When he left the field management center, it was already half past five in the afternoon, Director Ma originally wanted to invite guests to dinner, but Zhang Guan declined, and a conversation with Da Yao made Zhang Guan feel quite touched in his heart, and he also wanted to go back early to arrange the recent schedule. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that it backfired, and Zhang Guan was blocked on the road.

It was rush hour, the road was crowded with vehicles going home, and the business car Zhang Guan was riding in was moving with difficulty in the traffic, and as the sky became dark, Zhang Guan slowly lost his patience. He looked around and asked the driver: "According to this situation, there will be at least thirty or forty minutes of blockage, and there are still three intersections left from the community, so I'd better walk back." ”

The capital is a place where Zhang Guan spends a lot of time on weekdays, so he bought a house in the capital a long time ago as his temporary nest here.

Putting on a hat and a mask, and disguising himself, Zhang Guan got out of the car, and then blended into the crowd of people hurrying back to the nest on the side of the road.

A recent cold breath has brought the minimum temperature in the capital to freezing, and people can already be seen wrapped in down jackets, and in the cold wind, scarves, hats and bloated coats are essential; Under the haze, masks of various colors kept dangling in front of Zhang Guan's eyes. Zhang Guan, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, stands out from the crowd when he stands out, but the sky is getting dark, and even if someone passes by, he will not notice that the big man with a mask next to him is Zhang Guan.

The lights at the entrance of the subway station were bright and dazzling, and Zhang Guan obviously didn't want to be noticed, so he deliberately stayed away from the subway entrance, but the crowd rushing towards the subway entrance couldn't help but push Zhang Guan near the subway entrance.

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

A stainless steel bowl with a few pencils in it, which should be the charity of a well-wisher; A tattered white cloth with black letters crooked on it, presumably the beggar's description of his misfortune; A swarthy round object was placed on the edge of the white cloth, unnoticed, but Zhang Guan stopped and looked at the swarthy round object, because he had already seen that the swarthy round object was a medal.

Zhang Guan has won dozens of medals of various kinds, and most of them are gold medals, so he is more sensitive to medals, others will not notice this kind of thing, but Zhang Guan can tell it immediately.

"How can there be anyone begging with a medal." Zhang Guan stopped, and driven by curiosity, he walked over.

From the white cloth, which was already stained, Zhang Guan learned the origin of the beggar. His name is Ma Dexing, from the northwest, he used to be a triathlete, and once won the bronze medal in the Jiayu triathlon, he had to undergo surgery after a training injury, but the operation failed, causing him to be disabled in his left foot for life, and had to retire. But the recovery of the foot injury made him spend it to continue, and the family also borrowed a large amount of money, except for being an athlete, he had no other skills, and as a disabled person, he could not engage in manual labor, so he had to live here to 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 Jiayu triathlon, Zhang Guan even touched it with his own hands, because someone in the national team had participated in that competition and won the results, and Zhang Guan also saw the medal won back by his teammates, the workmanship and texture are the same as the beggar's.

"I'm hurting my left foot, and I'm a poor man!" Zhang Guan couldn't help but think of Da Yao, who had just talked to him, and he was also injured in his left foot, which made Zhang Guan's heart rise with a sense of compassion, he took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to the beggar.

"Thank you, thank you!" The beggar bowed gratefully, and when he raised his head again to see the appearance of the benefactor, Zhang Guan had already walked away quickly.

Walking in the endless crowd, Zhang Guan's heart felt inexplicably heavy.

Ma Dexing, an athlete who has fallen into the streets after retiring, 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 retire due to injury, and they will be worse than Ma Dexing. Injuries caused by inappropriate training and untimely treatment leave many athletes with lifelong disabilities. And after they retire, if they have achieved proud results, they can live without worry, but if they are mediocre as athletes, they may only get tens of thousands of yuan in severance pay, and the rest of their lives have to spend the pain of injury.

For many athletes who are disabled due to injury, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of medical expenses can change their lives, but many times, hundreds of thousands of dollars is an astronomical amount for them. In their ten years as athletes, they may not be able to save this money.

Zhang Guan suddenly felt that it might be more meaningful to help these retired athletes who were suffering from sports injuries and facing difficulties in life than to directly give a large sum of money to those sports associations.

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

"I'm almost home!" Zhang Guan raised his head, in front of him is the community where he lives, the dazzling lights at the entrance of the community are particularly conspicuous under the night sky, the security guard wearing a green military coat stands at the door, carefully looking at everyone who enters the community, always makes the night walkers feel a strong sense of security.

"There was darkness and cold wind, but home was right in front of us. That's hope! I hope it's so simple......" Zhang Guan listened to the footsteps, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"A charitable fund should be set up to help retired athletes who have encountered difficulties, and the money may not be able to repair their injured bodies, but at least it can bring them hope in life!"

……

"Another charitable foundation?" He Yiming's eyes widened, he didn't understand Zhang Guan's intentions.

"Yes, I would like to give a sum of money to help retired athletes who are in difficulty. I have all the names of the fund in mind, and it is called the Hope Fund! Zhang Guan said.

"That's a good idea, but do you know how many professional athletes retire in our country a year?" He Yiming asked.

Zhang Guan shook his head, looking dazed.

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

Zhang Guan shook his head again, still at a loss.

"The Red Cross has a public welfare fund directly under it, and it is also protecting retired athletes, you should know this, right?" He Yiming asked.

Zhang Guan shook his head for the third time, still at a loss.

"You really don't know anything!" He Yiming laughed suddenly.

ps: October is going to pass, I have been lazy for a month, and I have changed 130,000 words this month, sin and sin, and I am about to rise in November, and I can't be lazy anymore, I guarantee 200,000 words, and I will do what I say. Anyway, on the last day of the end of this month, the monthly pass will be wasted if you don't vote, if you still have a monthly pass, you can give it a pass, thank you! (To be continued.) )