Hu Lai was lying on the grass with his back stretched out, his chest rising and falling violently.
Not far away, Li Ziqiang's voice rang out: "Okay, have you had enough of watching the show? Let me train!"
Mao Xiao's apologetic face appeared in his field of vision: "Sorry, Hu Lai..."
He felt a hand pat his body, maybe on his shoulder or maybe on his arm.
Then he saw Meng Xi poke his head out to look at him, then ran away without saying anything.
The sound of footsteps grew closer and further away, and finally disappeared.
A whistle sounded in the distance.
There were also some sounds, coming from the stands and from the sidelines. They were all mixed together and could not be heard clearly. In Hu Lai's ears, they all turned into "buzzing".
The whole world seemed to be buzzing in his ears.
After being knocked to the ground again and again, his mind is still a little dizzy, accompanied by tinnitus, and his reactions are not very sensitive.
He didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground, but he hadn't finished his basic training today, so he struggled to get up from the ground.
Training has already started on the other half of the court.
He staggered towards his own training venue - a wall of the stadium.
Li Zhiqun laughed happily when he saw Hu Lai's embarrassed appearance.
When you showed off your power in front of me, did you ever think that you would be so miserable after joining the school team?
Li Zhiqun smiled happily, completely unaware that Song Jiajia in the distance was staring at him with murderous eyes.
Li Qingqing didn't care what Li Zhiqun was doing, all her eyes fell on Hu Lai.
As she watched, the boy carried the football to his training place, put the football down, and then kicked the football against the opposite wall.
But due to the lack of force, his kick went wrong, and the football flew crookedly to the other side without being able to bounce back.
Hu Lai had no choice but to run over and pick up the football, then dribble the ball with his feet staggered and bring the football back again.
During this process, he did not forget to do basic training in dribbling.
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As soon as Hu Lai got home, his mother Xie Lan was shocked: "What's going on on your face?"
The left half of Hu Lai's face is slightly swollen, but this is not the most obvious. What is more conspicuous is a red abrasion on the left half of his face.
This is what made his mother exclaim.
"I fell while riding a bicycle," Hu Lai explained.
"Fortunately your dad is at work..." Xie Lan complained.
"Tsk, Mom, I really fell while riding a bicycle! Look if you don't believe it!" After saying that, Hu Lai lifted up his clothes and showed his mother the same scratches on his ribs. "There are still some on his palms." Hu Lai said
Lai opened his palm again, revealing the red scratches inside.
Seeing these scars on his son's body, Xie Lan frowned heartbrokenly: "I'll get you some medicine."
"No, Mom, it's all scabbed." Hu Lai showed it to his mother.
"Then you also need to apply medicine. If there is a scab, pick it off and then apply medicine to prevent bacteria from being trapped inside." Xie Lan said seriously.
Hu Lai was startled: "Mom, are you serious?!"
In the end, Xie Lan still applied medicine to Hu Lai, but of course, he did not open the scabbed wound.
At the dinner table, looking at his son devouring his food, Xie Lan smiled.
My son's appetite has increased during this period, which may be related to his playing football. The more he exercises, the more naturally he eats.
This is good. Xie Lan has actually been worried that Hu Lai is too short and will have difficulty finding a wife in the future.
In fact, Hu Lai's father is not short, with a height of 1.8 meters, but Xie Lan herself is short, only 1.5 meters tall. She has always been worried that she will drag down her child and cause him to not grow taller.
If playing football can make children grow taller, that is also a good thing...
"Eat more, and then add more after eating." Xie Lan said, looking at his child lovingly.
"Yeah." Hu Lai nodded and continued to eat rice in his mouth.
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"Qingqing, Qingqing?"
"Ah?" Li Qingqing came back to her senses and looked at her father who was staring at him.
"What's wrong with you? You didn't answer when I asked you just now." Li Ziqiang asked.
"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just thinking about a question."
"is it hard?"
"Well... it's very difficult, very difficult." Li Qingqing frowned and thought for a second, then nodded. Not only was it difficult, it was simply incomprehensible. Anyway, she couldn't think of anything that she had just practiced for a month.
How does Lai break through the close defense of the two main central defenders?
"If you can't think of it, stop thinking about it. Don't force yourself too much." Li Ziqiang advised.
"Yeah." The daughter lowered her head and took a mouthful of rice.
Li Ziqiang couldn't help but feel a little tight in his chest when he saw his daughter's absent-minded look.
He could only imagine how he would deal with this bastard in the next year if Hu Lai failed to pass the special training...
Only in this way can he feel a little comfort.
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After taking a shower, Hu Lai, who had already gone to bed, knelt down on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the system, then looked at the ticker in front of him.
In today's special training, except for the first time he touched the ball and shot it toward the goal, he couldn't even touch the ball the rest of the time. He just fell down, got up, fell again, and got up again.
He felt like a sandbag being beaten repeatedly.
If this continues, there is no hope of completing the special training.
In fact, if this didn't happen and he was just allowed to practice the basics for a year, although Hu Lai would inevitably want to play, he wouldn't have any great resistance to such an arrangement. After this month,
In training, he already knew that he really needed to lay a solid foundation.
But now the two tasks are in his conscious system, and those rewards are like a half-hidden goddess, seducing him and making him feel hot inside.
And that time-limited task, the countdown never stopped, and it had jumped to 24:17:41:08. It was like a reminder, reminding him that time is like running water, running to the sea and never coming back.
Thinking of this, Hu Lai looked at the four lottery tickets he had in hand. He took out the 3,000 points he had received as a reward for completing the task and exchanged 2,000 points for four lottery tickets.
Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.
Wouldn't it be great if some magic weapon comes out and makes a comeback?
He decisively used the first lottery ticket.
"You have obtained [Stamina Potion] x1."
"Depend on!"
Hu Lai grabbed the quilt, turned over and lay down on the bed, no longer thinking about relying on a plug-in to make a comeback.
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On the second day of training, the special training was moved to the last stage so that it would not delay everyone's normal training - because of Hu Lai's special training yesterday, others had to watch the show for a long time after warming up and wait for more.
When I started training, my body was cold and the training effect was not very good.
While the team is conducting normal training, Hu Lai is also conducting his own basic training.
The last part of training is special training.
This special training was no different from yesterday, Hu Lai was knocked to the ground again and again.
At first, Mao Xiao would reach out and pull Hu Lai up immediately every time to express his apology to his friend.
But he stopped doing this later, because even if he stretched out his hand, it would be difficult for Hu Lai to be pulled up. It was better to leave more time for Hu Lai to recover and rest.
Head coach Li Ziqiang was still standing outside the penalty area, watching all this coldly.
If Mao Xiao or Yan Yan slacked off even a little bit, his loud voice would sound like a whip, lashing the two people without daring to stop.
So when another day of training ended, Hu Lai could only lie on the rough artificial turf, breathing heavily and looking at the sky.
Disorganized footsteps sounded and disappeared in his ears, from near to far, and from far to near.
All kinds of voices and discussions fell into his ears, and eventually they all became a "buzz".
There is only one last training session left for him three times a week, and there is not much time left for him.
Hu Lai, who was lying on the ground panting, reluctantly entered the system again. Although he only drew [Stamina Potion] last night, he still wanted to try again and try harder.
After all, he still has three lottery tickets on hand. If you buy this thing, you can't return it or exchange it for points, so it's useless to keep it in your hand.
Just use it.
With this idea in mind, Hu Lai used a lottery ticket.
A brilliant light flashed, and a card floated quietly in his system space.
[World Wave Experience Card]: After use, the user's shot may become a World Wave within ten seconds.
Hu Lai was stunned.
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"Hey, Hu Lai, don't lie down, be careful of catching a cold..." Mao Xiao squatted next to Hu Lai, calling.
But Hu Lai didn't give him any response. He just stared at the sky blankly. If his chest wasn't still rising and falling, and breathing could be heard from his mouth and nose, people would have thought he was dead.
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Meng Xi, who was squatting next to Hu Lai with Mao Xiao, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes. Hu Lai's eyes did not refocus because of this. They were still facing the infinite sky and showed no reaction to Meng Xi's movements.
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Mao Xiao reached out and pushed Hu Lai: "The training is over, Hu Lai, the coaches have left, really..."
Hu Lai still didn't respond.
"Isn't it because you hit your head?" Meng Xi said from the side. "If you are knocked to the ground again and again, you may have a concussion..."
Before he finished speaking, Hu Lai, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly sat up from the turf, startling both Mao Xiao and Meng Xi.
Hu Lai, who sat up, ignored the two people around him and stood up and walked straight out of the stadium.
"It's over, I'm really stunned." Looking at Hu Lai's stumbling back, Meng Xi sighed.
"I didn't mean it, the coach asked me to do it..." Mao Xiao murmured fearfully, as if he was begging Hu Lai to let him go if he turned into a ghost.