Chapter Ninety-Four: Waiting for Someone
Liu Yang's expression was very stiff when he said this, he wanted to rely on this joke to adjust his mood at the moment, but unfortunately not only the assistant was not amused, but even he himself did not have the slightest idea of wanting to laugh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The assistant looked at Liu Yang worriedly, he was very familiar with Liu Yang, this middle-aged man with gray hair had always been strict and unsmiling. When Liu Yang started to say a bad joke, it meant that his heart was completely messed up.
Liu Yang's mood at the moment can be said to be terrible.
This is also understandable, after all, he has been looking forward to this competition for a long time, especially after inviting Song Qiu to join, and he is always eager for the competition to start as soon as possible.
But now that the matter is coming, the ace player he relied on suddenly disappeared as if the world had evaporated, which made him not anxious and depressed.
"I'm not going to eat. Liu Yang said sullenly, and the unlit cigarette in his hand was rubbed with his two palms and thrown into the trash.
The assistant raised his hand and opened his mouth, trying to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only retract his hand helplessly and shake his head, silent.
"I thought that this time I could vomit my depression, raise my eyebrows, and let this guy from Hao Baicun lose hard in front of me, but I didn't expect that this kind ......of thing would happen, is this my fate?"
Liu Yang shook his head secretly, and sighed in his heart: "Song Qiu, Song Qiu, where did you go?"
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Monk Daozhen smiled and said: "You have already stepped into the foundation building period with one foot, and you are only about to come to the door at the end, if your body like this will still catch a cold, then I think you should go for an injection immediately." ā
Song Qiu was very nervous when he heard this, stared at Monk Daozhen and asked, "Could it be that an immortal cultivator will have very serious and terrifying consequences if he gets a cold?"
"No, I don't. Monk Daozhen replied easily.
"Then why did you ask me to go for an injection immediately?" Song Qiu was still not at ease, and asked at the bottom of the question.
"A shot can make you sure if you are dreaming now, after all, the poor monk has lived for so many years, and he has never seen an immortal cultivator catch a cold. Monk Daozhen said lightly.
Ignoring Song Qiu's fierce expression when he stared at him viciously, Monk Daozhen continued to ask, "How does your body feel?"
Song Qiu licked his lips and said, "It's okay, it's just that the mouth is very dry, can you get some water?"
Monk Daozhen looked up at the sun and said, "I think there is a more important thing to remind you than drinking water. If I'm not mistaken, you've missed the preliminaries of the 4*100m team event by now, and if you delay any longer, even if the Jiangcheng University men's swimming team reaches the final, you won't be able to catch up. ā
Song Qiu was shocked when he heard this, and then he remembered that today was the day of the competition, and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the mountain.
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In the afternoon.
With an hour to go before the start of the game, Liu Yang sat in the locker room and smoked a cigarette without saying a word.
He didn't eat at noon, and he was running around the world, trying to find Song Qiu, but he still didn't get the slightest useful news.
At this time, he had given up the illusion in his heart and no longer hoped for Song Qiu's participation.
In the dressing room, the atmosphere was gloomy and gloomy, and even Xu Haoran, who had always been at odds with Song Qiu, was worried.
After all, in the swimming team of Jiangcheng University, everyone knows Song Qiu's weight, and they also know how many catties and taels they have.
Originally, I thought that with Song Qiu here, everyone could work together to fight for a team gold medal, which was not in vain for so many years of hard training and hard work, but now all fantasies will come to naught, and several team members are also aggrieved in their hearts.
Xu Haoran said in a muffled voice: "I knew that kid was unreliable, and there was no one at the critical moment, so blind that our swimming team was so good to him." ā
Liu Yang frowned and did not speak.
"He wanted to be reinstated, he was reinstated, he was going to train for only two hours a day, and the coach agreed, and even when he brought two friends on a trip to such an important national event, the school agreed. But what did such a good treatment get in exchange? In exchange for him to escape and disappear from the battle?" Xu Haoran vomited the dissatisfaction that had been accumulating in his heart, and several other team members nodded one after another, and at this time, they broke out the resentment in their hearts.
"Enough!" Liu Yang finally couldn't help it, and interrupted: "The game is coming, Xu Haoran, what do you mean by these words that shake the hearts of the army?"
"I'm just ......" Xu Haoran wanted to argue, but was frightened by Liu Yang's fierce eyes.
"Without Song Qiu, wouldn't you have the courage to compete for the championship? When did you all become this kind of weak and lamb who depended on others? Shouldn't you never admit defeat in sports in the competitive world? Never admit defeat, never give up, no matter how strong the opponent is, you must have the idea and determination to compete for the championship, this is the spirit of competitive sports!" Liu Yang waved his arms and said loudly.
The team members bowed their heads in shame at what Liu Yang said.
I don't know when it started, maybe it was because after seeing Song Qiu's results in training, their fighting spirit became lower and lower, and they used to dream of winning the single event when they slept and dreamed, but now they suddenly found that they had completely surrendered in front of Song Qiu, even if it was Xu Haoran.
The door to the locker room was pushed open.
Hao Baicun didn't even knock on the door this time, and came in directly.
"Hehe, why hasn't that kid seen a figure yet, isn't he really cowardly and ran away?" Hao Baicun's appearance reminded Liu Yang of the word villain.
"Coach Liu, I have a question for you. Knowing that Liu Yang would not answer, Hao Baicun said to himself: "If that kid doesn't play, then my team will never be able to defeat him, you shouldn't be able to use this kind of Laipi method, right?"
Liu Yang stared at him coldly and said, "The game hasn't started yet, what are you anxious about?" Don't worry, I, Liu, will never use such a shameless method to repay the debt." ā
"Coach Liu, if not, before the game starts, you admit defeat in front of me, just kneel on the ground and shout 'Dad', I will spare you generously, what do you think?" Hao Bocun said with a smile.
In fact, he also knew that there was not much difference between kneeling down and shouting "Dad" and kneeling down and shouting "Dad" three times, and he did this just to deliberately make fun of Liu Yang.
"Oh, we got Coach Hao's wishes, but I prefer to see Coach Hao call someone 'Dad', so it's better for you to call it." A chuckle sounded, and the corners of Liu Yang's eyes jumped suddenly.
Song Qiu is here.