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    Chapter 20 Earning Money to Support Your Family

    In the evening, the team had a meal together, and Lao Yang talked a lot about how to calm down and what tactics to play. All in all, it boosted morale, and Meng Ye was tired of listening.

    Back in the room, couldn't wait to dial the landline at home. He had a lot of things he wanted to tell Zhuang Shao.

    I wanted to tell Zhuang Shao that he was almost hurt by someone, but he still withstood the pressure and ran out of this year's best result! I also want to tell Zhuang Shao that the stars are very bright tonight, very bright, like whose eyes.

    It went through after just two beeps.

    "Zhuang Shao, let me tell you—"

    "Brother, Brother Zhuang is not here." Yu Na interrupted, "He went out."

    "what?"

    Yu Na said mysteriously, "Guess who is looking for Brother Zhuang today."

    "Who?" he asked angrily.

    "A woman, a very beautiful one! It seems that I have known him since childhood, and the relationship is quite close. The two went out for a walk."

    It's after ten o'clock at night, and the boys and girls are still students. Going out for a walk?

    "Do you think Brother Zhuang will..."

    Meng Ye slapped the bed suddenly: "Impossible!"

    Yuna was taken aback.

    "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you so excited?"

    The phone snapped off, leaving a beeping beep. Yu Na rolled her eyes and muttered, "There's still a word left, don't want to hear it!"

    At 12 o'clock in the morning, Lu Xiaochuan was disturbed by someone tossing and turning next to him and couldn't sleep, so he threw himself on the bed to pinch him.

    "Ah, ah, I'm fighting with you! You won't play tomorrow morning, but I fucking have!"

    However, in terms of force, Meng Ye was no match for Meng Ye. Not only did he fail to suppress him, he was almost killed by a blanket. After struggling out, he panted and said, "No...what the hell are you smoking, don't you want to die so late?"

    Meng Ye looked irritable: "Can't sleep."

    "What's the matter? Are you nervous? It's just a provincial competition."

    "I don't understand you."

    In fact, he didn't quite understand it himself, of course he wasn't nervous, but he always felt a little stuck in his heart.

    Fucking Zhuang Shao is really inauthentic.

    I'm playing here, and he's picking up girls there, and he's getting really excited. Does this sound like a word? Lao Tzu is working hard and working hard outside, not for this family! In order to let him live a happy life, he doesn't do a good job of being a good helper - no no bah! How to say more and more assholes.

    Hey.

    Meng Ye turned over to face the wall, and Lu Xiaochuan got into the quilt from behind: "Well, tonight, brother, I will sacrifice once, and I can barely accompany you to sleep for the night."

    Meng Ye rolled his eyes to the sky, "Hot!"

    "It's hot, it's hot."

    Soon Lu Xiaochuan slept like a pig, and his snoring was particularly beautiful. Meng Ye lightly climbed out of bed, changed to another bed, and fell asleep after listening to two pieces of hearing.

    When he woke up the next day, Lu Xiaochuan had already gone to the game, and he was the only one left in the room. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to turn off the alarm clock, but found that there was a missed call at 7:00, which was the hotel landline.

    The morning self-study is almost over now.

    He washes up, eats breakfast, goes to the gym to exercise and stretches with remorse, and carries his phone wherever he goes. During this period, the mobile phone almost fell into the bowl once, almost fell into the pit once, and almost fell on Lao Yang's face once.

    "What are you doing!" Lao Yang scolded him badly, "Put away your phone during training! You dare to tip your tail when I have a grade, I think you need to clean up."

    Fortunately, although Meng Ye is muddy, he is extremely resilient, and he listens to the coach's words very much. When the coach asks him to calm down, he immediately calms down.

    After entering the stadium, encountered Chen Chao again.

    "You have talent." Lao Yang sighed, "Last time it was 11 seconds 25, this time it went straight to 11 seconds 23, it's going to go on like this, I just don't know if the experimental middle school can train well."

    Chen Chao's place of study is not far from Yanling, and Lao Yang is envious.

    Meng Ye said sarcastic words to the side: "Can people waste it if they don't cultivate well? You old people like to worry about it."

    "What do you know, stinky boy." He squinted, "The guy surnamed He in the experimental middle school is famous for his love of helping seedlings to grow, and in everything he does with his grades. into his hands."

    The heart of cherishing materials is really worthy of the sun and the moon.

    "By the way, Lao Yang, is there a drama this time, brother?" Meng Ye asked.

    "Of course!" Lao Yang hummed proudly, "This time we're going 2 meters 05, and there's a high probability that it will be fine."

    "Then Shige can get into a good school?"

    "What's the problem of not being a school? Your brother's family has been inspected by the national team!"

    "Fuck."

    Provincial competitions will have people with national prefixes present. If you meet a good seedling, you will focus on watching. If you have stable performance in a few jumps and pass the psychological quality, you may be picked up by the national team for trial training in the follow-up.

    In addition to being happy for his teacher, Gao Yuan, Meng Ye also felt some pressure. 2 meters 05 is the first-level line for high jump. If my brother reaches it, when will I be able to hit 14'40"?

    From 14'56" to 14'40", the gap of 16 seconds may be one or two races, or it may be a long way off.

    After thinking about it, he slapped his face hard.

    "Meng Ye, get on the road!"

    Lao Yang shouted.

    The starting gun rang, and the cheers from both sides of the venue were overwhelming. The coaches waved and shouted slogans, wishing they would go on the field and run for the players.

    Those messy worries disappeared from Meng Ye's mind.

    In its place was another thought, a strong one: earn money to support a family! I'm fucking making money to support my family! Earn money to buy a bicycle for Zhuang Shao! Earn money for Zhuang Shaohua! Let him spend his money! Let him follow! easy! flower!

    After the race, Lu Xiaochuan and Gao Yuan squeezed over and stared nervously at the track with Lao Yang.

    Gao Gao said, "Ono rushed so fast?"

    Lu Xiaochuan also said, "He's taking medicine!"

    Lao Yang turned his head and gave him a blast!

    "What the hell are you talking about, does he want to eat me?! This is called fighting spirit!"

    "Uh."

    Lu Xiaochuan wondered that this fellow had a lot of emotional ups and downs recently. He was very depressed in the first second, but he was very high-spirited in the next second. He listened to listening exercises in the morning and practiced physical fitness in the evening. He must have taken the wrong medicine and became insane. explain?

    But the final is a final after all, and it is already very good to be able to show his style, and no one expects him to take the first place.

    Meng Ye hit the line for the fourth time and collapsed to the ground after hitting the line. Gao Gao rushed into the arena and then ran back and shouted: "14 minutes 55!"

    "Brilliant!" Old Yang slammed the railing, his hands all slapped red. Lu Xiaochuan almost cried with him.

    Meng Ye heard it too, goosebumps all over his body.

    Another second.

    A second is awesome, yes, a second is awesome.

    Under the circumstance that yesterday's physical strength has been exhausted, today's masters are like clouds, and I have not been taken away by others' rhythm, stage fright, and distraction. Although I only won the fourth place, my score has improved by one second! I'm so fucking awesome! !

    He stood up from a carp on the ground, gasping for breath, and looked at the blue sky above his head.

    Just wait and see, man will conquer the sky.

    But

    Ouch I fuck.

    He remembered one thing, there is no bonus for fourth, right?

    If you can't take a break, Meng Ye ran to the sidelines, but he was held by Lao Yang and kissed his cheeks and kissed him: "Hahahahahaha, my apprentice is interesting!"

    "..." He pulled away desperately and said, "Wait a minute, you wait a moment, Lao Yang! Why am I fourth, is it possible for me to be third? Go to the referee and complain! Just say , uh, just say the person in front is blocking my light!"

    "Ha? Put your mother's fart!" Lao Yang wanted to jump over the railing and beat her but was dragged by Gao Yuan, so he reluctantly changed to knocking on the head, "The last time I was tripped over, you didn't let me complain, but I didn't let me have a fart today. Shen what Shen?

    "Uh uh uh." Meng Ye couldn't help it! He is a big man with a stand! Big men want to support their families! It's a heavy load on your shoulders!

    "Coach, I want the bonus," he said.

    Lu Xiaochuan fluttered.

    Highland laughed.

    Lao Yang glared at him: "Sportsmanship is not pure at all!"

    That afternoon, Lao Yang gave him four hundred with his teammates on his back and paid for it out of his own pocket, but Meng Ye happily accepted it.

    I called at dinner time and the whole team was eating in the cafeteria.

    Meng Ye glanced at his phone and dropped the plate: "I'll go take a call."

    When he left, the others were fine, Gao Gao said suspiciously, "Is this kid in love recently?"

    slap.

    The string in Lu Xiaochuan's mind snapped.

    Yup! Emotional ups and downs, getting excited at every turn, insomnia, making phone calls secretly, and needing money are not typical symptoms of a relationship.

    But who is it?

    Usually, Yiping and Shuhuan are ridiculed every day, but now Lu Xiaochuan doesn't think about Zhuang Shao at all. He is joking. He's just weird. Meng Ye is in class all day in addition to training. Where can he meet girls? It can't be Yuna!

    what! So messy, so messy.

    The cafeteria was on the second floor, Meng Ye ran to the end of the corridor, leaning against the wall to answer the phone with one hand in his pocket.

    "Hey?"

    "It's me." Zhuang Shao said, "I borrowed Jiang Yue's mobile phone."

    "Oh, what I said."

    "How does it compare?"

    Meng Ye shrugged: "Just run and run to tie the personal record, 14 points and 55 points."

    "Just run away?"

    The seemingly non-existent laughter drilled straight into his ears, itching and tingling, making people angry.

    Meng Ye snorted in dissatisfaction.

    "I didn't say anything." Zhuang Shao said.

    "You didn't say anything but you laughed!"

    "It's not illegal to laugh."

    Meng Yexin said that not breaking the law is not breaking the law, but it is annoying, anyway, don't fucking laugh!

    "The coach rewarded me with 400 yuan, and I went back and rewarded you with a bicycle."

    Zhuang Shao said, "Thank you Lord Long En."

    "Virtue!" Meng Ye scolded him.

    After hanging up the phone, remembered, and forgot to ask him about his childhood sweetheart. Forget it, go back and talk about it! A man stands tall and broad-minded, and the key is to have trust!

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