Chapter 41 It would be nice if I could be gentle
After Hu Lixin finished his breakfast, he put the bowl on the table, got up and walked to the door: "I went to work."
"Okay, walk slowly. Be careful on the road." His wife Xie Lan poked her head out of the kitchen and said goodbye to her husband.
Hu Lai was immersed in eating porridge when he suddenly felt eyes staring at him, so he raised his head, and sure enough he saw his father standing at the door looking at him.
"Uh, goodbye dad..." Hu Lai said quickly.
"Study seriously and don't mess around." Hu Lixin said with a straight face.
"Don't worry, Dad. I promise to finish all my homework in the morning!" Hu Lai said with a smile on his face.
Hu Lixin did not speak anymore, but nodded and then left the house. It takes half an hour to ride an electric bike to work in the community.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will work there until 6:30 in the evening and have dinner there before riding back.
Hu Lai calculated in his mind that the kick-off time of the game was at three o'clock in the afternoon. The eighty-minute game time plus the fifteen minutes of halftime and injury time would probably take about one hundred minutes.
It should be around 4:45 after the game, and he would be able to rush home from school in time.
So there is no need to worry about his father finding out that he joined the school team and participated in the competition.
The only one who couldn't hide it was his mother.
But Hu Lai didn't want to hide it from his mother.
Based on what he knew about his mother, there was a high chance that his mother would agree to him going to school to compete. Of course, the premise is that his own performance is better.
So what he just said to his father was not nonsense. He really planned to study hard in the morning and finish all the homework he should do.
In this way, the rest of the time is arranged by yourself, and my mother will not have any objections to whatever I want to play.
It's just that he is going to participate in a football match now, but in normal times, he might just go out to play.
So after eating, Hu Lai helped his mother clear the dining table, and then said to her: "Mom, um, I won't be at home for lunch..."
Mom's eyes widened: "What are you going to do?"
"Didn't I join the football team? There is a game in the afternoon, I'm going to... Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely do all the homework I need to do in the morning!" Seeing that his mother was going berserk, Hu Lai explained repeatedly, I didn't dare to stop at all, for fear of giving my mother a chance to interrupt. "Make sure to complete it with quality and quantity! This way, I can arrange my time freely in the afternoon. I will go to school to participate in the competition. I will definitely be back before dinner. Don't worry, Mom. Playing football is better than going out to play games in an Internet cafe, right? It's also exercise after all. Where is the body? ”
The mother did want to interrupt several times, but every time she opened her mouth, she found that there was no chance to interrupt, so she could only let Hu Lai finish the words in one breath. Then she stared at her son and asked, "What does this have to do with you not being home for lunch?"
"Our coach asked the team to go to the school cafeteria and have a meal together." Hu Lai was not lying.
Considering that there is a game in the afternoon, in order to better understand the team's situation and prevent the players from eating randomly, which will lead to bad stomachs and affect the state of the game, Li Ziqiang requires that the meal before the game must be concentrated.
Even the players who are not playing have to come together, everything is to build team cohesion.
Xie Lan looked at his son, shook his head and sighed: "It would be great if you were so serious about football in your studies..."
Hu Lai quickly defended: "I study very seriously! My poor grades are because my brain is not good!"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I won't let you go!" Xie Lan raised his hand.
Hu Lai quickly ran into his bedroom: "I'm going to do my homework! Thank you, Mom! Mom is the best!"
Looking at his son's back, Xie Lan slowly lowered his raised hand, and then laughed helplessly.
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Li Qingqing was wearing pajamas and with messy hair. When she came downstairs, she saw her father sitting in the living room, eating breakfast and reading with his tactical notebook.
"Are you up?" Li Ziqiang said without raising his head when he heard the noise.
"Hmm..." Li Qingqing responded still somewhat confused.
"Wash up first, the buns are in the pot."
"Oh..."
Li Qingqing went to the bathroom, combed her hair with a comb in front of the mirror, then stretched her hands behind her head to gather her hair, then took down the elastic band wrapped around her wrist and tied her hair tightly.
Then she shook her head, and her ponytail swung back and forth without being loose.
Only then did she smile at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.
After washing up, Li Qingqing returned to the living room and found her father holding a half-bitten bun in his hand and still reading his tactical notes.
"Dad." She called.
"Huh?"
"Oil. Oil for buns..."
Only then did Li Ziqiang react and found that the bun oil in his hand was dripping down his wrist.
"Oh..." Li Ziqiang hurriedly put down his notebook and went to clean it up.
"Is Fifty High School strong?" Li Qingqing stretched out her long legs and sat astride the chair in front of the dining table, asking strangely.
"It's not a strong one, but we have to pay attention to the first game. And our preparation time is too short." Li Ziqiang wiped off the oil on his hands with a napkin.
"Didn't I say that Dongchuan Middle School is actually quite strong? In the entire Andong Province, it is second only to Jiaxiang?"
"That's what I say, but this school second only to Jiaxiang has also had the experience of not even reaching the semi-finals of the Anton Cup twice in the past five years." Li Ziqiang explained.
Li Qingqing glanced at his father's tactical notes.
In the 433 formation, Luo Kai was not placed in the center position in the middle of the front line, but played as a left winger.
Li Qingqing has been watching the school team train every time in the past two weeks. Li Qingqing is no stranger to this arrangement of his father.
Although the center is not Luo Kai, the nominal center is not a scoring point, but only helps Luo Kai attract the opponent's defensive forces and suppress the opponent's defense.
In addition, because Luo Kai is relatively well-rounded and is good with both left and right feet. He can shoot and score goals and pass passes to his teammates, so letting him play the winger position will also facilitate the use of his all-round abilities.
When he needs to score, he can go straight into the opponent's penalty area and act as an offensive scorer. And when there are too many people in the penalty area, he can also move to the wing or go to the midfield to link up attacks and send wonderful passes to his teammates.
If he feels that the team's offense is leaning too far to the left, he can also switch positions with the right winger and go to the right. The location is quite flexible.
Having such an outstanding and comprehensive player allows the team's tactics to be more flexible. This is the player that any coach dreams of...
Li Qingqing sighed in his heart at Luo Kai's power.
But that was all. She had no special thoughts about Luo Kai, she was just a classmate.
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Hu Lai fulfilled his promise and finished all his homework in the morning.
Then he said goodbye to his mother, rushed downstairs, and rode his old bicycle to school with a clanking sound.
Seeing her son's joyful back riding on the car on the balcony, Xie Lan thought of how timid he looked in front of her husband.
Why is she willing to help her son hide it from her husband? Maybe she doesn't want to see her timid son all the time, right?
She hopes that her son will be full of vigor and vitality, so if loving football can bring him such a change, then that's fine.
She knew why her husband didn't want their children to be exposed to football, but what's wrong with just treating it as a hobby in school?
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"I've gone to school. The food is in the pot. Just heat it up when you eat it later." Li Ziqiang stood at the door and said to the people upstairs.
The daughter's head emerged from the stairs above: "Okay. I'll go to school to watch the game in the afternoon. Come on, Dad!"
She waved her fist.
Looking at his well-behaved daughter, Li Ziqiang felt a trace of apology in his heart.
Originally, my daughter did well in the previous football school and has become the main core of the women's football team of the same age.
If not for her own reasons, she could have continued her studies at that football school and finally embarked on the path of professional football.
But now, she can only follow herself as a transfer student in such an ordinary middle school. And this school doesn’t have a girls’ soccer team yet…
Since his wife's death, he and his daughter have been left to depend on each other. He has long vowed to make his daughter happy.
The main reason is that I have just arrived here, and there are so many things to do. After the team's work is on track, we will find a team for my daughter so that she can continue training and maintain her condition while going to school.
Thinking of this, Li Ziqiang showed a gentle smile to his daughter, and then waved his hand: "I'm leaving."
"Well, bye dad."
Li Qingqing stood on the stairs with his hands behind his back, smiling and watching his father go out.
Dad is always so gentle when facing her.
Just when she was thinking this, the scene she saw on the training ground that day appeared before her eyes again.
Her gentle father was leaning over and roaring at Hu Lai, roaring with teeth and claws, as if he wanted to eat Hu Lai alive.
Even though Li Qingqing had seen his father's strict requirements on the players during training, he still felt that his father always had to be more fierce when facing Hu Lai.
She knew that her father's strict requirements on Hu Lai were for Hu Lai's own good, but it would be nice if her father could be a little gentler when treating Hu Lai...
Thinking of this, the smile on Li Qingqing's face disappeared, and she stared at the closed door and pouted. (End of chapter)