All-round Athlete

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It was already 5:30 in the afternoon when I left the field management center. Director Ma originally wanted to invite guests to dinner, but Zhang Guan declined it. The conversation with Dayao made Zhang Guan feel very touched. He also wanted to be earlier. Go back and arrange the latest schedule.

It was just contrary to wishes, Zhang Guan was blocked on the road.

At the peak of get off work, the road was full of vehicles returning home. The business vehicle Zhang Zhang was riding in the traffic was difficult to move, and as the sky became dark, Zhang Guan slowly lost patience. He looked around and asked the driver: "According to this situation, there must be at least 30 to 40 minutes of traffic jam. There are still three intersections left in the community. Let me go back."

The capital is a place where Zhang Guan spends a relatively long time on weekdays, so he has long bought a house in the capital as his temporary den.

Put on a hat and mask, disguise yourself, Zhang Guan got out of the car, and then mixed with the crowd who hurried back to the nest by the roadside.

A recent cold breath lowered the minimum temperature in the capital to zero degrees, and people around you can already see yourself wrapped in a down jacket. In the cold wind, scarves, hats and bloated coats are essential; under the haze, each A variety of masks dangled in front of Zhang Guan's eyes. Standing at a height of more than one meter nine, Zhang Guan stands in a crowd of people standing tall, but the sky is getting dark. Even if someone passes by, he will not notice that the big man with a mask around him is Zhang Guan.

The lights at the subway station are bright and dazzling, and Zhang Guan is obviously unwilling to be noticed, so he deliberately stayed away from the subway station. However, the crowd rushing towards the subway station still couldn't help but push Zhang Guan near the subway station.

A ragged beggar was leaning near the subway entrance, sitting on a woven bag. Zhang Guan wanted to walk quickly, but the objects placed in front of the beggar attracted his attention.

A stainless steel bowl with a few pens and paper in it, should be a charity from a well-meaning person; a shabby white cloth with black letters on it crookedly, should be the beggar's description of his unfortunate encounter; a swarthy The round object placed on the edge of the white cloth was not noticeable, but Zhang Guan stopped and looked at the dark round object, because he had already seen that the dark round object was a medal .

Zhang Guan has won dozens of various medals, and most of them are gold medals, so he is more sensitive to medals. Other people will not notice this kind of things, but Zhang Guan can immediately distinguish.

"How can I still beg with a medal." Zhang Guan stopped and was driven by curiosity, he walked over.

From the stained white cloth, Zhang Guan learned the origin of the beggar. His name is Ma Dexing. He is from the northwest. He used to be a triathlete. He also won the bronze medal of the Jiayu triathlon. After a training injury, he had to undergo surgical treatment, but the operation failed, resulting in his left foot for life. Disabled and had to retire. But the rehabilitation of his foot injury made him spend all his time. He also borrowed a lot of money. Apart from being an athlete, he did not have any other skills. As a disabled person, he could not engage in manual labor and had to live here and beg.

"Are you a liar?" Zhang Guan bent down and took a look at the medal. He confirmed that the medal was indeed genuine.

The medal of the triathlon in Jiayu, Zhang Guan even touched it personally, because someone in the national team had participated in that competition and got some achievements. At that time, Zhang Guan also saw the medal, the workmanship and the texture that his teammates took back. It's the same as the beggar's.

"The injured left foot is a pitiful person!" Zhang Guan couldn't help but think of Dayao who had just talked to himself. He was also injured in his left foot, which made Zhang Guan's heart rise to a hidden heart. He was out of his wallet He took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the beggar.

"Thank you, thank you!" The beggar bowed gratefully, and when he looked up again to see what the charity looked like, Zhang Guan had already walked away quickly.

Walking among the endless crowd, Zhang Guan felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.

Ma Dexing, an athlete who has fallen into the streets after retirement, is not the first and will never be the last. Ma Dexing's situation is very miserable, but it is definitely not the worst one. There will definitely be other athletes who retired due to injuries, more than Ma Dexing. awful. Injuries caused by inappropriate training and untimely treatment have left many athletes with lifelong disabilities. And after they retire, if they have achieved outstanding results, they can still live a worry-free life, but if they perform as average athletes, they may only get tens of thousands of severance pay, and the rest of their lives have to be injured Spent in pain.

For many athletes who are disabled due to injuries, tens of thousands or perhaps hundreds of thousands of medical expenses can change their lives. However, many times, hundreds of thousands are astronomical for them. They may not be able to save the money during their ten-year athlete career.

Zhang Guan suddenly felt that it might make more sense to help these retired athletes who suffered sports injuries and faced difficulties in life than to directly give those sports associations a large sum of money.

The sky was completely dark, the north wind was blowing, and under the dim street lights, the cold feeling made Zhang Guan feel a trace of frightening despair.

"Fortunately, I'm almost home!" Zhang Guan raised his head. In front of him was the community where he lived. The dazzling lights at the entrance of the community were particularly conspicuous under the night sky. Everyone always makes the nightwalkers feel a strong sense of security.

"There is darkness and cold wind around, but the family is right in front of me. This is hope! Hope is actually so simple..." Zhang Guan listened, and he had made a decision in his heart.

"It's time to set up a charity fund to help retired athletes who encounter difficulties. Money may not be able to repair their injured bodies, but at least they can give them hope for life!"

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"Establish another charity fund?" He Yiming's eyes widened. He didn't understand Zhang Guan's intentions.

"Yes, I want to spend a sum of money to help those retired athletes who are experiencing difficulties. I have thought of the fund's name, I call it the Hope Fund!" Zhang Guan said.

"The idea is very good, but do you know how many professional athletes in our country will retire in a year?" He Yiming asked.

Zhang Guan shook his head, his face blank.

"Do you know the current athlete security system in our country?" He Yiming then asked.

Zhang Guan shook his head again, still blank.

"The Red Cross will have a public welfare fund directly under it, and it is also providing protection for retired athletes. Should you know this?" He Yiming asked.

Zhang Guan shook his head for the third time, still blank.

"You really don't know anything!" He Yiming burst out laughing.

ps: October is about to pass. I passed the customs and stole a month of laziness. This month, I only changed 130,000 words. I sinned and guilty. Words, do what you say. It is said that on the last day of the month, the monthly ticket is wasted without voting. If you still have a monthly ticket, please pass it. Thank you! (To be continued.)