"Hey, I'm here, at the entrance of the stadium." Tao You got off the bus and called Song Yimian.
Within a few minutes, Song Yimian ran out, took the racket from Tao You's hand, and invited: "You're all here, let's go in and have a look? There is a friendly match with Fengqiao Middle School today."
Tao You raised her hand and looked at the time. It was just after six o'clock, which was enough time. She had not watched the tennis match live yet. Out of curiosity, she followed Song Yimian and walked in.
"Teacher Tan." Tao You greeted Coach Tan who was sitting on the sidelines chatting.
"Yeah." Coach Tan crossed his arms and sat on the bench with his legs crossed. "What's your name? Which class are you in?" Tao You knew him, so he should be a student of No. 1 Middle School.
Tao You knew that Coach Tan taught many classes, so it wasn't surprising that he didn't remember her: "Tao You, from Class 2."
"Oh, I remember, she was in the same class as Song Yimian." Coach Tan knew her, "The tennis club will start next week, everything is ready."
Tao You pointed to the racket in Song Yimian's hand and said, "Everything is ready."
Coach Huang, who was sitting next to him, laughed disdainfully: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, my own student's name, so incompetent."
He has a rugged appearance similar to Coach Tan, with a Chinese character face, two thick long eyebrows, dark brown complexion, bad skin, many potholes on his face, and a black baseball cap on his head. If you guessed correctly, he should be the head coach of Maple Bridge Middle School.
Coach Tan couldn't sit still anymore and turned to argue with him: "Do you know how many classes I have to teach?! I also have to take care of the tennis club! Do you think everyone is like you, doing nothing, eating and drinking all day long, and not doing anything serious? !”
Coach Huang was not convinced, and turned around to confront each other: "Whoever has nothing to do is eating and drinking! You are the busiest! Who doesn't have physical education classes, who doesn't have a tennis team to take care of! I have already arranged tonight's training, If you hadn't been begging me yesterday, I would pity you and agree to this friendly match! You disrupted all my plans, and I haven't told you yet!"
"Bah! Who begged you! It's obviously you who begged me! What are you pretending to do! Who doesn't know your hypocritical face here! Try some face, you yellow dog! You should record your good behavior yesterday!" Coach Tan's voice It was getting bigger and bigger, and the saliva was spraying out. His hands were clenched into fists, resting on his knees, ready to strike at any time.
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Tao You watched with fear, and stood next to Song Yimian with disbelief on her face. These two coaches with rough and fierce faces, whose combined age was almost eighty years old, really opened her eyes. The players on the field all said that they were used to this, and they did whatever they were supposed to do. There were also many people who were watching the show, but no one came forward to persuade them.
"Here, are they okay?" Tao You asked Song Yimian worriedly, "They won't start a fight, right? Do you need to stop them?"
Song Yimian put on his wristbands and lazily looked up at the two coaches: "This is their normal state. Don't worry, it will be fine in a while. Today's friendly match was decided by their drunken quarrel last night. "
Tao You's eyes widened and he looked at the two coaches who were still arguing in shock: "Is this okay?!"
Song Yimian continued: "Because Fengqiao is at the same level as us, the championship and runner-up in the league every year are basically won by our two schools in turns. The two coaches used to be the captain and vice-captain of the same team, and they have never been convinced by each other. I have been competing against each other for so many years without a clear winner, so now I am comparing two tennis teams. To put it bluntly, they are just childish and old naughty boys."
"Who are you talking about being old?"
"Who are you calling naive?"
The two coaches said in unison, staring at Tao You and Song Yimian with four eyes at the same time. Their sharp eyes were like a falcon and rushed towards Tao You with a gust of cool wind.
So fierce! In an instant, Tao You's nerves were tense. She swallowed her saliva and didn't know whether she should speak or not.
Song Yimian pulled her behind him and said, "If you quarrel, just quarrel. Don't hurt innocent people." After saying that, he took Tao You to another venue.
"Song Yimian, your friend?" A team member from Fengqiao asked curiously while doing stretching exercises.
Another team member looked at him, saw Song Yimian holding Tao You's wrist, and teased: "Object?"
Only then did Tao You notice the touch on her wrist. She shook her hand off and wiped it on her clothes with a hint of disgust: "I'm his eldest brother."
"I was blind and fell in love with her." Song Yimian was also unhappy, suspecting that there was something wrong with their eyes, "She is my brother."
"Huang Heng, Dong Jiuyan." Song Yimian introduced the two people in front of him.
Tao You raised her lips slightly and greeted them. She was not very good at dealing with such situations.
Gu Yi came late, holding a bag of milk in his mouth, and his voice was a little unclear: "Hey, Tao You, why are you here? Are you alone?" He said and looked around the venue.
When Tao You saw the bag of milk, he remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, so he smacked it in his mouth and said, "If something happens, I'm the only one who agrees with you."
Gu Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He put down his bag and realized: "No, I mean, Hong Xiqi is not with you?"
Tao You was speechless and pursed his lips: "You asked this question, do you and Song Yimian stay together 24 hours a day?" Even if Gu Yi's question is nonsense, they can't be together 24 hours a day even if they live together. Action, not to mention that they are quite far away, one is in the east and the other is in the north.
Gu Yi threw away the milk bag like a basketball, touched the back of his head, and replied with a naive smile: "Ask a casual question, just listen."
Song Yimian stepped forward and opened Gu Yi's bag, and skillfully found the hot burger on the inner layer. With his hand still in the bag, he asked Tao You: "Can it be spicy?"
Tao You nodded, not understanding what he meant. She couldn't eat spicy food when she was a child, but later she went to Seoul and ate spicy noodles with her mother Tao in a hotel for a week. She became so addicted that she brought a whole box of spicy noodles with her when she came home. Later, she even preferred spicy food. , she once had a stomachache after eating. After the problem, she began to consciously change her taste, but it was still okay to eat spicy food occasionally.
"Here's my midnight snack! I'll be hungry later!" Gu Yi suddenly realized what Song Yimian was doing and looked anxious, trying to grab his bag.
Song Yimian put down the bag, handed the hamburger to Tao You, and said, "It will get cold later, so go buy it after you finish."
Tao You was very hungry, but he didn't want to steal someone else's midnight snack. He refused and said, "I won't eat, so don't steal other people's food."
"It's not that I didn't have dinner, take it." Song Yixian reluctantly put the burger into Tao You's hand.
How did Song Yimian know that he had not eaten dinner. Tao You looked at him doubtfully. He didn't show it in any big way. Could this person be able to read minds?
Seeing that Tao You hadn't eaten, Gu Yi didn't care anymore, waved his hand generously and said, "You haven't eaten, so go ahead and eat it. Brother Mian will treat you later."
With Gu Yi's words, Tao You no longer refused, sat on the bench next to him, and quickly unpacked the package. He was really hungry.
"careful!"
A ball hit Tao You with a sound.
Tao You raised her head when she heard the sound, stopped eating the burger in her mouth, and stared at the ball that kept enlarging in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes and hugged her head as a conditioned reflex, and shrugged her shoulders: It's over, it's over, why are you so unlucky every day? !
After a few seconds, the imagined pain did not appear. Tao You half-opened his eyes and looked out through the gap in his arm. The scene in front of me was cut by network cables, and there were a few yellow threads on the surface of tennis balls hooked at the intersections of the network cables. The fingers holding the racket were so hard that they turned white and trembled slightly.
She slowly lowered her arms and swallowed the burger in her mouth. Her heartbeat had not yet dropped, and she was still in a daze.
"Are you okay?" Song Yimian put down the tennis racket and asked with concern.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Huang Heng came over to apologize. He was also frightened just now.
Finally, a girl watched them play and got interested in performing. She wanted to show off her new skills, but because she was not skilled enough, she hit the ball crookedly.
Song Yimian rarely cursed people, and even when he was angry, he could not use any curse words. He could calmly scold people until he had nothing to say, and he was convinced. However, at this moment, his eyes were red with anger, his face was pale, but he just yelled out in his head: "What the hell?" I don’t know how to play! Where are you going to hit me! Why pretend to be cool if you don’t know how to play!..." It seemed like he was the one who was almost hit.
Seeing that Huang Heng's face started to look bad, Tao You grabbed Song Yimian and stopped him from continuing: "Why are you so excited? I'm fine, and I didn't get hit." Huang Heng and Song Yimian probably have a good relationship. She didn't want them to get into an impulsive quarrel over this trivial matter, causing a estrangement in the end, and the relationship never returning to what it was before. She had suffered this loss more than once, and he didn't want Song Yimian to regret it too.
Huang Heng was not convinced. He pointed the racket at Song Yimian and said while walking towards him: "I told you I didn't mean it and apologized! Don't go too far!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting worse, Dong Jiuyan hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him while pulling him back.
"It's okay. I know you didn't mean it. Calm down." Tao You pulled Song Yimian and said to Huang Heng.
Song Yimian shook Tao You away and frowned. His face had not yet calmed down. His expression was tense and his voice was loud. He said fiercely to her: "What are you doing to pull me away! You know that the ball just hit you in the face, there may be consequences." How serious! What if something happens! How can I explain to Aunt Shujiang!"
Song Yimian was standing nearby chatting with Gu Yi and doing preparatory activities, and looked over when he heard Huang Heng's voice. Seeing the ball flying towards Tao You, he felt the blood flowing all over his body. Without thinking, he picked up the racket and rushed over to help her deflect it. He was more nervous than if he was hit, fearing that she would get hurt somewhere.
The ball was successfully blocked, and looking at Tao You's embarrassment as he closed his eyes and carefully protected himself, he was furious and wanted to push Huang Heng to the ground and beat him severely, even though they were very good friends.
Tao You was so frightened by him that he trembled, feeling aggrieved and his eyes gradually turned red. She didn't say she didn't care, she was also very angry. The ball was aimed at her head. She knew the worst consequences. For a moment, she also felt angry and wanted to curse back. But Huang Heng didn't mean it and apologized immediately. She had no reason to blame him anymore, and she didn't think it was a big deal.
Tao You understands Song Yimian's current mood very well. She has also encountered this kind of thing. She knows what Song Yimian is thinking at this time.
"I'm going back first. My mother should go home later. Bye." Tao You blinked his dry and sore eyes, looked at the time, and waved to Song Yimian and others.
"Slow down on the road." Song Yimian slowly calmed down at this time and told Tao You, "Send me a message when you get home."
Tao You nodded, greeted the coach, and slowly walked out of the field.
As soon as 'Ding Ling Ling' walked out of the stadium, Tao's mother called.
Tao You ran a few steps away to make sure he wouldn't hear the sound of the stadium. He calmed down and answered the phone: "Hello, Mom."
"What are you doing, answering the phone so soon?" Tao's mother asked, the background sound was very noisy.
Tao You said in one breath: "I was a little full after eating. I went out for a walk. My phone vibrated. I didn't hear it. I'm going home now."
Tao's mother didn't have anything else to do. She gave a few instructions and was called away by others.
Tao You walked slowly towards the bus stop. The street lights were bright, the breeze was blowing, the branches were swaying, and the leaves made a rustling sound. The streets were brightly lit, with trumpets, music, shouts, and laughter. There was a lot of competition, and the small restaurants on the roadside were bustling with people and business was booming.
Tao You sat on the bench at the bus stop, staring at the tips of his shoes with his head down. He was out of tune with the entire festive and joyful environment, and slowly fell into his own memories.
