Chapter 22: Do not make progress

After the fourth class, the school bell rings.
Feng Yong stood up from his seat, walked to Lin’s desk, knocked on the table, and looked at Lin Yi with a condescending look:
Give you half an hour to eat, finish the meal and gather at the playground, train today at noon.

"Although you are only a substitute, you may not be able to play, but you still need to come. If you don't have it, don't blame us."
Feng Yong’s younger brothers were watching Lin Yi as a gloating scene.
Lin also frowned, watching Feng Yong leave a few people.
Chen Meng came over and looked at Lin Yi. His eyes were very monotonous: "At noon, I need someone to help me to move the water to the stadium. Can you help me?"
"Good." Lin also nodded slightly to Chen Meng.
"Ok."
Chen Meng didn't say much, and left the classroom when he finished speaking.
The place where I had lunch at noon was in the cafeteria. When Lin arrived, the canteen was full of people.
Everyone else is drinking five groups of six people to eat and eat together, but Lin is also a single shadow, looks like a different kind.
After dinner, Lin also came to the stadium. On the court, Feng Yong had already started practicing, and the football passed back and forth between several people.
The football field of Minghai No. 2 Middle School has been professionally maintained. The orange-red plastic track surrounds the outside of the court to form a circle. The position forward is a piece of sand, which is used for long jump and throwing shots.
Lin also sat down in the shade of the stadium and sat down. Not long after, the other side of the stadium also came with a team of players.
"Feng Yong, are you coming so early?"
The headed boy was tall and handsome, holding a football in his arms and saying hello to Feng Yong.
"There is no way, you have three classes in your easy city, even if it is normal practice, we can only work harder, or else you can't be kicked by your three classes?"
Feng Yong saw Yi Sicheng and smiled.
Yi Sicheng is very famous in Minghai No. 2 Middle School. At the beginning, he chose the second one with the score that can enter one. It is to be able to play the ball. This alone is enough to win the respect of many people.
In addition, because of the handsome appearance and good performance, Yi Sicheng also gives people a feeling of sunshine, so it is very popular among girls.
"Where, if you have Feng Yong, the striker in your seven classes, we are under great pressure."
Yi Sicheng’s words made Feng Yong very useful and smiled with a grin.
"Do you have time now? Can you help me with a box of water?"
Chen Meng has walked from the outside of the stadium to the position of the stands, attracting countless sights.
She went straight to the side of Lin Yi, who was sitting next to the stadium, bent over and looked at Lin Yi, and whispered a sentence.
"it is good."
Lin also did not talk nonsense, followed Chen Meng's back, went to the school's canteen.
"Who is that buddy? Is it your boyfriend's boyfriend?"
One of the three classes here looked at Lin Yi with a look.
Chen Meng’s reputation in the school is not small, but because of Liu Tianyu’s sake, many people have respected her and are afraid of being hated by Liu Tianyu.
Feng Yong heard the words, squinting his hands and stalking Lin Lang’s Lin Yi, who was next to Chen Meng’s body, looked disdainful:
A substitute, pull to join the head, now it is to help us move the water.

"As far as his bird looks, how can it be related to our class Chen Meng? Before, I thought about eating swan meat. The confession of your class, Liu Wei, wasn’t it smashed by Niu Fan? Later I went to Chen Meng, I guess Liu Tianyu gave him a meal."
"That is a junk."
Feng Yong is full of disdain and disgust.
"It is no wonder that such a person may have a relationship with Chen Meng." Three boys in the three classes and seven classes all laughed.
"Hey, Yi Sicheng, your female fans are coming."
Outside the stadium, five girls came over.
They wear school uniforms, each of which is in the middle of the appearance, and one of the girls who are at the forefront is the most eye-catching.
Not only is the face beautiful, but even the body is completely smashed a few streets of the same age girls.
Fang You waved his hand toward Yi Sicheng and shouted: "Easy City! Come on!"
Yi Sicheng also recruited and saw the envy of Feng Yong.
"Easy City, we can all cheer for you!"
"Yeah! It’s all by Fang Yula!"
The girls were laughing and laughing, but Fang was very generous and did not tweak.
The three classes and seven classes started the practice session, and the girls sat down at the stands on the side of the court.
With the girls watching, the boys played extra hard.
On the other side, Lin also carried two boxes of water, and walked over to the stadium from the side of the canteen, followed by Chen Meng.
"Are you very unhappy?" Chen Meng held a water in her arms and looked at Lin Yi next to her eyes.
Since the school was released yesterday, Lin Yi and Chen Meng have not said anything.
The relationship has become much worse than before.
"Why are you not happy?" Lin also looked at Chen Meng, Chen Meng's eyes are very beautiful, long eyelashes and external double eyelids, under the sun, suddenly gaze, can make people feel a kind Very quiet and sweet atmosphere.
"You have been pulled to be a substitute. In fact, there is no chance to play at all, and there seems to be no friends in the school."
"Why are you not good at learning? Lin Yi."
The two went to the edge of the football field. Chen Meng looked at Lin Yi. His face was slightly serious: "As long as you study hard, although the results may be slower, it will not make you passive like this, and you can I have made a lot of friends."

No one will be willing to make friends with someone who doesn’t want to be motivated.

Chen Meng stood in front of Lin Yi, and Xiao Meng, who was half a head, spoke. When she spoke, the pink lips opened up and down, and the sound was crisp.
"Don't ask for progress."
Lin also flashed a touch of sourness in his heart.
It turns out that I have always been in the heart of Chen Meng’s mind.
So before I was born again, is Chen Meng's willingness to help me, is it pity?
Chen Meng saw that Lin did not speak, thinking that Lin also did not understand, just want to continue to say something, but also in the future.
"Be careful!"
On the other side of the court, Feng Yong’s voice passed over, followed by a burst of sound.
Just a long pass of Yisi City, the three classes of players did not receive the ball, the football crossed an arc in midair, the speed is fast, the power is fierce, straight toward Chen Meng, who just happened to walk to the edge of the court.
Chen Meng heard that he turned his head subconsciously and saw the football flying towards him.
The football is getting bigger and bigger in sight, as if the next moment is going to hit her face.
"what!"
Chen Meng scared her eyes.
The dull sound sounded.
The expected pain did not appear.
Chen Meng opened her eyes quietly and found that she was standing in front of her, carrying two waters and no expression of Lin.
"never mind."
Lin also whispered a word, nodded slightly toward Chen Meng, then turned and put the two waters in his hand to the side of the stadium.
Chen Meng saw the imprint of Lin’s playing behind the football.
Feng Yong and others ran towards Chen Meng.
"Chen Meng! You are fine!"
They ran from the side of Lin Yi, and no one took a look at Lin Yi.
No one cares about Lin, who was actually kicked by the ball.
The moment Lin passed them by.
Chen Meng looked at Lin and had some lonely backs. The heart was inexplicably tight and some sad.
"I'm fine."
Chen Meng shook her head and looked at Lin Yi, who was gradually drifting away. She always felt that she had lost something.
Lin also ran to the side of the court and sat down.
"The refining layer, the Yongquan hole cyclone has not been more than half, this cultivation speed is too slow."
Lin also took a deep breath and simply sat next to the stadium to prepare for cultivation.
"Hey, we met again."
Fang You ran to Lin Yi’s side and found Lin Yi. His eyes flashed a surprise color:
I’ve seen you from afar, but I’m not sure.

Fang Youxiao’s, there is nothing to worry about:
How is your hand? Is it still hurting?

Fang especially looked at Lin Yi’s left hand, which was covered with gauze.
"No pain, thank you for your concern."
Lin did not feel sighed. He just wanted to cultivate with peace of mind and was interrupted.
"Fang You, is this your friend?" Several girls behind Fang You looked at Lin Yi.
They are all dressed in school uniforms, youthful and beautiful, and every girl is not lacking the pursuer.
"Yeah, my friend."
Fang Yu’s acknowledgment, there is nothing to avoid.
Just waiting for the party to finish, Lin also clearly felt the slight contempt of the flashes in the eyes of the girls.
Clothing can reflect a person's family background.
Everything Lin is wearing now~EbookFREE.me~ is obviously the kind of clothes that children of poor families can wear.
The appearance is not good, the height is not high, the body is not good, and the left hand is still wrapped in gauze.
A few girls suddenly lost interest in Lin: "Fang You, we went there to watch the ball, wait for you."
They waved to the side of the party, and did not take care of Lin.
Fang especially couldn't help but frown.
"How did you appear here, are you in three shifts?"
Lin also feels good about each other. At least this girl is not artificial. Last night, only Fang Yi was willing to call Lin Yi to the hospital.
"No, I am looking at people, by the way."
Fang Youyi was sitting beside Lin Yi’s side, reaching out and pointing at the Yisi City over there:
That is, my future boyfriend.

Lin also looked at Yi Sicheng: "Well, there is a vision."
"Yes, how could this girl not have a vision?"
Fang You looked proud and looked at her, so Lin couldn't help but smile.
Fang You then looked at Lin Yi: "Well, you are not going to come to cheer for your seven classes?"
"I was forced to be a substitute, that is, a cold bench."
Chen Meng was originally prepared to come over and ask Lin Yi’s injury. It is not necessary to go to the infirmary.
But when she saw that Fang and Lin also had a smile, Fang Xiu wrinkled: "Things gather together."
Fang You is the second school's school flower is good, but also famous not to learn.
Chen Meng did not stay at the stadium again, but turned to the teaching building.
On the other side, Feng Yong saw this and looked suspicious.
"How does Lin know with Fang?"
Yi Sicheng also took a look at this side, his face was unhappy and flashed away.