Fox in the Penalty Area

"Are you looking for it?"

A girl wearing the uniform of Dongchuan Middle School like Hu Lai, with a football on her feet, stood at the entrance of the secret base, looking at Hu Lai.

Instead of looking at the girl first, Hu Lai set his sights on the football.

He recognized it, and it was indeed his football.

Then his eyes fell on the girl's face, and he recognized that it was the transfer student Li Qingqing who just came to their class today.

"Give me back the ball." Hu Lai pointed to the football under Li Qingqing's feet.

Li Qingqing smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you can snatch the football from under my feet."

Hu Lai was overjoyed when he heard this: "Let me tell you, I'm a good football player, don't say I'm being bullied by boys..."

While talking, he walked towards Li Qingqing. At first, he walked normally, taking his time.

But when he was approaching Li Qingqing, while he was talking, he suddenly stabbed the football under Li Qingqing's feet!

"...Girl! Huh?"

His unexpected kick kicked out, but he didn't kick the football, but swept the air.

Li Qingqing was like a fallen leaf. After being swept away by him like this, not only did he not get intercepted, but instead floated past him and appeared behind him.

Hu Lai turned his head to watch the football fall from the air and land at Li Qingqing's feet again.

"Wow, you're so cunning! Fortunately, I react quickly!" Li Qingqing exclaimed, but with an excited smile on her face, she hooked her hands at Hu Lai: "Come again!"

Hu Lai turned around and rushed towards Li Qingqing...the ball at his feet.

But he still failed to grab the football this time.

Li Qingqing first made a gesture to retreat, and after pulling the football back with his right foot, he suddenly knocked the football behind Hu Lai, and the football went between Hu Lai's legs!

At the same time, Li Qingqing jumped back slightly, dodged Hu Lai's attack, and then started to rush forward again, bypassing Hu Lai, and caught up with the football.

"Come, come!" Li Qingqing shouted excitedly.

This summer, she was busy transferring schools and moving. After changing to a new environment, she didn't know anyone. She hadn't played football with anyone for a long time.

Now controlling the football under her feet and fighting with people, she felt every cell in her body moaning happily, which was the excitement and excitement of regaining freedom after being locked up for a long time.

Hu Lai turned around and looked at Li Qingqing, his expression gradually became serious: "Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm going to be serious."

Li Qingqing nodded: "Okay."

"Let me tell you that I am serious, but even I am afraid of myself!"

"Then you come!" Li Qingqing also put on a posture.

Hu Lai rushed up and was passed by Li Qingqing.

"I'm really serious this time!"

"Come again!"

"Very good, woman, you successfully angered me, and you have to pay... the price!"

"Go on! I don't believe me..."

"Hey!"

"I go……"

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Hu Lai tried his best, and several times he even used American football tricks to grab Li Qingqing with his hands, but Li Qingqing was as nimble as a butterfly, always able to dodge him before he touched him. The result was that not only did Hu Lai not hug Li Qingqing, but he let himself fall to the ground, his school uniform was covered with mud, and he looked very embarrassed.

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When Hu Lai fell to the ground again, he didn't stand up again, but sat on the ground in silence, no longer exaggerating as before.

Li Qingqing felt that he had just warmed up and was still waiting for Hu Lai to continue, only to see his abnormal performance.

Seeing Hu Lai sitting on the ground with her head down, she suddenly realized that she had gone too far?

Then she thought of what Hu Lai's deskmate said to herself in physical education class this afternoon.

If football doesn't bring you any joy, will you continue to like football?

Hu Lai is always unable to snatch the ball from his feet. It is normal for people to suddenly not want to play.

Thinking of this, Li Qingqing brought the football to Hu Lai with guilt, wanting to comfort him - after all, if physical confrontation is not considered, there are not many people who can snatch the football from her feet, so there is no need for Hu Lai to feel frustrating...

"Hey, are you angry?" she asked cautiously.

"No."

Hu Lai continued to lower his head, but judging from his tone, Li Qingqing still felt that the boy in front of him should be angry.

"Well, don't be born..." Li Qingqing was about to continue persuading, but suddenly saw Hu Lai sitting on the ground with his hands behind his back, his body was suddenly ejected like a spring, and at the same time, his right foot also kicked towards Hu Lai. The football at Li Qingqing's feet!

Li Qingqing and Hu Lai were very close, and it was almost impossible to dodge at such a short distance. In addition, Hu Lai's sudden attack and sudden action, this action can be said to be determined to win!

But Li Qingqing's body was like a conditioned reflex. Her left foot quickly knocked the football at her foot to the right, narrowly dodging Hu Lai's right foot!

"It's now!" Hu Lai yelled, and the hands supporting the body exerted strength again, the body twisted into a twist, driving the left leg to sweep over from the outside!

It turned out that his right foot was just a false move, but now the left foot is his real intention!

He used false moves to force Li Qingqing to react hastily, so that when his left foot swept over again, Li Qingqing would definitely not be able to escape.

But just when his left foot was about to sweep the football, Li Qingqing's right toe turned up very subtly, and lifted the football knocked by her left foot very lightly, and then her right foot followed the football. , because the speed of the two is the same, it looks like the football is hovering on her left foot.

Just after her right foot was lifted up, Hu Lai's left leg followed suit, skimmed under Li Qingqing's feet, and rubbed against the sole of the shoe.

This made Li Qingqing stagger a little when he landed, but he didn't lose control of the football.

In order to guard against possible follow-up attacks by Hu Lai, Li Qingqing turned around and retreated five meters away with the football. Then he let out a sigh of relief: "Wow! Insidious!"

Because of the action of grabbing the ball just now, Hu Lai rolled around on the ground, and now the clothes and pants on the front, back, left, and right sides were covered with black mud—although it was exposed to the sun for a day, only the water on the surface evaporated. After a lot of tossing by two people, this open space turned into a field of rotten vegetables.

Hu Lai, who was like a mud monkey, looked very frustrated: "Why can't I grab it like this..."

Li Qingqing did not relax his vigilance, but continued to stand far away and said: "It's strange to be able to grab it. Your body coordination is too poor, and your movements are not coherent."

"Nonsense! I'm a striker, how can a striker be good at grabbing the ball!" Hu Lai, who was sitting on the ground, argued.

Li Qingqing kicked the football directly to him.

Hu Lai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the opponent to hand the football back to him so easily. He thought before that he had to grab the ball from the opponent's feet.

"You came to me." Li Qingqing said to Hu Lai.

"That's what you said..." Hu Lai got up from the ground, pointed at Li Qingqing and said, "I'm a very powerful..."

Before he finished speaking again, he suddenly dribbled the ball towards Li Qingqing.

Then he took a step to the left, Li Qingqing was unmoved.

Sure enough, Hu Lai's left foot swiped across the football without touching the ball.

Then he moved his right foot towards the football.

Li Qingqing remained unmoved.

This time, Hu Lai's right foot touched the ball, but he didn't move the ball. Instead, he stepped on the football directly, and then his body's turning to the right was interrupted. The inertia made him lose his balance, and he fell to the ground suddenly. .

He rode in a golf cart.

While he fell, his left foot touched the football, and the ball rolled slowly towards Li Qingqing, and finally stopped after touching Li Qingqing's feet.

Li Qingqing looked down at the culprit who caused Hu Lai to fall, and then looked up at Hu Lai who was lying on the ground.

"The ground is too slippery, it rained last night..." Hu Lai explained with some embarrassment.

Li Qingqing kicked the football back again.

Hu Lai got up from the ground, took the football and charged Li Qingqing again.

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When Hu Lai failed to get rid of Li Qingqing for the tenth time, the football rolled down to Li Qingqing's feet. It's what I do best. That dribble isn't..."

But Li Qingqing shook her head: "Your tablemate is right, you are not suitable for playing football, and you will not be able to play football if your coordination is too poor."

Hu Lai suddenly raised his head and glared at Li Qingqing, angrily said: "What does that fat man know? He doesn't even watch football games, so what does he know about 'coordination'?"

"Coordination is what I can see." Li Qingqing said.

She watched Hu Lai training alone from the window for a while yesterday. When he caught the ball, his movements were very stiff, giving people a very uncoordinated feeling, which is why there were so many ball-stopping mistakes.

Today, she practiced against Hu Lai for a while, which strengthened her judgment even more.

The person has serious problems with physical coordination.

"The so-called coordination refers to your ability to complete a technical action through the coordination and cooperation of various parts of the body. For example, the action of stopping the ball needs to be observed through your eyes, think with your brain, act with your body, and then use reasonable and appropriate strength and actions. wide enough to catch the ball..."

Having said that, Li Qingqing slammed the football towards the uneven stone wall.

After the football hit hard, it bounced in an unpredictable direction.

Before Hu Lai could react, Li Qingqing ran over quickly, then raised his foot to stop the football.

It was a powerful ball, but Li Qingqing stopped it easily, as if the football marked by Hu Lai was actually Li Qingqing's, and he only listened to her.

This made Hu Lai look a little jealous and a little frustrated - he was not even as good as a girl...

"If you don't have good coordination, you might stop the ball in your face."

Hu Lai thought of the scene of his secret special training here yesterday, and the bridge of his nose still seemed to be aching.

"Some people think that coordination is agility, but it is not only agility, but also balance ability. In competitions, coordination is more important. You can't do well when you play football by yourself, so what do you do in a competition against others? Good moves? Have you ever wanted to shoot hard, kicked out with a rounded leg but didn't use the strength, and even knocked yourself down?" Li Qingqing looked at Hu Lai and asked.

Hu Lai nodded, but immediately argued, "Occasionally, very occasionally!"

"That's the performance of poor coordination." Li Qingqing didn't care about Hu Lai's excuse, and continued, "Coordination is the basic ability of football players, and it is the link that connects players' technical and tactical abilities. Strength, endurance, technique, Speed, agility...these abilities all depend on the combination of coordination, and it is impossible for people with poor coordination to play football well—how can those who can trip themselves first be professional players?"

Speaking of this, Li Qingqing suddenly realized that the boy in front of him was not a professional player, and he might even have never received any formal football training since he was a child. His own words were too heavy for him.

So she coughed and added: "Of course, if you just play around, there's nothing wrong with entertaining yourself..."

But Hu Lai suddenly asked: "Then I want to join our school football team?"

Li Qingqing didn't expect that Hu Lai would ask such a question... Then she thought about her father's strict requirements, and shook her head, "It's no use."

Hu Lai didn't believe it: "You said that if there is no play, then there is no play?"

"Is it more demanding to play in physical education class, or is it more demanding to join the school team?" Li Qingqing asked back. "You can't even play the football game in the physical education class of the class, and you still want to participate in the school team to play the game between schools? I said that you can play for fun, why not, just play casually...Why? ?”

Li Qingqing saw Hu Lai waving to her.

"Give me the ball, I'm going home."

The muddy boy slowly got up from the ground.

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Li Qingqing watched Hu Lai bowed in the grass and hid the football in it. His butt pouted was still funny, but Li Qingqing didn't smile this time.

She wondered if her sentence "You can't even play football in the physical education class of the class" hit this boy?

She still remembers what Hu Lai looked like in physical education class at that time.

Even if everyone didn't take him to play, he still stood on the sidelines and watched the game.

He really cares about this matter...

Hu Lai, who hid the football, didn't say hello to Li Qingqing, just stepped on his broken bicycle and rode away crookedly.

In Li Qingqing's eyes, Hu Lai's back at this moment overlapped with the lonely figure standing on the sidelines in physical education class.

The setting sun stretched his figure very long on the ground, extending to the girl's feet.