Almighty Athlete Chapter 353: Hope for life

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It was already half past five in the afternoon when I left the field management center. Director Ma originally wanted to treat guests to dinner, but was rejected by Zhang Guan. A conversation with Dayao made Zhang Guan feel very touched. He also wanted to be early. Go back and arrange the latest schedule.

It's just counterproductive, Zhang Guan is blocked on the road.

In the peak hours of get off work, the road is full of vehicles returning home. The commercial vehicle Zhang Guan rides in the traffic is difficult to move, and as the sky gets darker, Zhang Guan also slowly loses 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 suite in the capital to serve as his temporary nest here.

Put your hat and mask on, disguise yourself, Zhang Guan got out of the car, and then mingled with the crowd rushing 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; the haze Next, masks of various colors are constantly dangling in front of Zhang Guan. Zhang Guan with a height of more than one meter and nine stands in a pile of people. It is also a standing flock, but the sky is getting dark. Even if someone passes by, they will not notice that the big man with a mask is Zhang Guan.

The lights at the subway station are bright and dazzling. The Zhang Guan is obviously unwilling to be noticed, so it is deliberately far away from the subway station, but the crowd rushing towards the subway station still has to push Zhang Guan to the vicinity of the subway station.

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

A stainless steel bowl with a few pens and paper in it. It should be a charity from a well-meaning person; a shabby white cloth with black letters crooked on it, should be the beggar’s description of his unfortunate experience A dark 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 Medals.

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

"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 this beggar. His name is Ma Dexing. He is from the northwest. He used to be a triathlete. He also won the bronze medal of Jiayu Triathlon. After a training injury, he had to undergo surgery, but the surgery failed, resulting in his left foot for life Disabled and had to retire. But the rehabilitation of his foot injury made him spend it all. He also borrowed a lot of money at home. Apart from being an athlete, he had no other skills. As a disabled person, he could not engage in manual labor and had to live here and beg.

"Could it be a liar?" Zhang Guan bent down, he picked up the medal and looked at it, and confirmed that the medal was indeed genuine.

The medal of the triathlon of Jiayu, Zhang Guan even touched it by hand, because someone in the national team had participated in the competition and got the results. At that time, Zhang Guan also saw the medal that the teammate recaptured. The texture is the same as the beggar's.

"The left foot is injured, and it 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 caused Zhang Guan's heart to rise to a sense of mourning. Here he took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the beggar.

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

Walking among the endless stream of people, Zhang Guan felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.

Ma Dexing, an athlete who retired to 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 miserable than Ma Dexing. 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 directly giving those sports associations a large sum of money.

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

"Fortunately, I'm almost home!" Zhang Guan raised his head. In front of it was the residential area where he lived. The dazzling lights at the entrance of the community were particularly conspicuous under the night sky. The security guard wearing a green army coat stood at the door~ IndoMTL.com~ carefully Looking at everyone who enters the community, it will always make people walking at night 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 to his footsteps 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 bring 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 retired athletes who are experiencing difficulties. I have thought of the name of the fund, and I call it the Hope Fund!" Zhang Guan said.

"The idea is very good, but do you know how many professional athletes will retire in our country 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 confused.

"The Red Cross will have a public welfare fund directly under it, which is also for the protection of 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. Two hundred thousand words, do it. 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.)