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Speaking of landing on one foot, Tao Xihong actually has an impression.When the city team was training, the coach corrected him more than once.

He didn't express his opinion after listening, but just nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Xiaojiang, for reminding me."

Zhang Cheng was still angry. Seeing Tao Xihong's attitude, he became even more angry: "After you smashed that thing, Mr. Xu smashed Xiaotan, and your feet are still so dirty, can you fucking bear it?"

"You can't smash it back, can you?" Tao Xihong replied blankly.

Even with the protection of sports tape, it can only prevent secondary injuries and cannot relieve the pain itself.The ankle injury has been with him for more than two years.

After the timeout, Zheng Ye was still serving. Zhang Cheng was worried that he would make things difficult for Tan Xinkai again, and wanted the coach to replace him.Unexpectedly, Xiao Tan became more frustrated and courageous. Not only insisted on playing, but also miraculously put the first pass in place.

The ball almost landed on Zhang Cheng's head.Without the slightest hesitation, he handed the ball to Tao Xihong.Tao Xihong, who was ready to go, rushed to the net and hit a heavy dunk, which was brutally dunked on the opponent's three-meter line.

Now it was the round of the two-point attack from the front row of H University. The school team, which was frequently deflated, couldn't bear their temper, bombarded their field indiscriminately, and successfully won the third round.

The next step is the tiebreaker related to the fate of the two teams.

"I will come back safely." Before the break ended, Tao Xihong embraced Xu Jiangtong's body and gave him a reassuring hug.

Xu Jiangtong tilted his head, and responded with a kiss on the face that is common abroad.

After losing two games in a row, the players from the University of H rallied to catch up and turned the tide with the vigorous jump of all members.

After the tempering of the first game, everyone in Yangli had already stabilized their mentality. The more experienced junior seniors took the pass, Tan Xinkai specialized in defense and protection, and Zhang Cheng organized the offense. The whole team had a clear division of labor and was well organized.

The two teams fell into a tug-of-war of chasing each other.Although the score was tight, at least the game went smoothly.

Zheng Ye was also in front of the net when Tao Xihong's turn came to the front row.After Zhang Cheng passed the ball to him, Tao Xihong dunked it against his blocking hand, creating a provocative thug out of bounds.

The eyes of the two met across the net, like a silent battle.

When it was their captain's turn to serve, Tao Xihong wiped off his sweat and continued to keep an eye on the field.

When the ball flew into the hands of the setter, Tao Xihong noticed the movement of his elbow before anyone else—it was the back speed of the reverse wheel, and he wanted to pass it to the main attacker in the second position.

A highly concealed ball passed the main attacker and Zhang Cheng in the front row.Seeing them both preparing to take off and block the net, Tao Xihong made a different judgment.

The moment the ball was passed back, he almost ran to the open position in the fourth position at the same time.

His gaze followed the trajectory of the ball and saw Zheng Ye who was jumping in front of the three-meter line.The ball was passed very close to the post, leaving him not much room to attack.

When he was in place, Zheng Ye just jumped to the hitting point, occupying his entire field of vision.Tao Xihong did not stand up straight, the height difference and the ever-shrinking distance were full of pressure.

"His run-up is fast, and he has the habit of landing on one foot. It is easy to get injured when fighting with him in the net." He suddenly remembered Xu Jiangtong's advice before playing.

Really close to the net.

Suddenly, he heard another voice.

——"Please don't force me anymore, I really can't play anymore, and the secondary attacker who dare not block the net is useless."

In the winter two years ago, Dean Ji looked at his English test paper with more than 30 points, and earnestly persuaded him to participate in the selection of Yangli's volleyball specialty students.At that time, Tao Xihong had just removed the plaster, and he was extremely repelled to play, and finally broke down and cried a lot.

Once the injury occurs, it takes thousands of times to heal.Until now, he is still afraid, afraid that he will jump into the abyss when he lands with great expectations.

The secondary attack that should have taken off desecrated his duty.Tao Xihong stood sluggishly in front of the net, watching Zheng Ye dunk the ball into bounds.

But at this second of pause, he felt that someone stepped on his right foot, and the person in front of him suddenly lost his center of gravity and rushed over.

The net bag was bumped into an abrupt arc by him, Tao Xihong also took a few steps back because of the sudden impact, and fell to the ground.

There was a dull pain in his chest, and he couldn't even breathe.In an instant, Tao Xihong forgot that he was still in the game, and sat on the ground weakly, raising his hands to support his heavy head.

Zheng Ye's heart-piercing howl was heard not far away, and Tao Xihong looked up in a daze, and saw him lying in front of the net clutching his left foot, writhing in pain.

If Xu Jiangtong hadn't reminded him, he might be the one who fell on the ground at this moment.

Tao Xihong didn't feel the slightest bit of pleasure watching the person who had hurt him entangle himself in a cocoon.

Seeing that he hadn't gotten up for a long time, Xu Jiangtong picked up the medicine box anxiously, and turned directly out of the fence of the rest area.

Coaches and teammates from both sides rushed in and surrounded this small corner.

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The game is really hard to write.