Despite the hard work of everyone on the 50 team, they couldn't win the game in the end, not even scoring a single goal.

When the final whistle of the game was blown, many players of the 50th middle school football team cried, and the cheerleaders in the stands, who had been shouting for more than 80 minutes, fell into a painful silence, and the flags that had been waved in the wind during the game were also lowered and there was no longer any movement.

Their season ended after the first race.

The coach of the No. 50 Middle School football team seemed to be very accustomed to this scene, he shook hands with Li Ziqiang after the game, and went on the field to comfort his players, along with the leader of the No. 50 Middle School football team, who did so after shaking hands with the head teacher of Dongchuan Middle School.

The players of Dongchuan Middle School were happily celebrating the victory.

Although the 50th middle school is not strong, it is indeed worth celebrating that they were able to win and enter the next round of the competition this year because they formed a team in a hurry and did not have enough time to prepare.

In the celebration, Meng Xi shouted very loudly, because he kept a clean sheet against his opponent in this game and did not let 50 goals score a single goal. He was very happy with his performance.

Especially in the final stages of the game, it can be said that the 50 football team has even completely abandoned the defense and is bent on scoring a goal, which may be their only wish this season.

But Meng Xi cruelly denied them goal chances again and again.

The players in the middle of fifty cried very sadly in the end, and there may be part of this reason - even if they were eliminated from the game, they didn't even let us score, it was too much!

But that's the case on the football pitch, where the mood of the winner and the loser are not the same.

The victors, who were so busy celebrating in the eyes of onlookers that brought tears to their eyes, may not have seen it at all.

Despite not playing, Hulai joined his teammates after the game to thank the students in the stands who had come to cheer him on.

This is also one of the post-race procedures that Li Ziqiang asked them to do, in order to teach the children how to be polite and grateful.

When Hu Lai applauded and thanked the stands, he saw Li Qingqing, who was standing with Song Fatzi.

He was waving his hand to his side.

Although he didn't play, and he didn't even sweat a drop, Hu Lai still held his head up and calmly accepted Li Qingqing's cheers.

Diagonally in front of Hulai, Rokai stood in the first row of the line and raised his hand to the stands like his teammates in thanks. But his face remained calm, even though he received the most cheers – the stands were mostly his fans.

Both men and women were impressed by his performance on the field.

In the end, Dongchuan Middle School won the game with a score of 5:0, and Luo Kai scored four goals alone and staged a big four.

He deserves so much cheer and praise.

But in the face of these cheers, he behaved calmly.

Until...... He saw Li Qingqing waving his arm to his side.

So a bright smile finally bloomed on his face, and he also raised his hand and waved in response to Li Qingqing.

Of course, this action caused the cheers in the stands to be louder, but Luo Kai turned a deaf ear, and now there was only a smiling Li Qingqing in his eyes.

Football is fair, whoever performs well and who doesn't perform well, you will know when you play.

With his performance, isn't it normal to win Li Qingqing's favor?

Finally, Qingqing still lost her way......

Thinking of this, Luo Kai turned his head, intending to take a look at Hu Lai's current embarrassment with the attitude of a victor.

But what he didn't expect was that what he saw was Hu Lai, who was also waving his arm at Li Qingqing!

What a shame! Is Qingqing waving at you?!

Luo Kai took a sip in his heart.

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Xie Lan was a little restless, and she was a little absent-minded about the TV series she usually likes to watch. From time to time, he got up and went to the balcony to take a look to see if his son had come back.

She was worried about Hulai, worried that he wouldn't be able to come back on time, that her husband would find out about his playing football at school.

Fortunately, five minutes before five o'clock, Hulai opened the door with the key and walked in.

Xie Lan, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, glanced at his son: "Back?" ”

"Well, Mom, you don't see I lied to you, right? As soon as the game was over, I hurried back. Hulai said to his mother with a smile on his face.

"Oh, how's the ball game?" Xie Lan asked nonchalantly.

"We won!" The smile on Hulai's face widened.

Seeing the heartfelt smile on her son's face, the mother also laughed, but soon became serious: "Hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes!" ”

She didn't say it too directly, but Hu Lais understood what her mother meant, which was to let him be discovered by his father.

But Hulai shook his head: "I didn't play, Mom." I watched the game on the sidelines, and I didn't sweat at all. ”

Xie Lan was a little surprised: "You didn't play?" So what are you going to do? To be a spectator? ”

"I'm going to go if I didn't play, Mom. It's called team spirit! We are a team, a whole, whether we play or not, everyone is going! ”

Seeing that his son was quite proud, Xie Lan shook his head: "Okay, if you like it......"

Although she doesn't understand that there is nothing to be happy about not even being able to play, but it is good that her son is happy anyway.

Speaking of which, since joining the school's football team, her son's smile seems to have become more and more - she doesn't mean the kind of fake smile that is used to hide her true thoughts, but this kind of smile that comes from the bottom of her heart.

Even if you don't play football or exercise, it seems good to be able to see such a smile......

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At half past seven in the evening, Hu Lixin returned home with the exhaustion of a day's work, his wife and children had already eaten dinner, and his wife was holding her mobile phone in the bedroom to swipe Kuaishou.

"Where's Hulai?" He asked his wife.

"I'm reading in my room."

"How did he do today?"

"It's good, I finished all my homework in the morning......"

Hu Lixin was a little surprised: "Why didn't he rub it off?" ”

Xie Lan smiled: "Didn't you notice? ”

"Found what?" Hu Lixin was a little puzzled.

"Recently, he has been studying much more seriously."

Hu Lixin frowned and thought for a while: "Is there one?" ”

"You don't care about your children too much." Xie Lan complained. "I know you're busy with work and under a lot of pressure, but you better care more about our son, right? He's been doing a lot better during this time than he was before. ”

"Maybe it's because I'm old and a little bit more sensible."

Looking at her husband's casual appearance, Xie Lan really wanted to tell him several times that it was actually her son who participated in the school's football team, and his whole mental outlook had changed, and he felt more energetic in doing anything......

But she didn't say that in the end.

The son asked her to keep it a secret from his father on his behalf, and if she did, she was sure that the door of her son's heart would be permanently and completely closed to her.

She didn't want that.

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Song Jiajia pulled out a plastic bag from her backpack and poured the contents of the bag onto the floor. A complete set of yellow Dongchuan Middle School football team jerseys appeared in front of him, and the number "14" was clearly visible behind the turned jersey.

Looking at the jersey on the ground, Song Jiajia frowned.

This was given to him after the game, and he asked him to keep it for him, saying that Hulai's father didn't like him to play football, so he couldn't put anything related to football in his house.

Since you can't hide anything at home, it sounds reasonable to leave your jersey to a good friend for safekeeping.

But Song Jiajia felt that things were not so simple.

In today's game, Hulai only stood on the sidelines wearing a jersey, except for following the team to warm up, he had no chance to play at all, and he didn't even sweat much.

So the pants and socks of this jersey are still clean.

But what if Hulai plays in the future? Smelly sweat, plus dirty stuff on the pitch......

When he finished playing, he stuffed his jersey, his pants, and stinky socks into himself...... Oh, and the shoes, those damn sneakers that smell so strong!

Are you just keeping it for you?

He's going to wear all this dirty stuff the next time he's going to play? And then accumulate more sweat odors, foot odors, and stains, and then hand them over to yourself?

Just thinking of that scene, Song Jiajia had goosebumps all over her body.

So after every game in the future, Lao Tzu will wash his jersey and stinky socks?!

Song Jiajia was very angry and felt that she had fallen for Hu Lai.

But then he thought about it, and breathed a sigh of relief:

How could he play with Hulai's frustration?

It's dangerous, it's dangerous, it's lucky......

Song Jiajia patted her chest, then put the set back into a plastic bag and threw it in the corner.