The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 122

"...Every time I think about this, I feel ashamed. I want to make it up to you but I don't know how to make it up. I'm not worthy of being your coach." From Coach Lu's words, it can be heard that he really blames himself and is very ashamed.

"Things have come to this point, it's useless to think too much" Meng Yao understands this truth.

"Coach, you will always be my coach. There is a saying 'Knowing your mistakes can make you better'. The coach has always felt guilty, and I have explained it to me today. I think this may be fate. I am destined to suffer from this. I think You can't hide from it."

"Life is not always smooth sailing. Compared to my father's death and my mother's hospitalization, this is actually a trivial matter for me, so the coach doesn't have to blame himself anymore." Meng Yao said in a playful tone, so as to eliminate Coach Lu's guilt and self-blame.

In fact, Coach Lu has already made up for her in his own way, and she is very grateful to Coach Lu for his tolerance towards her in the composition of the program.

On the side of the gate of the community, Yan Xiaoyan, who was wearing a beige coat, stood against the wall. She had been blowing the cold wind for half an hour, and she couldn't move her legs to step into the gate of the community.

I never imagined that one day I would bow to Meng Yao, but I still admit my mistake!

Even if I asked my uncle to help me miss Meng Yao's short program, I won the "Leaping Cup" in the end, and returned to the club to suppress her for so long.

The club has already punished her, and apologizing again will only embarrass Meng Yao in front of her, and send her face in front of Meng Yao to step on her.

She doesn't do this kind of thing!
Yan Xiaoyan took a long breath, the gloomy expression on her face instantly dissipated, she turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, the phone in his coat pocket suddenly rang.

Ji Chengzhong called.

"Uncle." Yan Xiaoyan showed joy.

Hearing her happy voice, Ji Chengzhong's low mood became more joyful.

He really dotes on this niece who loves skating, but because he spoils her too much, he loses the ability to judge whether things are right or wrong.

"Xiaoxiao, uncle has something to tell you." His tone became quite serious.

Yan Xiaoyan felt that her uncle was a little different today, so she stopped and listened attentively.

"Uncle did something wrong before and didn't guide you in the right direction in time, which caused you to make mistakes again and again without realizing it. Fortunately, uncle didn't promise you a second time, otherwise it would be a big mistake."

"There is a saying that you have to remember from today, and my uncle will also keep it in mind, 'be a man before doing things, and be a man before being a man'."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoyan had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Uncle has resigned from Qiao's, and may not be able to take care of you in the field of skating in the future..."

Yan Xiaoyan didn't listen to what was said later, and her expression was worried until the end of the call.

Because of her, Mrs. Qiao fired her uncle. Is that the case?
Yan Xiaoyan, who hadn't moved for a long time, suddenly turned around, looked up at the few residential buildings in the community, her hands in her coat pockets clenched into fists unwillingly, and her uncle's words sounded again in her mind——

"Apologize to people. If they didn't go through the legal process in the first place, you have to be grateful, otherwise your sports career will be over, understand?"

After the call with Coach Lu ended, Meng Yao then received a call from Head Coach Zhu, explaining to her the club's punishment of Yan Xiaoyan.

so what.

It doesn't mean she forgives the club for privately rejecting head coach Fang.

Putting down her phone, Meng Yao reached out to pick up the unfinished test paper to read, recalling what Qiao Yiyuan said before leaving, her eyebrows frowned in worry.

Looking at it, the clear eyes moved away.

It took only a second for a decision to go from unprepared to quickly formed.

Ding-dong, ding-dong—

Hearing the sound, he came back to his senses, turned his head and looked at the door for a long time before getting up, and limping to open the door.

(End of this chapter)