Knot while the fire

carry on

1.

"What's the reason again this time??!" Qian Shao looked at the new wound on Lu Yuan's face, and asked again in an angry but helpless tone.

"Maybe it's been raining this week and I'm in a bad mood." Lu Yuan's voice didn't fluctuate at all, calm like a pool of stagnant water.

"I beat you because of the rain?!" Qian Shao wanted to shout with a loudspeaker, "Is this his own?!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately fell silent, as if he realized that what he said was a bit inappropriate, "I didn't mean that, I just... oh"

"En." Lu Yuan patted his shoulder.

"You occasionally...resist for a while." Qian Shao frowned in disapproval. As a teammate, he has a really good temper, or in other words, he has no temper at all. It's not like the reaction a 15-year-old child should have.

When Lu Yuan heard a certain key word, he was in a daze for a moment, and murmured, "No..."

But the voice is too small, even I can't hear clearly.

"What did you just say?" Qian Shao asked.

"It's nothing." Lu Yuan immediately returned to normal, "Practice."

"Damn!" Qian Shao bowed his head and cursed.

"Be careful when the coach hears and punishes you."

Qian Shao fell silent.

The coach has a lot of things to do, and when he hears these boys spit out a dirty word, he will change his face, and if it is serious, he can train you to the ground.

Before taking two steps, Qian Shao realized something was wrong, frowned and held Lu Yuan back, "Where are you taking pictures?"

Lu Yuan looked at him and said nothing.

"Fuck..." Qian Shao couldn't hold back again.

Lu Yuan didn't feel it. This happened more than once, but this time it's a pity. The racket was assembled by the coach who personally took him to choose the materials to welcome him into the team. It feels good, so it was broken by his father. , I wonder if the coach will be angry.

2.

"Lu Yuan, 15 years old, right-handed horizontal shot, all-around type, fast attack with main spin."

Lu Yuan looked at the person in front of him blankly. For strangers who appeared on the court, Lu Yuan always followed the principle of ignoring them, if the person didn't come to him.

"My name is Qin Huo, remember?" Qin Huo folded his arms with both hands, "A fight?"

Honestly, don't remember.

But Lu Yuan chose to ignore this question, and simply refused, "No."

"Scared?" Qin Huo squinted his eyes, his tone full of provocation.

The team members who watched the theater gasped when they heard this.

Just because Lu Yuan doesn't know Qin Huo doesn't mean that other people don't know him.

The two people who received the most attention in the just-concluded table tennis league were the champion Lu Yuan, and the second runner-up Qin Huo who was expected by the audience to be most sure of winning the championship.

In the last match, Lu Yuan won the gold medal with a landslide victory. Qin Huo, who won the silver medal, was not present when the award was presented. Later, he heard that he was admitted to the hospital after the match.

Now that the two are facing each other again, everyone around them can't hold back their curiosity, wanting to see what will happen.

"You are not better than me, just wait here until you want to compare with me." Qin Huo approached again, "Unless you admit that your skills are inferior to others, and you admit that you are a bad player."

Lu Yuan looked at the approaching face, took two steps back, took a racket from the table next to him, and walked towards the table.

"Just one round." Lu Yuan said.

"Two out of three games." Qin Huo pressed his shoulder.

"casual."

So boring, this man.

3.

The game ended, 2:1, Qin Huo won.

"I lost." Lu Yuan said.

Qin Huo supported the table with both hands, panting heavily due to excessive exercise, his eyes were red with tears swirling inside.

He hammered the table hard, then raised his head.

In the next second, he appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

He tightly gripped Lu Yuan's collar, "You can catch that ball."

"I can't handle it." Lu Yuan said.

"You fart!" Qin Huo's hand strengthened a bit, "Why don't you fucking catch it!"

"You read it wrong."

"You let the ball go." Qin Huo said.

Lu Yuan put down the racket, the wound on his body was torn open just now when he was playing, and he felt a little pain, "No."

"You..." Qin Huo was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of Lu Yuan's racket out of the corner of his eye, and felt his anger rush to its peak, "You're fucking humiliating me."

Lu Yuan fell to the ground, accompanied by the sound of the door being slammed shut.

The moment Lu Yuan fell to the ground, he finally remembered that he had indeed seen this person in the backstage of the league. After the end, he stood in front of the window not far from him, staring in the direction of the stadium for a long time.

4.

What kind of expression is that?

The vocabulary of sports students is a little lacking, Lu Yuan can't describe it, but he feels that if he is a top student, he still can't describe it, his empathy ability is too poor.

Probably... Lu Yuan raised his head, and his pace slowed down, probably like now.

Lu Yuan looked at Qin Huo in front of him. It was a holiday this week. When he walked to the downstairs door of the community, he heard the sound of arguing from upstairs. Lu Yuan raised his head, and something fell from the top of his head. flash aside.

Although it was only 0.1 second, he felt that his cold sweat was left like a torrential rain in an instant.

He ran out of the community, and then saw Qin Huo in the square.

He was very surprised that he still remembered the man's name, maybe because that expression made him think about it for days.

Qin Huo sat on a bench by the side of the square, staring blankly at the table tennis table directly in front of him.

Lu Yuan stopped in his tracks, but was called out before turning around.

"Eh."

Lu Yuan sighed inwardly, and looked at him.

"You didn't go home either?" Qin Huo said with a smile, his tone didn't sound like a question, but rather a statement of fact.

Lu Yuan didn't speak.

"Half for you?" Qin Huo moved to the side.

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then sat down.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Huo asked him.

Lu Yuan rubbed his stomach and wanted to shake his head.

"I have hamburgers here, do you want to eat them? I bought them for two." Qin Huo turned sideways, and Lu Yuan saw a pile of McDonald's packages beside him.

He nodded.

5.

The hamburger is delicious, but it may also be the reason why I am too hungry.

The two of them sat on the bench for half an hour, and finished eating two chicken leg burgers, two cod burgers, two bags of chips, three chicken wings, two chicken legs, plus two cups of Coke and three skewers of chicken.

"It's killing me." Qin Huo leaned back on the bench.

Lu Yuan didn't speak, he looked at the time and it was still early, and he still had nothing to do except take a walk in the square.

The two sat blankly, only the two men on the ping-pong table not far away were left playing.

"The backhand is too soft." Qin Huo said.

"The forehand isn't much better." Lu Yuan also said.

"The foot on the right moves like an old lady doing a square dance."

"The eye and hand on the left seem to have just grown out."

Qin Huo glanced at him, "Aren't you pretty good at talking?"

Lu Yuan glanced at him and didn't speak.

"Do you have any plans for this holiday?" Qin Huo asked.

Lu Yuan said, "No."

"Play with me." Qin Huo said, "It doesn't need to be much, just two hours a day is enough, and it's not necessary after the holiday."

6.

"Drink a soda, please."

Lu Yuan was still sitting on the bench waiting for Qin Huo. In fact, he had no other place to go. He hadn't gone home for five days and stayed with the proprietress of the small hotel all day.

He was afraid to see his father and mother.

Every day he would come and sit an hour earlier, doing nothing, he was used to being alone in a daze.

Qin Huo did come over every evening, neither early nor late.

Lu Yuan took the soda in Qin Huo's hand, unscrewed the cap and took a sip. It was already getting colder, and now he drank it only to feel freezing.

"Hit?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Wait a minute." Qin Huo took out his schoolbag and threw the things on Lu Yuan, who subconsciously caught them.

"Use this." Qin Huo said, "Throw away that broken racket quickly. Did you get a piece of wood from somewhere and come directly to beat it?"

Lu Yuan smiled. He got that racket from the proprietress's store. It is said that he paid a huge sum of ten yuan to buy it cruelly, but the ball he gave was broken by the snare drum.

"You can use it, if you don't like it, you can adjust it." Qin Huo took another business card, "Just call the number here, and you don't need to pay."

7.

It was really smooth, Lu Yuan played very happily.

"Forehand fast attack."

"Left turn."

"Spin right."

"..."

"Aren't you fucking happy walking me?" Qin Huo was already panting from exhaustion in less than two hours this time.

"Is it obvious?" Lu Yuan smiled and hit him a gentle short ball.

Qin Huo grabbed the ball with his hands and threw it over, "Obviously, this is the first time in so many days that you laugh so much that people want to beat you up."

After the end, the two slumped on the chair.

"Please drink water." Lu Yuan handed over the mineral water in his hand.

Qin Huo took it and gulped it down a few big gulps. The two of them watched the sunset slowly go down. This was the last day of their vacation, and neither of them said to leave first.

"Are you planning to join the national team in the future?" Qin Huo asked.

"I don't know." Lu Yuan said.

"I don't know?" Qin Huo was quite surprised, "What do you want to do in the future?"

Lu Yuan thought for an answer, "Go to school, play ball."

"Nonsense." Qin Huo sighed, "Forget it, which school do you want to go to?"

"Tsing University, the Physical Academy." Lu Yuan said, "It's close."

"Your reason will make others hear you and beat you." Qin Huo smiled, "It's just one sentence that people have worked so hard to let you go."

Lu Yuan smiled and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Did your hand hurt?" Lu Yuan asked suddenly.

Qin Huo didn't deny it, "Did you see it?"

"You can break fast, but it's a bit affected by the injury." Lu Yuan said.

He also wanted to say that it's not a big problem to raise him well, but he didn't say it.

After drinking, Qin Huo threw the bottle into the trash can, stretched his waist, "Yeah, so I'm not going to play table tennis anymore."

Lu Yuan didn't react and was stunned.

"Of course, it's not just because of this reason." Qin Huo said, "There are many, many other reasons."

"Actually, that league match was my last match." Qin Huo smiled, "That's why... such a big reaction, I'm sorry."

Lu Yuan was silent for a long time before opening his mouth, "Is it because of me?"

"Huh?" Qin Huo was taken aback.

"Because I won first place." Lu Yuan said.

Qin Huo reacted and smiled, "Lu Yuan, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"I lost the game because my skills were not in place, and it has something to do with you." Qin Huo said, "Why do you take everything on yourself?"

Lu Yuan didn't make a sound.

"Many reasons." Lu Yuan asked after a while, "What is it?"

"How can I explain clearly." Qin Huo looked up at the moon that had already come out, "There are so many unsatisfactory things in this world. If you think about it, even having a toothache in the morning is the reason."

Lu Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Huo saw it more clearly than he did.

"What about you?" Qin Huo asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

"I've eaten too much this morning." Lu Yuan said.

The two laughed for a long time.

"Do you like playing ball?" Qin Huo asked.

"I don't know." Lu Yuan said.

He couldn't answer this question, he really didn't know, he didn't remember anything except playing ball, and he didn't know how to make a comparison.

8.

"I'm leaving." Qin Huo stood up and said, "Thank you for playing with me."

"You're welcome." Lu Yuan said, "I wish you all the best."

"Thank you." Qin Huo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Then I wish you can find someone who always makes you as happy as before."

The author has something to say: I don’t know much about table tennis, and I’m at a half-baked level. If there are some wrong or wrong words in the article, please forgive me for your understanding.

Preview: The next article is after the two of them work~

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