Chapter 8: Give me the ball, I want to go home

"Are you looking for it?"
A girl wearing the uniform of Dongchuan Middle School, like Hu Lai, stepped on a football under her feet, standing at the entrance of the secret base, looking at Hu Lai.
Instead of going to see the girl first, Hu Lai turned his attention to the football.
He recognized it, it was indeed his football.
Then his eyes fell on the girl's face, recognizing that it was Li Qingqing who was the transfer student who came to their class today.
"Give me the ball back." Hu Lai pointed to the football at Li Qingqing's feet.
Li Qingqing laughed: "Okay, as long as you can the football from my feet."
Hu Lai was delighted when he heard this: "I tell you, I can play football so much, don't say that my boys are bullying ..."
He walked towards Li Qingqing as he spoke, and at first he walked normally, not too slow.
But when he was approaching Li Qingqing, he was talking and suddenly stabbed at the football under Li Qingqing's feet!
"... girl! Hey?"
He stabbed out with an unexpected foot, but instead of playing football, he swept the air.
Li Qingqing seemed to be a fallen leaf. After being swept by him, instead of being intercepted, he floated past him and appeared behind him.
Hu Lai turned his head to watch the football fall from the air and fell to Li Qingqing's feet again.
"Wow, you are cunning! Fortunately, I respond quickly!" Li Qingqing exclaimed with a mouthful of excitement, but then she hooked her hand to Hu Lai: "Come again!"
Hu Lai turned to pounce on Li Qingqing ... the ball at the foot.
But he still failed to grab football this time.
Li Qingqing first stepped backwards, pulled the football back with his right foot, but suddenly knocked the football back towards Hu Lai, the football drilled between Hu Lai's legs!
At the same time, Li Qingqing jumped back slightly, and after Hu Lai's upswing, he started to rush forward again, bypassing Hu Lai, and caught up with the football.
"Come, come!" Li Qingqing shouted excitedly.
This summer vacation is busy transferring school, busy moving, and changing a new environment, no one knows, she hasn't played football with others for a long time.
Now the football is under her feet, fighting with people. She feels that every cell in the body is moaning happily. It is the excitement and excitement of regaining freedom after being locked for a long time.
Hu Lai turned to look at Li Qingqing, his expression gradually becoming serious: "Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm going to be serious."
Li Qingqing nodded: "Okay."
"I tell you that I take it seriously, but even I am afraid!"
"Then you come!" Li Qingqing also posed.
Hu Lai rushed up and was passed by Li Qingqing.
"I am really serious this time!"
"Come again!"
"Very good, woman, you succeeded in angering me, you have to pay ... for this!"
"Go on! I didn't believe me ..."
"Hey!"
"I go……"
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Hu Lai did everything she could, and on several occasions he even used the trick of American football-to grab Li Qingqing with his hand, but Li Qingqing was as flexible as a butterfly, always able to dodge before he met himself. As a result, Hu Lai not only did not hug Li Qingqing, but also let himself fall to eat a dog. The school uniform was covered with mud, and he looked embarrassed.
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When Hu Lai fell to the ground again, he did not stand up again, but sat silently on the ground, no longer screaming.
Li Qingqing felt that he had just warmed up, and was still waiting for Hu Lai to continue. As a result, he saw such an abnormal performance.
Seeing how Hu Lai sat on the ground with her head down, she suddenly realized that she had passed a little.
Then she thought of what Hu Lai said to herself in the physical education class this afternoon.
If football does not bring you any pleasure, will you continue to like football?
Hu Lai can't always the ball under his feet, and it's normal that people suddenly don't want to play.
Thinking of this, Li Qingqing took the football to Hu Lai with guilt and wanted to comfort him a few words-after all, if you don't consider physical confrontation, there are not many people who can the soccer ball from her feet, so Hu Lai does not have to feel at all Frustrated ...
"Hey, are you angry?" She asked carefully.
"No."
Hu Lai continued to lower his head, but listening to his tone, Li Qingqing still felt that the boy in front of him should be angry.
"That, don't be born ..." Li Qingqing was trying to persuade him, but suddenly saw Hu Lai sitting on the ground with his hands behind his back, his body suddenly ejected like a spring, and at the same time his right foot also kicked violently. Football at Li Qingqing's feet!
Li Qingqing and Hu Lai are very close. It is almost impossible to avoid such a short distance. Coupled with Hu Lai's outbreak, the action is sudden, this can be said to be determined!
But Li Qingqing's body was like a conditioned reflex. Her left foot quickly knocked the football on the foot to the right, which was able to avoid Hu Lai's right foot!
"It's now!" Hu Lai shouted, his hands holding his body exerted force again, and the body twisted into a twist, driving the left leg to sweep over from the outside!
It turned out that his previous right foot was just a false move, and now his left foot is his real intention!
He used a false move to force Li Qingqing to react quickly, so that when his left foot swept over again, Li Qingqing would definitely not be able to escape.
But just before his left foot was about to sweep into the football, Li Qingqing's right toe lifted up very concealedly, and the football kicked from the left foot was picked up very lightly, and then her right heel followed the football up. , Because the two are at the same speed, it looks like a football hovering over her left foot.
Just after her right foot was lifted, Hu Lai's left leg also swept up, brushed under Li Qingqing's foot, and rubbed on the sole.
This made Li Qingqing stumble a little when he landed, but he didn't lose control of football.
In order to prevent possible follow-up attacks by Hu Lai, Li Qingqing turned and took the football and withdrew five meters away, and then he breathed out: "Wow! Insidious!"
Because of the action of grabbing the ball just now, Hu Lai rolled a circle on the ground, and the clothes and pants on the front, back, left, and right sides were smeared with black silt. Although the sun was exposed for a day during the day, only the water on the surface evaporated. After a lot of tossing between two people, this open space became a rotten vegetable plot.
Hu Lai, a mud monkey, looked very frustrated: "Why can't I grab it like this ..."
Li Qingqing did not relax his vigilance, but continued to stand in the distance and said: "It's strange to be able to grab it. Your physical coordination is too poor, and the movements are incoherent."
"Nonsense! I am a forward. How can a striker be good at grabbing the ball!" Hu Lai sitting on the ground argued.
Li Qingqing directly kicked the football to him.
Hu Lai froze for a moment. He didn't expect the opponent to return the football to himself so easily. He thought he had to grab the ball from the opponent's feet.
"You have been to me." Li Qingqing said to Hu Lai.
"This is what you said ..." Hu Lai got up from the ground and pointed at Li Qingqing. "I'm a very powerful ..."
Without finishing the conversation again, he suddenly took the ball to Li Qingqing.
Then he stepped to the left and Li Qingqing was unmoved.
Sure enough, Hu Lai's left foot crossed the football, and did not touch the ball.
Then his right foot moved towards football again.
Li Qingqing remained unmoved.
This time Hu Lai touched the ball with his right foot, but instead of plucking the ball, he stepped directly on the football, and then the body's right turn was interrupted. .
He took a cart.
While he fell, his left foot hit the football, the ball slowly rolled towards Li Qingqing, and finally stopped after touching Li Qingqing's foot.
Li Qingqing looked down at the culprit that caused Hu Lai to fall, and then looked up at Hu Lai lying on the ground.
"The ground is too slippery and it rained last night ..." Hu Lai explained awkwardly.
Li Qingqing kicked the football back again.
Hu Lai got up from the ground and took the football to charge Li Qingqing again.
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When Hu Lai failed to try Li Qingqing for the tenth time, the football rolled down to Li Qingqing ’s feet. Hu Lai sat on the ground and did n’t look at Li Qingqing. He justified:
I ’m actually a point-forward striker. It's what I'm the best at. The one who dribbles is not ... "
But Li Qingqing shook his head: "You are right at the same table, you are not suitable for playing football, poor coordination is not good for playing."
Hu Lai suddenly raised his head and glared at Li Qingqing, angrily said: "What does the fat man know? He doesn't even watch the game, he knows what 'coordination'?"
"I can see the coordination." Li Qingqing said.
She looked at the window yesterday for a while while Hu Lai was training alone. When he received the ball, he moved stiffly and gave a very uncoordinated feeling, so there were so many mistakes in stopping the ball.
Today, I practiced with Hu Lai for a while, and strengthened her judgment.
There is a big problem with this person's physical coordination.
"The so-called coordination refers to your ability to complete a technical action through the coordination and cooperation of various parts of the body. For example, the action of stopping the ball requires observation through your eyes, brain thinking, physical action, and then using reasonable and appropriate power and actions. To catch the ball ... "
Speaking of which, Li Qingqing slammed the football towards the uneven high stone wall.
After the football hit hard, it bounced in an unpredictable direction.
Before waiting for Hu Lai to react, Li Qingqing ran quickly and then raised his foot to stop the football.
It was a powerful ball, but Li Qingqing stopped very easily, as if the football marked by Hu Lai was actually Li Qingqing, only listening to her.
This made Hu Lai look jealous and frustrated-he was not as good as a girl ...
"If the coordination is not good, you may stop the ball on your face."
Hu Lai thought of the scene where he secretly trained here yesterday, his nose seemed to be a little bit painful.
"Some people think that coordination is agile, but not only agility, but also balance ability. In the game of confrontation, coordination is more important. You can't do good moves by yourself. Good movement? Have you ever wanted to shoot vigorously, kicked out with rounded legs but didn't send strength, or even fell yourself down? "Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai and asked.
Hu Lai nodded, but immediately excused: "Occasionally, very occasionally!"
"That's the performance of poor coordination." Li Qingqing didn't care about Hu Lai's justification. He continued, "Coordination is the basic ability of football players, the link that connects the players' technical and tactical ability, strength, endurance, technology, Speed, flexibility ... These abilities must be combined with coordination skills. It is impossible for people with poor coordination to play good football-how can those who act on the court and can trip themselves first become professional players? "
Speaking of which, Li Qingqing suddenly realized that the teenager in front of him was not a professional player. He might not even have received a little regular football training since he was small. His words were too heavy for him.
So she coughed and added: "Of course, you are just playing and playing, and there is no problem if you entertain yourself ..."
Hu Lai suddenly asked: "What about I want to join our school football team?"
Li Qingqing didn't expect Hu Lai to ask such a question ... Then she thought about the strict requirements of her father and shook her head: "No drama."
Hu Lai didn't believe it: "You said no drama, no drama?"
"Is it demanding to play in physical education, or to join the school team?" Li Qingqing asked back. "You can't play football games in class physical education, and you want to participate in the competition between the school teams and the school level? I said that it is OK to play and play, just play and play, just do it ... why ? "
Li Qingqing saw Hu Lai waving to her.
"Give me the ball, I'm going home."
The muddy boy slowly climbed up from the ground.
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Li Qingqing watched Hu Lai bow in the grass, UU reads the book www. uukanshu.com hides football in it. His pose with his buttocks is still very funny, but Li Qingqing didn't smile this time.
She wondered if her sentence "You can't play football in class sports class" hit the teenager?
She still remembers what Hulai was like in physical education.
Even if no one took him to kick, he stood on the sidelines watching the game.
He really cares about this ...
Hu Lai, who hid the football, did not greet Li Qingqing, so he directly stepped on his broken bicycle and rode away obliquely.
In Li Qingqing's eyes, Hu Lai's back at this moment overlapped with the lone figure standing on the sidelines in the gym class.
The setting sun stretched his figure on the ground for a long, long time, extending to the feet of the girl.