rush to score

That night, when Lu Mingchuan drove Liang Xi home, Liang Xi checked his phone only to find that it was already the beginning of winter.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening, and there were very few vehicles on the road towards the city center. The car radio always liked to play old songs at these times.

He coughed lightly to break the silence and asked, "Where was the car before?"

Lu Mingchuan glanced at him strangely from the rearview mirror: "Didn't I tell you, it's too eye-catching to drive, and it's okay to drive it occasionally, how can it really be used for transportation."

Liang Xi let out an "oh" and said mercilessly: "Then why don't you take me to the garage to see if that sports car is still there?"

"..." Lu Mingchuan was silent for a moment, and then he spoke, "I called my dad just now, did you hear that?"

"Ah."

A sports car worth more than 300 million yuan happened to pay a liquidated damages of more than 300 million yuan. Liang Xi hardly needed reasoning, the truth was already in front of him.

Although it is said that money should not be mixed in the relationship, there is no doubt that when he learned that Lu Mingchuan had sold his coming-of-age gift and paid him back the liquidated damages, it was impossible for him to feel uneasy.

"Don't be so burdened, it's just a car." Lu Mingchuan said nonchalantly.

To free Liang Xi from those messy things, 300 million is worth it in his opinion.Lu Mingchuan raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, and saw Liang Xi's head bowed, revealing a circle of light-colored curls...Suddenly he wanted to reach out and touch his jet-black hair.

"I'll pay it back to you." Liang Xi spoke with difficulty, like a poor student standing at the bank counter clamoring for a large loan.

Lu Mingchuan smiled, and repeated what he said just now: "Niannian, don't be so psychologically burdened, how about this, I will wipe off the change for you... The prize money for the champion of the World Championships is exactly 300 million. If you want to pay back the money, you can take it." Come to me with a gold medal."

As the car drove all the way, Liang Xi looked at the receding neon lights outside the window. Those light spots turned into light strips one after another in the high-speed movement.

In fact, it is just an absurd fantasy. Youth is just a road that never turns back. Wherever you go, even if it is the starting point, it is also the end.

The car was parked downstairs in Liang Xi's apartment, Lu Mingchuan's side face was hidden in the shadow, he said: "If you promised us to be together, now it should be a goodnight kiss."

Liang Xi laughed, like a sneaky fox, he said good night with lowered eyes and got out of the car.

Lu Mingchuan rolled down the car window, met his smiling eyes, and couldn't figure out what Liang Xi was laughing at.

"There is no goodnight kiss, so... what are you thinking now?" Liang Xi asked.

Lu Mingchuan sighed exaggeratedly, rested his hands on the back of the seat, looked away from Liang Xi's face, and looked inexplicably lonely: "I was thinking, if only we had a time machine, we can start all over again. .”

"Then when should we go back?" Liang Xi asked again.

"...Maybe, the summer ten years ago."

At that time they had just met.

·

Ordinary days passed quickly, and the end of the year was approaching in a blink of an eye, and Bopin ushered in the first heavy snow this winter.

Outside the window was the white snow. Peng Jianxiu was standing on the training ground, holding a stainless steel thermos cup in his hand. The fog made his glasses blurred.

I don't know much about other sports. For the fencing team, when training sessions are needed, it often means the arrival of major competitions.In fact, what Peng Jianxiu is holding in his hand is the document of this World Cup, and the venue is Senhai, which is the home field of country C.

"Don't think that the World Cup is not important because it doesn't get much news. Let me tell you, as long as you can add international points, no game is unimportant!" The appearance is exactly the same as when Shu Yongfeng taught Liang Xi a lesson when he was a child... It almost makes people wonder whether the two of them are from the same school.

Liang Xi was so close that he stood there in a daze.

Seeing that they were rarely quiet and obedient together, Peng Jianxiu snorted and lowered his tone a bit: "Although turning around, the biggest World Championships next year will have group rounds, but the Olympic Games will not have enough points and rankings. don't go."

"What is the meaning of the Olympic medals to you, I won't go into too much detail. In short, the most important thing right now is to take it one step at a time, and strive for every international competition without leaving regrets, so that we can leave you. closer to our dreams.” He paused for a while, and then said, “Our country also needs a fencing medal from the Olympics.”

Fencing is an aristocratic sport that originated in Europe, but the current international arena is still a stage for Caucasians. A foreign reporter once wrote in a comment: Perhaps due to various reasons of culture or race, Asian athletes are here. In the aristocratic movement, it seems that it has always been "difficult to be elegant".

Of course, this report was later retracted due to alleged discrimination, but it caused an uproar on the Internet at the time.

Liang Xi saw this report when he was in country A. At that time, he was participating in a competition representing a private university. After reading the report, he won the championship with a big score of 15:7, but he refused to stand on the side of country A. Receive the award under the flag.

After that, Liang Xi made up his mind to return to China. From that moment on, he firmly and deeply understood that his ideal of being a champion must also be about the motherland.

In peaceful times, people seem to always transfer all kinds of contests from the battlefield to the arena. They comment on the athletes and superior sports of various countries, and take this opportunity to express a certain sense of superiority.

Liang Xi knew that Peng Jianxiu was right, country C needed a medal.

When some people try to use the title of "aristocratic movement" to satirize another nation's "difficult to be elegant", only to slap those people in the face with strength and put the gold medal under the red flag is to shut them up the best way.

At the end of the year, Lu Simiao unexpectedly announced his retirement ahead of schedule.

He posted photos of himself and the fencing team on Weibo, and published a long article, to the effect that the waves behind push the waves ahead. The new players are also strong players. After he left the national team, he has always stood with them. Together.

"I am very glad that I live in an era of tolerance. Here, my personal choice can be respected and understood by you. I have always loved fencing, but I also have another dream. I want to stand on the stage and use my identity as an actor Re-acquainted with you. Hello, my name is Lu Simiao, please give me more advice."

A long article was written provocatively. Originally, he had good attention on social platforms. As soon as this long article came out, it was immediately on the hot search list of the day. In addition to the topic of #吕司姆火军#, there is another The topic is also eye-catching#How high can the national foil team's face value be?#.

Liang Xi watched helplessly as his Weibo followers soared from double digits to [-] to [-], and he once again had a deep understanding of the power of the Internet.

Peng Jianxiu was happy to see the success of this, and patted Liang Xi and Lu Mingchuan on the shoulder seriously: "Hey, in your current situation, if you don't win a championship, you will be sorry to so many little girls."