Chapter 78 You are brave, standing here with a thin but proud face
Li Qingqing used the clothes drying pole to carefully unload the clothes hanging on the balcony, then held the clothes tightly to her chest until she entered her room and threw them on the bed.
The yellow jersey, shorts, yellow socks, and sports jacket of the Dongchuan Middle School football team are the same as the school uniform, except that the yellow and blue color blocks are interchanged.
She looked at the clothes with her hands on her hips, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.
There was no longer the indescribable stench, which pleased her.
Now all she has to do is fold all the scattered clothes and pants, and then put them in plastic bags for Hu Lai to take to school.
It's a pity that Li Qingqing also washed his black sports bag, but it hasn't been dried yet - she used a brush to wash it, unlike these clothes, which were thrown into the washing machine and then dried at low temperature. , so one day is not enough time to dry this sports bag.
Li Qingqing hopes that this sports bag can be dried tomorrow, because tomorrow is Tuesday and the school team will train.
What if it’s not dry by then?
Then he could only lend his sports bag to Hu Lai.
She started folding clothes, and she did it very skillfully. She folded the long-sleeved jacket, short-sleeved T-shirt, shorts and socks neatly and put them into a plastic bag.
"Qingqing, are you okay?"
Dad's voice sounded downstairs.
"Okay, okay." Li Qingqing put on her schoolbag, picked up the plastic bag, and left the bedroom.
When she ran downstairs, Li Ziqiang was standing at the door, holding two bicycles in his hands.
When he saw his daughter running out, he pushed the bicycle he was holding on his left hand to her.
Li Qingqing took the bicycle faucet, put the plastic bag into the basket in front of the faucet, took a long step, and sat lightly on the bicycle seat, and finally turned to look at his father.
"Hey dad, don't you wear a suit?"
"What are you wearing a suit for?"
“Aren’t you going to be on stage for today’s flag-raising ceremony?”
"You don't need to wear a suit on stage." Li Ziqiang shook his head.
"But that would look more formal." Li Qingqing frowned and pouted.
"No need, dad doesn't like wearing suits."
"I've only seen it in the wedding photos of you and your mother. Dad looks very handsome in a suit. When will dad be able to show me a suit?"
"What's so good about wearing a suit? It's uncomfortable to wear. I feel uncomfortable all over when I put it on. My hands and feet are stretched." Li Ziqiang shook his head and refused, then changed the subject: "If you don't leave, you will be late."
Li Qingqing pedaled the bicycle hard and staggered toward the road outside the alley.
The wind blew the plastic bag in the basket, making a rustling sound. She glanced and saw that Hu Lai's jersey was inside, and the number could still be seen through the transparent plastic bag.
She remembered that she told her father a lot about Hu Lai on Saturday night. Her father listened very carefully and asked many questions about Hu Lai. She basically told her father everything she could to answer his questions.
Dad understands Hu Lai so seriously. He must want to entrust Hu Lai with important responsibilities in subsequent training and competitions, right?
The thought of that future brought a smile to her face.
Although the cold wind blew against her face in the winter morning, Li Qingqing's heart was burning.
Li Ziqiang started to start a little later, and saw his daughter's graceful back riding a bicycle from behind, feeling a little dazed.
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When Li Qingqing handed him the plastic bag containing Hu Lai's jersey, he was a little surprised: "Huh? I remember I gave the clothes to the coach after the game. Why is it you..."
Song Jiajia, who was next to him, had already turned around. He asked Hu Lai with wide eyes, "Is your coach's surname Li?"
"It seems..." Hu Lai also understood and looked at Li Qingqing with wide eyes.
Li Qingqing smiled and said to them both: "Yes, the school team coach is my father."
"Why have you never said this before?" Song Jiajia asked.
"You didn't even ask..." Li Qingqing spread his hands.
In fact, Li Qingqing didn't say it before because she felt that her father was too strict with Hu Lai, and she was afraid that Hu Lai would have any resentment towards her father. Wouldn't everyone be embarrassed if she revealed her identity?
In order to maintain her friendship with Hu Lai, she chose to conceal her identity.
But now that Hu Lai has successfully proved himself in the team, and his father's attitude towards him has also changed, Li Qingqing feels that he doesn't need to care too much about her status as the coach's daughter.
So I simply admitted it in front of Hu Lai.
In fact, she had already made such preparations when she decided to hand over Hu Lai's clothes to him today instead of asking her father to give them to Hu Lai.
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Li Qingqing has returned to her seat, but Song Jiajia is still lamenting how small the world is: "Hey Hu Lai, why do you think that vicious coach has such a beautiful and lovely daughter? They don't look like father and daughter. Ah, Li Qingqing’s mother must be a great beauty..."
But Hu Lai didn't seem to care about these things. He opened the plastic bag that Li Qingqing gave him before and suddenly sniffed: "Hey, it smells good?"
"Don't be so worthless, Hu Lai, that's just the smell of laundry detergent." Song Jiajia, the deskmate, said sarcastically, and wanted to continue discussing Li Qingqing's identity with Hu Lai. This really shocked his soul.
"Then why do the jerseys you washed me before not smell like this?" Hu Lai glanced at his deskmate.
"That's too much, Hu Lai. I worked so hard to wash your clothes..." Song Jiajia covered her heart with a sad and angry expression and a plaintive tone.
"Isn't it washed in a washing machine? Why bother?"
"I don't want to throw the clothes into the washing machine before washing. Don't I want to add laundry detergent? Don't I want to dry them after washing?" Song Jiajia was protesting when he saw Hu Lai handing the jersey to him. "What?"
"Smell it, the jersey you gave me before really doesn't have this smell."
Song Jiajia didn't come forward to ask, but fanned the jersey with his big fleshy palm, and then smelled the air he fanned.
He frowned: "It's really different..."
"If this is the smell of laundry detergent, then the question is - classmate Song Jiajia, did you not put any laundry detergent when you washed my clothes?" Hu Lai asked.
Song Jiajia was furious: "What nonsense! The laundry detergent just smells different! Our laundry detergent is jasmine scented!"
Hu Lai frowned and said in a thoughtful tone: "No wonder I feel like someone is making jasmine tea next to me every time I wear something..."
Song Jiajia slapped Hu Lai's hand holding the jersey back: "I don't like you asking Li Qingqing to wash your clothes in the future! Do you think I am willing to wash your clothes?"
Hu Lai quickly said with a smile: "No, Fatty, don't you know, my favorite tea is jasmine tea..."
Song Jiajia rolled her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
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There is no morning reading class on Monday morning in Dongchuan Middle School. During the morning reading class, there is a flag-raising ceremony.
In addition to raising the national flag, generally speaking, schools will also use this opportunity to conduct some simple publicity activities. For example, if students participate in any competition and obtain excellent results, then they will be invited to the rostrum to accept the speech of the whole school. Congratulations to teachers and students. Some students who have excellent scores in school exams and receive scholarships will be invited to the stage to receive their awards in public.
Of course, there will also be some extreme situations, that is, if you make a serious mistake, you may be called to the stage to make a self-criticism in front of the entire school's teachers and students.
Today, the dean of students was summarizing the previous week on the stage, but the students in the audience were obviously a little distracted.
Everyone, especially the girls, turned their attention to the stairs below the podium.
There stood a group of people wearing uniform sports coats—all members of the Dongchuan Middle School football team.
They come from different grades and classes, but because of the same identity, they gather here, waiting to go on stage.
Captain Chu Yifan stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by everyone, holding the heavy championship trophy in his hands, with a smile on his face that made many girls feel like spring breeze.
Luo Kai was standing next to him, also wearing a faint smile.
The two handsome guys stood side by side, and the girls on the court couldn't help but cast their eyes over them. They didn't care at all what the dean on the stage said, they just enjoyed this refreshing scene.
Hu Lai stood next to the two big men Mao Xiao and Meng Xi, looking inconspicuous.
He was tilting his head to smell the scent on the sports coat. As he sniffed, a faint fragrance penetrated his nose.
This smells much better than jasmine! I don’t know what brand and flavor of laundry detergent Li Qingqing uses at home. I will ask Li Qingqing during class, and then go home and tell her mother to buy it for use...
Hu Lai thought happily in his heart.
“...I have great news to tell the students!” the dean said impassionedly. “In the final of the Andong Cup Football Championship held last Saturday, our Dongchuan Middle School football team defeated Jincheng’s football team. Jiaxiang High School won the Anton Cup championship! And they have qualified to participate in next year's National High School Football Championship! They will represent all the high school football teams in Dongchuan City and Andong Province in the national competition! Next, let us welcome them to the stage with warm applause and display the trophy! ! ”
As soon as the dean finished speaking, the classic song "We Are The Champions" by Queen came from the campus radio, and the classes on the playground also burst into cheers and screams.
Under such momentum, Chu Yifan was the first to take the stage holding the trophy.
Yan Yan and Luo Kai followed closely behind.
Then came the other players on the football team. Hu Lai no longer smelled the good smell of his clothes, but held his head high and stepped to the top.
Walking at the end of the team was coach Li Ziqiang. He had not specially prepared any suit for today and was still wearing his usual sportswear.
In the phalanx of class two of first year, Li Qingqing first looked at her father and felt that his father looked too ordinary in sportswear. She imagined that on this occasion, his father should be wearing a crisp suit. I don’t know why my father is so averse to wearing suits. Is it because wearing a suit will remind him of his mother?
Li Qingqing frowned in confusion. It wasn't until her eyes turned to Hu Lai that her brows relaxed.
The football team's uniform sportswear fits him snugly and fits him very well. It seems that Hu Lai is particularly energetic today...
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Hu Lai and thirty-five other teammates stood on the podium, collectively surrounding the trophy.
The golden Anton cup shines brilliantly under the sunshine at 8:40 in the morning.
The dean was still holding the microphone and making an impassioned speech: "...They overcame many difficulties and defeated a series of powerful enemies! Facing the powerful Jiaxiang High School football team, after tenacious struggle and hard work, they finally defeated their opponents! Ending Jiaxiang High School’s record of five consecutive Anton Cup championships! ...They represent the spirit of our Dongchuan Middle School! They inspire youth on the football field and show the world the style of our Dongchuan students..."< br>
Song Jiajia looked around and found that no matter which class she was in, everyone was looking at the person on the podium, and some were whispering: "So handsome..."
Thousands of people just looked up at Hu Lai and his teammates.
Song Jiajia also looked over, wondering if it was his imagination. He seemed to see Hu Lai's eyes shining in the sun, like the golden cup.
He remembered that Hu Lai had never been on the podium at a flag-raising ceremony before, just like him. Whether as a positive figure or a negative example... they were unknown in this school and no one cared about them.
At that time, Hu Lai asked himself how he could become a famous figure. He didn't know how, so he could only give Hu Lai a bad idea and ask him to confess to the school beauty Tang Xiuyuan.
Now, Senior Sister Tang Xiuyuan, like herself, is standing under the stage, looking up at the people on the stage.
Later, Hu Lai became a popular figure in the school - albeit only temporarily - because he made a fool of himself during recess and attracted the attention of all the teachers and students in the school with his exaggerated and funny exercises.
Privately, Song Jiajia also heard someone give Hu Lai a nickname, "Dongchuan Middle School Cao Emperor".
They often talk about this nickname with a joking tone and exaggerated ridicule. Obviously they don't think Hu Lai's name is a good one.
Yes, Hu Lai became a well-known "man of the hour" by making fools of himself, but if given the choice, who would want to be a clown?
Song Jiajia saw Li Zhiqun in the crowd diagonally ahead.
He remembered that this morning when Hu Lai and Li Zhiqun "encountered each other" in the classroom, Li Zhiqun's eyes flickered and he actually gave in... On the contrary, what else could he say? Do you still say that Hu Lai scored the goal by dribbling? Hu Lai scored the goal in the final with Wang Guangwei's personal marking!
Song Jiajia turned back and stared at Hu Lai.
His deskmate was standing there at this moment, with a thin but proud face.
Seeing this scene, Song Jiajia laughed.
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PS, re-edited and made a patch, about Li Qingqing’s identity - when I wrote it before, I was so happy about the small details of the interaction between her and Hu Lai, but I didn’t notice it when I revised and checked it many times. Exposing her identity as Li Ziqiang's daughter...
The original plan was to let Hu Lai know that his high school team coach was Li Qingqing's father very late, but now for the interactive plot of this chapter, he had to give up the plot he had planned later...
PS2, note: The chapter name comes from the single "Life is Hot Because of You" by New Pants.
This is a song that I like very much and I recommend it to everyone.
Also, please do me a favor. As an author who often gets stuck on names, there are too many names to choose from in this completely imaginary world, including place names, school names, and people’s names, so today I am here to collect supporting actors. As for the name, everyone just needs to leave the name without any explanation. I will take it based on the situation. In addition, it would be better if everyone is willing to contribute some school names.
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