"Xin Yong, open the door quickly..."
"Get away, get away from me, I don't want to see anyone now..."
"Xin Yong, your uncle just called me. I have to talk to you in person...Open the door quickly. As the head coach, I order you to open the door..."
In the hotel, a group of Chinese men's basketball players gathered around the door of Xin Yong's room. Head coach Xu Lei kept knocking on the door, trying to persuade Xin Yong to regain his senses.
Xin Yong, who was hiding in the room, sounded quite depressed. Perhaps this was the biggest blow in his career, so he resorted to not seeing anyone to escape from the matter.
Seeing that his good brother didn't come out, Xu Haoran, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but slap the door to persuade him, "Xin Yong, open the door... If you don't see other people, are you missing even my brother?"
"Isn't it just a loss? What's so great about it? My brother will carry it with you..."
However, Xin Yong remained indifferent.
"what's the situation?"
Just when everyone couldn't knock on Xin Yong's door, Zhao Feiyang also walked over. Of course he saw the video on the Internet, and while he was shocked by it, he didn't have any thoughts of ridicule.
He and Xin Yong didn't have a close friendship, but they were both teammates after all, and there was no hard grudge between them.
Now that his teammates are being insulted by a stick foreign aid, it is undoubtedly very unpleasant from his perspective.
"Xin Yong, open the door quickly!"
Zhao Feiyang, who learned about the situation from his teammates, also knocked on the door to express his opinion.
However, Xin Yong in the room didn't answer at all.
In anger, Zhao Feiyang pointed towards the room and shouted, "Xin Yong, I'll count to three. If you don't open the door again, don't blame me for kicking the door down..."
"One...two..."
Seeing that Zhao Feiyang seemed to be serious, others quickly tried to dissuade Zhao Feiyang, "Don't get excited, we have someone go to the hotel front desk to get the room card..."
"Brother Feiyang! Wait a moment, someone will be here soon..."
Zhao Feiyang didn't care so much. When he counted to three, he kicked him hard. The force of his movements made the door tremble. Zhao Feiyang continued to kick, and after two or three kicks, the door's lock finally broke.
boom.
The door opened.
Zhao Feiyang stood at the door with a domineering look on his face, which stunned his teammates.
"This door is mine, I will pay for it later...Don't go in yet, let me go and talk to him..."
Zhao Feiyang said.
Head coach Xu Lei planned to go in together, but Zhao Feiyang looked up at him and said, "Coach, please wait a moment! Let me go in and talk to him first..."
Coach Xu Lei was a little worried, "Feiyang, after all, don't hit anyone! Beating a teammate is not a trivial matter..."
When Xu Haoran heard what his uncle said, he was also afraid that Zhao Feiyang would go in and beat his brother, so he planned to go in first.
"What?"
"Get out of the way! Didn't you hear me standing outside?"
Zhao Feiyang shouted sharply, grabbed Xu Haoran's collar and pulled him out.
Normally, Zhao Feiyang looks very kind, but when this happens, his every move is full of domineering, which really scares a group of young players silly.
Xu Haoran originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhao Feiyang's cold gaze, he held the words in his mouth for a long time and still did not dare to say them out.
Zhao Feiyang kept the door ajar and entered Xin Yong's room alone.
As soon as he entered, he smelled the smell of alcohol.
Sure enough, he soon saw wine bottles all over the floor. Xin Yong seemed to be drunk. He was lying on the bed looking helpless. Even when he saw Zhao Feiyang coming, he still looked desperate. look.
Zhao Feiyang didn't reprimand, let alone blame. He just opened the window to let light into the dim room, then sat down next to him, "What are you doing? Why are you drinking so much?"
"How could such a big thing happen like this?"
Perhaps under the stimulation of alcohol, Xin Yong, who rarely dared to talk back to Zhao Feiyang before, spoke up this time.
"It's not you who is embarrassed... Of course you don't care..."
Zhao Feiyang laughed when he heard this.
"It's embarrassing to be embarrassed? So what? Life is so long, who dares to say that they have never been embarrassed?"
"Actually, sometimes I envy you! You have such a good family background. Chairman Xin is your uncle. You must have been exposed to basketball resources as young as anyone else... How many people have such a good family background? I couldn’t even dream of it!”
"You know? There are many talented people in this world, but they don't have enough background and resources, so they may not be able to enter the career they love in their lifetime...Give them your kid's background, who Do you dare to say that there can’t be another Michael Jordan in this world?”
"However, sometimes I don't envy you! Sometimes it's not good for young people to have too smooth a road... I'm afraid you have suffered a lot of losses when you grow up. If I guess correctly, this may be This is the first time in your life that you have encountered such a big thing..."
"So you don't dare to get up after you fall, thinking that your life is over, that your whole life is ruined... But in fact, many things are nothing special. Only when you climb out of the trough will you Discovering that this is not a great thing at all... and no one will remember it for a lifetime..."
"It's nothing more than an extra mark on you...it will stay with you for the rest of your life...but you are still young, and our game against the Kimchi National Men's Basketball Team has not started yet, so you still have a chance to wash it off." My own shame..."
"Failure is not terrible, the terrible thing is giving up. If you think you are a puddle of mud, who else can save you?"
"Either get up and fuck the other guy like a man, or stop being a professional player in the future... The choice depends on you..."
After Zhao Feiyang finished speaking these words, Xin Yong froze in place for a long time without speaking.
Seeing Xin Yong thinking seriously, Zhao Feiyang did not disturb him anymore, but walked out of the room alone.
When he came outside the door, the rest of the national team looked at him in silence. Although no one spoke, most people looked at Zhao Feiyang with eyes full of admiration.
"Coach Xu, go ahead now!"
"Everyone else, get out of the way! Let's give Xin Yong some private space..."
All the players were obedient and chose to leave the room.
Zhao Feiyang went to the hotel front desk in person to discuss compensation for the room door.
The match day came as scheduled the next day. Although the decision on Xin Yong's team punishment had not yet been made, his mental state was much better than before.
When it came time for training, Xin Yong was no longer absent.
He even walked up to Zhao Feiyang and said gratefully, "Brother Feiyang, thank you!"
Zhao Feiyang responded with a smile and patted the other party on the shoulder.
"Play well in tonight's game, and you will always get back the lost points... Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will still be here, right? I'm supporting the team, so just go ahead and do it... ....."
