When Xia Chengxi's body was almost recovered, the summer make-up class for the third year of high school had already begun, and Jiang Jingcheng actually received the invitation to the selection competition from the youth team again at this time.

"I really didn't expect that even Uncle Jiang's stubborn temper would be able to change his mind......"

Xia Chengxi sat in the audience seat of the court, biting the straw of milk tea, leaning on Qu Shao's shoulder, enjoying her parasol service with peace of mind.

The sun on the lawn was just right, Jiang Jingcheng put on the lake blue jersey again, and was galloping happily with his teammates on the field. Although he has applied to quit the team, the physical education teacher still opened the back door for him to practice, which is enough to prove his preference.

"What didn't you think of here? People change......"

Qu Shao held the handle of the umbrella in one hand and milk tea in the other, but his eyebrows refused to be idle, and he picked at Xia Chengxi randomly: "Even my godmother is willing to give up sending you to study abroad, what else is impossible in this world?" ”

Xia Chengxi glanced at her, and when she saw her smug appearance, she felt that some accounts should be settled.

"So...... Did you betray me then? ”

"Uh......"

Qu shook his heart as a thief, and when he thought of pouring beans on the bamboo tube at that time, he sold Xia Chengxi and called it a simple and thorough! At this time, he was settling accounts with the autumn queen, and he immediately choked.

"Hmph."

Xia Chengxi was relieved, and she didn't really care about her, so she just said: "You unrighteous guy, you can't even stand this test, and you will rebel in three or two clicks?" The organization is disappointed in you, alas...... It seems that I can't trust you anymore. ”

"Don't, don't......"

Qu Shao was anxious when he heard it, "I was forced by the situation, and it is understandable!" That's two bosses interrogating me together! You didn't see it, the scene was quite cruel, appalling, yes-"

She put the milk tea aside, and pulled Xia Chengxi's sleeve with her free hand: "There are a lot of adults in the organization, so give me another chance......

Xia Chengxi glanced at her with a smile, and raised her hand to give her a head up.

"Then punish you for inviting ice cream assassins, don't you make an example......"

Qu shook his head and nodded, while thinking about his poor pocket money in his heart, can he afford to invite the ice cream assassin?

Time flew by from that day, and in the blink of an eye, the tryouts for the academy began.

Jiang's father, who had just been discharged from the hospital, appeared in the audience of the stadium for the first time. He was in a wheelchair, pushed by Jiang's mother, and mixed in with a crowd of young fans, which was particularly abrupt.

Qu Shaoyao and Xia Chengxi returned to their old business, specially made cheering banners and cheering banners, and became cheerleaders again.

Qu Shao gave Jiang's father a small flag, "Uncle Jiang, Jiang Jingcheng will come out in a while, you will join us, wave the flag and shout to cheer for him!" ”

Father Jiang looked a little reserved, obviously he had never experienced such a scene. He had only watched football matches on TV, and he was basically so angry that he wanted to smash the TV. He figured it out, and if his bastard son didn't play well in a while, he would go back and beat him!

Jiang's mother was full of joy, and kept asking Xia Chengxi when Jiang Jingcheng would appear. She was holding an old-fashioned DV machine in her hand, and she still asked someone to borrow it, so she was ready to wait for her son to appear and record the most important and exciting game for her son.

When the selection match began, Jiang Jingcheng and a group of young football players entered the venue, and before Qu Shao reminded him, Jiang's father had already grinned unconsciously, and at the same time waved the small flag in his hand. on the field

The audience waved their flags and shouted in return, giving the warmest welcome.

Jiang Jingcheng is still wearing his lake blue jersey, and the sneakers are the pair that Jiang's mother saved money to buy for him.

He stood on the green field in the sun, his small eyes narrowed into a slit, but his demeanor was unprecedentedly calm and confident, even with a little arrogance. It's as if this is not a stadium, but a field for him to show off, and this is not a tryout, but the cornerstone of his path to godhood.

"It's a little crazy......"

Qu shook his lips and complained in Xia Chengxi's ear.

Xia Chengxi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't you think, this is what he was originally like?" ”

Honest and sincere, arrogant and resolute, high-spirited and brilliant, hot-blooded teenagers should be like this.

Forever young, always enthusiastic.

The whistle blew, and Jiang Jingcheng on the field began to run with the ball. He is like a small motor that has exploded its clockwork, and from the beginning, he is in peak condition. On the field, he ran with the ball like a gale, moving left and right, as if he was full of firepower, crushing the opponent in an invisible posture.

In their ears was the increasingly skillful cheering of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, who seemed to have unconsciously merged with the little fans beside them, and as the situation on the field intensified, they shouted excitedly to break the sound.

Qu shook and looked into the field.

Why did she feel that bursting out so hard and violently was more like saying goodbye?

*

A few days after the end of the trials, Jiang Jingcheng's small courtyard heard the sound of Jiang Jingcheng crying wolf and being beaten.

Father Jiang didn't draw the belt for the first time this time, but took a thin bamboo strip, turned the wheelchair with great difficulty, and followed Jiang Jingcheng in the yard.

"You stinky boy! Don't you love to play football? Don't you want to be in the youth team? I finally chose it, why did I give it up again? You're going to be mad at your dad to be happy, aren't you?! ”

Jiang Jingcheng stood out in the selection competition, and the invitation to join the youth team was sent early in the morning. As a result, he didn't say a word, and directly returned to someone.

Father Jiang was so angry that he ran away on the spot, and followed him all the way with a bamboo stick.

"Ouch...... Dad, don't get excited! Listen to me—"

Jiang Jingcheng shouted while carelessly dodging the bamboo strips.

"You say!" Father Jiang was angry, holding a bamboo strip and pointing at Jiang Jingcheng's nose: "I see that you stinky boy is playing with your father......"

"Oh, no! Father...... I'm just, just ......" Jiang Jingcheng blushed and shouted: "I just want to be admitted to college!" ”

Father Jiang was stunned, and the bamboo strip in his hand fell to the ground.

“…… What do you say? ”

Jiang Jingcheng said again: "I want to go to university!" ”

At this time, if Jiang's mother was there, she would definitely hide her face and cry with excitement, or give her son a big loving hug. But Father Jiang, who was not good at expressing emotions, only briefly reddened his eyes for a moment, and tried to ask in a normal tone: "...... Do you really want to do it? ”

Jiang Jingcheng nodded heavily: "Well, I really want to study this time and want to be admitted to university!" ”

“…… Then you don't want to be an international player? ”

"Harm...... Dad, I figured it out! The national team doesn't need me for the time being, and there are many young players who are as good as me who are following in the future. ”

Father Jiang looked at him suspiciously: "You really don't regret it?" ”

"No regrets!"

In fact, after playing the trials, Jiang Jingcheng had no regrets in his heart, and he made his choice after careful consideration.

For the future, he has had countless unrealistic fantasies, many dreams, and has also escaped from reality and persistently chased. But after the blood, he still has to learn to face tears and pain, learn to grow, but fortunately, he finally understands what he wants.

Father Jiang nodded, bent down and picked up the small bamboo strip on the ground.

"Then why don't you hurry up and go into the house and do your homework! How many classes have you missed during this time?! I'm telling you, if you don't get into college, see how I clean you up—"

Jiang Jingcheng: "......"

Who said his dad had changed? Haven't you changed at all......