- Gu Yi's move just now is really too damaging, killing people and punishing the heart, look at what kind of stimulation people have become.

If Yihui's team members rushed over and beat Song Yimian and them now, it could be said that it was expected by her.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Hong Xiqi suddenly bared her teeth and shouted, and forcefully broke the five fingers that Tao You was holding her arm and was still tightening, "You let go!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tao You hurriedly let go of his hand, and did not forget to help Hong Xiqi massage it.

Hong Xiqi was dressed thickly, and her body was not as painful as she shouted, she flattened her wrinkled sleeves and comforted her heartily, "It's the last game, there's nothing to be nervous about, the worst result is five to one, no matter what, you win."

"Let's go, go eat, and see when you're full."

The team members were almost packed, and after a brief gathering, they walked to Field Three. Coach Tan and Coach Sun have already started to distribute meals.

"Hey, Coach Tan, Song Yimian and Gu Yi are changing tactics again?" One of the players stuffed rice into his mouth and ate deliciously, not forgetting to pay attention to the changing situation on the field.

Tao You finished queuing up to get the lunch box, and his legs were already weak from hunger. She found a corner with a good view, put her schoolbag on the ground at random, and sat cross-legged on it.

- Change tactics? More radical, or is it back to normal? If the fight is even more fierce than just now, it is estimated that the two players on the opposite side will be closed after this game.

Tao You couldn't wait to open the lunch box before he could sit down, and swallowed his saliva when he looked at the decent dishes in front of him, and there was no extra attention to give to the two people on the playing field.

"What kind of tactic is this? Why haven't I seen them practice before?"

"Improvised? It's too open."

"What are these two boys scheming about?"

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Tao You violently dismantled the chopsticks, while pricking up his ears to listen to other people's discussions, but his eyes were only staring at the meal in his arms from beginning to end, no matter how wonderful the game was, it was not as tempting as the steaming meal in front of him. She couldn't wait to eat a few bites of food, and only when she had something in her stomach did she raise her head and continue watching the game.

If you say that in the last game, Song Yimian and Gu Yi were like two wolves who had been hungry for a few days and nights, with green eyes glowing, after smelling the breath of their prey, they instantly entered an offensive state, with rapid pace, chasing each other until they were exhausted and defeated.

And now, these two people are like two wolves bathed in the afternoon sunshine after they are satisfied, taking a leisurely walk to eat, the green light under their eyes is gone, and they are even a little tired of laziness.

Tao You's cheeks were raised, and he slowly chewed the very tough beef grains in his mouth, and quietly glanced at the scoring sign on the sidelines.

Although Song Yimian and Gu Yi looked serious and played very seriously, and each ball returned in a decent manner, there were always a few just right balls that fell into the net or went out of bounds.

"Beep! The referee shook his legs and whistled after Song Yimian landed a suicidal flat shot, "Forty-five to zero, Yihui leads."

Gu Yi showed a regretful look on his face, wiped the fine sweat from the corner of his forehead with his free left hand, slapped his thigh, and said in annoyance, "Oh, such a good ball, it's a pity, it's a pity."

"Brother Mian, did you play too hard in the last game, and now your physical strength is exhausted, and this ball has also been caught. You can't." He didn't miss any opportunity to ridicule Song Yimian.

Song Yimian exchanged places with him, and glanced at Gu Yi, who was still smiling, coldly, and his two thin lips were slightly opened, "Get out!"

Gu Yi took advantage of the gap between picking up the ball on the opposite side, turned the racket in a chic and skillful way with his right hand, tilted his head and asked Song Yimian, "What's the matter, it's the last game, how are you going to play?" As soon as the words fell, the racket fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Shame!" Hong Xiqi was eating deliciously, and saw Gu Yi playing with a racket, so he hurriedly put down his lunch box and picked up his mobile phone, preparing to record Gu Yi's handsome behavior, but it only took less than five seconds to record his racket to see him hit the ground.

She opened the video just now with a fluke mentality, no more, no less, and at two seconds and fifty-nine, the racket fell off the ground. Hong Xiqi deleted that one complete

The action was not recorded in the video, and he covered his face and said, "It's really handsome for three seconds."

Gu Yi quickly bent down to pick it up, and after checking whether the frame was damaged, he honestly held the racket back in his hand, and then looked at Song Yimian again as if nothing happened.

Song Yimian didn't look at Gu Yi's failed show-off behavior, lifted his neckline and wiped the sweat that flowed to his chin, and replied, "How did you fight just now, how do you fight now."

"Be serious." He added.

Gu Yi pursed his mouth and said as if aggrieved, "I've been fighting seriously all along."

He rolled his eyes again, and carefully confirmed, "Friendship first, competition second, and we didn't release water obviously."

Then regardless of Song Yimian's reply, he replied to himself as he walked to his position, "Anyway, it's tens of thousands of times better than the water release during the usual training."

- Unashamed.

When they usually train, they basically don't make mistakes like this.

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"Game on."

Hong Xiqi took a sip of soup, shook his head and sighed, "Song Yimian is too upright, and just now he said that releasing water is disrespectful to the opponent, so he will be clawed."

Tao You recalled for a moment, put down the hand that was supporting his cheek, rubbed his chewing cheeks lightly with his fingertips, and wondered, "When did he say that?"

- I'm empty again?

After Hong Xiqi stuffed the beef cubes he had just picked up into his mouth, he put down his chopsticks, and pulled his fingers in the direction of the other team members at random, covering his mouth and saying, "They were talking just now, about whether it hurts for Song Yimian to slap himself in the face. You may have been too focused on eating to hear."

- Okay.

Tao You moved his somewhat sour back, a box full of lunches, and he had almost eaten unconsciously.

She saw that a staff member came to collect the lunch box, and the two meals left for Song Yimian and Gu Yi were placed on the bench alone, and a layer of mist formed on the transparent lid.

"By the time they're done, it's all cold." Tao You took a sip of soup and complained, "This game is too unreasonable."

"You're feeling distressed?" Hong Xiqi wiped his mouth and teased.

Tao You, who was grabbed again, felt a stalk in his throat, "It's normal to question, isn't noon just time to eat and rest, and I don't have the strength to play when I'm hungry."

As he spoke, several plastic crates came in, neatly stacked with fresh apples of similar size and water droplets, which looked very attractive.

"I'll go, the food is so good, and there is fruit after the meal!" Hong Xiqi got up and threw the lunch box into the trash can in the corner, "This apple looks very good." Xiao Youyou, I'll get it for you."

"Forty-five to fifteen, Yi Hui wins." The last ball ended with a mistake by a member of Yihui's team.

The four walked to the referee's chair, shook hands with each other, and walked to their respective schools.

The two members of Yihui Middle School were hunched over and shuffled towards the female coach, their faces were full of sluggish expressions, and the sense of violence before the start of the game had already been completely consumed in the process of the game.

"Look, look, they're beaten and shut up." The members of the first squadron nibbled on apples, and it was not a big deal to see the excitement, and they looked at Yihui with friends.

"It's the first time I've seen a real person beaten and autistic."

"I'm scared to think about it, but fortunately, I'm a team member with Song Yimian and Gu Yi, not an opponent."

「······」 The team members chatted with each other.

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The referee wrote the last word on the document in a dashing manner, handed the blue folder to the staff, inserted the black pen into his chest pocket, and walked to the referee's office with the referee in the second field with his hands behind his back.

After a while, the final score appeared on the big screen - one middle: Yihui, 5:1, one win! The first middle school was promoted, and Yihui entered the repechage match.

"Come and eat, don't eat again

It's going to be cold, but there's no soup, and when I brought it just now, there were a few bowls missing, and the apples were taken well. As for your towels, wipe off your sweat, don't wait a while, quick." Coach Tan waited for Song Yimian and Gu Yi to come over, took their rackets and put them away, and began to act like an old father, busy arranging for them, "Let the place for the good meal come out."

"We're done, you two come here." Some team members finished pulling the last few bites of food and got up and said.

The first middle school did not show too many mood swings for this game that had no suspense about winning, eating when it should have eaten, and resting when it should have rested.

On Yihui's side, although he won a game, he was not so happy, and the food in his hand was not fragrant. In this game with No. 1 Middle School, they lost convincingly, and they also lost as expected, after all, the difference in strength between them and No. 1 Middle School is not something that can be compared overnight, and there is no miracle in such a game. The only thing they didn't expect was that the first middle school finally gave them a point, so that they didn't lose so embarrassed.

It's just that after this morning's game, the only bit of self-confidence they had at the beginning was hit by the three players in the first game, especially the three people who played last game, constantly reviewing their game scenes in their minds, and the food they ate in their mouths tasted like chewing wax.

They were already slightly worried about whether they would be able to make it out of the repechage, and it would be a shame that they couldn't just come home for a day.

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The dishes in this lunch box are good, but this white rice is too choking.

Tao You saw that Song Yimian hadn't eaten a few bites of food, so he habitually took out the thermos cup from the bag on the side of the schoolbag.

He just lifted the water glass, looked down at the hot air rising from the mouth of the cup, frowned slightly, licked his lips and finally closed the lid.

Tao You remembered the bag of warm soy milk just now, which was probably placed in this thermos cup. Regardless of whether Song Yimian has a habit of cleanliness or not, the water in this cup can no longer be drunk.

She quickly took the last few bites of her meal and pulled out a brand-new navy blue thermos mug with a few snowflakes printed on it. It was prepared by the organizer for each athlete, and when they entered the stadium in the morning, there were staff members at the door to distribute it to them.

"I'm going to pour some water." She took a bite of the apple, turned her head to look around, found a few drinking tanks in the corner, said hello to Hong Xiqi, who was playing a game with her head down, and trotted to fetch water.

Tao Youcai ran a few steps when he saw Ding Dongyi carrying a crossbody bag and slowly walking from the audience, "Coach Tan, Coach Sun." She greeted politely.