Chapter Ninety-Three: Friendly Match (4)
Under Luo Xiaowei's explanation, Tao You and the others knew that he and Song Yimian were cousins. No wonder their eyes are so similar.
"The world is so small," Tao You said teasingly, "I can meet your relatives, your friends, and your fans wherever you go." β
Song Yimian did not respond to Tao You, but stared at the game on the field that changed at any time. said that he couldn't say that Luo Xiaowei was still unconvinced in his heart, so he wanted Song Hao to win this game and slap Luo Xiaowei's nasty stinky face, although he also knew how small this possibility was.
It's a pity that many times, there are not so many miracles in life, and Song Hao still lost to Tan Songwen by thirty points.
"The game is over, 4:3, Tan Songwen won the thirteenth middle school! One point out of thirteen! β
As the referee reported the final result, the players of the thirteenth middle school began to cheer, and the coach of the thirteenth middle school was completely relieved, his face began to improve, and he raised his chin at Coach Tan ostentatiously, as if to say, "No matter how you change the order of the players, if the strength is not good, when to play, against whom, you can only go home and cry if you lose, or go back to practice more."
Coach Tan blocked the sight of the players and coaches of the 13th Middle School, and hugged Song Hao's shoulder: "It's okay, it's just a friendly match, if you lose, you lose, what's there to be frustrated, today's purpose is to let you see the weaknesses of the opposing players and the habits they are used to on the field, improve your own shortcomings in a targeted manner, and learn from their strengths." β
"I'm going to ask you questions when I go back, and I've read them carefully."
Song Hao sat on the bench, his hands on his knees, and silently wiped the sweat from his face.
"Coach, why did you let Song Hao face Tan Songwen, obviously I am more suitable to fight with Tan Songwen." Wang Ming finally couldn't help but ask, he had long had an objection to Coach Tan's decision.
Coach Tan unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Song Hao, who was also staring at him, and said earnestly: "How can you meet an opponent with similar strength and a comfortable fight during the official game, so you have to adapt to it." β
'It's also a good opportunity to watch and learn, and sometimes you can see it more clearly from the sidelines than when you're on the pitch.
"Song Hao, if I'm not mistaken, you haven't faced this kind of opponent, this time it's just a good time to experience it in case of trouble. You should now know exactly where your shortcomings are, and you should practice more specifically in the future. You can also refer to the characteristics of Tan Songwen's play, just learn from your strengths, don't learn if you're not good, there are some aspects that you have been lacking. I asked the captain to record the video, you go back and watch more. β
"Good coach." Song Hao nodded earnestly in agreement, as Coach Tan said, after this competition, he also found his shortcomings more clearly, which was difficult for him to find in previous training and competitions. He understands Coach Tan's good intentions, so naturally he will not treat it casually.
"Wang Ming, get ready to play."
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In the audience, since Song Hao didn't catch the last ball, Song Yimian's clenched hand has been clenched tighter, and his eyes staring at the field have slowly become dull, showing his stubbornness and disobedience everywhere.
"The captain is really a god!" Xiao Fat Man exclaimed, and almost applauded.
"That's not it, it's all a summary of experience, otherwise you think it's a waste of time for the captain to spend so much time watching all kinds of game video research every day, and wishing to stay on the court for 24 hours to train?" Zhang San said.
Tao You didn't care about the chat here, she had been paying attention to Song Yimian's emotional changes. In their small group, Song Yimian had always been the one who was a 'god', and she knew how much pressure Luo Xiaowei's words had hit Song Yimian and his own.
"Are you alright?" Tao You asked cautiously.
"It's just a friendly match, it's not an official game, if you lose, you lose, aren't we here to gain experience." She tried to comfort Song Yimian.
Song Yimian didn't speak, but just held Tao You's hand. \./Hand\./Machine\./Edition\./None\./Error\./First\./Hair~~
Luo Xiaowei threw over a pack of snacks and said to Song Yimian: "Ah Mian, why are you in a daze?" When did you become so sensitive and cry? He was still joking at Song Yimian.
The snack grazed the back of Song Yimian's hand, leaving a red scratch, which was especially obvious on his white hand.
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Tao You was the first to look at it, and without waiting for Yuan Yuzhou to speak for his idol, he frowned and threw the snack back vigorously: "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong with you?" Which of your eyes sees that he is about to cry, and here it is recommended that you go to the hospital to turn a corner and go to the ophthalmologist when you dispense cold medicine. β
Song Yimian didn't stop Tao You, but stared at Tao You's side face in some surprise.
Also, what kind of sensitivity is this, even the ice ballast has the day when it melted because of friendship, Song Yimian is sorry for his teammates, and he may still be a little worried, which fully shows the closeness of his relationship with his teammates. If it were you, wouldn't you be sorry if your teammates lost the game? Not worried about his emotions? Instead ridiculing here? As he spoke, Tao You swept over the three people in front of him, and continued, "It's not impossible. β
With Luo Xiaowei's gradually embarrassed expression, Tao You finished the last sentence: "If you want to say sensitive, aren't you sensitive." If you are not sensitive, why didn't you say that Yuan Yuzhou asked you about being dumped just now, but you have the strength to say that others are sensitive at this timeΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β· μ·β
Luo Xiaowei's eyes were too sharp, Tao You still closed her mouth and didn't continue, seeing that Luo Xiaowei didn't take her eyes away, she wiped the sweat from her palms and explained palely: "I'll tell you the truth, it doesn't matter if you think I have low emotional intelligence, you talk about those things that don't exist first." β
Both sides quieted down, the atmosphere gradually solidified, and Zhang San hurriedly opened his mouth to relieve the siege: "Okay, okay, it's not a big deal, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have anything to do with Xiao Yuanzi's formation being dumped." β
"Brother Zhang, you made it up?!" Yuan Yuzhou realized that he had been deceived and exclaimed. First\./Hair\./More\./New'.. Hand. Machine. edition
"Who made you stupid." Zhang San perfunctory him, and then said, "It's all a family, just kidding, my cousin hasn't spoken yet, sister, are you too anxious, the captain has no malicious intentions." He smiled awkwardly.
Tao You hates that someone wants to use the reason of 'just kidding' to avoid the harm he has caused to others, and looks back at Zhang San without showing weakness: "Is it funny?" The family can joke casually, as a cousin, shouldn't it be more important to set a good example for the younger brother. β
Zhang San also suppressed his laughter, but still calmly persuaded: "This is someone else's business, so we outsiders don't need to mix too much." β
Tao You opened his mouth, looked at Zhang San, and then looked at Luo Xiaowei, who was playing with his mobile phone, but had no good face, and shut up. Did you really say too much, out of proportion?
Song Yimian only opened his mouth and said to Luo Xiaowei at this time: "Song Hao's poor strength is a fact, and this is not something that can be changed in a day or two, but I dare to guarantee that after this competition, he will not be so useless as you say." β
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The gaze coming from the side was too hot, and Tao You was stared at uncomfortably, "Look at what." She sighed and turned her head to look at Song Yimian, who had been staring at her since just now.
Song Yimian retracted his gaze and pretended to be indifferent and said, "You just now, were you speaking for me?" β
Tao You rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "I'm speaking for the dog." My brother was teased, how could I, as the eldest brother, not show up. β
Song Yimian was strangely silent for a few seconds before continuing to speak: "That's the only reason? β
- Why does this sound a little disappointing? What does he mean by that?
Tao You imagined 800 big scenes in his mind, and finally pretended to nod calmly: "Yes, you are my most iron buddy." As she spoke, she put her hand on Song Yimian's shoulder.
"Anyway, aren't you usually quite capable of scaring people, Luo Xiaowei said that just now, according to your character, why don't you say a word?"
Song Yimian patted away Tao You's hand on his shoulder: "What I want to say, you said it for me." He picked up a bottle of water next to Tao You, opened it and drank it.
Tao You didn't have time to stop: "This I have drunk, your water is in the bag." β
"It's okay, I don't dislike your saliva." Song Yimian wiped the corners of his mouth and returned the empty half of the water bottle to Tao You.
- I hate it.
Tao You didn't hide his disgust, glanced at the mouth of the bottle blocked by the lid, and threw the water bottle back to Song Yimian: "Here you go." β
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Halfway through the game, Luo Xiaowei suddenly stood up, looked around while making a phone call, and finally froze. (More exciting on the next page!) )
Gate.
Tao You looked over curiously, only to see a girl, wearing a green floral dress, her black hair was coiled into a ball and fixed on the top of her head, without too much decoration, smiling and waving to this side, her temperament was gentle and beautiful, just admiring it from afar, she could also feel the bookish air emanating from the inside out, faint and quiet.
Luo Xiaowei ran towards her, and Tao You saw that his cold and sharp eyes had already turned into two pools of soft water when he saw the girl, and the corners of his mouth were also slightly raised, softening the tough contours of his face.
"Why is Sister Yu here, still with a suitcase?" Yuan Yuzhou is also sharp-eyed, his eyes are unusually bright at this time, he pushed the sleepy Zhang San next to him, and gossiped.
Zhang San glanced at the little couple at the door, yawned, and was not interested in it: "Sister Yu only finished the exam yesterday, and the plane came back this morning, what's strange." β
- She is Sister Yu in Zhang San's mouth, she is indeed beautiful.
"What for?" Tao You's eyes suddenly went dark.
Song Yi reluctantly turned Tao You's head back, only then did he put down the hand that was blocking her eyes, cleared his throat, and said, "Don't look at indecent things." β
After thinking about it for a few seconds, Tao You also understood what he meant, but she didn't think there was anything she couldn't see, she was not a child anymore.
"Sister Yu." Yuan Yuzhou excitedly greeted Sister Yu who came here.
"Hey." Xie Yu waved in greeting.
- The sound is good, too!
Tao You fell instantly. She watched Luo Xiaowei busy Xie Yu, handing out snacks for a while, handing water for a while, and pinching her shoulders for a while to ask her if she was tired, where was there still a little bit of arrogance just now.
- It turns out that the ice ballast will really melt.
Tao You couldn't help but replace Luo Xiaowei's face with Song Yimian's face and Xie Yu with himself. When she came back to her senses, she found that the corners of her mouth had risen at some point, she rubbed her face vigorously and put down the corners of her mouth, and quickly drank saliva to suppress her mind. When did he become as fond of daydreaming as Hong Xiqi and always thinking about unrealistic things.
"Are you alright? What are you throwing your head on? Song Yimian was startled by Tao You's sudden movements, and thought she was uncomfortable again.
"It's okay, there are mosquitoes." Tao You pretended to wave his hand in front of him to repel mosquitoes. When he looked at Song Yimian, he thought of the pictures he made up in his head, and he was really ashamed, so he quickly withdrew his eyes.
"It's a lot of mosquitoes," Song Yimian didn't doubt too much, and followed to help her drive away those mosquitoes that didn't exist, "It's good that it's not uncomfortable." First\./Hair\./More\./New'.. Hand. Machine. version ".