Hu Lai's physical pain symptoms did not improve within this day, so when the school team started training after school in the afternoon, his awkward movements made him the most eye-catching boy in the school team...
Naturally, Li Ziqiang's roar also sounded unceremoniously.
"Hu Lai! What are you doing? You can't even do the warm-up exercises. If you want to get hurt, just say it!"
"Give me the right moves!"
"Warm up! You can't do such a simple warm-up action well, and you still want to practice with the team! What are you dreaming about!"
Such shouts resounded throughout the stadium, and again and again aroused laughter from the people watching on the sidelines and in the stands.
Li Qingqing, who was also standing in the stands, did not smile once. She always pursed her lips and frowned.
When eating in the evening, she expressed her doubts to her father: "Dad, I think you are a little too strict with that Hu Lai? The amount of training arranged is obviously more and heavier than others...
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"I have to be strict enough with him to be worthy of his talent." The father replied.
"Ah?" Li Qingqing didn't realize what the relationship was between the two.
Facing his daughter, Li Ziqiang changed his fierce look in front of the players and explained to her gently and patiently: "You're right, Qingqing, that Hu Lai is very talented, so I finally decided to give him a chance and make him
Recruit the team. But just having talent is not enough. As you can see, apart from talent, that kid can do almost nothing. He has to learn too much, but time is limited. We can't give him ten years to do it.
Practice slowly, just like those children who have received football training since they were young. He has very little time. If I don’t increase the amount of training and don’t impose strict requirements on him, when will he realize his talent?”
This rhetorical question silenced Li Qingqing. She knew her father was right, but when she thought of the laughter directed at Hu Lai from time to time on the sidelines of the training ground today, she was unwilling to admit it. It seemed that once she admitted it, those people
It became natural to laugh at Hu Lai.
Facing his speechless daughter, Li Ziqiang said earnestly: "I am so strict for his own good. Maybe he will resent me in his heart now, but I think one day, he will be grateful for the strict training he received today."
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Hu Lai increasingly confirmed one thing, that is, the [Smart Potion] he drank was working.
Today's training is more intense than yesterday's training, and the effect of training improvement is becoming more and more obvious.
He found that this was even more obvious than the feeling he had after drinking the [Marrow Cleansing Potion].
He wished that the amount of training would be larger tomorrow and the storm would be more intense. After all, the time for three training sessions this week has almost been used up, and it will be next week until the school team resumes training.
Of course, it would be better if your body is less sore after training.
He has decided that since this [Smart Potion] is so effective, he plans to exchange all the two thousand points in his hand for lottery tickets, and then use them to draw more [Smart Potion], hoping to draw more [Smart Potion].
Then after this bottle of potion, which is valid for thirty days, expires, he drinks another bottle. It is so seamless. Doesn’t it mean that it is permanently effective?
Hu Lai couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this bright future.
Xie Lan had been secretly observing her son while eating. Later, she found that she did not need to "secretly" observe at all, because her son did not notice her gaze at all.
He seems to be immersed in his own spiritual world. Eating is just a mechanical movement. He reaches out to the plate and picks up anything at will, whether it is meat or ginger, then puts it into his mouth, chews it repeatedly, and then swallows it.
Go down.
During the whole process, his eyes did not need to focus, his brain did not need to think, and even if he chewed ginger, he would not frown.
And now there was an unabashed smile on his face.
This kind of thing has almost never happened to Hu Lai before. In other words, how long has it been since a mother has seen her son smile so happily?
Ever since he entered junior high school, ever since he entered adolescence.
He has become more and more accustomed to burying his thoughts in his heart without telling them or writing a diary. Therefore, even if parents want to understand their children's psychological condition by peeking at the diary, they cannot do so.
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When was the last time he spoke his mind outright?
Oh, it was that time he overheard that we borrowed 350,000 yuan in foreign debt just to send him to Dongchuan Middle School.
He spoke out his true thoughts, and received a slap from his father in return.
Of course Xie Lan knows that it is not good to hide one's true thoughts, and of course he knows that parents and children should communicate more, but those educational books only tell you these principles, but do not tell you what to do.
What should you do when your child just closes his heart to you?
Seeing Hu Lai's undisguised smile, Xie Lan asked: "What are you so happy about that you want to tell your mother?"
Then she saw that the smile on her son's face disappeared the moment he came back to his senses. Soon the smile appeared again on his face, but based on Xie Lan's understanding of his son, she knew that these two smiles had completely
It’s different.
She saw her son smiling and said to herself: "Dopamine, Mom. This is the theory I told you. After exercise, a large amount of dopamine will be secreted. Dopamine can make people feel happy and energetic! So you see
Playing football is actually helpful for my studies, right?"
Do you think I will believe your nonsense?
Xie Lan showed a happy smile: "Oh, really? That's good..."
She sighed inwardly.
The son used playful smiles and jokes to cover it up. This was gentler than simply closing the door and putting on headphones and not wanting to listen to his parents' nagging, but he still didn't communicate or communicate.
The door on the physical level is not closed, but the door of the heart is closed very tightly.
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Forty-six-year-old Hu Lixin stood on the guard platform outside the security booth. His slightly oversized security uniform made him look a little funny. If someone puts his image next to those soldiers, they are all wearing uniforms.
, everyone will easily come to the conclusion that this is the difference between the puppet army and the regular army!
Hu Lixin wore a big hat and raised his hand to salute everyone who passed in front of him.
Most of those who were in a hurry looked down at the mobile phones in their hands and showed no sign of Hu Lixin's salute.
Carrying things and cell phones, they lowered their heads and passed in front of Hu Lixin, then took out their access cards or touched the turnstile directly with their cell phones, and walked into this well-managed, green and park-like five-star community.
When gardeners who are taking care of green plants in the community see these owners, they will take the initiative to bow to them and say hello with a smile.
This is the most expensive community in this community, and the unit price of houses is generally 30% to 40% more expensive than the surrounding communities.
But there are still many people who choose to buy a house here. Seeing the park-like community environment and the reassuring security team, everyone who lives here feels that their house is reasonably expensive and worth the money.
Hu Lixin applied to be a security guard in this community five years ago. His advantage is that he is tall, has a good image, and has a high level of force, which can deter thieves with evil intentions.
Although the work is hard, the salary is relatively high, and Hu Lixin is very satisfied with the job.
After seeing off another owner, Hu Lixin put down his saluting arm. At this time, a man wearing the same uniform came out from behind, holding two lunch boxes in his hands, sat on the chair next to the platform, and placed the lunch boxes on the
On the table.
"Lao Hu, the meal has been brought for you."
"Thank you, Lao Fan." Hu Lixin said without looking back.
"Eat first, I'll take your place after I finish." Lao Fan said as he opened his lunch box.
"There's no rush, just eat slowly."
"Oh, Lao Hu, you are working the night shift again today." Lao Fan took a mouthful of rice, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and sighed with emotion. "Working three all-night shifts every week, I think you are working too hard, right?"
"Just get used to it." Hu Lixin responded, and at the same time saluted another community owner who passed by him, welcoming the owner home.
The sound of Lao Fan chewing his food came from behind.
"Your body is indeed better than mine, tsk tsk... I work night shift one day a week, and I feel like I'm dying when the shift ends. It's too painful to stay here all night." Because there is food in his mouth, the old man
Fan's voice was a little unclear.
"But the hard work is worth it. Your son is so ambitious that he was admitted to Dongchuan Middle School. That's a key point! Tsk! If my son is as promising as your son, I would be willing to work three night shifts a day.
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Listening to his colleagues' praise of his son, Hu Lixin also had a smile on his face.
At this time, another owner passed by him. He immediately raised his hand to salute and said loudly: "Good evening!"
This startled the owner, who was preoccupied with his mobile phone. He turned to look at the security guard with a sincere smile on his face, and for a moment he didn't know what expression and tone to use in response.
After swiping their cards and entering the community, they all turned back and looked at the security guard with doubtful eyes.
I wonder if the security guard took the wrong medicine...