Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 47

Hu Lai was lying on the turf with her arms up and down, her chest undulating violently.

Not far away, Li Ziqiang's voice rang out: "Okay, is it enough to watch the movie? Give me training!"

Mao Xiao's apologetic face appeared in his vision: "Sorry, Hu Lai ..."

He felt a hand patting his body, maybe his shoulder or his arm.

Then he saw Meng Xi leaning out to look at himself, and ran away without saying anything.

The sound of footsteps moved from near to far, and finally disappeared.

The whistle sounded in the distance.

There are still some sounds, from the stands, from the sidelines, mixed together, not really heard, and turned into "buzzing" in Hu Lai's ears.

The whole world seemed to buzz in his ears.

After being knocked to the ground again and again, he is still a little dizzy. With tinnitus, the reaction is not very sensitive.

He didn't know how long he lay on the ground, but he didn't do the basic training today, so he struggled to get up from the ground again.

Training has already started on the other half of the court.

He staggered towards his own training ground-in front of a wall of the stadium.

Li Zhiqun laughed happily when he saw Hu Lai's embarrassed appearance.

When you flaunted the power in front of Lao Tzu, did you ever think that it would be so miserable after joining the school team?

Li Zhiqun smiled happily, and did not notice that Song Jiajia in the distance was staring at him with murderous eyes.

Li Qingqing didn't care about Li Zhiqun. Her eyes were all on Hu Lai.

In her gaze, the teenager came to the training place with the football, put down the football, and kicked the football towards the opposite wall with one foot.

But because of the force, he kicked a flaw, and the football flew to the other side crookedly, and was not able to bounce back.

Hu Lai had to run astray, retrieve the football, and then stagger the feet to bring the ball back.

In this process, he has not forgotten to do basic training in dribbling.

As soon as Hu Lai came home, she shocked her mother Xie Lan: "What's going on in your face?"

Hu Lai's left half of his face was slightly swollen, but this was not the most obvious. What was more conspicuous was a red bruise on the left half of his face.

This is what made his mother exclaim.

"I fell on a bicycle." Hu Lai explained.

"Fortunately your dad went to work ..." Xie Lan complained.

"Hey, Mom, I really fell by bike! I don't believe you!" After that, Hu Lai picked up his clothes and showed his mother the same bruises on his ribs. "There are still palms." Hu Lai spread his palms again, revealing the red scratches inside.

Seeing these scars on his son, Xie Lan frowned in pain: "I'll get you medicine."

"No mom, it's crusted." Hu Lai showed it to her.

"Then you also need to wipe the medicine, pick the scab when the scab is formed, and then apply the medicine so that the bacteria are not stuffed inside." Xie Lan said very seriously.

Hu Lai was startled: "Mom, are you serious ?!"

In the end, Xie Lan still gave Hu Lai the medicine, of course, did not break the scarred wound.

On the dinner table, Xie Lan smiled as she watched the gobbling son.

During this time, his son's meal was good. It should be related to his playing football. The amount of exercise is large, and the natural food intake is large.

This is very good, Xie Lan has always been worried that Hu Lai is too short, it is difficult to find a wife in the future.

Actually, Hu Lai's father was not short, and he was 1.8 meters tall, but Xie Lan herself was short, only 1.5 meters tall. She had been worried that she would drag down the child, causing him not to grow tall.

If playing football can make the child grow taller, that is also a good thing ...

"Eat more and eat again before you finish." Xie Lan said, looking at her child lovingly.

"Uh huh." Hu Lai nodded while continuing to plan rice in his mouth.

"Qing Qing, Qing Qing?"

"Ah?" Li Qingqing recovered, watching his father staring at him.

"What's wrong with you? Just asked you not to agree." Li Ziqiang asked.

"Ah, nothing, I'm thinking about a question."

"is it hard?"

"Hmm ... It's very difficult, very difficult." Li Qingqing frowned for a second and nodded. Not only is it difficult, but it is almost unsolvable. Anyway, she couldn't think of how to break her head. After practicing for a month, Hu Lai wanted to break the close defense of the two main defenders.

"Don't think about it if you can't figure it out, don't force yourself too much." Li Ziqiang persuaded.

"Hmm." The daughter lowered her head and chopped her mouth into the mouth.

Li Ziqiang looked at her daughter's absent-mindedness, and couldn't help but feel chest tight.

He can only imagine how he will clean up this **** boy in the next year when Hu Lai does not pass special training ...

Only in this way can he feel a little comfort.

After taking a shower, Hu Lai, who had already gone to bed, knelt down on the bed, closed his eyes and entered the system, and then looked at the marquee turntable in front of him.

Today's special training, except for the first time he touched the ball and shot the ball towards the goal, at other times he couldn't even touch the ball. He repeatedly fell, climbed, then fell, and then climbed again.

He felt like a sandbag and was beaten repeatedly.

If you go on like this, you can't see any hope of completing the special training.

In fact, if there is no such thing, just let him practice for a year, although Hu Lai will inevitably want to play, he will not have any great resistance to this arrangement. Training, he has made it clear that he really needs to lay a solid foundation.

But now two tasks are in his consciousness system, those rewards are like goddesses that are half-covered and half-covered, seduce him and make him hot inside.

Also has that time-limited task, which counts down for one second without stopping, and has jumped to 24: 17: 41: 08, which is like a desperation, reminding him that the time is like running water, rushing to the sea and never returning.

Thinking of here, Hu Lai looked at the four lottery tickets in hand again. He took the 3,000 points from the previous task reward and gave him two thousand, and exchanged four lottery tickets.

Give it a go, the bike becomes a motorcycle.

What if an artifact comes out and you turn yourself against the wind?

He decisively used the first raffle ticket.

"You got [Physical Elixir] × 1."

"Fuck!"

Hulai grabbed the quilt, turned over and lay down on the bed, no longer thinking about turning against the wind.

On the second day of training, special training was put in the last link, so as not to delay everyone's normal training-yesterday, because of Hu Lai's special training, other people watched a long time after the warm-up, and waited When I started training, my body was cold and the training effect was not very good.

While the team is training normally, Hu Lai is also conducting his own basic training.

The last part of training is special training.

This special training is the same as yesterday. Hu Lai was knocked over to the ground again and again.

At the beginning, Mao Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled Hu Lai up to express his apology to his friends.

But he wouldn't do it in the future, because even if he reached out, Hu Lai would be difficult to be pulled up, or leave some more time for Hu Lai to resume rest.

Head coach Li Ziqiang is still standing outside the restricted area, watching all this coldly.

If Mao Xiao or Yan Yan's performance is a little slack, his big voice will ring, just like a whip, and the two people who dare not dare to stop.

So after another day of training, Hu Lai still had to lie on some rough artificial turf, panting, looking towards the sky.

The chaotic footsteps sounded in his ears and disappeared, from near to far, and from far to near.

Various voices and opinions fell into his ears, and eventually became "buzzing".

Three times a week of training left the last time, leaving him little time.

Hulae lying on the ground panting a little reluctantly entered the system again. Although he only got [Physical Elixir] last night, he still wanted to try and try again.

After all, he still has three raffle tickets on hand. After buying this thing, he ca n't return it and ca n't exchange it for points. It 's useless to keep UU reading www.uukanshu.com.

Still use it.

Holding this idea, Hu Lai used up a lottery ticket.

Flashing brilliant lights, a card floating quietly in his system space.

【World Wave Experience Card】: After use, the user's shot may become a world wave within ten seconds.

Hu Lai froze.

"Hello, Hu Lai, don't lie down, watch out for colds ..." Mao Xiao crouched beside Hu Lai and was calling.

But Hu Lai did not give him any response, so he stared at the sky in a daze, if his chest was still up and down, and he could hear gasps from his mouth and nose, it would make people think he was dead. .

Meng Xi, who was squatting beside Hu Lai with Mao Xiao, reached out and shook his hands in front of his eyes. Hu Lai's eyes did not refocus because of this, still facing the infinite sky and no response to Meng Xi's movements. .

Mao Xiao reached out and pushed Hu Lai: "The training is over, Hu Lai, the coach is gone, really ..."

Hu Lai still did not respond.

"Wouldn't it be a silly head?" Meng Xi said beside him. "It is possible to be concussed by being knocked to the ground again and again ..."

Before he finished, he saw that Hu Lai, who was lying on the ground like a corpse, slammed up from the turf, startling Mao Xiao and Meng Xi.

Sitting up, Hu Lai ignored the two people around him, but got up and walked straight out of the court.

"It's over, it's really stupid." Looking at Hu Lai's staggering back, Meng Xi sighed.

"I didn't do it on purpose, the coach asked me to do it ..." Mao Xiao murmured in horror, as if to ask Hu Lai to become a ghost, but you must let him go.

Chapter end

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