Afterwards.

Li Xiang contacted Qu Sheng and Yang Tianwang again.

Compared with the fog capital, the magic capital university, which has stepped into the global level for three consecutive years, is undoubtedly more stringent in the selection of the school team.

The more competitive it is, the more competitive it is.

In contrast, although the two teenagers were born in the academy and ranked in the top 100, they still couldn't squeeze into the reserve in the first semester.

However.

They don't do what others do.

"Zheng Duowen, I don't know if you have noticed, he is the second in our class, very strong, and the average senior senior is not his opponent! You have to be careful of this man!'

Yang Tianwang revealed intelligence among the ants.

"I think it's better to be careful of him, it's better to be careful of you, Brother Yang, when will we meet in the arena?"

"Next year must be next year, this year is unlucky, I met a sixth grader, a crazy batch, people and elves are the same as death, I really can't do it."

"What about Qu Sheng?"

"He lost at the hands of Zheng Duowen, in the final."

"Lying on this luck is terrible, isn't it?"

"I said the same too, but the reality is like this, the first-grade civil war, I don't know what the school thinks, hard random?"

Yang Tianwang started to speak as he typed, and sneered at the school of the Demon Capital.

It's no wonder that he is like this, the two first-graders reached the finals, and there were only twenty or thirty contestants in total, and the points were scored by the school, so it's no wonder he thought about it too much.

He felt that the school was forcing old students to give them a chance, and he felt that new students still had time.

Yang Tianwang, as Qu Sheng's good friend, naturally wanted to complain about him, but he just complained.

After all, according to the contract they signed before, they could directly enter the reserve in the second year.

We chatted for a while.

Li wanted to close the window, and sighed that no matter which one of them was mixed.

I heard that Luo Dayou, like Fang Xin, failed to enter the reserve of the school team, and it was still too difficult to compete with the senior students.

Especially in the first three, there is naturally something for them to be able to arrange a world-class quota all year round.

It's still good in Yuzhou, look at Lin Feng even met the champion, and he can also mix autographs and group photos, and even play friendly matches.

There is really no one in this kind of situation, and other children can't envy it.

……

Afternoon.

Do think about giving the Blazing Roaring Tiger a good rest.

Li Xiang deliberately reduced the number of matches.

He even left early after only two fights.

Let the reservists who are looking forward to who will be unlucky today are a little unaccustomed.

Some people wonder if he has a bad stomach.

Or maybe the pokemon are not in good shape?

In a word.

A series of gossip spread among them.

But it doesn't affect Li Xiang himself.

At this time, he was being pestered by Gong Xu, and while practicing doubles cooperation, he complained that he could not get on the stage of the youth tournament as a doubles player.

This guy has no interest in singles at all, if it weren't for Xu He's insistence that he should be familiar with the environment first, this guy who doesn't know how to do anything is likely to give up.

Because he felt it was a waste of time.

"What about you...... What should I do after graduation? The official tournament is singles, and there is no official tournament for doubles. ”

Li Xiang looked at the indignant blonde boy and asked in a low voice.

"So I plan to play the master first, and after I have a certain right to speak, I will call on the trainer community to pay attention to doubles, just like the original coordination trainer!"

Gong Xu said with burning eyes.

Coordination trainer refers to a trainer who participates in a series of spectator and competitive competitions such as Pokémon Gorgeous Contest and Pokémon Exhibition Tournament.

Compared to the "savage and brutal" battles, the Coordination Trainer pays more attention to the charm of the elves themselves, and uses a series of performances to present them to the audience.

But a long time ago, coordination trainer was an unpopular profession, no one paid attention to it at all, and no one cared.

The set that shows the beauty of the elf itself is even more ridiculous.

Eventually, however, with the support of several master trainers, the profession of coordination trainer gradually developed.

Until now.

There is a tendency for the number of coordinators to compete with trainers.

After all, compared to the trainer with a high threshold and high commitment, the threshold required for a coordination trainer will be lower.

The requirements for combat effectiveness are not so high.

There are many popular movie stars who are trained in coordination, including their elves.

Gong Xu meant that he wanted to replicate the success of the coordination trainer.

"Young man, I'm optimistic about you!"

Li Xiang patted him on the shoulder, it is a good thing to have a dream, what is the difference between a person without a dream and a salted fish.

Ordinary people don't care, with Gong Xu's family background, talent and execution, it may not be impossible to achieve it.

This kid is completely the type of tendon shaft to the end.

Nothing to say.

……

And when Li Xiang finished the doubles practice, returned home to trim up, and left the elves behind.

I was so bored that I went next door to find Song Ji.

Unexpected.

Ate the "closed door".

This guy isn't even at home!

This is unusual, Song Ji hasn't been out once in a month before.

There will be no one on holiday today?

Hanging out with his sister? It's not impossible, with Abigail's character of going shopping whenever they have time, it's rare to have a holiday, can you not go?

Song Jie is the one who carried the bag for them.

Think of it this way.

Li Xiang couldn't help but start a silent mourning for the white-haired boy.

Dozens of miles away.

The top of a skyscraper.

In a richly decorated private room.

On a table decorated with white cloth.

Song Yu covered his mouth with a napkin and sneezed slightly.

"People who are not young, you should pay more attention to your body."

In the main seat, a deep baritone voice came.

Song Yu looked sideways, and a handsome middle-aged man with his back combed was sitting at the main table, holding a silver knife and fork in his hand.

That was his father, the master of Jinnan Mining - Song Cheng.

"Yes, Xiaoji, I heard that it will be the spring game soon, and you still have a chance to play, so you can't do it if you don't pay attention to your body."

On Song Cheng's right, a young man who was seven or eight points similar to Song Cheng, but with black hair and a little pink light in his brown pupils, said softly.

This is his own brother, Song Shen, who is the successor of Jinnan Mining.

"Okay, I got it."

Song Yu nodded, and looked at her sister who looked dignified, but in fact, she was wandering into the world, and quickly divided the dishes in her hand into dozens of portions.

And Song Cheng, who was in the main seat, heard that Song Yu was going to play, and couldn't help but say, "Oh? Why haven't I heard from you? ”

"It's a good thing to be determined today, it's just to show up, it's not worth mentioning."

Facing his father, Song Jie wanted to show off to him, but after thinking about it, he thought it was better to forget it.

He can understand a successful businessman whose wife is seriously ill and can still stick to his post, make the business prosperous, and earn money to give them a prosperous life, but he does not dare to ask too much.

Song Cheng looked at his youngest son's taciturn appearance, and the movements in his hands stagnated slightly.

Speaking of which.

If it weren't for the chance, they wouldn't have had the opportunity to sit down at the same table and eat.

He really wanted to tell Song Ji that if he was free, he would go to the scene to see it.

But considering the schedule arranged by the secretary, this sentence cannot be said at all.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"Come on."

After thinking about it for a long time, he could only say such a sentence.

"Thank you."

Song Yu nodded and thanked his dear father.

Song Shen glanced at his father, then at Song Ji, and couldn't help but kick Anya.

"Huh? Yes! It tastes good! It's delicious! ”

Anya, who had just woken up from a dream, smiled brightly and looked at the three people present.

After discovering that all three of them had surprised faces.

Her expression suddenly fell, and she said to Song Shen dissatisfiedly: "Brother! You have something to say! ”

"You've ruined the dishes like this, and I can't remind you yet? It's a shame to waste food. ”

Song Shen gestured with his eyes to the plate of food that had been spoiled by Anya.

In fact, he just wanted to change the subject and dispel the awkward air at the dinner table.

"That's how I love it."

Anya was extremely ladylike, but she quickly wiped out the food on the plate, and wiped her pink lips with a napkin, "I'm full, everyone, please continue." ”

This guy actually retreated directly from the family banquet.

Song Cheng frowned slightly, "Why are you going?" ”

"Have an appointment with your niece."

Anya bowed slightly to Song Cheng, "Father, your daughter will retire for the time being." ”

Let's talk about it.

No matter what Song Cheng's reaction was, he walked out directly through the door opened by the servant.

"This girl is getting bigger and smaller." Song Shen stood up and tried to chase after him, but was stopped by Song Cheng.

"Forget it, let her go."

“…… Father. Song Shen hesitated for a moment and slowly sat back.

Song Cheng shook his head and said, "She's more like your mother, with a stubborn personality—"

Bang!

The crunch of a knife and fork on a dinner plate.

Song Yu got up suddenly, looked at his father and brother, his eyes widened, and he said heavily: "I'm full!" ”

"Xiao Ji!" Song Shen frowned, "What are you making trouble again!" ”

"I'm full."

Song Yu repeated, picking up the schoolbag next to him, "I'm back at school, and my classmates are waiting for me." ”

"Xiao Ji!"

Where was Song Shen willing to let this hard-won family banquet end hastily, stepped forward and grabbed Song Yu's arm, "There are still dishes that haven't been served, can you eat some more?" You're growing your body. ”

His voice softened unconsciously.

"I've eaten enough, thank you, big brother." Song Wei's pale pink pupils revealed a trace of alienation.

Song Shen didn't know what to say for a while.

"Go, go back, that classmate of yours is called Li Xiang, right? It's good to be close to him. ”

Song Cheng's voice sounded.

Song Shen turned his head, looking at his father, who was still calm and relaxed, sitting like a clock, hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand.

"Goodbye, big brother, Dad." Song Yu greeted them and left from the gate.

Don't look back.

“……”

Song Shen was speechless and sat back in his position silently.

"The two sisters and brothers are still haunted by what happened when your mother was seriously ill."

Song Cheng put down the knife and fork, wiped the crumbs from his mouth, and sighed, "It's my responsibility, there's nothing to argue." ”

"Dad."

Song Shen couldn't help but say: "But Xiaoya and they can't just let it go all the time!" ”

Others don't know, he doesn't know yet?

His good sister once lost confidence in men and turned around and threw herself into the arms of women.

The younger brother Song Wei was silent, and at the age of only eleven, he took the initiative to leave home and returned to his mother's city to go to school.

In recent years, I have been a lot more cheerful and talkative.

"After two years, wait for two years, and the matter of Xiaoya's body should be solved."

Song Cheng pushed the plate in front of him to Song Shen's side, "The two sisters and brothers have no mouth, let's eat, it's okay." ”

"Okay." Song Shen looked at his father, who was getting old and had deep nasolabial folds, and nodded.

Anya must not be allowed to repeat her mother's mistakes!