Dress to be a celebrity

Not long after Master Tian retired, Fang Tixue was also a little tired, panting slightly and said: "It's still no match for young people, just kick it, and I will go to rest."

The comparison between two people is who has more tricks and holds the ball for a long time.Song Shi kicked the ball high above his head with one crutch, fell back and forth with his shoulders, and dropped it from his shoulders again. On the spur of the moment, he clasped his hands and hit it like a volleyball.

Everyone else was juggling the ball in a fancy way, only he raised a ball high into the air.Those students who only saw the ball flying up, but didn't see him hitting it with two arms, applauded him; County Magistrate Song, who was staring at his movements, laughed and said, "Your nonsense, there is no one who hits the ball like this."

Huan Ling raised his knee to catch his ball, and said with a smile, "This is against the rules. If you are tired, let's go down and have a rest."

No, it's not tired, but the loneliness of the master.

Not to mention the crutches, squats, kicks, creeps, and kicks that are popular today in Cuju, he can even head the ball steadily. He only hates not being able to take off his hat and show his head outside, because his strengths are not easy to use.

When he has practiced Cuju to the point where he has practiced, it is better to lead the Flying Pig teammate if he is a master against each other - you will never know where he can kick you, and it is extremely exciting when he saves the field.So he kicked and kicked, suddenly remembered how to play volleyball, and tried it casually.

This ball can also be played as a volleyball, but it is slightly heavier.Maybe it can also be used as a basketball, but the leather sewn on the outside of this kind of cuju has little elasticity, and the pig urine cells inside are not inflated enough, so it cannot bounce too high after landing, and it may not be convenient to pass the ball.

Huan Ling passed the ball back again, and he kicked it up with his toes, let the ball circle steadily on his feet, and then sent it up gently, holding the ball with his index finger and spinning, raised his eyebrows and said to Huan Ling: "Little brother!" I think it's interesting to play like that, brother, would you like to play with me for a while?"

That's against the rules.

But what if it doesn't follow the rules?

He even dared to think about such an unethical thing as being in love with his junior brother, let alone just not conforming to the rules of the Yuanshe.

Huan Ling also smiled, and replied: "Then you hit it again, and I will try it too."

Both of them rolled up their sleeves, tied them with cuffs, and hit the ball only through the narrow sleeves of their jackets, and they could really play.After practicing on the sidelines for a while, Song Shi felt that the distance played by this cuju was shorter than that of a serious volleyball, and the force on the arms was much greater, but it was still playable.

He asked the police to tie a net to the goal, which was used to surround the field when playing football. It was tied to be higher than the head, and La Huanling hit the ball through the net.A few elders who couldn't hit the ball drank tea and watched them toss, pointing out "non-compliance" while sighing, "Young people are really strong, and they are not afraid of hurting their hands."

They used to only practice on the sidelines, but now they are on the field, and more people have seen their new way of playing. Naturally, there are also Cuju experts who want to come up and give advice——

Seeing Teacher Huan's face all withered.

But this style of volleyball is new after all, and many people watched it with gusto, and even tried to kick the ball by themselves.Seeing that they were interested, Song Shi invited them, "Why don't you come and try it too? The net is so big that it can accommodate many people to play. If there are a few more people, they can be divided into two teams, so that one team can fight and the other can catch them."

He knew that Huan Ling was an official, and ordinary scholars would not dare to be in his team, so he walked around to his side, twirled the ball and said, "We are neither building a ball nor playing for nothing, but friends." It's just trying to build the ball over the net, why be so restrained."

Huan Ling also said: "Regardless of your status on the court, today is a good day for the lecture to end, and everyone just wants to have fun together."

He was also willing to play football with Song Shi's first team, which was better than two confrontations, so he asked him: "Shall we also line up according to the rules of official kickball? You will be the head of the ball, and I will be the swayer and pass the ball to you?"

No, no, no, volleyball is not just about one ball head, everyone can surf the Internet.

He combined the rules of the two kinds of balls from ancient to modern, and said: "Don't have a ball head and a swaying color. With such a short net, you don't need people to build the ball back and forth to hit the net. Everyone can catch the ball and then hit it directly. Net. Win or lose... Use this net as the boundary, whichever side the ball lands in the field will be considered as the loser. In this way, only two pole nets, two main and two vices, and two vices are waiting on both sides of the net. To catch the ball, one can stand behind and respond."

It is not convenient to draw the court right now. This kind of football is about half heavier than a volleyball, and it is not easy to go out of bounds like a volleyball.

This rule is also simple and easy to learn. In a short time, some good students who have answered questions during self-study and are familiar with the host and judges came up to try it out.The student Fang who was about to be sent a parent letter also came forward and asked, "If I win, can I ask for a reward?"

Yes, everything else is fine, but the parent letter will still be sent.

Don't let him leave the problem of bullying others.

Fang Shengyuan lowered his head disconsolately, after thinking about it, he decided to stand opposite the net, and wanted to win Song Shi once—if he couldn't win, he had to try building a ball across the net.

Although this group of scholars all like to play ball, because of their skills and status as scholars, they cannot formally form a team to play Zhuqiu.The volleyball net is so short, and the volleyball net is so short that it doesn't poach anyone's eyes, and only judges victory or defeat by landing, which simplifies the rules of Cuju countless times, so that amateur players like them can enjoy themselves.

Because the ball has 12 weights, it is really heavy to hit, and the rule of cuju is that hands are not allowed. After hitting, everyone habitually changed it to kicking, competing to show off their skills, passing the ball to each other, hitting There are fewer people crossing the net.

But what does it matter?

Anyway, it's a sideshow after the victory of the conference, as long as everyone has fun.

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The results of the fun at the closing ceremony were not revealed until the next day.

Playing volleyball was a hit for a while, but when he picked up the pen to engrave the minutes of the meeting, his trembling hands and sore muscles made him know how to write the word regret.

When I put my hand on the paper, I trembled, and I couldn't write at all!

Huan Ling's hard-tipped calligraphy has not yet been practiced, so he can't write on his behalf, so he fetched medicinal wine, held his wrist and said, "You hurt a little from hitting the ball yesterday, and you hit it so hard again. It will take a few days for the pain to heal. You just have to bear with it, and I will rub it for you to relieve the stagnation of Qi and blood, and the pain will disappear."

He is a bow and arrow practicer, he knows how to work hard, and he knows how to recover after being tired. He took his hand, rolled up his sleeves and rubbed it for him.Before Song Shi had time to express his opinion, a sharp pain came from his arm.Unlike the previous soreness and weakness, this time it was real, like an iron hoop around his hand.

He couldn't help snorting, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "No, no, brother, your hands are too hard."

This is the hand that can pull a three-stone bow, and pinching his bones is like pinching plasticine.He's just a weak, average soccer player and can't stand this!

The corners of his eyes were a little red from the pain, and his free hand quickly pressed down on the little brother, shaking his head desperately, rejecting his illegal practice of medicine.Huan Ling held his hand and stroked it a few times, and said comfortingly, "It's just that your muscles are entangled, and it will hurt a little when you press it just now. Just rub it away. Otherwise, you are the only one who can engrave this mimeograph book. If you are always so Shaking, how can I print it out and give it to the tourists before they go back?"

Evil feudal society!

This kid has no brotherhood with him at all!

Song Shi sighed sadly: "I thought you massaged me just to make me feel better. It turns out that all the superiors are like this, and they only care about whether the people under you can do their jobs."

Hey, their socialist travel agencies don't have this kind of thing!He is always the one who is called up by complaint calls in the middle of the night to change airline tickets, hotels, and train tickets for tourists. He has never forced employees to work with injuries!

Huan Ling suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were very bright, as if they contained a thousand words, but in the end he just said "Of course it's for you", and the hand holding his arm didn't stop, forcing his two legs together. I stroked my arm several times from top to bottom, until my skin was red and hot before I let go.

Song Shi asked him to press it once, and his whole body was about to melt. He put his arms on the chair to dry, and leaned his head on the official chair, paralyzed.

After being paralyzed for a while, the pain in my hand gradually dissipated, and the soreness seemed to disappear. I raised my hand and shook it in front of my eyes, but I didn't tremble much anymore.He rubbed his arms by himself, watched the little senior brother clean up the medicinal wine, and helped him sort out the notes to be engraved. The most at ease lady."

He thought Huan Ling would be shy, but unfortunately he was unmoved, and instead said to him: "If junior and younger brothers get married, younger siblings must be the most worried people in the world."

Is he that lazy?

Song·Leading by example·Work model·When he wanted to get up to protest, Huan Ling just turned around and pushed him back on the chair, looked down at him and said: "Young brother is so handsome and romantic, whoever falls in love with you must be worried every day." How can I not worry about you?"

Song Shi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Brother, are you joking with me? I thought you couldn't joke. But I'm not that flirtatious. If I want to get married in the future, I only need to marry one..." It affects work, and I can't earn so much property to share with the children.

Seeing that his father had only three children, and his family had houses and fields, they were all forced to become officials in their 50s.As a concubine, he shouldn't be able to share much of the family property. If he had a few more children, he might have to retire in his sixties like modern people.

He was thinking about how to retire early, but Senior Brother Huan sighed a little dullly: "You haven't gotten married yet, it's my family who can't stand you, but I..."

Song Shi raised his hand in front of him, suppressing his unspoken words: "I'm still young, senior brother, you don't have to urge you to get married. Didn't I never urge you to get married? I just know that I won't mention these annoying things to you." Yes, you too, it's fine if outsiders urge you, you urge me too..."

Huan Ling nodded slightly, with a calm and relaxed look on the back of his palm, not at all the displeasure that his elder brother should have when his junior brother stunned him.He pulled that hand away, embraced his junior brother's neck from the front and patted it a few times, smiled slightly, and said, "I will take care of the outside affairs, so you can do what you should do with peace of mind."

Song Shi could devote himself to printing books, but he couldn't.There are other students scheduled to give lectures these days, and Fang Tixue and Mr. Wang and Zhang are also going to listen, so he will go out of the city to accompany him on a tour.

Because many of the students who came here to participate in the competition had kicked too hard, and four or five out of ten stops were too tired to climb the mountain. In addition, there were quite a few who didn't like to swim in mountains and rivers. Still stay in the pulpit to attend lectures.Those who had scheduled lectures were not afraid that no one would listen to them this time. They bowed their heads and were full of students after taking the stage.

Of course, there are also troubles that the ordinary body can't taste.

These college students are not like elementary school students who teach what to believe. Some sit down and ask questions, some openly oppose, and some criticize scholars so much that they can’t open their mouths...

Those who spoke poorly were booed off the podium!

Compared with the self-study a few days ago, eight people had questions and answers on the stage, and the guests were able to explain their ideas clearly, and the stage and the audience were also harmonious... What is the difference?

The bad thing is the rules on stage?

But in the self-study class, there were only a few people sitting on the table asking questions.

What's worse is a teacher who can control the situation?

Mr. Ke Huan also accompanied Fang Tixue and Mr. Zhang and Wang to attend classes, and sometimes corrected their mistakes and made up for omissions in the audience and sometimes on the stage.

What is so bad is a host who can guide the lecturer to explain the essentials and restate the lecturer's unclear parts in more concise and clear sentences.

Many people are not poor in knowledge, but are just nervous when they are on stage, or they are born clumsy and unable to speak. The lack of such a host to guide and explain, the teaching level is a notch lower!

All sentient beings could not invite Song Shi to be the host, so they gathered together and publicly recommended a few young and beautiful scholars who were knowledgeable, eloquent, and handsome to be the host.But when a single person gives a lecture, it is not very useful to have the host, and it would be embarrassing for two people to compete for the talk; if several people come together, the host sometimes can't arrange the order clearly, and can't stop them from arguing. It's better than Song Shi's speech proper.

When Fang Ti became interested in learning, he also went on stage as a host, but as soon as he came on stage, the podium became a classroom for his old man to teach students, and it still didn't feel like a self-study podium.

Song Shi had to go to engrave the book edition but couldn't come here. Where else could he find such a host who was both logical, talkative, able to control the scene, and able to persuade people?

How come he is so proficient!

This time, it was not only Fang Tixue who was full of emotion and wanted to write a letter to express his feelings. Not long after the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, the talented scholars and celebrities attending the meeting received the "Fujian Province When giving lectures on "Quotations from the Exchange Conference", it also aroused a rush of writing and thinking.

Usually everything is as good as Su’s. What started in Suzhou was spread to Fujian. Otherwise, the northern and southern capitals would take the lead. This lecture conference is the first of their kind in Fujian!

Are there any other forums built specifically for lectures?

Can such a province-wide celebrity conference be held anywhere else?

Is there such an ingenious way of speaking when celebrities give lectures elsewhere?

Is there such a beautiful host anywhere else?

Must write to friends and family to show off!

And even this new book printed in Song's font... Forget it, let's just send it to the invitation, and send a copy of "Quotes" to it. Keep the new book for your own collection.