Lingering heart palpitations

Bai Qinglang was called to the office by the head teacher.

"You take this," the head teacher handed over a piece of something.

Bai Qinglang glanced down and breathed a sigh of relief—it was a registration form for the National Mathematics Competition.

The head teacher sat on his office chair, turned his body around to face him, and pointed at the registration form, "I left it for you, when I was sorting out the list of competition forms just now, I didn't see your name, why didn't you sign up?" ?”

Different from the fierceness when he shouted at the classmates just now, when he spoke to Bai Qinglang, he was very gentle.

Bai Qinglang tilted his head, glanced at a figure in the office from the corner of his eye, and said casually, "The registration fee is 50, which is too expensive, so I don't want to pay it." In fact, it was because participating in this national competition would take up time during the winter vacation. He didn't want to spend most of the winter vacation studying questions.

Standing in front of the desk in another corner of the office was a figure in a beige down jacket, very familiar, it was Yu Ran.

She also held a form in her hand.

The teacher in charge didn't notice his distraction, and continued to say to him, "Expensive? I've already paid the money for you, and you must participate...Just now Mathematics Teacher Liu specifically asked you to participate, Such a good seed cannot be wasted."

"Oh..." Bai Qinglang still didn't want to go.

"What are you thinking..." The head teacher followed his gaze.

With a flash of inspiration, Bai Qinglang asked, "Mr. Xu, do you still have the registration form for the physics competition?"

"Yes, yes..." The head teacher frowned, a little puzzled, "Although your physics grades are good, they are not top-notch—why do you want that..." The head teacher teaches physics, Very clear about his physics grades.

"I want to sign up!" Bai Qinglang said firmly, then took out his wallet, and took out a one hundred piece from it, "This is the registration fee for two subjects."

"..." Didn't you think it was too expensive just now? "Do you want to think about it again? Do you think the physics competition is easy? Those questions..." Although he said so, he still opened the drawer and took out a form.

"Don't think about it," Bai Qinglang interrupted, "I just didn't attend lectures and didn't study hard before. Now it's no problem to work hard and get an award."

"Your tone is... what?!" The homeroom teacher's eyes widened, "You didn't listen in class, so what are you doing in my class!"

Bai Qinglang picked up the registration form for the physics competition with quick eyes and hands, and slipped away quickly, "Thank you teacher, I'm going back to study physics!"

As soon as he closed the office door, Bai Qinglang saw Yu Ran going out first.

Yu Ran heard the sound of the door closing behind him, and turned her head subconsciously, and the two of them met their eyes.

Bai Qinglang's mind was blank, and he couldn't remember any of the pickup techniques and opening lines that he usually collected on some huhu.

It was Yu Ran who spoke first.

She took a step closer, looked at the registration form in his hand, "You also want to participate in the competition."

"Well, yes." Bai Qinglang nodded, and looked at her, it was indeed the registration form for the physics competition.

"Huh..." Yu Ran's expression changed, his expression was a little strange, "Are you still going to participate in the math competition?"

Bai Qinglang noticed her expression, "Yes, I'm actually better at math, and I'm not so good at physics."

"Oh..." Yu Ran nodded, and suddenly asked, "How good is it?"

"Mathematics?"

"Um"

"If you don't forget to fill in the machine to read the card, you can basically get full marks..." He replied honestly, "But sometimes points will be deducted for steps."

"..." The expression on Yu Ran's face suddenly turned into awe and disbelief, as if he just said something completely impossible.

Bai Qinglang read something from her eyes, ".......Aren't you good at math?"

"Yeah" she nodded.

"How bad is it?" Bai Qinglang thought she was being modest. In his impression, people who are good at physics are generally not bad at mathematics, such as the afterglow.

"When you play steadily, you can score 70 points in the test." Yu Ran explained with a guilty face.

The full score is 150.

"..." Well, she is indeed not humble...... Bai Qinglang raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder. He wanted to say, "It's okay, brother will teach you." But the words When he reached his mouth, he met those clean almond eyes, and his original words turned into a sentence, "It's okay, you are only a freshman."

In Saturday's ball game, they scored 43 goals and won 38:[-]. Calculated in this way, they won all the previous [-] group matches, and they only need to score [-] goals tomorrow. It is almost a certainty to qualify.

After the game was over, the two teams met at the barbecue restaurant where they were eating.

There are also many players who know each other in the two teams, and they call each other brothers and make a fuss while eating.

There is still a match between the two sides tomorrow, everyone didn't order any wine, and suddenly they chatted about the Ninth Middle School that Xu Zixin and the others will play tomorrow.

"Hey, I heard that they forfeited when they played against you?" Chen Hao from the school team asked.

"Forget it," Zhang Xing, the school team from the No. [-] Middle School, was tall and burly, clumsily grilling meat, and explained, "Forget it, they were an hour late, so they just abstained."

"How was the score determined?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xing's face turned ugly, "The verdict is 2-0."

"??" When he said this, the others were also taken aback.

"Shouldn't the sentence be 20-0? And the ranking will be directly moved to the last place." Xu Zixin almost choked on the tea, "What kind of backstage, that's okay."

Their group stage is based on a point system, with two points for a win and one point for a loss, and finally the net difference of each team is added.If they were counted 20-0, the No. [-] Middle School would be able to qualify directly, but in this way, it would depend on how the No. [-] Middle School played against them tomorrow.

"Isn't that right? Damn, don't you just see that the Ninth Middle School is a national priority, and I don't know where these things are obtained. Damn, change the grades randomly."

"what......"

As soon as this was mentioned, everyone in the fourth middle school cursed, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little bad.

"It's okay——" Xu Zixin raised a cup of hot tea carelessly—they didn't order any wine for tomorrow's competition, "Ninth High School is a fart, I beat them tomorrow so they won't be able to qualify!"

After finishing speaking, he boldly raised his wrist, drank the hot tea in the cup, opened his eyes, and patted the table, "One more cup!"

Zhang Xing didn't drink, and seemed to be a bit over the top, yelling loudly, "Damn, what a great grade!!"

"Have another drink!" Xu Zixin continued to pat the table.

"Bring me Erguotou, I don't have a match tomorrow!" Zhang Xing yelled for someone to get some wine.

In the chaos, I don't know who knocked off what, and there was a mess of ping-pong-pong.

The waiter with the teapot flinched over to refill Xu Zixin's tea, and then went to get Erguotou, feeling that the tall and burly guys didn't look like good people...

At nine o'clock in the morning on Sunday, some spectators were already seated in the arena, and Xu Zixin and others were warming up in the arena.

It was their assistant coach who led the team today. Zhou Mo was still called to the gymnasium and came in through the passage in the infield.

"Why didn't Yan Wang Zhang come—" Zhou Mo asked Xu Zixin on the sidelines.

"Who knows... Maybe he thinks we're sure to win." He said triumphantly.

"Yes, as long as you don't get slapped by the opponent, you are basically guaranteed to qualify." Zhou Mo said, "I calculated your points yesterday, and at worst you can qualify for second place in the group."

"That's it," Xu Zixin showed no humility, "What is the group stage—"

Spectators have been sitting in the stands one after another. The players from No. [-] High School who had dinner together yesterday also sat in the stands. They even went to the fence and greeted Xu Zixin, "Brothers, it's time to see you!"

Xu Zixin hit his chest with his fist, pointed at the man, and agreed, "Don't worry!"

"Everyone, come here," said the deputy coach who led the team, also surnamed Zhang. They usually called him Coach Xiao Zhang. He came from the internal passage and called a group of warm-up people to one place.

"Tell me about our starting lineup," coach Xiao Zhang said.

"No need, we all know." Xu Zixin interrupted nonchalantly.

Their starting lineup in the group stage has not changed, and they have always been the main players of the school team.

Coach Zhang glanced at him with a strange look in his eyes, "No, there is a change this time."

? ?

Xu Zixin inexplicably sensed something abnormal by relying on his ineffective sixth sense.

Half an hour later, the game started. The main players of the No. [-] Middle School all sat on the bench beside them, watching the only main player on the court play with four substitutes.

At first Xu Zixin could take it calmly, and joked with Zhou Mo next to him, "Coach Xiao Zhang is even worse than us, why does he look down on the Ninth Middle School? He won three games at least—"

But after finishing the first section, Xu Zixin couldn't sit still.

The Ninth High School is not weak. The main players who stayed on the bench felt it in the first 5 minutes. Although they are not strong enough to beat them, most of the players facing them on the field are the school team. The second echelon team, and these first-time starters were called by coach Xiao Zhang before going on the field. I don't know what happened, and the defense is not in the state.

The first quarter ends, the score is 15:6.

"What—" Xu Zixin complained to Bai Qinglang uncontrollably, "Do you think something is wrong with them today? Both Shao Jiajie and I are in better form than this in the class competition."

"Coach Xiao Zhang," Xu Zixin said loudly, "Should I change? What's going on?"

Coach Xiao Zhang still gave him a cold look, and stretched out his hand to stop him.

Bai Qinglang who was sitting on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked a little displeased, but he kept staring at the court without saying a word.

Until the second quarter, the difference between the two teams became double digits.

Xu Zixin couldn't sit still and got up for a long time, and kept entangled with Coach Xiao Zhang, wanting him to change.

Coach Xiao Zhang replied calmly, "Others in the school team also need this kind of exercise. If you keep playing, what's the use of them just watching? Anyway, you can qualify, just sit and watch. Always wanting to show off."

He spoke very bluntly, and made Xu Zixin feel strange.

The anger in Xu Zi's heart suddenly rushed to the top of his head, "You..." Before the mother word was uttered, he suppressed it abruptly, and just continued his insistence, "Substitute now. !hurry up!"

"Are you the coach or am I?" Coach Xiao Zhang sternly said, "Sit back for me!"

"Coach Xiao Zhang," Bai Qinglang walked up to the two of them at some point, with a rare expression on his face, "What kind of benefits did the people from Ninth Middle School give you, and they didn't give us a point? How can we play match-fixing?" ?”

As soon as Xu Zixin heard the word "ball-fixing", Xu Zixin's mind almost exploded.

The cheers on the field were extremely enthusiastic, but most of them came from the audience of Class Nine.

"What did you say?" Xu Zixin didn't quite understand.

"You still don't understand," Bai Qinglang looked at him, "If we lose to the No. [-] Middle School, based on the points and margin, they will be able to qualify for the No. [-] Middle School."

"Damn it!" Xu Zixin let out a roar, and suddenly understood, and asked, "Did you tell them not to defend?"

Coach Xiao Zhang glanced at the two people beside him and said nothing, which was his tacit consent.

Xu Zi was so angry that he even wanted to rush up and twist the collar of the other party, but Bai Qinglang held him down.

Xu Zixin looked up at the densely packed audience in the stands, half of them were from No. [-] Middle School and half from No. [-] Middle School.

There were also some girls in the crowd holding a No. [-] middle school banner. He had seen that thing since the start of the game, but the game was almost halfway through, and he hadn't seen them cheering a few times.

The whistle sounded in the arena, and the first half ended, and the players of both sides returned to the sidelines to rest.

Xu Zixin suppressed the anger in his chest, pointed at Coach Xiao Zhang's nose word by word, and said, "In the second half, all the main players will be replaced, otherwise I will..."

"Impossible." The other party rejected him directly, without any discomfort on his face, but instead threatened, "Do you want to be disqualified from the competition in the future?"

"Damn!!!" Xu Zixin burst into rage, and grabbed his collar——

Two minutes later, under the watchful eyes of all the team members, Xu Zixin used violence to lock Coach Zhang into the toilet and touched his mobile phone.

He can't think too much about the qualifications for the competition for the time being.

He went back to the sidelines and called all the players over.The few who played in the first half were already out of breath.

Xu Zixin asked them if they listened to coach Xiao Zhang's command and deliberately put water on the defense, and they nodded in agreement.

Xu Zixin resisted the urge to bang them on the head, now is not that time, "Forget about what happened before, let me ask you a question," he said seriously, "Do we want those people who are sitting in the audience to cheer for us?" Did you see us match-fixing?"

No one spoke.

"In the second half, all the players will be replaced by the main players," Xu Zixin said while scolding, "Could it be that Yan Wangzhang also colluded with this matter, or why don't you come... Anyway, We're firing on all cylinders, we've got to beat these fuckers—"

He had just finished speaking, and the only main player who had just played halftime said with embarrassment, "I may not be able to play...in the first half, my feet were floating. Hold back."

Xu Zixin raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter with you?"

He bent down and held his stomach, "I ate a little bit badly yesterday..."

Chen Hao on the side was furious, "You fucking know you're going to play a game, so you're just fucking fucked!"

"What now?"

Everyone looked at each other.

If it doesn’t work, there is only one more substitute to play. Their school team only has nine people...

When he was in a dilemma, Zhou Mo, who was holding his mobile phone, suddenly called out from behind, "There is someone!"

Everyone looked over.

"I have to go out and pick him up now, he can't get in the infield."

"Who is it?" Xu Zixin asked.

Zhou Mo glanced at him and said, "Fear."