this city to develop various physical potential exercises. There are more and more schools. This year, among them, the first to come to Bingqing City, and the larger and more famous training schools jointly organized a competition.

Coach Wang has taught Xiang Weiding for four years. He is sure of Xiang Weiding's ability, believes in it, and is sure. Coach Wang came to visit Zhang's family. He hoped to persuade Zhang Jian'an to agree to let Xiang Weiding represent their school. Go to participate in this junior competition.

"Can Weiding do it?" Zhang Jianan doubted. He didn't think his child was stupid, but Xiang Weiding was always thin and not strong enough in his eyes, and many of the contestants in the martial arts competitions on TV were They are muscular. Of course, Chinese martial arts talk about lightness, but for Sanda, Judo, etc., they are generally thick and strong, with a more muscular feel.

Seeing that Zhang Jian'an didn't directly refuse, Coach Wang persuaded him even more, and said with a vow: "Xiang Weiding is the best student I have ever taught, and I have complete confidence in him. Although he may not look strong enough, he is It is a winning point, others tend to despise him, which makes it easier for him to win, if you agree to Xiang Weiding to participate in this competition, no matter whether you get the ranking or not, Xiang Weiding's tuition fees at school will be free for life."

The fees of the martial arts school are quite expensive, but Zhang Jian'an doesn't care about the money. He touched his chin, thought for a long time, and said, "Tuition is not a problem, but the child is taking the entrance examination for junior high school graduation this semester, and the school is very tight. Maybe the kids don’t have time to go to the competition.”

Coach Wang is at a loss. After all, martial arts are only a hobby for ordinary people, and they mainly value what is recognized by the society. For children, grades are more important than everything else.

"Do you want me to participate?" Xiang Weiding suddenly asked what Zhang Jianan meant.

Facing the child's question, Zhang Jian'an smiled and said, "This is for you to participate in the competition. It depends on what you want, and I can only serve as your reference."

"If you ask me to participate, I will go. There is no problem in school. If you ask me not to go, I will not go." Xiang Weiding said with wide eyes.

Coach Wang was overjoyed, he saw hope, and looked at Zhang Jianan eagerly, expecting him to make a happy decision.

Zhang Jian'an is worried, the child is like kicking a football, and the problem is put on him all of a sudden... Don't participate, there is no benefit or harm, join, the tuition fee is free, you may get honors, the most important thing... Men are more passionate , This kind of occasion where you can be upright and defeat others under the eyes of countless pairs of eyes is exciting. However, it is a pity that Zhang Jianan himself does not have this opportunity and does not have the strength. If he goes, he will definitely be the one who is defeated.

Xiang Weiding looked straight at Zhang Jianan, waiting for his decision. Zhang Jianan hesitated and hesitated, and then asked Coach Wang: "Will the game hurt?"

This kind of martial arts contest is based on defeating the opponent, so how can it be possible not to get injured?The only difference is that the winner has less injuries, while the loser has more injuries, and the injuries can be divided into major injuries and minor injuries, minor injuries break the skin, and major injuries hurt the muscles and bones. But generally speaking, the nature of this competition is relatively mild. There were no serious injuries.

Facing Zhang Jian'an's question, Coach Wang avoided the most important and ignored the most important ones, instead of answering directly, he said: "There are strict rules in the game. When one side admits defeat, the other side is absolutely not allowed to attack again, and there will be people watching on the field. If someone breaks the rules, The referees present will immediately stop it."

"Uh...Weiding, see for yourself, do you want to participate?" Zhang Jianan still decided to ask the child's opinion.

Under Zhang Jianan's expectant eyes, Xiang Weiding nodded without hesitation and said, "Go, the school class will not be delayed, and I will not be injured in the competition. You don't have to worry."

Coach Wang was satisfied, and Zhang Jianan was satisfied. Zhang Jianan, a spectator, was more excited about Xiang Weiding's request for a game than the person involved.Because it is only a small-scale local competition in Bingqing City, in fact, there are not many participating groups, and it will delay time, that is, Xiang Weiding will go to the training school every day to train for a few hours a week before the competition, and then the whole competition is actually only one day .

On the day of the competition, Zhang Jianan took a day off at the company to cheer for his son.In the morning, there were two knockout rounds. Xiang Weiding was wearing a set of white training clothes. His long-term training lean body was hidden under the clothes. He was tall and straight, with a cold expression on his face. Turn around and step off the stage and return to Zhang Jianan.

Zhang Jianan looked at Xiang Weiding, who was calm, calm, and quiet, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Before he knew it, the malnourished and thin child had grown far beyond his peers in places he didn't pay attention to. Man, has become so powerful...

The worst player was eliminated in the morning game, and the afternoon game was much more intense. Xiang Weiding met a strong opponent in the second match. Barely won, but also injured and hanged.

"...Son, is everything alright?" Zhang Jianan looked at Xiang Weiding's bruised face, took a deep breath, and asked nervously.

Coach Wang also came over and handed Xiang Weiding a towel. He didn't care about the injury on his face, and said, "It should be fine, right? The grades are good. I know that I've taught him to do the same thing. The field will be over."

Xiang Weiding wiped his face with a towel first, and seeing the worry on Zhang Jianan's face, he quickly shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's like this in normal training."

"In the next game, if you feel that you are not good enough, you should admit defeat immediately. Don't give up, I don't want to see you get hurt." Zhang Jianan pulled the child in front of him and told him earnestly.

"Yes, I know." Xiang Weiding looked at Zhang Jian'an with shining black eyes, and nodded his assurance.

In Zhang Jianan's worried eyes, and in Coach Wang's expectant gaze, Xiang Weiding traded dozens of minor injuries all over his body and a small scraped skin wound on his arm in exchange for No. 1 in the youth group.

"Good job, I knew you could do it." Coach Wang laughed and went up to Weiding, stretched out his hand and patted Weiding on the shoulder excitedly.

Zhang Jianan hurriedly snatched his son to his side, looked at Weiding's small wound, and made sure it was not serious. He said, "The child has been injured and tired after a day of competition. Coach Wang, please show mercy!"

"Hehe." Coach Wang smiled awkwardly, patted his head, and said, "You are too nervous to be a father... Xiang Weiding is too strong, today it is nothing at all."

"If you don't raise a child, you don't know how distressed you are!" Zhang Jianan muttered in a low voice, and Coach Wang could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

A week after the competition, Coach Wang went to Zhang’s home with some items. There were prize money from the competition, a trophy issued by the organizer, and a large number of photos and videos taken by Xiang Weiding during the competition. There were only these two things. Jian'an was the most interested, so he kept it like a baby, and chose some of Xiang Weiding's most handsome attacking poses to stick on the bedside of the room.