I don't know why, every time I "see" Ning Zetao, I can't help but feel sorry and feel sorry for this child. You see that whether you try the catwalk or play ticket on the golf course, it is a depressed, boring, and lonely look. Although still handsome, but the eyes are confused, how can not be painful!
Who is to blame the image of the proud son of heaven, the young man, the wavering, and the sunshine big boy who fell from the altar overnight?!
The first is the accommodation and connivance of the parents, "Since you are not happy, you will go home." In the formative years of setbacks, parents do not push forward, but pull back legs. Home is never a warm haven for warriors, but an object of protection and responsibility.
Second, the coach did not strictly discipline, and he failed in supervision and supervision, ruining such a good seedling that has not been encountered in a hundred years. I don't know if the coach has repented in reflection.
The third is that the organization did not save in time, nipped the signs of error in the bud, and let a swimming champion drown in the tide of the commodity economy.
The above three are all external factors, and in the final analysis, it is itself that plays a decisive role. Achieving a little achievement will drift, it will be lost, killed by external factors, completely forget the importance of the platform, a sentence "here is not left grandpa, there is a place to stay grandpa", really blocked the door of return to death, did not leave a little back road for themselves.
Several other top athletes who have similar situations to Ning Zetao, some are even much more serious than Ning Zetao, but the good villains are all on the scene of social death after winning the Olympic championship, and some have also appeared on the scene of social death after winning four or five Olympic gold medals, and have bloomed, brilliantly, and brilliantly on the ultimate stage of their sports careers! Ning Zetao had only won one World Championship, and he still had time to bloom on the Olympic field, just like a rose that was bathing in the morning dew and bathing in the sun, accumulating full of energy and was about to bloom, and suddenly it was hit hard by a severe frost, and the flower buds hung low on their heads.
Things have happened, right and wrong, good or bad, all gone.
Ning Zetao, since you have chosen the waves, let's have a real "shocking wave lapping on the shore, rolling up a thousand piles of snow", standing up your solid waist rod and huge chest muscles, to choose a field that you really like, and live once, no matter how the flower buds are better than the small and simple sentient beings, you deserve a more brilliant life.
