rush to score

Liang Xi was not very good at some hands-on skills when he was young, and wrapping tape was one of them.The white tape is always disobedient in his hands, no matter how much he wraps it, it will not be smooth.

If the winding is not smooth, it is better not to wrap it.

Later, this work was taken over by Lu Mingchuan. When I went to the sword gym, sometimes I would see a ten-year-old boy sitting in a corner against the wall, holding scissors and tape, with a focused expression, looking at the sword like It's looking at something worth caring for.

Little Liang Xi always likes to squat next to Lu Mingchuan, watching his fingertips flexibly operate on the tape and sword blade, and put the brand new sword in his hand after a while.

Leung Hei will praise without hesitation, brother is really amazing.

At that time, Lu Mingchuan would have that kind of smug smile on his face, just like a majestic hero in a cartoon accepting flowers from his admirers.

Maybe Liang Xi was identified after receiving the "bouquet", Lu Mingchuan never helped other people wrap the tape.

As for the front end of Liang Xi's sword, that piece of clean white tape was always made by Lu Mingchuan, for many years, until he went to country A.

Liang Xi remembered the first time he showed his timidity about wrapping tape. A blond boy in the sword hall laughed at him loudly: "How??you?fence?if?you?'t?even?do?this ?” (If you can’t even do this, why do you play fencing?)

They laughed at Liang Xi's clumsiness, and asked him if the players in country C were so bad, they couldn't even manage their own logistics well, and they still wanted to win the game on the field.

Liang Xi blushed at what they said, and after returning home, he practiced hard against the tape until his fingertips turned red, and finally he could barely wrap a qualified sword blade.

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"Niannian, give me the sword." Seeing him standing there in a daze, Lu Mingchuan reminded him again.

Only then did Liang Xi come to his senses. He looked at the well-maintained sword in Lu Mingchuan's hand, with a piece of white tape neatly placed on the front... He always did this, intentionally or unconsciously spoiling Liang Xi just like when he was a child.

This kind of "good" makes people feel tired.

Like the carrot hanging in front of the donkey, it will never be eaten, but it will always be in front of you.Liang Xi chased his carrot around and around, but finally, because of exhaustion, he decided to turn a blind eye to the carrot.

"No, I'll do it myself later." He took two steps back, "I'm going to the locker room to change." After speaking, he turned around and left, not wanting to see Lu Mingchuan's expression, nor listening to him say.

Lu Mingchuan was obviously taken aback. He looked at Liang Xi's back in a hurry, and unconsciously frowned.

Peng Jianxiu came a little late. As soon as he entered the sword gym, he walked towards them with his hands behind his back, with the familiar smile on his face, but Luo Mao and Lu Simiao seemed to have been twisted violently. Wind up, and stand in the center of the field all at once.

I don't know why Xu Gaoyi didn't show up today. In addition, there were two substitutes from the original national team on the field, the older one was Yu Chenghui, and the younger one was Pan Rui.

The base conditions of the national team are not comparable to that of ordinary clubs. Even if they only have a few people, they still have a room with nine swords. Liang Xi stood in front of Peng Jianxiu and suddenly felt a little nervous.

Speaking of it, Peng Jianxiu always gave Liang Xi the feeling of an old fox, with a smile on his face and never revealing his thoughts.

"Today we have added two new members to the team, Liang Xi and Lu Mingchuan." Peng Jianxiu's eyes swept over the two of them, and then stayed beside them - Lu Simiao was standing very straight, but But he looked at Peng Jianxiu with a playful smile, with a baby face, it looked like he was ready to act like a baby with the elder anytime, anywhere.

To be honest, with Lu Simiao's looks and personality, it's easy to please women and elders. Liang Xi is obviously younger than him, so she doesn't consciously show a little more patience in front of him.

Peng Jianxiu rolled his eyes at him, but he was not really angry. He coughed lightly: "One more thing, we will have some personnel adjustments next year. It means that the current substitute players, or the two newcomers may enter the main draft..."

"What?!" Luo Mao was the first to speak. He looked at Peng Jianxiu in disbelief, and wondered, "Coach Peng, did you say something wrong? Why is Lu Simiao leaving?"

Speaking of which, this is indeed strange.

Lu Simiao is 19 years old this year, and he is the youngest of the three currently selected players. His career has just begun. In the past two years, his points in international competitions have been good, and he is even steadily rising.

In such a situation, how could he be the first to decide to leave the team?

Peng Jianxiu couldn't help but knocked on Lu Simiao's head again, it was obvious that he was also very reluctant to part with this seedling.

"Ouch..." Lu Simiao exclaimed a little exaggeratedly. He scratched his head, but his voice was not too loud. "We're going to shoot a commercial, and the training will definitely be delayed," he said.

Luo Mao was stunned for a while, and said "Oh", as if blaming him for not telling him, he punched Lu Simiao hard on the back.

This situation of Lu Simiao has not been uncommon in the sports world in recent years. After many sports athletes become popular, they will choose to develop on the screen.Although Liang Xi didn't think he would make the same choice as Lu Simiao, Lu Simiao's approach was actually correct.

Competitive competition, eating a youthful meal, putting in countless sweats, but the final glory is often only in the early teens and early 20s, and the money rewards are also small, so from the perspective of personal development, Lu Simiao's choice No problem at all.

Peng Jianxiu coughed: "Okay, I'll talk about the other transfers later... Lu Simiao, let me tell you, you have one more day to stay here, so you can give me solid training, don't think that I will take care of you if you leave I can't live with you."

"Yes, Coach Peng!" Lu Simiao replied with great enthusiasm.

"Go, practice physical fitness today, hurry up and get on the treadmill next door." Peng Jianxiu clapped his hands twice, quite resolutely.

Liang Xi was hesitating what to do when he was wearing a heavy sword suit, when Lu Simiao grabbed him from the side: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go."

"Ah, just wear this?" Liang Xi was a little confused.

In the past, when he trained for physical fitness, he basically wore short-sleeved sword pants. When he thought of wearing such a heavy and stuffy protective clothing for physical fitness, Liang Xi felt guilty for a while.

Peng Jianxiu heard his words, and asked with a smile: "Are you wearing a sword suit or short sleeves on the field?"

"...Sword suit."

"That's it, let's go! The air conditioner was turned on for you just now, so it won't be hot!"

not hot...

That is impossible.

Liang Xi had only been running on the treadmill for a while, and he felt his physical strength was obviously declining. His clothes were soaked through, and a few strands of hair on his forehead were sticking to his forehead in embarrassment.

The treadmill is really a cold machine, regardless of Liang Xi's fatigue at the moment, it runs at a uniform speed and emits bursts of buzzing.

Liang Xi felt as if a fire was suffocating in his chest, making his internal organs hot and stuffy, his head was empty, and he tried not to think about the soreness in his leg—he finally understood why Peng Jianxiu looked so good-tempered, Luo Mao and Lu Simiao still seemed to be afraid of him.

"Speed ​​up, uphill."

The command was transmitted to Liang Xi's ears like the sound of a demon urging him to die. He tried hard to inhale the oxygen in the air, trying to relieve his oppressed chest.

Physical fitness has always been Liang Xi's weakness.

The requirements for club teaching in this area are not as high as those of the sports school system. Liang Xi has always been lazy since he was a child, and he has always escaped from physical training when he can.

It was only his first day in the team, and Peng Jianxiu gave him a blow...

Liang Xi gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand to increase the speed on the treadmill.

Holding a blue clip, Peng Jianxiu wrote and drew on it with a pen. He didn't know what he was recording. He walked to Liang Xi's place and pressed a few times on his slope mercilessly.

"Coach..." Liang Xi's voice was weak, and he yelled as if begging for mercy.

Peng Jianxiu pushed what looked like presbyopic glasses on his face: "I've seen your offensive explosive power drop significantly in the last few strikes, which is a typical sign of poor physical fitness. You need this first... If you can't hold on, tell me."

"Yes." Liang Xi gritted his teeth, thinking that the first day of training must not make people feel that he can't bear hardships.

As time passed, Liang Xi felt that the air in his chest was getting less and less, and his mind was in a trance for a moment. He staggered twice to stabilize his figure.

Lu Mingchuan was on the treadmill next to him. He was in better condition than him, but not much better...Peng Jianxiu really wanted to give the two newbies a hard time. Liang Xi knew that the slope of the treadmill between himself and Lu Mingchuan was higher than others Then some.

"Niannian, are you feeling unwell?" Lu Mingchuan turned his head to see what was wrong, Liang Xi's face turned pale, and his lips were tightly pursed, withered and purple from lack of moisture.

Liang Xi opened his mouth: "I didn't... ah!" As soon as the words came out, his foot slipped!

Lu Mingchuan quickly jumped off the treadmill next to him to catch his body that rolled off the track, but the inertia left by running on the treadmill for a long time made Lu Mingchuan unable to maintain his balance.

Both fell to the ground.