make you angry, a little happy

The consequences of sliding down were disastrous, and all the meals in a box had to be overturned.And the choice before Zhang Zhao is even more difficult.Either, he strode to pull Su Xiaoyuan and let go of the lunch box in his hand, or he held on to the lunch box tightly to slow down the slide, and finally bumped into Su Xiaoyuan's body.

Almost without thinking, Zhang Zhao chose the latter.The freshmen are not familiar with themselves, so they are obviously no match for the importance of a box of nutritious meals.

"Damn, you can't hold back, you can tell me!" Zhang Zhao was a little annoyed, and stepped directly over the crane's legs, pushing away the lunch box that was pressing down on his feet, "The same goes for the newcomers in the team, just like you Son, if you can run or not, you don’t make a sound, just follow along and practice stupidly...I really can’t go on practicing, the team’s performance has long been dragged down by them...Move your feet, are you not under pressure?"

Under the white lunch box is a pair of retro Feiyue rubber-soled sneakers. They are very white and clean, and now they are stained with a few drops of soup.

Su Xiaoyuan just hit his knee, retracted his feet and squatted down directly.It hurts, it hurts so much that he can't speak.Zhang Zhao's speed was too fast. He couldn't keep up when he was down. The slower he walked, the greater the slope caused by the difference in height.In a hurry, he knocked his right foot on a step.

The needle in his butt in the early years cut off his normal life.He can't do the most normal walking of others every minute and every second.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Zhao was surrounded by people who fell down and got up and continued to run. It was the first time I saw someone squatting down after being hit.

"It's okay, it's okay... Hiss... you go first, I'll take it slowly." Su Xiaoyuan gasped, his right knee was so painful that it was about to burn.

"Brother Zhao didn't say you, you are too thin, your arms are about the same as those of a little girl, and your feet are weak because you lack practice." Zhang Zhao pulled the lunch box to the third and a half floor and handed it over to He An who came down to meet him. , "You take it up, then who will fall!"

"Falled?" He An pulled up by himself, and his shot put physique did this. The advantage was not even a single star. "Why did you fall?"

"Who knows...it's my fault too, I had to ask him to go downstairs to help carry it." Zhang Zhao walked into the classroom with his sleeves rolled up, the first box had already been emptied, "Changzi, you take the two of you downstairs to carry the other two boxes, Hurry up, other people have finished their shifts and send them back!"

Tao Wenchang was watching the young lady flirting with him on Douyin, put down his phone and grabbed two boys and went downstairs.

"Brother Zhao, where did you fall?" He An took out 6 lunch boxes from the second box, belonging to the three of them, "You should move the same box with Changzi, why not bully anyone... What's your name?"

"Why did I bully him?" Zhang Zhao didn't want to admit it. "I don't think he has anything to do. Help him integrate into the group."

"Tch, when you were in the team, you always liked to bully newcomers." He An saw that the seat next to Zhang Zhao was empty, and there were several stacks of textbooks neatly stacked, and he was different from others at a glance, "What's his name? "

"Su Xiaoyuan, his name is like a little girl's. You don't know how hypocritical he is, and he has to wipe the table when he puts a book." Zhang Zhao doesn't eat fat meat, he picks out all the meat and throws it away, while the lean meat goes to He An's rice Put it on, "Eat."

He An backed off a bit: "Brother Zhao, don't...I have enough to eat."

"I told you to eat, you just eat. What happened to the bottleneck period? Eat more! Practice more! Don't think too much! Who has never encountered a bottleneck in Ti Te. Look at Changzi, who is so awesome now, Gao Yi hides The time you cried in the men's room was much worse than yours, the root of the thigh was rubbed with a pole so that there was such a big red spot, and there was blood oozing from it, so it's not a problem now."

He An knew what Zhang Zhao meant and was finally willing to move his chopsticks. "Thank you Brother Zhao...Actually, yesterday I was still thinking about whether I am suitable for taking the road of body special. The teacher looks down on us, and if we can't practice and get results, there is no way to go."

"Heh, Changzi thought the same way back then. Let me tell you, the only way to go in the dark is to go forward in the dark, which is even more difficult than the Beijing Film Academy's acting exam." Two boxes of nutritious meals, Lean Meat's name is Zhang Zhaoquan Pick He An.Who made the two good buddies' home conditions completely heaven and earth.

Changzi's family is rich, he is willing to engage in sports, and he is indeed talented in the high jump.Since junior high school, there have been no interruptions in big and small competitions, and the rankings have been rushing forward. This person is often gone after class. It is absolutely necessary to ask for leave to compete and win glory for the school.

But even such an excellent seedling cannot escape Ti Tesheng's bottleneck curse.In the first half of the first semester of senior high school, Tao Wenchang’s most painful bottleneck came, which was only 0.25. The height of the second grade of 1 meters was no different from a barrier as high as the Himalayas, which made it difficult for him to move.

But the difference of 0.25 is no different from the difference of 25 when it comes to the high jump field.

No matter how to increase the intensity of training, change the habit of jumping and muscle memory, I can't make it through.This kind of pain has no solution, and can wipe out all the pride and physical strength of a person.At the end of the practice, Tao Wenchang didn't even dare to take off, and every time he fell down under the pressure of the pole, that feeling seemed to kill people, and Zhang Zhao knew it very well.

The playground, which gave them the highest honor, suddenly showed its fierce face, and became the battlefield for these children who practice sports.

Injuries, pains, failures, setbacks, no hesitation... Ti Tesheng couldn't cry, they were all nutritional supplements and Red Bull.Zhang Zhao alone saw Tao Wenchang cry twice, once when he was exhausted in the 200-meter jump, and once when he refused to admit defeat.But tears can't help the grades, so I gritted my teeth and worked hard.

The feeling of unshakable grades is tormenting people to death, but only after rushing past is the national second-level athlete, and only then can they be qualified to take the physical examination.People who can't break through are everywhere. Fortunately, Tao Wenchang is talented and willing to work hard.A second-year student is under pressure, and his ranking has already rushed to the city level. As long as his grades are not too low, his future is basically bright.

But He An was unlucky. A shot put of 7.26 kilograms could not be thrown 12.5 meters.Not to mention that his family's conditions are poor, and the crotch of the training clothes is worn out by himself.

Brother Zhao couldn't see the embroidery needle in his big hand covered with blood bubbles.

"Eat more, I'll order three next month." Zhang Zhao quickly picked out one box and began to pick another box.

He An ate in silence until Zhang Zhao quickly picked out the second portion of meat. "Brother Zhao, you can eat, I have enough."

"Fuck, just eat as long as you want, so much nonsense. If you don't eat it, what's the matter with you drinking protein powder every day?" Zhang Zhao stuffed the last piece of lean meat, and Tao Wenchang took the two boys back to the rest of the lunch box.Following in was Su Xiaoyuan, wearing a baggy school uniform, tiptoeing slightly.

He walks really bumpy, very unobtrusive.But Zhang Zhao was still able to see it.

Did it take so long to climb up?Zhang Zhao stared at him blankly, and then saw indescribable soap bubbles popping out of his head, so many, so many. "Why did you go?"

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't say that he took a long time to come back, he could definitely say that he was in pain, so that the irresponsible monitor could blame himself. "I stopped by the bathroom... What floor is the math teacher's office on? I'll get the paper later."

Huh, quite proud.Zhang Zhao now understands what he can't stand him for, it's his energy, a sense of direction that no one in Class 9 has.

He shouldn't be here, Zhang Zhao knows, and I believe Su Xiaoyuan knows it too. The remaining 9 people in class 45 are all confused and confused, unable to find their goals. No matter how hard they toss, their performance determines their future limitations.But Su Xiaoyuan is looking at the future directly from a bird's-eye view. He has a blueprint, knows what he is doing, what he wants to do, he can talk about his dreams, and he can take off immediately.

I really wanted to slap him and take a picture of him, and listen to him scold you for talking nonsense.

"On the fourth floor, you can see it when you walk outside along the corridor, the room of the grade leader." Zhang Zhaomou looked at his face with all his strength, looking for traces of dimples.Angry, with a cold, round face, the size of a palm.

"Thank you." Su Xiaoyuan was tired.Climbing up the stairs with a weak right leg, he was so tired that he didn't even bother to go home for dinner.

Zhang Zhao stared at his waiba's right foot, and didn't want to help him at first, but since Lao Han handed him over to him. "You are not familiar with school, do you want me to take you there?"

"No, it's just this way, I can still find it... You can eat." Su Xiaoyuan grabbed the mint green pencil case to hide the nervousness of being stared at.When I was nervous, the zipper was not opened, so I quickly pretended to open the book.

Did this tell him to see it?Su Xiaoyuan seemed to be waiting for the answer, turning the pages of the book so fast, but there was something in his heart that whispered, can't it?What does this person look like?Certainly not, after so many years, no one has noticed.

"You really don't need me to take you?" Zhang Zhao only knew that he was nervous, but he didn't know why he was nervous. "You...can you go?"

Su Xiaoyuan's expression changed: "Of course I can go by myself."

He An ate nervously, afraid that Brother Zhao would repeat his habit of bullying newcomers. "Your name is Su Xiaoyuan, isn't it? The name is really easy to remember. My name is He An. I'm Ti Te. I'm from the shot team." He pointed to Changzi who was walking this way, "Tao Wenchang, just call him Changzi. We are a high jumper from No. [-] Middle School." Seed players, those who go for the first-level results, the provincial team asked him not to go. Brother Zhao said just now that you fell, is it serious? It doesn’t matter, right?”

Su Xiaoyuan felt that this person was quite nice, and shook his head, what could he say?When you said you didn't remember anything, the intramuscular injection caused the muscle to contract strongly and strained the nerve?It would be better to let Lao Wang be condemned to death in court.

"It doesn't matter, I accidentally lost my mind before I fell." Su Xiaoyuan didn't have much thought, usually only study and read, he didn't develop hobbies, and he didn't understand the idea of ​​people's hearts being separated from their stomachs.With a clean smile on his snow-white face, he greeted He An with a small dimple, which was completely different from the decisive look just now.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a person in Class 9, very innocent.

He An's mind is simpler. He eats, studies, trains, rests, and speaks straight: "Yes, you are too thin, and the coaches in our team dare not train you. In the future, if there is anything in the class, you can tell us. Lao Han is also very nice, don't worry."

"Coach? Is your coach fierce?" He An's friendliness relieved Su Xiaoyuan's nervousness, and he asked with a smile, with yearning and longing for strength in his smile, "Is it true that you throw shot puts with great strength?" ?”

"It's okay... My grades this year are not particularly ideal, and I have to work hard. I heard Lao Han said that your grades are good, is it true?" He An is not very good at chatting, and asked whether it is true or not, suddenly I was kicked by someone, from the angle of analysis, Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao's face was obviously darkened, didn't he just not help him?Putting face on and making life difficult for yourself, right?Why is the young man so unrestrained?He An is the same, he can chat with anyone, he is sick.

As soon as Tao Wenchang sat down, he also threw the fat outside. "Damn it, this fucking ordering company is too vicious, who will eat all this fat! Brother Zhao, do you want to bring food from home next month?"

"No, my parents are doing business in Hainan. There is no one at home. I live with my cousin." Zhang Zhao took two mouthfuls of rice, turned to Su Xiaoyuan indifferently, and leaned hard on the back of a chair.

Loud noise, very childishly frightening.

"What are you doing?" Su Xiaoyuan grabbed the pencil case again, nervousness flickered in his eyes.

"Didn't you say, go home for lunch? Don't go back now, wait for the afternoon to drink the northwest wind?" Zhang Zhao's calf tentatively moved to the right, and sure enough, the boy's legs were like snails, and he retracted to hide far away of.

No one will touch it, which is very interesting.

"Why do you keep touching me?" Su Xiaoyuan was most afraid of this. When he touched his leg, he was so nervous that he could tremble, "You look like a hooligan."

"I have long legs, so I touched them accidentally." Zhang Zhao smiled, and began to confuse his opponents with his trademark sunny smile, like a contestant on the track pretending to have a stomachache, waiting for the gunshot to overwhelm everyone, "Mr. Han Say that I am the acting monitor, let me take care of you, if you have any problems, it is my fault, and I will cover you in Class 9 from now on."

The author has something to say: Small theater, Xiaoyuan curse words 1: You are talking nonsense!Golden sentence 2: You are like a hooligan!

He An: Changzi, look, Brother Zhao is going to bully someone again.

Tao Wenchang: Hurry up and eat with your head down, we didn't see anything.