52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

Qiao Shuo stared at Lao Luo, thinking, this Lao Luo is really accurate, he really only eats such beautiful words.After a short rest, Qiao Shuo went on the runway again. The afternoon's training had already worn out his patience, and he planned to finish this time with tension.

The movements that have been trained too many times have formed muscle memory, and everything from running to crossing obstacles seems to be preset.However, when he was about to cross the last hurdle, a football rushed over from the green field, and Qiao Shuo, who was engrossed in it, didn't realize it all at once.

Lao Luo, who was standing at the finish line pinching his watch, was startled, and hurriedly shouted at Qiao Shuo: "Qiao Shuo get out of the way!"

This sudden situation did not leave Qiao Shuo a second to think. When Qiao Shuo saw the football, he dodged subconsciously. The rhythm of coming out was disrupted at once, and when he crossed the hurdle, his leg caught the hurdle.

The hurdle fell to the ground, and Qiao Shuo tripped for a moment and lost his center of gravity, falling forward.His previous experience prevented him from spraining his ankle, but he did hurt his knee. Qiao Shuo felt a chill at first, but it turned into burning pain after a while.

Compared with the sharp pain, Qiao Shuo felt more anger and embarrassment in his heart - such a fall does not hurt much, but it is extremely insulting, especially now that the sky is not completely dark, and the people on the green ground are being killed by the people here. The movement attracted attention, so many pairs of eyes witnessed his embarrassed appearance like a dog eating mud.

Looking at it now, it was clear that the fall was not light, Lao Luo called Guo Shaojie to get something to bandage the wound, and at the same time hurried over to check on Qiao Shuo's situation.Qiao Shuo frowned irritably, and pulled up his trouser legs as if exasperated, revealing his slender and strong legs. An ugly wound lay across his knee, which was rubbed red by the trouser leg and continued to ooze blood.

There are hurdles for training on the track here, and no one is exercising here, so Lao Luo didn't help him to go to other places, and planned to bandage his wound on the spot.After waiting for a while, a few players ran over from the green field, Qiao Shuo remembered why he fell here, and the fire in his heart ignited.

Several players ran over, stood and squatted, and asked Qiao Shuo in a circle.Qiao Shuo felt that he was surrounded by people like monkeys in a zoo.

I don't know which unlucky ghost asked "Are you okay?" Qiao Shuo's little temper exploded in an instant. He stared at the man fiercely and cursed in a rough voice: "You can donate your eyes if you have something to look at." not come out?"

To be honest, Qiao Shuo was all focused on the hurdles in front of him at the time, and he didn't know who kicked him. Now he is full of anger and has nowhere to vent his anger. Whoever messes with him, just consider himself unlucky!Fortunately, that person had a bit of conscience, and he didn't say a word after being scolded.

Lao Luo patted Qiao Shuo on the back to appease him, and then smoothed things over with a smile: "Apologize and finish."

The man squatting at the front apologized to Qiao Shuo embarrassingly, but Qiao Shuo's mood didn't get better at all, he was sullen and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Let's go, let's go," Lao Luo waved his hand at them, "It's almost time for the school sports meeting, and the track and field team will occupy the track here, thank you for your understanding."

A group of people agreed and walked back to the field with the football.Qiao Shuo felt aggrieved, he was still waiting for Lao Luo to back him up, no matter what, he had to show his usual admonishing posture and yell at them to relieve his anger.

"That's the end?" Qiao Shuo stared at Lao Luo with drooping eyelids, and complained dissatisfiedly, "I'm going to participate in the school sports meeting, and I was hurt by them."

Lao Luo knew that Qiao Shuo was on fire, but he didn't want things to develop in a bad direction. He heard the teachers chatting before, and there was a senior dormitory where he was taking the postgraduate entrance examination, because he couldn't stand the noise in the dormitory next door, he had conflicts and started fighting. In the end, they were punished.The students are at this age, if no one is willing to give in, it is really worthless to provoke a fight.

"It's all hurt, and I've apologized. Don't be hard on this matter." Lao Luo squeezed Qiao Shuo's neck twice like a hamster, "Who told us This is the only playground in the campus, and we can go to the big playground for the school sports meeting."

Qiao Shuo really didn't listen to a single word of the last two sentences, and all the thoughts in his mind stayed on Lao Luo's sentence "this matter". It was obviously someone else's mistake that caused his injury, so why didn't he let him get angry in the end? When he gets angry, others forgive him for him, but it seems that he himself is particularly fussy.

He was the one who was concentrating on training on the track but was startled by the approaching football.The key point is that the fall was really hard, and I was suddenly confused, panicked, embarrassed and angry.He counted on Lao Luo to back him up, but Lao Luo faltered.These happened to himself, how could Lao Luo know how aggrieved he was.

"I'm the victim, why do you forgive others for me?" Qiao Shuo grimaced at Lao Luo with a dark face.

"Ah?" Lao Luo touched the stubble on his chin and looked at Qiao Shuo inexplicably.

"I said earlier that they would occupy the runway, and they kicked the ball here." Qiao Shuo added, "I'm angry, and I haven't finished my anger yet!"

Lao Luo patted Qiao Shuo on the back: "You can hit my sandbag as you like."

"Whatever the fight, I hurt my hand too." Qiao Shuo stretched out his hand resentfully, and turned his palm towards Lao Luo, whose skin was scratched by the rough runway and faintly bloody.

Lao Luo frowned and shook his head. Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiao Shuo became more and more angry. He wanted to kick his legs twice like a child throwing a tantrum, but his face wrinkled because of the pain caused by the wound.

"Calm down for a while, don't move here." Lao Luo stood up and walked towards the equipment room, talking to himself while walking, "Why has Guo Shaojie been here for so long..."

Qiao Shuo was sitting on the runway in a daze. He looked towards the edge of the green field, where his backpack was placed, and his mobile phone was inside.Just now the roommates were talking about going to the back street for dinner, but I don’t know if they have gone.He originally thought that he could go with him after finishing the training quickly, but he didn't expect to fall so unluckily.

It was getting dark, and all the lights on the playground suddenly turned on. Qiao Shuo had an inexplicable illusion, as if his poor appearance was clearly exposed to the light.The popular songs ordered by the students were played on the campus radio, which sounded lively and noisy, as if countless people were pointing and discussing him.

The wound on the knee seemed to be burning hot, and there was no one around him, and the depressed and aggrieved emotions seemed to be magnified for a moment.He turned his head, glanced around, and glanced at the faces that could not be seen clearly, and felt that he was so inexplicably humorous.

Qiao Shuo took a deep breath, put his lower lip around and blew on the hair on his forehead, then supported his body with his arms, stood up carefully and walked slowly towards his backpack, every step made his knees hurt even more .

Finally moving to his backpack, Qiao Shuo wanted to sit down, but it hurt even more when he bent his legs. He lowered his eyes to look at his red knees, and thought irritably, "I don't care about a single wound."Even so, the moment he sat down, his knees still hurt.

Qiao Shuo took out his mobile phone from his bag and clicked into the dormitory Qiu Qiuqun to check the news of his roommates.

Okawa: If he doesn't respond to messages, he is probably training.

Okawa: Wait, there is nothing else to do at night anyway.

Okawa: (/Hungry) That omurice is so delicious, I must show you to try it.

Li Meng: Then I'll do some laundry first, and call me later.

Brother Xiong: I'm near the playground. I'll go and see Old Joe later.

Qiao Shuo's mood suddenly improved a lot when he saw the conversation between his roommates. He was about to type a sentence on his mobile phone to reply to them, but when he heard malicious and disdainful comments not far away, his finger snapped paused.

"Haha, he's pretty good, but he has a good temper. I think he's just a showman, and he doesn't know it at all."

"Who told us that there is no one in the South Campus? He is not professional. If he entered the team halfway, he would just put on airs."

Qiao Shuo was suddenly attracted by the phrase "entering the team halfway". He looked up and found that the two men were wearing football team uniforms, with their backs to this side, one arms folded and the other akimbo, standing casually, as if they were taking a halftime break .

"Don't tell me, girls like him quite a bit. Seeing that he's there all over the hurdles—wow! So handsome!"

Qiao Shuo watched from behind them, and the person who said this shook his head, his tone full of sarcasm.

"You can only pretend in front of girls, it's nothing."

"There are girls in our class who talk about Joe every day...what's the matter with Joe?"

"I don't know, is he famous?"

The person who answered the conversation behind deliberately dragged out his voice, with a hint of rhetorical questioning.The two then laughed out loud, sharp and mean, as if they were choking on something.

Qiao Shuo clenched his fists and stared at them coldly. The grievances and anger that had been simmering in his heart all afternoon piled up, his heart was beating like he had just finished a speed run—the flamboyant Qiao who entered the team halfway to practice hurdles?

"He's the old man of both of you!" Qiao Shuo blurted out with a firm voice, and when he stood up, he even forgot the pain on his knee.

Lao Luo went to the equipment room and found that Guo Shaojie was not there. He complained to himself and rummaged for dressing supplies, but the place where these things were usually placed was empty.He remembered that the basketball team used these things in the morning, and before he had time to buy them, he knew that Guo Shaojie might have bought them in the infirmary.There was still some iodophor next to it, and Lao Luo took another unopened bottle of mineral water from the box next to it.

Lao Luo walked out of the equipment room and found that Qiao Shuo was not on the runway.He looked at the place where Qiao Shuo usually put his backpack on the green ground, but found that something was wrong there, like a fight, with a few people in football team uniforms on one side, and Qiao Shuo and Guo Shaojie on the other.

Lao Luo hurriedly dropped the things in his hand and ran towards that direction.Two or three people from the football team stopped one, while Qiao Shuo was stopped by Guo Shaojie, and his emotions still did not calm down.Both sides were held back, but they were both cursing and trying to break free and hit each other.

Guo Shaojie lost strength to Qiao Shuo, he tried his best to wrap around Qiao Shuo's waist, and then he could barely stop him, every time Qiao Shuo moved forward, he was led forward.He rushed to buy dressing supplies, and saw this when he came back.I don't know where Lao Luo went. He wanted someone to stop Qiao Shuo with him, but he really couldn't hold on alone.

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The author has something to say:

Old Qiao actually loves face very much. It doesn't matter if the wound hurts when he falls, the important thing is that many people on the field saw it.Later, he had a nickname called Princess Qiaoqiao hahaha, maybe this is a man with a girlish heart.His petulant temper was spoiled like this at home when he was a child, and a spoiled child has confidence.The old Qiao said "I am the victim, why do you forgive others for me" is actually very reasonable. This sentence also contains my thoughts on some things in daily life. How do you understand this sentence? ?