Fox in the Penalty Area

Although everyone in the No. 5 High School football team worked hard, they failed to win the game in the end, and they didn't even score a single goal.

When the final whistle of the game was blown, many players of the No. 50 High School football team cried out. The cheerleaders who had been shouting for more than 80 minutes in the stands fell into a painful silence and were waved all the time during the game. The flag in the wind also drooped down, and there was no more movement.

Their season is over after the first game.

The coach of the No. 5 High School football team seemed to be quite used to this scene. He shook hands with Li Ziqiang after the game, and then went to the field to comfort his players. Along with him was the head teacher of the No. 50 High School football team. He did so after shaking hands with the leading teacher at Dongchuan Middle School.

The players from Dongchuan Middle School celebrated their victory happily.

Although Fifty Middle School is not strong, but this year they formed a team in a hurry and didn't have enough time to prepare for the battle. They still won the victory and broke into the next round of the competition, which is indeed worth celebrating.

During the celebration, Meng Xi yelled especially loudly, because he had zero opponents in this game, and he didn't allow even 50 goals to score. He is very satisfied with his performance.

Especially in the final stage of the game, it can be said that the No. 50 High School football team has even completely given up on defense, and only wants to score a goal. This may be their only wish this season.

But Meng Xi cruelly rejected their scoring opportunities again and again.

The players in No. 50 Middle School cried very sad at the end, which may be part of the reason-it's okay to be eliminated, and we won't even let us score a goal, it's too much!

But football is like this, the mood of the winner and the loser are not the same.

The victors, who were too excited to celebrate, may not have even seen the scenes that brought them to tears in the eyes of the onlookers.

Although he did not play, Hu Lai still joined his teammates after the game to thank the students who came to cheer for him in the stands.

This is also one of the post-match procedures that Li Ziqiang asked them to do, in order to teach the children to be polite and grateful.

When Hu Lai was applauding to the stands, he saw Li Qingqing standing with Fatty Song.

He is waving his hand towards himself.

Although he didn't play and didn't even break a sweat, Hu Lai still accepted Li Qingqing's encouragement calmly with his chest up.

Diagonally in front of Hu Lai, Luo Kai stood in the first row of the team and, like his teammates, raised his hands to thank the stands. However, his face kept a calm expression, even though he received the most cheers - the stands were basically his fans.

Both men and women were impressed by his performance on the court.

In the end, Dongchuan Middle School won the game with a score of 5:0. Luo Kai scored four goals alone and staged a big four.

He deserves so much cheers and accolades.

But in the face of these cheers, he was very calm.

Until...he saw Li Qingqing waving his arms towards him.

So a bright smile finally bloomed on his face, and he raised his hand and waved in response to Li Qingqing.

Of course, this action led to louder cheers in the stands, but Luo Kai turned a deaf ear to it, and now he only had Li Qingqing smiling in his eyes.

Football is fair. Whoever performs well and who does not perform well will know when they play.

With his performance like this, isn't it normal to win Li Qingqing's favor?

Finally, Qingqing got lost and found her way back...

Thinking of this, Luo Kai turned his head away, intending to take a look at Hu Lai's current embarrassment in the attitude of a winner.

But what he didn't expect was that what he saw was Hu Lai who was also waving his arms at Li Qingqing!

Shameless! Is Qingqing waving to you? !

Luo Kai spat in his heart.

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Xie Lan was a little restless, and she was a little absent-minded when watching the TV series she usually liked to watch. From time to time, he got up and went to the balcony to take a look to see if his son had come back.

She was worried about Hu Lai, worried that he would not be able to come back on time, and worried that her husband would find out about his playing football at school.

Fortunately, when it was five minutes to five o'clock, Hu Lai opened the door with the key and walked in.

Xie Lan, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, glanced at his son: "Are you back?"

"Well, mom, do you think I didn't lie to you? I came back as soon as the game was over." Hu Lai said to her mother with a smile on her face.

"Oh, how was the game?" Sheilan asked casually.

"We won!" The smile on Hu Lai's face became even brighter.

Seeing the heartfelt smile on her son's face, the mother also laughed, but soon became serious: "Hurry up and take a shower and change clothes!"

She didn't say it too directly, but Hu Lai understood what his mother meant in seconds, and that he was discovered by his father.

But Hu Lai shook his head: "I didn't play, Mom. I didn't sweat at all when I watched the game from the sidelines."

Xie Lan was a little surprised: "You didn't play football? Then what are you going to do? Are you going to be a spectator?"

"Go even if you don't play, Mom. This is called team spirit! We are a team, a whole, no matter whether we play or not, everyone has to go!"

Seeing that his son was quite proud of what he said, Xie Lan shook his head: "All right, as long as you like it..."

Although she didn't quite understand why she couldn't be happy if she couldn't even play a game, it was good for her son to be happy anyway.

Speaking of which, since joining the school football team, her son seems to be smiling more and more—she doesn’t mean the kind of fake smile used to cover up her true inner thoughts, but the genuine smile .

Even if you don't play football or exercise, it seems good to see such a smile...

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At 7:30 in the evening, Hu Lixin returned home exhausted from a day's work. His wife and children had already had dinner, and his wife was in the bedroom using her mobile phone to scan Kuaishou.

"Where's Hu Lai?" he asked his wife.

"Reading in my room."

"How is he doing today?"

"Very good, I finished all my homework this morning..."

Hu Lixin was a little surprised: "Why doesn't he dawdle?"

Xie Lan smiled and said, "Didn't you notice?"

"What did you find?" Hu Lixin was a little puzzled.

"Recently, he has been studying more seriously."

Hu Lixin frowned and thought for a while: "Is there?"

"You, you don't care about your children too much." Xie Lan complained. "I know you are busy with work and under a lot of pressure, but at least you should care about our son more? His performance during this period is much better than before."

"Maybe it's because I'm getting older and a little bit more sensible."

Seeing her husband's nonchalant look, Xie Lan really couldn't help but tell him several times that it was actually his son who joined the school's football team, and his whole mental outlook has changed, and he feels more energetic in everything he does...

But she didn't say that in the end.

The son asked her to keep it secret from his father for him. If she told her, she was sure that the door of her son's heart would be permanently and completely closed to her.

She would not like that.

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Song Jiajia pulled out a plastic bag from her backpack and dumped the contents on the floor. A whole set of yellow Dongchuan Middle School football team jerseys appeared in front of his eyes, and the number "14" on the back of the turned over jerseys was clearly visible.

Looking at the jersey on the ground, Song Jiajia frowned.

After the game, Hu Lai gave it to him and asked him to keep it on his behalf. He said that Hu Lai's father didn't like him playing football, so he couldn't put anything related to football at home.

Since you can't hide things at home, it sounds reasonable to give the jersey to a good friend for safekeeping.

But Song Jiajia felt that things were not that simple.

In today's game, Hu Lai stood on the sidelines wearing only his jersey. Apart from warming up with the big team, he had no chance to play at all, and he didn't even sweat much.

So the pants and socks of this jersey are still clean.

But what if Hu Lai played in the future? Sweating all over, plus the dirt on the court...

After he finished the game, he stuffed his jersey, shorts, and smelly socks to himself... Oh, and shoes, those damn sneakers that exude an extremely strong smell!

Are you just taking care of it?

The next time he plays he's going to wear these dirty things? Then build up more sweat stink, foot odour, and stains to yourself?

Just thinking of that scene, Song Jiajia got goosebumps all over her body.

So after every game, I have to wash his jersey and smelly socks? !

Song Jiajia was very angry and felt that she had been fooled by Hu Lai.

But then he changed his mind and breathed a sigh of relief:

How could Hu Lai play in the game with such a setback?

It's so dangerous, so lucky, so lucky...

Song Jiajia patted herself on the chest, then put the set back into the plastic bag and threw it into the corner.