Fox in the Penalty Area

The playground of Dongchuan Middle School was noisy at noon, making it difficult for students who wanted to take a lunch break or do their homework in the teaching building to concentrate.

Even when Hu Lai scored the first two goals, there were brief cheers.

But now, at this moment, when Hu Lai sent the football into the goal of the second team for the third time, no one in the stands on both sides of the playground made a sound.

Even Li Qingqing stood where he was, staring blankly at the field.

She couldn't believe that Hu Lai had just completed a hat-trick.

Everyone stared at the door of the second team in silence.

This silence and stillness was broken by a burst of wild laughter.

At the place where everyone's eyes were focused, the figure that fell on the ground turned over, jumped up, and ran towards the corner flag area with teeth and claws.

It wasn't until he ran close that everyone noticed that there was a deep red on his face, or more specifically, under the nose and around the mouth...

That's blood.

But I can't see clearly, I don't know if it's nosebleed or mouth bleeding.

With his exaggerated head shaking, the blood was thrown into the air, onto his shoulders, onto his arms, and onto his lapel, making the red color of the training vest deeper.

But he didn't realize it, or didn't care at all, he just laughed loudly, shouted to the sky, and danced. Like a kid who was rewarded to go to the amusement park.

There was silence in the stands, and it was not until quite a while later that Li Qingqing and Song Jiajia heard a soft cry from behind them: "This fucking... luck is too bad?! Did this person save the Milky Way in his previous life?"

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After the end of the first test match, Li Zhiqun limped back to the classroom. He didn't want to stay on the sidelines anymore, in that sad place.

After returning to the classroom, he sat on his seat, rubbing the strained muscles, and recalling the game just now, he was still very upset.

He has been looking forward to this game, just to see Hu Lai make a fool of himself.

Unexpectedly, Hu Lai scored three goals. Although it was luck, it was three goals anyway, right?

On the contrary, it was me, who hadn't had any good performance yet, and ended up injured... I feel that I am the one who made a fool of myself.

Students who had already finished watching the excitement returned to the classroom one after another. Both men and women were discussing the game that just ended. The girls were more concerned about Luo Kai's performance. He completed two hat-tricks in that game, shining Incomparable.

The boys mentioned Hu Lai's name more unexpectedly.

"It's really unexpected that Hu Lai can score three goals..."

"Yeah, I usually don't see it at all..."

"Hey, do you think he will really join the school team?"

Hearing this, Li Zhiqun couldn't hold back, and snorted heavily from his nasal cavity: "What are you thinking? You can enter the school team by scoring three goals? How can the school team be so easy to score?"

The student who was refuted by Li Zhiqun face-to-face couldn't hold back, and argued: "He has scored three goals, so he can't join the school team?"

"Is it awesome to score three goals? Hu Lai is just lucky!" Speaking of this, Li Zhiqun became furious, and his voice became a few degrees higher. "Those three goals can be scored by anyone there. What's so rare! What does it mean to score a goal by luck? It means that it cannot be copied! Can you guarantee that he is so lucky every game? Lucky to score If you're unlucky, you can't score goals. Scoring a goal is like being lucky...Which coach would recruit such a person into the school team? Is he confused!"

Li Qingqing just walked to the door of the classroom, when he heard Li Zhiqun's eloquent talk from inside.

She frowned slightly.

The person arguing in the classroom fell silent when he heard what Li Zhiqun said.

Because after thinking about it carefully, what Li Zhiqun said made sense.

Any coach hopes that his players will have a stable state, and pin all their hopes on illusory luck, which is not something that professional coaches can do.

Li Qingqing also returned to her seat in silence.

At this moment, booing voices came from the corridor outside: "Hu Daxian, Hu Daxian!"

"Hu Lai, you have used all the good luck in your life here!"

Then Hu Lai's voice sounded: "What luck? I rely on my strength!"

"Yes, yes, it's strength, it's strength, can you tell me about the lottery numbers that will be drawn tonight?"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, go buy it!"

Amidst the roar of laughter came from outside, Hu Lai walked into the classroom with his head held high, and then sat down in his seat.

Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai like this, and thought that he was doing special training so seriously before taking part in the team test. He must be happy with his performance now, right? After all, he scored three goals and completed a hat-trick.

But can these three goals really make him selected for the school team?

To be honest, Li Qingqing has no idea now.

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Hu Lai, carrying a schoolbag, stood at the entrance of a lottery point. In the small shop, several people stood around the lottery machine, passing the slips of paper in their hands.

And in front of the lottery machine, sat a middle-aged aunt with permed hair, with her eyes on the bridge of her nose, squinting her eyes, taking the slips of paper from those people with one hand, and pressing them on the lottery machine quickly. She didn't look at the numbers on the screen at all, she was very skilled.

Soon, a freshly baked lottery ticket was drawn out and handed over to the people waiting nearby.

After carefully checking the numbers on the lottery ticket, the person who got the lottery ticket carefully put it in his pocket, but did not leave in a hurry, but turned around and walked to the wall behind the lottery machine, staring at the wall Let's study the lottery digital trend chart.

This is a lottery station that Hu Lai passes by every day on his way to and from school, but he never thought of coming here before.

Standing at the door of the lottery station today, Hu Lai hesitated whether to buy a lottery ticket for himself.

The reason why he had such an idea was because those classmates who made a fuss gave him inspiration.

He still has a very clear understanding of himself. Although he has a cheat, it is really difficult for him to complete a hat-trick in such a short period of time without luck.

And the facts have proved that his luck in the game is really good.

Especially the third goal, under such circumstances, the football was able to hit him in the face and bounce into the goal...

If such a goal is not explained by good luck, there is really no second reason.

Although he refuted the good luck of his classmates in the corridor, he had a clue in his heart, so he just refused to admit defeat.

How can you admit to your face that your goal depends on luck?

But now, he was standing in front of the lottery station, thinking that it would be good to get rich overnight by luck.

If he won five million yuan, he would be able to pay off all the foreign debts the family owed.

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Out of the corner of her eye, the busy lady at the lottery station caught a glimpse of a figure standing beside her, but she didn't hand over the paper and asked without raising her head, "What are you playing?"

A young voice sounded: "Shuangseqiu, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven."

The aunt's hand was about to press it reflexively, but stopped when she was about to touch the button. The aunt raised her head, frowning and staring at the middle school student standing in front of her carrying a schoolbag and wearing a school uniform.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes." The middle school student nodded.

"How many times?"

"Just one bet..."

The aunt stopped talking, Blind Man played a lottery ticket and handed it to the middle school student.

Hu Lai took over the lottery ticket with Yu Wen, and confirmed the seven numbers on it at a glance, they were indeed 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06+07.

He flicked the lottery ticket lightly, then put it into the pocket of his school uniform.

The lottery ticket was warm, and so was his heart.