Chapter 70
Chapter 70
"One more goal, one more goal!"
Amy stood in the free man's position, staring at Tianhai with bright eyes.
The attack is diverse and varied
- this guy's serve is amazing! With a partner who practices serving like this, he is confident that he can improve even more.
"He obviously had an attitude of avoiding us yesterday, why did he change his gender today?"
Oikawa did not forget the way Amy was stretched on the ground after leaving the field yesterday.
Why has everything changed today?
Tianhai didn't continue, he put down the volleyball in his hand.
"You don't have to be too eager to catch every ball at this stage." He carefully sorted out the thoughts in his mind and tried to speak clearly.
Amy is already a good enough libero, and he is close to the level of the club's second team. But after all, he has rarely faced professional players, which leads to some information gaps.
"I noticed that you have the habit of observing the opponent's head, shoulders, arms and legs. Are you used to anticipating the ball?"
Amy nodded - these judgments are often successful and will give him some sufficient time to catch the ball.
Tianhai sighed inwardly.
This was the fundamental reason why Amy couldn't catch his serve.
Many top players often disguise their movements to deceive players who use prejudgment to catch the ball.
This disguise is not subtle enough, but it leaves them less than a second to judge. Therefore, free people who do not have "rich experience of being cheated" often fall into traps.
Tianhai then demonstrated several common fake moves. At a deliberately slow pace, the little plot is revealed and shown directly.
Only then did Amy realize that at least 60% of Tianhai's serves that had missed him were due to fake moves.
"Tian...Tianhai, thank you! You are surprisingly reliable!" Amy patted Tianhai on the back and grinned happily.
When people are excited, they tend to slip up.
"It's not like you guys look weird at all, especially Iwaizumi..."
Amy still remembered the awkward moment when she and Iwaizumi's eyes met.
Tianhai knows his students well, and when strangers meet them for the first time, they may think they have a special personality.
——But Iwaizumi, shouldn’t he be the most stable one among the students?
With doubts in mind, Tianhai looked at Eli, "What happened to Iwaizumi?"
Amy's eyes wandered, thinking of the scene he saw during lunch break two days ago, and gave a vague answer,
"Ah...him, he It's easy to learn. "
Well, it's really easy to learn. I still read during the few lunch breaks.
This is the book...
"It's good to be eager to learn, so why do you say it's weird?" Tianhai was puzzled.
Amy was silent and abruptly changed the subject, "It's time to end, let's go to dinner."
"Eh -? This is completely avoiding the problem!"
On
the way to the restaurant, after Tianhai's unremitting persistence, Amy After all, he revealed that he saw Iwaizumi outside the coaching room at that time.
"The lounge next to the coaching room?" Tianhai took out the chopsticks he had prepared in advance and stared at the plate in trance,
"What was Iwaizumi doing there?"
Could it be that he forgot to answer Iwaizumi's question? But the other party hasn't come to ask questions in the past few days?
"Click."
The crisp sound of a dinner plate being placed on the table sounded, and several familiar figures sat down next to Tian Hai.
"Master! We haven't had dinner together for a long time! Last time we were staying together!"
Mutu mentioned the all-Japan intensive staycation, and his hair stood up with excitement
- it was there that he successfully became a master! Now that I think about it, I really miss it!
"Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Where is Iwaizumi? Why didn't he come?"
According to Amy, he also saw Iwaizumi during his lunch break.
"Xiaoyan has been mysterious these past two days. He said he was going to find the coach." Oikawa put down the water glass and shrugged to express his ignorance.
Even Oikawa didn't know what Iwaizumi was doing, which made Amami even more curious.
"Hey, it's so mysterious."
Mutu's tangled hair quickly shrunk. He used chopsticks to pick up the salad grass and beef on the dinner plate listlessly,
"The food here is terrible..."
The Netherlands is indeed a typical food desert, and its specialty foods are fish and chips, cheese, various pies and bacon.
The club would not provide these high-fat foods, so "fishy-smelling chicken breasts" and "boiled beef" appeared, sweeping away the players' taste buds.
Even Ushijima nodded, "It's really unpalatable."
Amami swallowed the bitter and astringent bitter chrysanthemum with difficulty, and nodded slowly with the pleading gazes of four pairs of eyes that were as bright as light bulbs.
"I'm going to borrow some kitchen utensils to make some snacks tonight."
"Master Master!"
Mutu put his hands down in a V shape on the dining table, like a standing little man.
The strange behavior attracted the attention of the other four people present. They stared at Bokuto's hand.
The next second, he bent his knuckles - the little man knelt down with a "snap".
"Master! Look, my hands are kneeling!"
Tianhai accidentally choked and swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, turned around and covered his mouth to cough.
"Cough...cough!" He lowered his head for a long time before feeling relieved.
Wooden Rabbit has more and more strange skills. After
eating
, Tianhai separated from the four students
- he walked to the coaching room with a list of players who were pretty good after observing them in the past two days.
The coaching room of the Revi Bernese Club is a separate three-story building separate from the gymnasium, with a large interior space. Coaches from different teams have their own dedicated offices.
The club, which has been established for decades, is no longer as brand-new as when it was first built, showing traces of time everywhere. The club's management unanimously agreed to distribute the bonuses to the athletes and not spend them on renovations.
The summer in the Netherlands cannot be called hot. Whenever the sun accumulates some heat on the body, the wind will dissipate the heat.
Tianhai walked along the green path next to the gymnasium and walked towards the coaching room.
However, he saw a familiar figure in the lounge outside the coaching room.
"Iwaizumi?"
Why is he here?
Iwaizumi, who was sitting on a chair and studying hard in a book, looked around and saw Tianhai standing at the door of the lounge facing him.
He quickly wrote down the page number and closed the book, "Teacher Tianhai."
Tianhai, who was attracted by the "Human Anatomy" on the cover of the book, said: "...Ah."
Human... Anatomy ?
Tianhai also studied this subject in order to take the coaching certificate exam. "Why did you suddenly start reading this book?"
Iwaizumi heard him ask and looked at the door of the coaching room with a grateful face. "This book was lent to me by trainer Kelson."
Kelson is the athletic trainer for their group. Iwaizumi was very uncomfortable with the environment in the first two days after arriving, so Kelson took great care of them.
And after learning that Iwaizumi planned to become a sports trainer in the future, he lent him his book.
"He said that human anatomy is the basics. If you are interested, you can read it. He lent me this book."
That's why he came here to read during lunch breaks these days
. Tianhai looked complicated.
He finally understood what Amy was hesitating about
- he looked like a very serious and steady person, but suddenly he found that he was reading a book on human anatomy.
"No wonder you are the weirdest one in Amy's mouth."
Tianhai murmured in a low voice, feeling a little funny again.
Iwaizumi looked evasive, "But teacher, don't you think I'm going too far?" He
was taught seriously by Teacher Tianhai and was given the opportunity to study abroad, but in the end he didn't know how to play volleyball professionally and was instead interested in being a sports trainer. .
"What?"
Tianhai tilted his head, not understanding what Iwaizumi said, "It's nothing. If you are determined on your own path because of this summer camp, then this summer camp will be considered to have exerted its maximum value."
This is the right call.
"But, Iwaizumi, when did you become so interested in athletic trainers?" Tianhai asked curiously.
I can't just make up my mind after coming here and seeing Kelsen and thinking he is a role model.
If so, he will definitely regret not following him from the beginning
- maybe Iwaizumi wants to become a coach?
"If you are interested, it should be from the days when coach Tianhai first came to Qingcheng..." Iwaizumi held his chin and fell into memories.
The first time I came into contact with sports training was because of my childhood.
"The time that bastard Oikawa got injured due to overtraining, I went to buy some books about sports training."
Iwaizumi took out a book from the schoolbag he carried on his side - "Volleyball Physical Training"
Tianhai took it from Iwaizumi's hand and gently Caress the cover. The book has already left traces as it is read, and after opening it, one can see the seriousness of its owner from the full notes.
"But later I discovered that all the contents emphasized in this book can be reflected in your training plan." Iwaizumi said with a smile in his eyes.
Outside the window, the leaves around the lounge were swayed by the wind, and the light spots scattered on the ground were also swaying.
"How amazing. Teacher, every time you send me a plan, I will think of one in advance, but in the end, it will be different from the teacher's plan every time."
After careful comparison, the teacher's plan is better in terms of amount of exercise and physical exercise . .
"It was just trying at first, until this time." Iwaizumi took out two more pieces of paper from his backpack.
One was a training plan faxed by Tianhai, and the fonts on the other were neat and clean. This was written by Iwaizumi himself.
The point is, the two plans are exactly the same.
Tianhai looked at Iwaizumi with surprise on his face, "Same!"
"Although I referred to the teacher's previous plan, I was still too excited to fall asleep that night."
And this seemed to be the moment when he really fell in love with the profession of sports trainer. .
The date on the paper was April 16, which was three months ago. Iwaizumi had planned to become a professional trainer.
Tianhai touched the cover of the book again, and there was a sentence written on it
- I am injured and suffered a loss, so I hope that people who do not want to suffer a loss due to injuries will read this volleyball physical training book.
Amami handed over the book and patted Iwaizumi's shoulder encouragingly with his other hand.
"Congratulations to you, Iwaizumi. Congratulations on finding your own path. If you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me~"
"Thank you, teacher." Iwaizumi reached out to pull out the book, but the book was held tightly by Tianhai.
Iwaizumi:? ? ?
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
It wasn't that Tianhai didn't want to return it, but that he suddenly noticed that the author's signature on the cover was "Takashi Sorai."
If he remembers correctly...
"Iwaizumi, do you like the author of this book?"
"Well, I admire him very much. This trainer is very capable, and he sincerely hopes to reduce athletes' injuries. Sick."
Iwaizumi thought that if he had the chance, he would visit the author after graduating from high school.
Amami had bad thoughts and wanted to see Iwaizumi's shocked expression,
"Ah... this man should be Ushijima's father."
After saying that, he walked to the coaching room with the prepared information - he also wanted Leave this to Uncle Eleanor.
Wait wait wait wait!
Iwaizumi's heart was filled with turmoil.
Ushijima once said that his father worked as an athletic trainer in the United States, and he knew this.
Ushijima took his mother's surname, and we had talked about this during the chat, which was quite normal. Oikawa also takes his mother's surname.
But this Mr. Sorai is actually Ushijima’s father? !
Iwaizumi felt like a computer that couldn't load and got stuck. Thoughts raced in his mind.
It wasn't until Tianhai came out of the coaching room that his expression returned to normal.
...
"This world is such a small place."