Chapter 11 Packing up

The final result of the matter was that it was inconclusive, and Sun Zhi and Huang Yong did not need to write about it. Just raised his hand and made a verbal promise after acquiescing, even if he turned the page.

To be honest, this kind of thing that does not violate the regulations but is not very reasonable, the convention is based on personal consciousness, but now that the team leader has buttoned the big hat of "lying" on his head, no one will feel comfortable.

It seems to be in the past, but the spark planted is not small. The strangeness and tightness of the teenagers when they first arrived have been thrown out of the clouds, and the rebellious love has begun to occupy their minds.

Li Tie had long expected that this would be the case, and while trying to persuade him, he sighed in his heart, he felt that the team leader had gone too far, let alone the parties involved.

But you still have to say what you need to say, and as for how much you can listen to, you really can't do anything about it.

Of course, the buried anger had to find an outlet to vent, so the intra-team competition on the afternoon of the next day became the best stage for catharsis.

Confrontational games tend to become full of gunpowder because of the irrational actions of a few people, not to mention that the parties and their sympathizers are hot-tempered Northeast guys.

Zhu Guanghu did not deliberately stop it, except for obvious fouls that would be warned, the law enforcement standards were relatively relaxed.

According to his wishful thinking, this kind of intense confrontation and unreasonable physical collision just need to be strengthened at the moment, although what the team leader did yesterday is not eye-catching, but the resulting anger can be used.

As a result, Zhang Xiaorui, who had just regained some self-confidence, was miserable, his technical level was okay to abuse the opponents in the domestic competition, and he had to do his best to have a superior performance against the best of these peers. At present, the opponent's unrestrained movements, fierce physical confrontation are exactly his type of natural enemy.

The poor little fat man was originally soft and not very valued, and now there is no protection from strict law enforcement standards, so he accidentally becomes the target of abuse.

The teenagers were also dizzy, and they didn't figure out where the object of hatred was, but they just used ferocious forcing and physical confrontation again and again to teach innocent opponents a lesson.

Maybe it's because he is also on fire, Zhu Guanghu frowned, looking at Zhang Xiaorui's increasingly deformed movements and confidence, but he didn't say anything.

The full-court confrontation of eleven against eleven, substitutions or anything will not be there except for injuries. Although Zhang Xiaorui persevered to the end, he used an extremely bleak expression to wipe out the already weak hope.

The game ended 4:2, 0 shots, 0 assists, nearly half of the passing errors, and a headless fly-like defensive table

At the moment of the final whistle, he really had the idea of returning to the hotel and packing up and going home.

Contrary to Zhang Xiaorui's appearance, You Mo simply felt like he was intoxicated by the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

The delicate and complex ground attack before was really not his thing, this kind of high lifting, and many times relying on his body and willpower to fight for opportunities is what he is good at. The perfect number of two goals and one assist still can't hide his other outstanding performance in this kind of hard-bridged and hard-horse confrontation.

Even Team Leader Xue, who was bent on finding fault with him, had nothing to say, the sports team, after all, had to rely on results to eat, and now that this kind of performance came out, who could find fault with him.

Zhu Guanghu was even more proud, unlike Li Tie, who was forced to choose, this kid was his real henchman, and now this blind cousin made him take a reassuring pill and let everyone else shut up.

It's just a pity for Zhang Xiaorui's kid.

Anyway, if you can't withstand such a setback, you won't do much in the future.

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Li Tie scratched his head vigorously, and the frequency of movement in his hand was so fast that Da Yu's eyes couldn't keep up, and shouted: "Sticker, slow down, I'll count how many times you scratch in a minute!" ”

Li Tie never tried to understand the way of thinking about this product, turned his head, and asked You Mo with a sad face: "Help me think of a way!" ”

You Mo spread his hands and shook his head with a smile.

Li Tien sighed and looked at Zhang Xiaorui, who was not far away.

There is really nothing worth taking out to comfort him, this kind of tough battle, this kind of scale of law enforcement, is obviously carried out with the tacit approval of the head coach. This kind of style conflict, the coach's preference for employing people, is really not something that can be relieved by himself in a few words.

Let's hope he doesn't give up so easily.

Do you want to give up?

Shang Yi was silent, staring at Zhang Xiaorui from time to time, hoping to find something in his melancholy eyes.

Both of them are a bit stuffy, and they don't usually communicate much. But as a teammate for many years, Shang Yi is well aware of his efforts all along. also clearly knows how bumpy his road is, until he was selected as a national youth, he was still criticized, full of aura, creative power and weak body, soft ball style, unforgettable.

Talk to him about something?

Forget it, what can I say with this stupid mouth?

It's better to let him be quiet for a while.

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Everyone was almost finished, and Zhang Xiaorui was still sitting alone on the edge of the venue, and the greetings that came over didn't make him react.

You Mo waved his hand and refused his teammate's invitation, walked over, and sat down next to him.

"It's cruel, give hope, and then erase it with your own hands, don't you think it's better than it was like this at the beginning?" The voice was faint, the same as looking into the eyes in the distance.

Zhang Xiaorui froze, raised his head, and looked at this guy with infinite scenery today, with a calm, story-like tone, saying these heart-wrenching facts.

You Mo looked at him straightly, and his tone was still light: "Do you feel that you are very useless, you are uncertain when you are in trouble, you are easy to shake when you encounter some setbacks and difficulties, and you want to give up when you are not going well?" ”

Li Tie, who has been eavesdropping from a distance, can't listen to it anymore, is there anything so comforting to others? Isn't this rubbing salt in a person's wounds?

Zhang Xiaorui finally reacted a little, blushed, bit her lower lip, clenched her fists, but her eyes looked straight at the goal.

You Mo was unmoved, "Have you ever thought about it, why is it always you?" When the table was good, it was a relief, 'Oh, now he should have confidence'. When the table is not good, the hearts of people who care about you are pulled up again, for fear that you will not be able to open it. The people who look down on you immediately rejoice, 'Look, I'm right!' ”

Zhang Xiaorui's face finally had a little anger, his head was lowered, his chin was in his mouth, his lips seemed to be biting and bleeding, and the hostility in his eyes was as aggressive as his heavy nasal voice, "What do you want to say?" ”

You Mo's face had a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with this reaction, and nodded: "Yes, that's it, you don't lack anything, you don't have such a thing!" ”

Zhang Xiaorui's clenched fist suddenly loosened, and a light flashed in his eyes, but soon, it dimmed again, and his voice was cold: "I only hate myself for being useless!" ”

You Mo continued to nod, "It's quite useless, being said to be like this, I don't even have the courage to punch over, go pack up and get out." ”