my summer

I didn't look forward to the football match, but the volleyball match came first.

But when it comes to volleyball, we are purely half-baked. We only practiced two hands temporarily in physical education class, and then we were pulled into the volleyball league in the autumn of the second year of high school like Latin boys.

Xia Zhi naturally became the temporary captain, and he arranged the corresponding positions according to the flexibility and physical strength of the few of us when we played football.I stood on the far right of the front row on the field, and I was secretly glad that he gave me the chance to play instead of directly becoming a backup player.

That's right, as a long-term teammate of pigs, how could I not have this awareness?

In the first game, we played against class 015. We were all amateurs. The whole game was like a serving contest. Our class served a ball, and the ball landed freely, and then the opponent sent a ball. Free landing again, then continue to serve...

After a few empty rounds, I almost fell asleep.

"Xia Zhi!" Someone shouted, I hurriedly looked over, and saw Xia Zhi jumping high and then falling quickly, the volleyball flew out of his hands, and hit the opponent's back right corner of the field with a condescending attitude .

"Good shot!" I also shouted, and ran towards Xia Zhi, and other teammates had surrounded him, giving him high fives one by one.I waited for everyone to disperse before I ran to him and gave him a bear hug.

"Zhang Zhuyang, cough, cough..." Xia Zhi was staggered by me, took a few steps back and finally stood still, "Pay attention to your image, others are watching."

I let him go, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited...then let's give a high five too?"

"...I've already hugged you, why are you still clapping your hands? Go back to your seat, the game isn't over yet." He patted me on the back and drove me back.

I returned to my position in dismay and continued to play the game.

Encouraged by the goal of the summer solstice, our class scored consecutive points, and finally defeated the opponent 4-1 and successfully entered the semi-finals.Of course, the first victory has nothing to do with me, I basically can't even touch the ball.

Three days later, the semi-finals started, and our opponent was Class 011.After a round of elimination, the remaining teams are somewhat strong.For this reason, I sweated silently in my heart. Can we win this game smoothly?

The start was not intense, and there were still back and forth serves, but after Xia Zhi successfully dunked a ball, the situation became more and more tense.This 011 is indeed more difficult to deal with than 015, our score has been stalemate.Soon after the four rounds were played, both sides won two rounds each.In the second half of the fifth game, the score was still tight, and our class temporarily led by 1 point.

I focused my eyes on the opponent's server all the time, trying to judge the direction of the ball.

In fact, as good as we are, we usually only serve in a straight line, that is, stand in the right back corner and serve straight to the opponent's left court.And our passing cooperation has not yet reached the level of the second pass, basically we can only pass once.When able to catch the ball, most of them pass the ball directly to Xia Zhi, and he jumps up and smashes.

For example, now he jumped high again and made a ruthless move, and the score finally opened, 14 to 12!It's match time!

I couldn't help but get excited, even though I made this soy sauce more conscientiously than anyone else.

When Xia Zhi jumped up, his slender figure stretched out, like a slingshot stretched to its fullest, tsk, tsk tsk, this guy seems to have grown taller again, shouldn't he surpass me?

Just as I was thinking, the ball suddenly flew towards me. Before my brain had time to think, my body had already jumped out. I guessed the direction of Xia Zhi, squatted down and hit the ball hard with my head, and the ball was passed smoothly. , My knee hit the ground hard, and I slid forward half a meter before stopping.

"Good shot!" "We won!" "Summer solstice is awesome!" "Damn it! Zhang Zhuyang, you are so handsome!" The teammates surrounded me in excitement.

Xia Zhi took the lead to run to my side, stretched out his hand to help me up, "Did you hurt your knee?"

I smiled and shook my legs, "It's okay, I'm not so fragile, I'm not a porcelain doll."

"It's fine," he also laughed, "We won another game and made it to the final."

"It's all thanks to you," I said.

"The last critical point just now is your credit." He touched my head, "Are you dizzy?"

"I'm not dizzy. I've practiced iron head skills. What's a volleyball?" I said cheerfully.

"Iron Head Kung Fu?" Wang Hao asked with a question mark on his face, "Have you really practiced it? Where did you practice it?"

"Listen to him talking nonsense," Xia Zhi said, "I have also practiced Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

"No," I said, "you should have practiced Lingbo Weibu, you can run so fast and you can bounce so well."

There was a burst of laughter around.The joy of winning the game was reflected in everyone's eyes, especially in Xia Zhi's pair of black diamond-like eyes.

There is a one-liner vacancy in the finals, and they will directly enter the finals, which will be determined by drawing lots.And that lucky class is our class.

To my surprise, it was Lei Ming's class 018 who finally confronted our class.

The day before the finals, Lei Ming and I went home from school together, and he was beaming all the way, "So I said earlier, we liberal arts students win by quality, and if you have a lot of people, you will lose to us. "

Before I had time to refute, he immediately sighed again, "But, Kuafu, you and Xia Zhi are my friends, and I can't bear to cheer for my class in front of you, so I won't go to watch tomorrow's game at all." , you two, do your best."

"Oh, good." I replied in a daze.

On the second day of the game, there were more spectators than the previous two games, no matter if they were from our class or 018, there were even familiar faces from other classes.After all, it was the finals, and everyone came here for a wonderful match.

The last game was exciting but also exciting, especially the unexpected and unforgettable scene at the end.

The thing is like this.

Everything went well in the first match, the strength of the two sides was equal, the score was chasing each other, similar to the last match with class 011.This way all the way to the match point, the most critical point.It was such a coincidence that the ball was still flying towards me.I also prepared early to meet the ball.

But at this moment, a girl suddenly screamed outside the arena, "Come on summer solstice! I'm optimistic about you!"

Nani?Why are you rooting for someone when I'm about to catch the ball?It's fine if you cheer for others, but why is that person Xia Zhi?

I involuntarily turned my head to look outside the arena, and there was a girl with a round face wearing glasses.

When I regained my senses, the ball had already hit my face head-on.

My eyes and nose were hit hard, and there was a burst of burning pain.My nose was sore and swollen, and I felt a hot liquid flow out of it.Liquid trickled into my mouth, a rusty smell, and trickled into my jersey, slimy.

I quickly covered my nose and looked up at the sky.

Regardless of the distance, the summer solstice is always the first to arrive.

"Quick, cover it!" He took off his jersey and pressed it to my face.Then he picked me up and ran towards the school infirmary.Before leaving, he did not forget to say, "Let the backup players come on! Try to win!"

After the school doctor briefly helped me stop the bleeding, he told us to go to the hospital for further examination and treatment.Without saying a word, Xia Zhi directly took me to the hospital on my bicycle.

After a lot of tossing, my nose was finally saved, but the bridge of my nose, which was originally quite high, would be a little shorter even after it recovered, and I was depressed for a long time because of this.

But compared to my depression, Xia Zhi's depression is not small.

Not only did our class fail to win the championship in the end, but the scene of him running with his back on campus that day with his bare upper body fell into the eyes of many people and became a hot topic of conversation for a while.

"It's okay, I'll forget about it after a while." I comforted him.

"Go away." He responded concisely and perfectly.

I couldn't help laughing, laughing so much that my nose was involved, and there was another burst of piercing pain.

"It makes you laugh, you deserve it." He gently helped me straighten the gauze that was a bit out of place on my nose, and scolded me.

"Don't let me laugh, then I will cry." I said.

"...Forget it, let's laugh," he said, "but take it easy, don't make it so big, your nose isn't healed yet."

I continued to smile lightly for a while, and then sighed: "Hey, it seems that I am still a real pig teammate."

"What's wrong with the pig teammate? You can still embrace spring, oh no, autumn." He said this, his eyes full of smiles and tenderness.

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone