After the last exam passed, the students were packing their things and discussing the program after the holiday.
"Where should we go? How about going on vacation?"
It was Xiao En, an activist, who suggested it again.
"Okay, okay, where should we go on vacation?"
Many classmates agreed with Xiao En's suggestion. In addition, Xiao En was always very popular, and a huge tourist group was formed in an instant, planning to go abroad!
"Qi Die, what about you? Do you want to join us?"
Xiao En asked me as usual. Although she knew I would definitely not nod, she was still full of expectations.
"I really want to go, but..."
"Oh, you go home and try your best first before telling me. There's no need to rush to respond. We won't go until tomorrow."
"okay……"
I agreed to Xiao En, but can I really travel with them? I'm not sure at all.
In the evening, during meal time.
"Playing, are you on vacation?" The coach's father, who is the head of the family, spoke first.
Although he has a smile on his face, I can't see gentleness on his face, only severity!
"Hmm..." I replied as I ate with my head down.
"Tomorrow I will go to the city training center with my father. I have been staying there during the holidays. The training environment there is good, and there are opponents to practice with. You will definitely make rapid progress..."
"Dad, I..." Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, I looked at him hesitantly, should I say it?
"how?"
As if realizing what I was about to say, my father gave me a stern look; my mother and grandma both looked at me worriedly.
"fine……"
I was discouraged and decided to continue eating.
After eating a few hasty bites, he said, "Dad, Mom, Grandma, I'm done eating. I'm going back to my room to study..."
Although it was a holiday, I still couldn’t relax in my studies. This was my father’s opinion. After returning to the room, I closed the door and immediately leaned on the desk in a depressed manner, sighing, and sighing again...
"Alas, alas..." I have sighed several times in succession.
"Have you ever gotten discouraged so quickly?"
As expected, a pleasant voice sounded behind me.
"Sikong Che..."
Now I'm used to calling him by his name.
Sikong Che gently sat next to me and gently stroked my face: "Girl, don't be like this!"