Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

On the west side of the rostrum of the playground, the sports team office.

Lu Weiming stood beside the large desk, and in front of him was Coach Chang who was studying his team application form and past transcripts.

Chang Shuhai himself is a sports major, and he has led so many special sports classes. He has trained countless students with sports specialties, so even though he is the head teacher of the special sports class, the teachers and students in the No. [-] Middle School are still used to calling him A regular coach.

Coach Chang is in his early forties, with a slightly darker complexion and a strong build. It looks like he has built a good foundation through years of sports. Coupled with a serious expression, when he is sullen and silent, he has the posture of a famous teacher.

He glanced at the application form and put it down again, but read the sports report card that Lu Weiming brought over several times.

"That's right. When I was in junior high school, my best time in the 100-meter run was under 11 seconds. This result is basically a second-level standard." Due to professional characteristics, seeing such "good seedlings" Coach Chang has always been stern." There was also a rare smile on the famous teacher's face.

"However, your training performance is off the mark." Coach Chang looked up at Lu Weiming, and suddenly said: "Oh, you sit down first, what are you doing like a telegraph pole, bring a chair."

"it is good."

It may be the commonality of sports students. Lu Weiming, like the group of physiques who just had a fight, has always had an inexplicable feeling of awe and closeness to the coach. After listening to Coach Chang, he is honest. He went to the side and brought a chair over, and sat down properly.

Coach Chang continued what he just said: "Your grades are out of gear. You have basically never participated in formal training after graduating from junior high school. You are a sophomore this year, so what did you do in your first year?"

Lu Weiming thought about it, and decided to tell the truth: "The original school didn't have any special sports students, nor did it have a training team, so basically it's just... just dawdling."

Coach Chang glanced at him and smiled: "Is it a private high school?"

"Well... yes." Lu Weiming was also happy.

"What athletes are most afraid of is that there will be intervals during the training period, because muscles and body functions have inertial memory. If you stop training for a year, it is not easy to return to the original level. It will be even more difficult if you want to improve yourself." Coach Chang didn't beat around the bush, and said it directly.

Lu Weiming nodded and said, "I know, but although I haven't had the opportunity to train this year, I have never stopped physical training. I usually train myself."

"Train yourself?" Coach Chang seemed to find this statement quite interesting, and said with a smile: "That's different, and each stage has its own training method... How about this, the team will train this afternoon. You come here first, practice for a while, find out your status, and I will give you a test and evaluation after a while to see what level you are practicing after a year, how about it?"

Lu Weiming thought for a while and said, "Okay, then coach... I'm just joining the team?"

Coach Chang put his application form and transcript together, stuffed it into the team folder, and said, "You don't call Teacher Chang, you call the coach directly, and ask me if I'm in the team? Don't worry about me. !"

Besides, such a good seed, as a professional coach, it is naturally impossible for him to slip away.

Lu Weiming grinned grinningly: "I'm just waiting for your words!"

After he finished speaking, he stood up, restrained his smile a little bit, and rarely took a bit of seriousness in his usual carefree expression: "Coach, no matter what my personal evaluation level is, I like the training ground and the plastic track. It's true, it can't be fake. , so, in the future, please encourage and support me a lot!"

Coach Chang was stunned for a moment, then laughed, then turned to the other physical education teachers beside him and said, "Did you hear me, it's because of me!"

A young male teacher said: "It's a good thing, this kid looks like a seedling with young roots, like the material for eating sports in the future!"

Lu Weiming also smiled, and the boulder that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground steadily.

The September sun was neither arrogant nor impetuous. It shone on the glass window of the office of the sports team. Inside the glass window was a youthful and unruly smile, which was even hotter than the sun.

Under the corner of the wall outside the glass window, Xu Peng and several other boys in the special training class kept bowing their waists and listening to the movement in the office with their ears pricked up.

"I'm such an idiot. I heard from the coach that he was asked to join the team for training this afternoon."

"You're already in the team? You didn't even have to do the personal assessment before training?"

"Seems to be......"

"Why the fuck!"

"I don't know... I didn't hear clearly... It seems to be training first, and then doing it after the test... Fuck. Don't fuck me, just put it on me in a while Squeeze in through the wall, I fucking..."

"——Hello." A moderate voice interrupted the whispers eavesdropped through the window.

A few people in the corner of the wall heard the key part, and when they were suddenly interrupted by the cold voice, they were startled and shivered at the same frequency. When they looked up, they saw Shaou standing not far from them, leaning against the wall , looking down at them expressionlessly.

"Fuck!" Several people shouted angrily at the same time.

Sha Ou was leaning against the corner of the wall, half of his body was hidden under the light and shadow, his side face exposed to the sun was white and transparent like frost and snow, and his whole body exuded an aura as cold as bamboo and jade.

The old and new grudges were multiplied immediately, Xu Peng waited for less than half a second, and rushed towards Sha Ou while yelling: "How dare you fucking..."

"Shout." Sha Ou nodded at him, and interrupted him with the same tone: "Keep shouting, louder, it's best for your coach to hear too."

Xu Peng held back the second half of his words in an instant.

Sha Ou raised his eyes and glanced at the glass window, and saw Lu Weiming standing there, not knowing what he was talking to Coach Chang, he frowned, turned his head and said to Xu Peng and those other people, "I want to find me." Trouble, right here."

Without looking at anyone after speaking, he turned around and walked towards the old equipment room on the west side of the playground.

A few of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and followed silently.

The equipment room on the playground is an old house, which was originally used to store all kinds of balls and some sponge pads used by students in physical education classes.In the past two years, Fengyu No. [-] Middle School built two new rooms next to the office of the sports team as new equipment rooms, and purchased a new batch of sports equipment to put them in. The original old equipment room became a "special post" , has become a special place for body specials to store training equipment.

The old equipment room is located on the west side behind the rostrum of the playground. This place is already remote, and it is labeled as "specially used for physical fitness". Therefore, under normal circumstances, no students will set foot in this area.

Sha Ou stood in front of the door of the old equipment room and asked Xu Peng, "Do you have the key?"

Xu Peng sneered, with disdain on his face: "What's the matter, I'm afraid people will see you being beaten and hurt your self-esteem, so I have to go in and set up a special seat for you!"

Sha Ou understood that this meant that he couldn't get in, so he didn't talk nonsense, so he went straight to the point and said: "How can this matter be over? Apologize, or fight?"

He didn't want to waste his limited school time on such meaningless entanglements.

Xu Peng and the others didn't seem to expect him to be so straightforward. After a half-second of stunned, they put on a posture of a social youth, and said maliciously: "Apologizing depends on your sincerity, and being beaten To what extent?"

Sha Ou rolled his eyelids, and said quietly: "Don't even think about apologizing. If you hit someone, I will fight back."

"Then why are you talking nonsense!" Xu Peng immediately exploded when he heard it, and waved at the three people behind him: "Fuck it!"

Sha Ou turned his head abruptly, avoiding Xu Peng's first punch, grabbed his wrist and gave him a hard push. After pushing him a few steps away, he stretched out the hem of his shirt from his school uniform and trousers. Then he untied the two buttons of the collar slowly, and said: "Let's say it first, a fight is fine, but after the fight is over, it's over, don't come to trouble me again, and don't fight other irrelevant things human mind."

Xu Peng missed a blow, and his anger had reached its peak. At this time, he heard Sha Ou warn him in a tone of "Your father taught you", the sparks in his heart had already burned to the top of his head, and as soon as he stood firmly on his feet, he turned around and ran again. Follow the sand gull to swing up his fist.

However, Sha Ou's movements were faster and more stable than his. He rushed over almost the moment he finished speaking the last word.

From the first year of junior high school to the second year of high school, Sha Ou had fought countless fights outside the school, single-handedly or in groups. From his nearly five years of actual combat experience, he summed up a truth that there are three elements in fighting: one is fast, the other is hard, and the third is not.

Here "don't" has two meanings, don't be afraid, and don't die.

So no matter if he is 13 or 17 years old, no matter what kind of situation, as long as he encounters a fight that must be fought, he must be one step faster than the opponent, and he must be more fearless and fearless than the opponent. one.

Silent and ruthless, just like the cold and lonely life he has walked alone all these years.

Don't be afraid of the hardships of life, don't give in to the hardships of life, study desperately, work desperately, and be tough with this fucking fate.

The boy is not a copper-skinned iron-framed boy, but he never takes a step back.

A fight that doesn't stop until someone lies down.

So when Lu Weiming came out of the coach's office and ran to the door of the old equipment room at lightning speed, what he saw was this scene——

The four specials headed by Xu Peng were covering their lower abdomen in almost the same posture, rolling and moaning on the ground.

Standing next to them was Shaou, with blood dripping from his left phalanx, his face was gloomy and watery, and his eyes were full of gloom.

There are still a few footprints of spiked shoes on his school trousers, and there seems to be a hole near his mouth.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Sha Ou panted slightly and turned around, raised his hand, and wiped away the bright red from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.

Lu Weiming: "..."

I may be blind.