Difficult to heal

After training, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening. Lu Shu took off his helmet, shook the ends of his sweat-wet hair, picked up a towel next to him and covered his face.

"Go back early, the staff will come up and lock the door later." Coach Qian warned before leaving.

Yue Zhuojun was paralyzed on the ground, weakly saying OK.

The substitute didn't come tonight, and the coach caught them both to practice to death. Even though Lu Shuan could still sit, he didn't even want to move his toes.

"Senior brother, your physical strength is too good." Even if he couldn't move, Yue Zhuojun was still committed to carrying out the chatter to the end.

"Normal." Lu Shu took off the towel and wiped it off, poured half a bottle of water into his throat, and gasped, "I'm tired too."

"I feel like I'm going to be paralyzed, my legs are cramping."

"Get up." Lu Shu kicked him, "Do some stretching."

Yue Zhuojun shook his head: "I can't move, I can't move..."

Lu Shu sneered, and began to taunt: "That's just right, pack up, and you can go to the auditorium to occupy a seat tomorrow."

Junior Brother Yue choked.

Lu Su continued to output steadily: "Thinking about being a substitute, Lei Feng will do good deeds without you."

"..."

Yue Zhuojun felt that he had been severely injured physically and mentally, he got up from the ground half dead, and stretched on one side bitterly.

Lu Shu let his mind go blank, touched the phone next to him and clicked on it, there were several WeChat messages and missed calls on it.

They were all sent to him by the family of three who went to the capital.

Picking a few of them and going back, Lu Shuan made a call to Xiu Qinjiang.

It was quickly picked up over there, and Xiu Qinjiang's slightly excited voice sounded: "Yan."

"Yeah." Lu Shu leaned against the wall, "Is it settled?"

"Okay," said Qin Qinjiang, "you didn't answer the phone before, what were you doing?"

"Just finished training." After the panting fatigue subsided, Lu Shu gradually became a little sleepy, "Where are you now?"

"in the room."

Because he had to go to the capital twice a year and stay for at least a month each time, and for more convenience, Lu Mingheng rented a suite near the hospital for a long time, so he didn't need to find a hotel anymore.

Hearing that the other party was not in a high mood, Xiu Qinjiang thought about it: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Lu Shu skipped the topic and asked, "Did you get airsick today?"

Xiu Qinjiang used to fly, probably due to lack of sense of security, so that every time he took off, he would feel dizzy and nauseated, and at this time Lu Shu would hold his hand and say something else to divert his attention force.

But this time I am not around, I don't know if he can adapt.

"No." Xiu Qinjiang answered quickly.

Lu Shu smiled, rejoicing but at the same time a little disappointed, "It's fine if you don't have one."

"On the plane, I've been thinking about you." Su Qinjiang said.

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, Lu Shu said, "Really?"

"I miss you all the time, I won't get dizzy."

He added: "I miss you very much now too."

Lu Shu held the phone in his hand, his heart shrank slightly, feeling a little itchy with discomfort.

Occasionally, the slight sound of Yue Zhuojun stretching could be heard around him. In the quiet environment, his physical fatigue and sleepiness were artificially ignored at that moment.

After a while, Yue Zhuojun went to the locker room.

Lu Shu wandered back and forth silently, tugging frequently.

Finally, a low and light voice resounded as if resigning to fate——

"Me too."

Xiu Qinjiang let out a slow oh, and then gradually laughed out loud.

Lu Shu felt that he was hopeless.

He is cocooning himself.

After laughing a few times, Xiu Qinjiang changed the topic with a wink.

I counted down what delicious food I ate and what fun I saw in the capital today, and said that the traffic jam in the capital is getting worse.

Then he consciously reported the itinerary for tomorrow, and told Lu Shu to send a message when he got home, so he reluctantly said good night.

Lu Shu: "Well, rest early, and do a good job in rehabilitation tomorrow."

After making a phone call that constantly breached his defense, he sighed wearily, changed his clothes and called a car to go home.

After arriving home, he sent a message. After taking a hasty shower, Lu Shu threw himself into the bed. He was so tired that he didn't have the strength to think about anything, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

—

The quasi-senior high school students finished their final exams and spent only three days adjusting their mixed feelings of being self-contained and happy after being poorly tested, and then they were cruelly recalled by the school again, and continued to devote themselves to the heartless reviewing business.

Amidst the painful howls of all kinds of scumbags, the fans in the classroom that were about to fall into dust started to spin again, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and the hot wind, welcoming the coming of the summer smelling of soda.

The school uniforms have changed from jackets and trousers to blue and white short-sleeves. The teenagers and girls who are between youthful and mature, shuttle in the tree-lined avenues and sunny tree shadows of the campus, and their vigor is about to overflow, which is stronger than the sun above their heads. How dazzling.

The class schedule has been increased from four periods in the morning to five periods. While the homework is heavy, it also deepens students' understanding of the life hurdle of the college entrance examination.

Regardless of whether the grades are good or bad, they are more or less driven by this urgent atmosphere.

During the break of the third period, Pan Mian jumped up and stretched, crumpled a ball of waste paper in his hand, stood still and shot a basket.

The ball of paper hit the edge of the trash can, then rolled and rolled, and rolled into the dustbin next to it.

Feng Changyu applauded: "Good shot!"

Pan Mian showed off his muscles, and said shamelessly, "Your Excellency, with my skills, is it suitable for me to join the basketball team?"

Tang Xingchen crossed his legs, took a cattail fan like an old man, and squinted comfortably: "You are suitable to join the cheerleading team."

Pan Mian was furious: "Fuck you shameless! Give me back the fan!"

He rushed over and snatched the cattail leaf fan, then switched to an expression that he thought was very weak and helpless, his body softened to Lu Shu who was beside him, and called out delicately: "Brother Lu, they are bullying you~"

Feng Changyu: "Ouch."

Tang Xingchen was full of admiration: "Better acting like a baby than my dog."

Pan Mian rubbed again: "Woooo..."

Lu Shu was busy chatting with Xiu Qinjiang, and wanted to ignore it directly, but after being rubbed countless times by that sloppy round head and interrupting him many times to type and read the news, his face finally turned black.

He grabbed Pan Mian by the hair and threw him out of the classroom regardless of howling hey he was.

Lu Shu returned to his seat and picked up his phone again.

Now it was Tang Xingchen's turn to applaud: "Good shot."

Looking at Pan Mian who was unwilling to be humiliated outside, Feng Changyu almost burst into laughter.

Since the end of the final exam, the classroom seats were all disrupted, and no one in the class sat in the original position.

Now on the surface it is first come, first served, but in fact there are small teams in piles.

Lao Hongnian went with them during the summer vacation, and it would not be too late to change seats when school started.

Pan Mian and Feng Changyu sat in the second-to-last row, and Tang Xingchen and Huo Qinjiang's desk sat in the last row.

Pan Mian was quite excited at first, and his good brothers sat in a row.

However, after being repeatedly bullied by three doggy men who were taller than him, his youthful motherland flower gradually withered, and he missed the gentle and lovely Jiang Jiang far away in the capital.

But sitting like this is also good. Lu Shu took on three assignments by himself - except for Tang Xingchen's, he didn't write at all.

In addition, I made class notes and recordings for Xiu Qinjiang, and then sorted them out and sent them to him in the evening.

The other three were to release the wind accurately for Lu Shu, to guard against impromptu attacks by the teaching director or Lao Hong, and to create a good environment for him to chat with Xuan Qinjiang blatantly.

The phone vibrated.

[Brother]: Where are people?Are you in class yet?

【LU】: No, I lost a harmful object.

[LU]: How do you feel today?

[Brother]: Not bad, the process went smoothly.

[LU]: Yes.If you don’t understand English and take pictures, I will tell you after class.

[Brother]: Good.

[Brother]: I ate roast duck at noon today. That restaurant is very delicious. I will bring it to you when I come back.

Lu Shu thinks of the way he eats. When encountering delicious food, he has to maintain an elegant eating style. It must be that he can only eat quickly in small bites, like a hamster.

He couldn't help smiling, pressed the corner of his mouth again, and typed: You don't intend to bring back everything you think is delicious, do you?

It should be right for Xiu Qinjiang: Otherwise?

Lu Shu laughed: OK, I'll wait.

The other side asked again: Are you going to class?

Lu Shuhui: Almost there.

After sending this sentence, the class bell rang, and he exited the chat interface.

—

Lu Shu went later today than yesterday, and there are already people training in the gym.

"Here we come." Coach Qian greeted, "Hurry up and change clothes."

Lu suddenly responded.

After changing clothes, he went to the side to warm up. The small substitute and Yue Zhuojun were practicing two consecutive horizontal kicks. Seeing him coming, Yue Zhuojun was excited and wanted to raise his hand to say hello, but because of the majesty of the coach, he dared not act rashly.

Lu Shu didn't forget the lesson of last night, so he stayed away.

"Come here, let me introduce you." Coach Qian walked over and patted the little substitute on the shoulder, "This is your other junior brother, Liang Cong. This time, as a substitute, he will participate in the Yunyi Cup competition with you."

"Hello, senior brother." Liang Cong greeted with a calm expression.

Lu Shu had a full view of the other person's expression and didn't react. He was not interested in understanding other people's inexplicable hostility, but just thought the name was interesting - it sounded like an onion.

"Hello." Lu Shu's tone was lighter than his.

Coach Qian casually said a few words: "You are all Lu Shu's younger brother, and you are younger than him. If there is anything you can't do, you can ask more. Lu Shu should also take care of the juniors."

Lu Shu continued to warm up while walking, while Onion—ah no, Liang Cong continued to practice two consecutive horizontal kicks.

Only Yue Zhuojun replied foolishly: "Okay, we will definitely hire more Brother Teacher."

Coach Qian rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, and picked up a foot target: "Practice the triangle barb, one by one, and press the hips when the kick is empty."

Hearing the word "press the crotch", Yue Zhuojun shivered and hid back, standing behind Lu Shu.

Seeing that he looked like a quail, Lu Shu laughed and said, "So difficult?"

Yue Zhuojun shook his head crazily: "No, no, I'm afraid of stepping on my crotch. Once I step on it, I won't be able to recover for three months."

"Don't kick the ball and it's fine."

"But I'm nervous..."

Stepping on the crotch, the nightmare of a man's life, is enough to make people turn pale when talking about it.

Lu Shu nodded, very cold-blooded and ruthless: "Then you continue to be nervous."

Yue Zhuojun felt sad.

Liang Cong was the first to complete the movement, and Coach Qian said sternly, "The take-off height is not high enough, and the center of gravity is unstable. How did you practice before?"

Liang Cong frowned angrily.

The second is Lu Shu.

Lu Shu habitually jumped twice before every movement, and saw that his legs suddenly exerted force and stepped forward, then he took off and followed by a backflip, and kicked the high target firmly and accurately.

Coach Qian nodded in praise: "Not bad, the direction is a little bit off, pay attention in the future. Next."

Liang Cong glanced this way, his expression was gloomy.

Lu Shu pretended he didn't see it, so he didn't bother to answer.

Yue Zhuojun moved over tremblingly, Coach Qian stared at him: "Are you here to die?"

Yue Zhuojun whimpered twice, took off and somersaulted back, and then kicked empty as expected.

"..."

Coach Qian threw the target and sneered: "Are you coming or should I go?"

Yue Zhuojun backed away wanting to cry but was grabbed by the coach and pinned to the ground.

"You can kick out such a simple movement? You treat this as a kindergarten interest class?!"

As soon as he stepped on it, the empty training room immediately echoed with the screams of ghosts and wolves.