Needle tip pressing wheat mango

Only the arm with the brachial, foot, and brain was taken off, and it was put back neatly by the side.

In just such a short moment, Ling Xiao was like a young instructor, tall and straight like a pine tree, and handsome like a poplar, but there was an ice knife hidden in his slightly narrowed eyes, and he cut me up and down, as if he could say a sentence at any time: "Soldier, didn't you want to attract my attention, congratulations, you succeeded."

Zhang Ting said: "It's okay, Qiao Mai said that he has something to do next Wednesday, and asked if he should do the hygiene with him instead."

I was about to nod my head, when I saw Ling Xiao glanced at me: "Okay." The sound of the ice cubes hitting the glass with the incomprehensible air of the cold wind sweeping the fallen leaves said: "You and I will change."

I'm tongue-tied, what the hell are you doing? !

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiao looked at me with neither salty nor indifferent eyes, "You don't want to change with me?"

I felt powerless, so I could only say "yes" dejectedly.

Ling Xiao nodded, took two steps forward, and looked back at me: "Be happy, or it will look like I'm bullying you."

I had no choice but to smile dryly at him, watching Ling Xiao leave without a smile on his back.

...and force me to be happy?Do I still have to dance and dance before you are satisfied?

The plan didn't work out, and I had to hurry up and clean up, or I'd be left with leftovers before I rushed to the cafeteria.Although the training hall is large, Lao Hu's request is only to pack up the equipment and mop the floor. It is OK to mop the floor. At my speed, 10 minutes is enough.

I pushed an old-fashioned flat mop with a width of one meter from one end of the training hall to the other, and then turned it back. The efficiency was so high that it flew up, but this flat mop was too old, and the hair was bald, and it scraped on the ground" The creaking sound, like scraping a blackboard with chalk, made me get goosebumps all over my body.

Zhang Ting and I were in charge of half of the floor, and most of the work on my side was completed. I looked up and wiped my sweat, only to see that his side had just started.

When I saw him procrastinating, he stopped, frowned and lowered his head to move his fingers.

Is there any injury?As I walked over, I saw a bloody gash on my index finger, which was wet with water, and the fingertip was dyed light red.In training, bumps and bumps are unavoidable. It is not uncommon for fencing team members to have such small cuts in their hands, but athletes still have to be careful with their wounds. If the wounds are not well treated and affect training, the gains outweigh the losses.

I found a Band-Aid from my backpack and gave it to him. Zhang Ting took it and said "thank you" in a low voice.I went back and picked up the flat mop again: "You too, take care of the injuries on your hands first, what if you get infected and inflamed? ... Hey, don't procrastinate over there, I'll do the rest!"

Zhang Ting didn't respond to me, and slowed down to drag the ground.I stopped and looked at him, but I didn't expect that he looked like a handsome boy, but he was quite tough in his bones.

But in the end I did half of it for him.Zhang Ting, who kept his head buried when our mops met, was still a little surprised. He looked up at me, and I shrugged: "Okay, I'm done, let's go to the cafeteria!"

Zhang Ting was silent for a while, then looked at the huge training hall: "It seems that the procrastination is a bit sloppy..."

"Whatever." I put the backpack on my back, "Old Hu wants us to pack up the utensils and mop the floor, it's 'mopping', it's not mopping clean, that's fine, let's go."

Old Hu, whose full name is Hu Bingyao, is the coach of our fencing team and the leader of the fencing team. He is a big man. He has led our fencing team to achieve success in international competitions. He was also my idol when he was young. But now... It is said that there used to be a special person in charge of cleaning the training base, and since he took office, we have been asked to do the cleaning ourselves.I suggested at that time that it is difficult for the national team to understand, why not let the whole team pool money to buy a sweeping robot. Those who agreed raised their hands, but Lao Hu stared at him coldly. From then on, I knew that this big man was not a good person. Son.Sure enough, after that, he tossed us twice in three days and played with the fencing team. Make up for his regrets many years ago.

"The coach is also for our own good." Zhang Ting said, "Cleaning the training hall can calm the mind after a tiring day."

He said the exact words of Lao Hu, and I dismissed them: "Come on, every time I finish cleaning, my mind becomes more restless. How can I be calm?"

"...For you, you don't feel this kind of necessity." Zhang Ting said behind me.

I was puzzled, and turned around: "Why can't I feel it?"

Zhang Ting didn't answer, and suddenly asked when he went downstairs: "Do you think I can participate in the Olympic Games next year?"

"It's possible for anyone to be selected for the national team." I said.

"But the sword team already has you and Ling Xiao."

When Zhang Ting said it abruptly, I realized that I hadn't taken my mind off what I said just now.I have been training at the Zishan base for more than a month. Everyone trains and eats meat together every day. No one has asked this question, and I have never thought about it deeply. But it is limited, and I will get the admission ticket in the end... Although I don't want to think so, I also think it will be me and Ling Xiao.

"Isn't there still a team competition? We still have places for the team competition." I said.

Zhang Ting showed a wry smile: "There are only four places in the team competition."

One of the four is a substitute.I looked at the back of Zhang Ting walking downstairs past me, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I always imagined that I was standing on the podium of the Olympic champion, with Ling Xiao standing on the right, or that I could be with Lao Qi, Gao Dapang and the others. Against strong teams such as Russia and Hungary, but I don't know if I can still see them on the field at that time.Competitive competition is so cruel.

I shook my head and didn't think about it any more. For the time being, eating is the most important thing.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, Lao Qi and Gao Dapang were already there wiping their mouths and preparing to leave the table. When they saw me coming in, they waved to me. I walked over and put down my backpack and ran to the dining window.

"Sister Yuan! Did you save the lion's head for me?"

Sister Yuan is big, and she is very majestic when she handles the spoon. She glanced at me with disgust, and pushed out the plate inside. The soup in the plate was watery, and only the last two golden beef lion heads remained: "Come here when you come back." Come here next time by yourself, the national team won’t give you any special treatment.”

"Thank you, sister Yuan! I can't help it, I was selected for the national sweeping team!"

I sat down with a plate and looked at the last two lion heads. They were indeed the ones that were picked out, and they were crooked. Picking one up with chopsticks, I immediately felt the lack of weight.

Seeing me weighing meatballs on a spoon, Lao Qi sprayed me: "If you are recruited by the national team, you will go bankrupt!"

I took away this short-sighted meatball and thought convincedly, the people in my big fencing team really don’t have good eyesight, even the lion’s head won’t give me a little fatter.

While drinking the soup, I caught a glimpse of Ling Xiao sitting next to us. This guy is used to sitting by the window by himself.Beautiful men by the windows are naturally picturesque, especially a beautiful man like Ling Xiao, when I sit in front of any window, I seem to be able to see the scenery of "the window contains the snow of Xiling Qianqiu". Eating with this scenery, I feel really beautiful and delicious.It's a pity that this young hero has an aura of not getting close to strangers, if you dare to provoke him, if he keeps him backhanded, he will slap you with a sword.

I saw Ling Xiao concentrating on lowering his head, thinking that he was thinking about something on his mind, but upon closer inspection, he turned out to be picking fishbone!Ling Shaoxia doesn't seem to be very good at eating fish. It takes a long time to pick fish bones when putting a piece of fish in a bowl. No wonder I have cleaned up the training hall, and Ling Xiao is still working hard here to pick fish bones.If you don't know how to eat fish, you can eat something else, such as my big lion head, why do you have to fight with fish?I saw that it took Ling Xiao a long while to finally get a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth carefully. Hahahaha, isn't that very satisfying?

"Why are you smirking?" Lao Qi asked me.

Over there Ling Xiao raised his eyes vigilantly, and I quickly put my head down to fight the lion's head.

Not long after, Ling Xiao finally stood up and planned to leave, but he only ate one side of the whole plate of fish on the table, and I couldn't help muttering: "It's too wasteful..."

Gao Dapang said with a "cut" sound: "People eat so much in one meal, thanks to you paying attention to him all day long, why doesn't he leave half of it there?"

real or fake?I looked back at the fish that had been carefully picked in half. It was too picky. How did he grow taller than me after eating so little?

Lao Qi teased me: "Want to eat? Don't you always say that you are not full and lack oil and water?"

It's a joke, why should I eat what people don't want, I'm not so delicious, okay?

But having said that, it is really unbearable to eat only half of the food. I have never had leftovers since I was a child, and my good virtues have been maintained to this day.I wondered if I could talk to him one day, and I must remind him kindly that it is not easy for the country to train us. Sister Yuan is so fat, and it is even more difficult to cook a plate of fish in the kitchen. Saving is a virtue. You If you really can't finish eating, you can find someone to eat with you~

Gao Dapang curled his lips: "If you can't finish eating, you don't take it away, and you wait for someone to clean it up for him. If you learn a Western sword, you really consider yourself a nobleman?"

I corrected him: "The saber is a knight's sword, what does it have to do with nobles? Besides, you have a grudge against Ling Xiao, why do you always treat him so bitterly?"

"I can't stand him always being against you."

Am I relying on this not to create rumors about my national team? "Where did he not deal with me?"

"Then why doesn't he take a photo with you?"

Ow!It was as if I had been stabbed in the ribs, and the lion's head was smashed with a chopstick: "There will be a group photo!"

Back in the dormitory, I opened Weibo as a habit, and the comments exploded again. Half of the comments were asking why I didn’t post a photo today, and half were asking why I never saw your PO and Ling Xiao.