The missed village chief girl has already entered the city at this moment.
Cen Miao took the letter and looked for several places according to the address on the letter, and finally saw a big iron gate on the opposite road.
There is a big sign on the iron gate with four big red letters. Cen Miao from the
Kyoto Sports School
walked over with her bag on her back, handed the letter into the window of the reception room, and then knocked on the glass: "Uncle, please help me find the person on the letter." The
reception room is an old man, dressed in a suit. The white vest holds a pu fan in his hand, and Sha Jiabin is on the radio. Following the tone, the old man shook his head and walked to the window to take the letter, with a smile on his face.
"Come on, let me see."
After speaking, the old man put on the reading glasses and read it at a glance, then looked at Cen Miao through the reading glasses, and then turned around. "The girl is waiting, I'll call the volleyball side to pick up someone."
Cen Miao nodded: "Trouble." The
uncle said a few words on the other side of the phone, then hung up the phone, and waved to Cen Miao: " Little things."
After speaking, the uncle looked at Cen Miao's size for a while and smiled.
"However, Coach Wei is good at it. Where did he invite you?"
Cen Miao replied with a smile: "In the countryside, my parents said that he went to the countryside to do errands and asked if we had any tall girls."
This question found her.
The uncle happily said: "The relationship is good. Recently the country has reorganized the women's volleyball team. You are catching up with a good time! As long as you play well, then you can go to the international competition and win glory for the country!" The
girl stood on the side of the road. She was wearing a cyan sweatshirt, tall, with obsidian eyes and a small smile on her face.
"Then I will lend you auspicious words first."
"Eh." The uncle rejoiced, "If you come back with a big trophy then you have to give me an autograph."
Cen Miao attracted many passersby to wait and see.
Some cyclists even stopped and looked back at Cen Miao.
There was a lot of discussion.
"Oh, this girl is not a small girl."
"Look, a student in the sports school is a good athletic seedling."
"No."
Cen Miao was very calm in the face of the comments from the crowd, as if this kind of being wasted. She has long been accustomed to the feeling of people watching.
At the end of the road full of poplar trees, two middle-aged men walked quickly, arguing with each other as they rushed to the road.
Red face and red ears.
"I've already said that the funding must be given to my women's volleyball team first!"
"Hey, which hospital doesn't lack funding these years? Funds for your women's volleyball team?
Do you want Northwestern style for men's volleyball team?" "You know the fart! Our task is arduous. We must play the women's volleyball team for the World Cup next year!"
"What
you said seems like you can do it." That girl, that girl, I must scare you!"
"Oh!" Ji Shaohui opened his eyes pretending to be frightened, "That feeling is good. Don't be like the girl you picked last month, playing like a ball. Cotton is not good for use. In the end, people couldn't stand your devil training and went home crying."
Wei Zhou's face turned dark.
Last time the little girl was the daughter of his old friend's house. After the daughter cried back, he was scolded by the old friend, and the two almost separated from each other.
"Don't open the pot and raise the pot with me. Give me a bit of a door!"
After saying that, Wei Zhou walked quickly in the direction of Cen Miao. Ji Shaohui saw the little girl here, and didn't make a fool of himself. The two looked It's all serious.
Ji Shaohui kept a close look at Cen Miao and smiled: "Little girl, your height seems not to be falsely reported at all. Would you mind going to the men's volleyball team? We can ignore the gender issue for now."
These days, there are few tall children. , The men's volleyball player is only 190 when he is top-notch.
A tall volleyball player is rare in anyone's family.
"Go." Wei Zhou pushed the person away, "Sell the girl to go to your men's volleyball team. A bunch of big guys smell like sweat, so you don't feel embarrassed."
Cen Miao smiled, but didn't talk.
Wei Zhou looked very satisfied.
He and Ji Shaohui looked at each other, and both saw the appreciation of each other's eyes.
Steady and not anxious, he is a good athlete in women's volleyball.
The three of them walked into the school, and Wei Zhou and Cen Miao explained the situation.
"I have explained the food and lodging issues to you, and then I will talk to you about the training time."
Speaking of this training issue, he looked quite serious.
"Our training time is relatively demanding. We have to train for 10 hours a day. Sometimes in competitions, we have to practice more in the middle of the night. I don't know if you have any problems with the girl?"
Cen Miao listened, and her fair eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
Wei Zhou followed up with a sigh of relief.
Since volleyball was first formed in 56 years, there has been no more follow-up. Recently, the International World Cup is about to be held, and the country will also send women's volleyball teams to the competition. Many people heard the news and sent their children to sports institutes.
But this good seedling is not so easy to find.
All European and American countries are big and tall, and the number of domestic volleyball players is generally 170. Nowadays, it is too difficult to find tall and good seedlings.
So they looked for a needle in a haystack, and when they saw a tall girl, they asked them to come to the sports school to have a try.
Not to mention that Cen Miao is tall, his body is full of strength, and it is a good seedling.
Wei Zhousheng was afraid that the girl would turn around and go back.
"I don't worry about these."
Wei Zhou was relieved when he heard this.
Cen Miao thought for a while, and then said, "But I have a lot of appetite and eat more."
"I thought it was a big problem. The athletes have a lot of training and the appetite is normal. I will help you all prepare food."
At this time, shouts came from the playground beside him.
A group of athletes in red vests are playing basketball.
Cen Miao watched for a while. The young teenager was sweating on the playground. This kind of scene is rare outside.
Wei Zhou explained with a smile: "These are the men's blue team members, and you can meet them every morning jog."
Suddenly, something changed on the court.
A men's basketball player's expression changed drastically. The basketball slammed into Cen Miao's direction like a rocket. He waved his hand quickly, his head was sweaty: "Get out! Get out of the way!"
Wei Zhou's expression changed on the spot, he wanted to move Cen Miao pulled away, but found that it was too late.
The basketball was about to hit Cen Miao's facade.
There are even men's basketball teammates covering their eyes, the next moment the scene must be horrible, I can't bear to look straight!
Who knows.
Cen Miao's expression changed slightly. She looked at the basketball flying over, and subconsciously carried the ball with her backhand. A semi-circular arc made a bend in the air, and then she quickly hit the ball back.
quiet.
The scene was silent.
The speed was too fast just now, and no one even saw Cen Miao's movements clearly.
"Bang!"
The boy who hit the ball out of bounds by mistake, looked at the ball coming back straight, and couldn't dodge, with a bang.
The ball hit him directly, and then fell to the ground.
The men's basketball players collectively dumbfounded.
The girl was tied up with a high ponytail, her face was hanging with a bit of broken hair, a gust of wind blew her hair up, she slowly raised her eyes, there was a cold light in them, and then slowly melted, she smiled again, her expression seemed a little bit Excuse me?
"Hiss——" The
men's basketball players all took a breath.
Did they read it wrong just now?
That kind of speed, that kind of explosive power, is it possible for a lesbian to beat it?
The boy forgot about the pain until he felt cold under his nose. He reached out and wiped it. The good guy was full of blood.
The next second, he clutched his nose and screamed, "It hurts! You guys get some water!"
Cen Miao ran over embarrassedly, took out the handkerchief from his bag, bent over and handed it to the boy on the ground. "Then what, I'm sorry." The
boy flushed, his hands and feet scrambled up from the ground and took the handkerchief, "No...no, originally I hit the ball out of bounds first, but fortunately, you weren't injured. "
Cen Miao's eyebrows were bent, and she turned her head and smiled.
With this smile, the boy was even more flustered. He raised his head and his handkerchief was blocked with a nosebleed. Seeing that his teammates were all standing not far away looking at him, he wanted to return the handkerchief to Cen Miao. When he took it down, he saw that the white handkerchief was covered with blood. , Can only cover it back anxiously.
"Comrade... Comrade, I will
return you this handkerchief next time." After that, the boy hurriedly ran away.
"The smash just now is good." Ji Shaohui gave a very pertinent evaluation, "Old Wei, congratulations on adding another strongman to your team."
Originally, Wei Zhou planned to put Cen Miao in another team. Hone and hone.
After all, Cen Miao has never played volleyball. He has a weak foundation. Now it seems that with this spiking power, just this height and body shape, how can I put it? Put it directly in the old players and finish training together!
Wei Zhou looked at Cen Miao's eyes, like little stars in the sky gleaming.
Talent, this is talent!
So, less than one night.
The Kyoto Sports School has spread this story all over the place, and the spread is so full that even the basketball coaches have heard of such a man.
The women's volleyball newcomer, on the first day of the report, even hit a big basketball player with a nosebleed.
This is really excellent!
The next day.
In the volleyball training ground, there were a few clear shouts and the sound of the ball constantly hitting the wall. Several girls in blue shorts were practicing shooting against the wall.
Soon, the accompanying coach blew the whistle.
The women's volleyball team stopped. They threw the ball into the basket, wiped off the sweat with the towel on the side, and gathered together to whisper.
"I heard that the newcomer will come here later?"
"Yes, I heard that she is so tall." With that, Shan Xiaoyun is eighth than her. She is not tall. Only 173 people are tall. Cute, usually the pistachio in the team.
"180?"
Seeing Shan Xiaoyun shook his head, they guessed, "Is it 188?" At this
moment, Shan Xiaoyun nodded.
The women's volleyball team is a little dumbfounded. The tallest of them is only 180. The rest are 173 and 165 in height.
The field is like a battlefield. Don’t look down on these few centimeters. The height determines the lethality of the spike. For volleyball, the higher you have the advantage.
In other words, for those who play volleyball, high is talent!
"I heard that yesterday this new player gave all the men's basketball players a slap in the face and slapped their noses with blood."
This rumor spread, which is simply outrageous.
"I am so fierce."
"Shu, then I have to stay with her, my messenger does not resist."
The voice just fell.
Wei Zhou walked in with the girl who got dressed.
Cen Miao is wearing red sportswear, a pair of shorts on her lower body, and her long-tube sports socks are stepping on double-pelback sneakers. Her ponytail is different from the current tying method, which is directly tied high and looks very neat and tidy.
The morning sun shines through the wooden door standing on the floor.
She stepped on all the way and walked to the players, smiling.
"Fortunately meeting."
Zhang Xiaoyun stood at the end. She looked at Cen Miao and hugged the volleyball tightly into her arms, her small face full of amazing colors.