A long time ago, it was popular to use the names of various popular songs or movies to arrange parting words.
For example, there are seven days in a week, and everyone uses the name of a movie to annotate each day.
Regarding Monday, I will use the classic Egyptian translation film "Towards the Abyss" to explain, because there will be five days of classes in a row, which is indeed an abyss.
Tuesday "The Road is Long", it is still very early before the weekend, and it is indeed a long road.
Wednesday "Night", although two days have passed in the week, but for these five days of darkness, Wednesday is in the middle of the night, and it is indeed a night.
Thursday's "Breaking through the Darkness Before Dawn", there are two days left before the holiday, dawn is just around the corner, but the night before dawn is often the darkest time.
Friday "Homecoming is Like an Arrow", the weekend is coming soon, no one is in the mood to study, they only think about how to play on the weekend, so naturally they are returning home like an arrow.
This is a joke that students liked to play more than 20 years ago. As time goes by, students more than 20 years later no longer play this way, but the emotions and feelings are the same and unchanged.
There seemed to be more laughter on campus on Friday than usual.
"What are your plans for Saturday?"
"How about we go shopping? I know that there is a new milk tea shop on Chunfeng Road, and it is delicious. I just need to go early, the queue is very annoying..."
“Come to my house and play FIFA on Sunday!”
"No, I'm going to grandma's house for dinner..."
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Sounds like this can be heard in every corner of the campus.
For those students who like football, there is one more thing to look forward to on Friday. At noon today, the school football team will post an announcement on the bulletin wall to notify who can be selected for the school team.
For them, this is the top priority.
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As soon as Hu Lai sat down in his seat, a plump figure rushed up to him: "Hu Lai, please tell the truth!"
Poor and weak Hu Lai was firmly pressed into his seat by Song Jiajia's body. He was lying on the table, unable to move. He tilted his head and said with difficulty: "Handle... what..."
"Tell me honestly what your relationship is with classmate Li Qingqing!"
"Yesterday...I told you...she is...my...coach..."
"Coach? What coach?"
"Football coach……"
"How did she become your football coach?" Song Jiajia couldn't figure it out.
"Ahem, if you don't... don't get up... I will be... crushed... by you... to death..." Hu Lai's intermittent voice came from under the fat man.
Song Jiajia then moved her body away and freed Hu Lai from under him.
"Cough cough cough..." Hu Lai coughed for a while to breathe evenly, and then he began to explain the relationship between himself and Li Qingqing to Song Jiajia.
After Song Jiajia heard this, her eyes widened: "You kid..."
Before he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and glanced in Luo Kai's direction.
Everyone knows that Luo Kai has a different attitude towards Li Qingqing, but Li Qingqing's attitude towards Luo Kai is relatively cold.
But no one expected that Li Qingqing would get so close to Hu Lai in private.
Song Jiajia knew very well what Hu Lai's image was in the class.
There's nothing wrong with calling him a "clown".
But now, this "clown" is mixed up with the "goddess" recognized by everyone...
If Luo Kai knew about it, he would probably go crazy, right?
Song Jiajia thought of this and couldn't help but glance at Luo Kai. He was staring in the direction of Li Qingqing.
At this time Hu Lai snorted: "What are you thinking about? Our relationship is very pure!"
Song Jiajia continued to look in Luo Kai's direction and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you are pure, but Luo Kai is crying."
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Li Zhiqun carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, tilted his upper body slightly, and walked into the campus with a slight limp along with the flow of people. Then he stopped in front of the bulletin wall.
He found a vacant space there.
The corners of his mouth curled up when he saw this, because he knew what would appear there.
Any names that appear on that list will be selected for the school team.
Of course this includes himself.
Although he only played a short time in the test match before he was injured, and although he has not yet recovered from his foot injury, he believes that based on his overall performance throughout the test, he should have a place in the school team.
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The only thing that bothers him now is his injury. He has to catch up with the school team's training as soon as possible, because he knows that there is not much time left before the start of the qualifiers for the National Middle School Football Championship.
He was worried that by the time he recovered from his injury, he would be almost done with the qualifiers.
But it's better than that idiot Hu Lai not being able to make the school team at all.
Li Zhiqun felt much better when he thought of Hu Lai.
Today is the day when the answer is revealed, and he must pay attention to the changes in Hu Lai's expression. Thinking about how Hu Lai looked like a bereaved dog at that time, he felt much happier...
With such a good mood, Li Zhiqun walked into the classroom of Grade 1 and Grade 2.
Then he saw Hu Lai who was smiling happily. How could this kid be in such a good mood?
Li Zhiqun was a little surprised, and then he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Hu Lai, can you still laugh?"
Hearing this, Hu Lai turned his head and looked at Li Zhiqun with a sad face: "I'm sorry, my condolences, Li Zhiqun."
Li Zhiqun was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and said angrily: "What are you sorry for! No one in my family has died!"
Hu Lai was surprised: "Why don't you make me laugh when no one is dead?"
Li Zhiqun held a breath in his throat and almost stopped coughing. Then he tried to control his emotions, and with a winner's smile on his face, he looked at Hu Lai with a condescending attitude: "Today the school team will announce the selection list.
, don’t cry then.”
"Crying with joy? Don't worry, I'm not that easily excited."
"Happy sister!" Li Zhiqun was really unhappy with Hu Lai who was so messy. He felt that Hu Lai was looking after him and that he didn't dare to confront the problem, so he decided to point it out directly and hit the nail on the head to make Hu Lai thorough.
I can't get off the stage. "You can't even be selected for the school team, so what do you like!"
But after he finished scolding him, he saw Hu Lai raise three fingers to him.
"What for?" Li Zhiqun asked with a frown.
Hu Lai said calmly: "I scored three goals."
Li Zhiqun was stunned at first, but then he laughed: "What do I think... you think you will definitely be selected for the school team just because of this? Is there something wrong with your brain? Oh, I think about it, of course there is something wrong with your mind.
...Haha! Let me tell you, those three goals can't explain anything at all! You are just lucky! No coach with a normal IQ will choose you for this reason!"
Li Zhiqun was furiously typing and laughing at Hu Lai. His voice became louder and louder, until almost everyone in the classroom heard him. They all stopped what they were doing and turned to look over.
Li Zhiqun's dislike of Hu Lai is not a secret among Class 1 and 2 students, everyone knows it.
However, it is relatively rare for Li Zhiqun to argue with Hu Lai as fiercely as now.
After all, the two people's previous quarrels only ended with one or two words...
Li Qingqing was very dissatisfied with Li Zhiqun's targeting of Hu Lai, and this person not only targeted Hu Lai, but also targeted his own father. He said before that his father should directly let Luo Kai enter the school team, otherwise he would have no vision.
She frowned and couldn't help but want to say something for Hu Lai in front of the whole class. She leaned her body, put her hands on the desk, and was trying her best to prepare to stand up.
After Luo Kai, who had been staring at Li Qingqing, looked at this scene, the suspicion in his heart seemed to be confirmed.
He seemed to hear the sound of breaking in his heart.
At this moment, Hu Lai interrupted Li Zhiqun's harsh voice: "Let's bet, Li Zhiqun."
Li Zhiqun was stunned for a moment, not expecting Hu Lai to say such a thing.
Hu Lai continued: "Bet. If I make the school team, you give me one hundred yuan. If I don't make the school team, let Song Jiajia give you one hundred yuan!"
"Ha, Hu Lai, you look so confident..." Li Zhiqun stopped before he finished speaking because he discovered a blind spot.
Song Jiajia, who was sitting next to Hu Lai, also turned around and looked at Hu Lai in surprise: "Why should I give you money when you lose?"
Hu Lai looked at his deskmate sincerely: "Because we are friends."
"No...we are friends, and I don't need to help you pay..."
Hu Lai spread his hands: "I don't have that much money."
Seeing the two people fighting among themselves, Li Zhiqun laughed happily: "Hu Lai, look at what you do all day long. You shouldn't come to Dongchuan Middle School, but should go to the hospital to have your brain checked! Ha! You two have a fight first.
talk later……"
There was a loud "bang", and Li Zhiqun's laughter was interrupted.
Song Jiajia slapped the table, pointed at Li Zhiqun and said angrily: "Okay, I'll pay for it!"
Li Zhiqun: "..."
other people:"……"
"You're crazy!" Li Zhiqun yelled after he came to his senses. "What does this have to do with you!"
Song Jiajia held her head high and snorted: "Hu Lai is my friend!"
Hu Lai stood next to Song Jiajia and gave him a thumbs up.
Seeing the two people like this, Li Zhiqun felt that he was trying to reason with two idiots, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, what do you two of me do if we don't know each other..."
Just go back to your seat.
Hu Lai stopped him: "Let's bet, Li Zhiqun. Are you scared?"
What he did surprised the onlookers. Li Zhiqun obviously wanted to let Hu Lai go, so why did Hu Lai still hold on?
Although Li Zhiqun's attitude is quite bad, he is right.
Hu Lai's three goals in that game were obviously the product of luck. Who would be selected for the school team because of three goals that were just like shit? Then why does the school team engage in such professional selection?
? Just let everyone buy lottery tickets and choose whoever wins. Whoever wins the biggest prize will be the main force. Isn’t this child’s play?
But Hu Lai is so sure that he can make the school team?
Did those three goals make him inflated?
When Li Qingqing saw Hu Lai being so sure, he thought of another possibility: She told Hu Lai so sincerely and seriously yesterday that he was talented.
She wanted to inspire Hu Lai's confidence and fighting spirit as much as possible to prepare for the next year's training.
But she seems to have overlooked one thing, that is, a person who has never been praised for his football talent is suddenly told so sincerely that he has talent, how happy he will be...
Li Zhiqun smiled when he saw Hu Lai like this. He nodded vigorously: "Okay, bet! Don't regret it then!"
He pointed at Hu Lai and Song Jiajia, and then sat down in his seat with a disdainful smile.
Seeing that the show was over, others withdrew their attention one after another.
After Song Jiajia sat back in her seat, she grabbed Hu Lai and asked him in a low voice: "Hey, Hu Lai, are you so confident that you will be selected for the school team? It's not that I couldn't bear the 100 yuan, I just felt that I lost to Li Zhiqun.
That bastard is very unhappy..."
Hu Lai gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, Li Qingqing said I have great talent!"
"That Li Qingqing?" Song Jiajia didn't believe it.
"She is very professional..." Hu Lai simply whispered to her deskmate and explained what happened during this period, from Li Qingqing's super football ability to her accurately guessing the details of the school team exam.
content, and thus came to a conclusion: there must be nothing wrong with what Li Qingqing said. Since she thinks Hu Lai is talented, the head coach of the school team must also think so, so the chance of him joining the school team will naturally increase.
Much higher.
Looking at the backs of Hu Lai and Song Jiajia with their heads together, Li Qingqing frowned.
She indeed believes that Hu Lai's talent is very, very powerful, but there is still a long way to go between a powerful talent and the realization of such a powerful talent.
Just because you have talent doesn't mean you can become a professional player.
Growing up with her father, she had seen many examples of people who had great talents but failed to achieve anything in the end.
She didn't want Hu Lai to become that kind of example.