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Chapter 446 The most obscure period

Chapter 445: The most unknown period of Hu Baozhu failed to win the grand prize in Europe, but it was already very good to just get the nomination for "Best Actress". After she came back, a TV station came to the school for an interview. Hu Baozhu

Walking in the small school garden, sitting on the ground on the lawn, and running gracefully on the plastic track, as if recreating the scenes she had in the movie.

Xie Chong wanted to play ball with his friends, but was rushed to a corner of the football field by the camera. The students gathered in the corner to peek, and several staff members waved to ask the students to continue playing football. A person who looked like a director

He said that the boys should use the appearance of playing football as a background to make them look more youthful and energetic. "Youth" is Hu Baozhu's most precious label.

Xie Chong was very dissatisfied with this attitude of calling it out and waving it out, and kicked the ball away with one kick: "I won't go if anyone loves to go."

Friends said: "You are wasting your chance to go on TV with Hu Baozhu."

"I don't care." Xie Chong said arrogantly: "I have never been someone's background board!"

Even in the most afflicting re-study period, Xie Chong was extremely arrogant.

Zhu Fangtai was tired of running, so he ran to Xie Chong and joked: "Hu Baozhu will be the heroine in the future. It will be very difficult for you to surpass her."

"Let's see!"

Xie Chong was ambitious and wanted to attract more people's attention. This was his hidden wish.

"Old Zhu, you are twenty years old. If you can't join the national team, your hope will be slim in the future."

"I'm working hard too!" Zhu Fangtai said distressedly: "The 100-meter sprint is only a few seconds in total, and there is too little room for improvement."

"Then you can't go back to your previous state?"

“It’s hard.”

Xie Chong suddenly became anxious: "Even if you can't see hope for the time being, if you persist, there will always be hope."

"…How could I not doubt myself if my grades are so poor?"

"You can doubt yourself, but you can't give up. You are just climbing up the hill now, and this process will definitely be very hard. The more you are at this time, the less you can't relax. Once you relax, you fall to the bottom of the valley, then you will be able to go back.

There is no strength to climb up. Hold on! Wait! When you become the most famous sprinter in China in the future, your most unknown time will be exposed. At that time, when the reporter interviews you, you will be extremely proud.

I said - even in the darkest time, I can grit my teeth and hold on. Even in the most uninterested days, I did not give up on my efforts - think about it, how cool you would be in such a moment!

”.Bayizw.m

"...Thank you, Xie Chong. On the days when I have no confidence, you have given me the most encouragement."

"Don't take it to heart. When you become famous in the future, don't pretend not to know me."

Zhu Fangtai's coach doesn't care much about him. The sports students of No. 2 Middle School are all strong athletes, and the coaches definitely prefer young talented athletes. Every time after training, Zhu Fangtai will be named by the coach, and the coach asks him to pack up the training equipment.

In the past, he didn't bother to do such work, but now his grades are not the best. The coach doesn't like him, and the small team members don't respect him. He has to do these work.

Xie Chong occasionally helped him sort it out, and he reminded him with concern: "Don't lose your temper, bear it for a while."

"Sometimes he really doesn't want to endure it."

"Zhu Fangtai, think about it, why are you staying here?"

Zhu Fangtai blinked his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "Anyway, it's not for the fight."

"Very good! Then are you trying to go to college?"

"No chance."

"Very good! That's only one left..."

"Enter the national team!"

"Yeah, the boy is teachable!"

Xie Chong smiled and wanted to slap Zhu Fangtai at a high high, but Zhu Fangtai felt embarrassed: "Do you think I'm a primary school student?"

"But... your IQ is not as good as that of a primary school student!"

...

Zhu Fangtai threw away the things in his hand and turned around to chase Xie Chong. A chase battle is inevitable, but Xie Chong always loses instantly. How could an amateur football fan run better than a sprinter? Xie Chong was almost beaten

die.

After dinner every day, Xie Chong is used to walking on the playground. After becoming good friends with Zhu Fangtai, Xie Chong reluctantly gave up and lent the time for the walk to Zhu Fangtai. Zhu Fangtai had a digital camera, and he ran over and over, and Xie Chong went there again and again.

Recording everywhere, Zhu Fangtai will use videos to find out his shortcomings.

"Xie Chong, do you think my running posture should be corrected? Is it better to swing? Or is it better to straighten it?"

"...You dare to ask, I dare not answer. I am not a coach, I can't give a professional answer."

Zhu Fangtai scratched his head in distress: "It's really hard to deal without a coach!"

"The coach of the school team doesn't care about you?"

"One coach said, "I don't have enough explosive power, which is a fundamental problem, so it's useless no matter how I change my posture; another coach said, no one can help you whenever I change it."

It seems that the coach of the school team is indeed not caring about him enough.

Xie Chong said, "Isn't your family very rich? Is it not okay to ask your dad to stuff money to the coach and ask them to guide you seriously?"

"My dad wishes me not to practice."

"Then you have to give yourself a breath, so that those who pour cold water on you will all look at you with admiration." Xie Chong paused and said, "Give me your mp3, and give me your collection of comic books,

Don't touch anything related to entertainment."

"Why?"

"My dad used to practice sprinting and hematuria, but even so, he only won the ranking in the municipal competition. I'm not asking you to damage your body, I just want you to work harder than now. My dad has worked very hard

You have to work harder than him. Before you achieve your achievements, you are not qualified to enjoy yourself. You should lie on firewood and endure humiliation and bear the burden. Do you think these idioms are just talking and playing?"

Zhu Fangtai sighed silently.

"Hey, Lao Zhu, I take time to record videos every day. Do I ask you for compensation? I want to keep your interests and hobbies for the time being. When you win the school championship, I will give you something;

City champion, I will return the same again; provincial champion..."

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Zhu Fangtai made up his mind with difficulty, took out his cell phone and mp3 from his pocket, and put them all in Xie Chong's hand: "You can help me keep it first, and wait until I'm confident to come back."

"That's how we have ambition! I believe that I can't keep these things for too long."

The breath of spring is getting heavier and the time of sunset is gradually extending. Zhu Fangtai sprints again and again, carrying dumbbells and squats again and again. Every time he is so tired that he can't hold on, he always tells himself to "hold on for a while."

Persistence is like drops of sweat, filling every bit of his life.

In the warm sunset, Zhu Fangtai often said: "The whole world doesn't want me to continue practicing sprinting, only you and my mother support me. Xie Chong, I never dreamed that the person standing by me would be you."

"Although you are not my best friend, as long as you are my friend, I hope you can realize your dream. After losing your dream, those who can still catch up are amazing people." Xie Chong said: We are both amazing!"

"Brother Chen!"

"Um!"

When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.

The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.


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