After walking around the court to pay their respects, everyone in the martial arts club returned to the locker room in the joy of a good start.
And Shu Rui led the team and followed in with a smile: "You should do whatever you want, as long as we don't exist anyway."
After applying, she got Mr. Shi's permission to enter the locker room in recent games and shoot some material, full and true "documentary" details.
Regarding her words, everyone looked at each other and complained secretly. We are not exhibitionists, how could we behave as usual in front of the camera? Especially Lou Cheng, who felt even more depressed for a while, was it a good thing to apply ointment and rub the wound of the little fairy?
Got it!
He didn't want to show off his affection and take advantage. After all, there were many junior brothers and sisters in the locker room who were not familiar with each other. Being too close to Yan Zheke would be awkward. He just regarded it as a warm and sweet daily routine. As a result, a bunch of people came
Uninvited guests must do their own thing.
Yan Zheke looked at him subconsciously, seeming to notice something. He turned his eyes, bit his lips, turned his head, and lowered his voice and said: "Sister, I am in a good mood. I invite you to go for a walk in the evening~"
Uh, did Keke misunderstand something? Well, that’s a good misunderstanding! Lou Cheng smiled and agreed.
"good!"
…………
The moon and stars are sparse, and the wind is cool by the lake.
Yan Zheke put on her boyfriend's coat, put her hands around his forearms, walked slowly on the path with the faint sound of water, raised her head slightly, and said full of excitement and longing:
"Chengzi, where do you think we can rank in the country in this martial arts competition?"
Her hair is slightly messy, her face is flushed and bright, her pink lips are moist and shiny, and her eyes are shining with hope, with a trace of water color remaining.
Lou Cheng put one hand in his pocket, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally. He thought about it and smiled:
"I will tell you only. I won't tell others, otherwise they will be laughed at. My goal is to win the championship, the national championship!"
"What a coincidence, me too~" Yan Zheke responded with a smile, surprise in her eyes, and a rising tone.
"I know Shanbei is very strong, Imperial College is very strong, and Huahai and Guangnan are not weak either. In the eyes of others, they can hold us down, but I still want to win, and I also think there is a chance to win!" In front of his girlfriend,
Lou Cheng felt relieved without covering up.
"Yes~ Next April, who knows how far you and my brother can grow." Yan Zheke's dimples loomed, full of expectation, "But we can't be careless. It is said that Sanjiang Quhui has become a lot stronger.
Shannan is not easy to deal with either."
The two of them were weaving their future along the lake. They were in high spirits and in a good mood. They seemed to have endless topics to talk about. As they walked and approached the long bridge, they suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the wooden bridge.
The edge of the platform railing.
"Ah Qing?" Yan Zheke tentatively called out uncertainly.
Guo Qing turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes in panic, and said with a dry smile:
"Ke Ke, Cheng Zi, what a coincidence."
"I thought I made a mistake." Yan Zheke laughed at first, then noticed the other person's abnormality, and asked with concern, "Aqing, what's wrong with you?"
Everyone cried...
Just when she was considering whether to let Chengzi leave first to avoid Ah Qing being embarrassed and embarrassed to talk, Guo Qing lowered his eyes, clenched his fists and said, "I, I don't want to, I want to quit the special training!"
"You don't want to participate in the special training? Why?" Yan Zheke blurted out, and Lou Cheng also looked surprised.
Why is Guo Qing thinking about withdrawing from the special training?
Guo Qing took a breath and forced a smile and said: "It's my sophomore year, and the courses are a lot more intense. I'm afraid that my grades will drop again. I'm thinking about it, thinking about it, and I think study should be the most important thing."
Yan Zheke seemed to sense something and did not persuade directly. Instead, he fell silent and considered his words.
At this moment, Guo Qing took a few steps irritably, as if a taut string had finally reached its limit, and suddenly collapsed and said:
"Keke, I, I feel so useless! I'm so stressed! I've been practicing visualization for more than a year, and I still haven't been able to calm down. I see you passing me one by one, running faster and faster.
The further we go, I feel so sad and have cried several times! The younger brothers and sisters behind me are also better than me. Now I can’t even be a substitute and I’m about to be out of the big list! The boy I’m chasing doesn’t like me, and my grades have declined.
Seriously, I was criticized by the counselor. I, I am such a failure! I am so useless!"
Listening to her almost hysterical venting, Lou Cheng felt as if he was meeting her for the first time. He had no idea that this cheerful and outgoing silly elder sister had accumulated so many negative emotions and was burdened with such heavy pressure.
He turned his head to look at Yan Zheke and saw that the girl had the same expression, shocked, pitiful and surprised.
When we usually chat, Ah Qing is always the one who plays tricks, making people unable to feel her pain and sadness. Who knows, she also has such a weak, helpless and collapsed side.
In the dressing room this afternoon, she seemed very sad.
"Relax a little, Ah Qing, relax a little. You are like this because you put too much pressure on yourself. Well, if you want to quit the special training, then quit temporarily. Then relax and forget about the pressure. Maybe one day you will
That's it, we will always welcome you back, and you will always be a member of our martial arts club." Yan Zheke bit his lower lip and said in a soft voice, comforting the other person in a way that did not irritate him, and made suggestions.
Guo Qing wiped his face, his eyes flashed with water, and he showed a wry smile and said: "Keke, you don't have to comfort me. I vented it out and felt much better. I understand that people are different.
Maybe I really don’t have the talent to take this path. Anyway, now that I’m in my third year of college, I have more guarantees for finding a job. I will still come to martial arts classes twice a week, but I have to pay more attention to study. Please be good
If you work hard, you will definitely get good results this time."
She sniffed and continued: "I am no longer in the special training team, but I will cheer for you in the stands, and I will be proud of your achievements..."
The more Guo Qing talked, the more confused he became. Finally he stopped the topic and pointed at the long bridge:
"I'm going back……"
If I hadn't had hope, I wouldn't be as miserable as I am now.
If I had been like Senior Sister Xiaowen and others from the beginning, just to obtain the first few amateur certificates, I would have shamelessly stayed in the special training team.
Keke, Chengzi, everyone, I'm sorry, I'm a deserter...
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were inexperienced in this kind of scene and didn't know how to persuade them. They could only watch Guo Qing leave, his back bleak and his steps hurried.
Looking sideways to his side, Lou Cheng, who had mixed feelings, found that Yan Zheke's expression also dimmed, her lips were pursed tightly, and her mood became very low.
Hugging the girl, he comforted: "Keke, don't be sad. Didn't you say that there are two types of friends, one is one who can stay friends for a lifetime, and the other is cross-hatched, where they meet for a certain period of time, but after that
At this stage, it will gradually fade away.”
Just like other people in Guo Qing's dormitory, they still chatted with Aqiang and the old model Qiu from time to time, but their faces were completely unfamiliar to me, even though this was the first and possibly the last dormitory of his college career.
Yan Zheke buried his face on his shoulder, hit him lightly, and said in a muffled voice:
"Don't talk... I understand the truth, but I still can't help but feel bored and sad..."
Lou Cheng caressed her back gently, looking at Guo Qing who was getting further and further away and gradually disappearing. A lyric suddenly came to his mind. Although it was not very suitable, it was still somewhat appropriate:
"Thousands of doorways, there is always one person who has to go first."
Hey, for this rare gathering, we must leave the best and most profound memories, and we must win the National University Martial Arts Championship!
…………
Guo Qing's withdrawal surprised and shocked Li Maosun Jian and others. The low pressure lingered in the special training team for a long time. But a week passed and the second round of knockout was over. When everyone was enjoying the victory and teasing Cai Zongming's performance, it was almost over.
He put this matter behind him and no longer mentioned Guo Qing in his words.
It's cruel, but it's reality.
Everyone calmed down and moved forward. They easily passed the third round of knockout rounds and entered their group. The first game was an away game against the seed team of this group, Shannan University Martial Arts Club!
On Saturday morning, the high-speed train pulled out of the station. Lou Cheng and others took their seats, either looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, or chatting in low voices about the situation of their opponents.
The first strong enemy of this competition is coming!