Chapter 117 Are you coming too?
Chapter 117 Are you coming too?
Before the two teams started playing at halftime, the audience and substitute players started a battle of voices.
At the same time, the momentum of the noise also affected the players. Young people are not immortal if they are not passionate. The ten people on the court were really angry.
"If I don't win today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of my claws." Lu Ping used dialect to express his determination to win.
There aren't that many amazing shots or god-level breakthroughs in high school basketball, and slam dunks are even more of a fantasy. Even because the referees let the players off, they didn't pay much attention to minor fouls like "traveling," especially Lu Ping, who learned some of his skills from street basketball.
The level is not very good, but the confrontation is real.
The players' defense was fierce and the dribbling of both sides was chaotic, but some players were quite accurate in making two-point shots.
Only by participating in it can you feel the passion, Gu Lu shouted, and he was actually quite serious. It was mainly because of the "ridicule" of the audience from No. 3 Middle School that aroused a little bit of collective sense of honor. The people from No. 8 Middle School stand up!
The five starting players, including Lu Ping and Lu Shangtong, had beads of sweat running down the curves of their cheeks and gathering on their chins, like raindrops on the eaves.
The sweat of high school students seems to be inexhaustible, just like their youth...
But time has an end. It can kill the game now and it can also kill youth in the future. The basketball game between the two teams, which lasted for dozens of minutes, came to an end.
The final score was 51:54, Lu Ping scored 18 points alone, but No. Middle School lost.
If I had tried harder, would the result be different? Lu Ping blamed himself for not getting more points. Young kids are more inclined to personal heroism. Lu Ping also has a strong sense of responsibility and thinks that he is the ace...
The members of the club are all over 1.7 meters tall. At this moment, some of them are sobbing and crying because of failure. This may be one of the beautiful memories of their youth.
Although Gu Lu was somewhat unhappy about losing, it was not enough to affect his mood. However, due to the overall environment within the team, he lowered his head and covered his forehead, pretending to be very sad, while secretly observing from the corner of his eye.
It is difficult for Gu Lu to empathize with the youth of the athletic boy. After all, he is just the background character in this story.
The flatheads had track and field training in the afternoon, so the training ended. Coach Zhu consoled the students until the very end, "Momentary success or failure doesn't mean anything. It's just a three-point difference. We will conduct targeted training next Wednesday."
After returning home to take a shower and change clothes, Gu Lu headed towards the Baile Grocery Store.
"We only have three days off for the National Day at No. 8 Middle School. Don't uncle and aunt want to go out and have some fun?" Gu Lu brought up a similar topic again, "The grocery store can also take two days off."
The reputation of the Eighth Prison is revealed. Can you believe that during the National Day Golden Week, the first and second year high school students only have three consecutive weekends. As for the third year high school - just study hard to prepare for the exam.
"I originally wanted to go to Simianshan with Qiongfeng and let Grandpa Guyuan and Guyuan look after the store, but Qiongfeng was afraid of spending money..."
Before Mr. Li finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mrs. Li, "Why are you saying these things in front of the child?"
The response was different from what Gu Lu had imagined.
"The main thing is that the store cannot be left unattended. We also sell grilled sausages and fruits during the day, and Dad has to mend shoes during the day. Gu Yuan can't handle it all by himself." Li's mother explained.
The outstanding feature of grocery stores is that they have everything residents need. To be honest, online shopping is becoming more and more popular, the price of shoes has dropped, and there are fewer and fewer shoe repair stalls in the small streets and alleys.
But as someone who lived through the 1960s and 1970s, he couldn't sit idle. Grandpa Li raised his children with this skill, and even when he had the grocery store business, he still did his old business next to the store.
"Grandpa Li, are there many people repairing shoes now?" Gu Lu asked curiously.
In addition to these professional instruments, Grandpa Li also has a hand-cranked shoe repair machine, awls and nails, nutcrackers, nail pullers, etc. He also has a homemade basketball bucket, which is made by cutting a top from a discarded basketball or football, and then using wire as a handle to hold water.
"A lot, quite a lot, both young people and older people." Grandpa Li said, "Young people are energetic and tend to waste shoes. The main problem is that the shoes are cracked and they can be fixed with glue. Older people can repair their own shoes, but they don't make much money and it's just a way to kill time."
As he was speaking, the alarm on his cell phone rang.
"I'm going to take a call." It was Gu Lu's cell phone, and he greeted everyone in the grocery store. It was an unfamiliar number, and Gu Lu was a little surprised. He walked two steps outside the store and answered the call.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Gu Lu?" The voice on the other end of the phone was rough but gentle.
He looks very familiar. Gu Lu thought for a moment and asked, "Is it Reporter Wang from the Young Pioneers?"
"I didn't expect that Xiao Gu still remembered me." Reporter Wang was a little surprised.
"Of course I remember, but reporter Wang changed his phone number?" Gu Lu saved the reporter's phone number. After all, he was hoping to help promote "The Little Prince" after it went on sale.
"I originally wanted to change my number, but it's been used for a long time and the cost of changing it is too high," said reporter Wang. "I'm still using my old number."
Reporter Wang changed the subject and asked, "Is Gu Lu's academic performance in No. 8 Middle School going well?"
"It went quite smoothly." Gu Lu nodded and waited for the reporter's next words, which should be to explain his purpose.
"Student Gu Lu hasn't joined the Communist Youth League yet, right?" Reporter Wang asked. Since he was calling, he must have known the answer, so he didn't wait for Gu Lu to respond. He continued on the phone, "Apply to join the Communist Youth League on Monday... Oh, Monday is still a holiday, go to school on Tuesday to apply."
If you are over fourteen years old, you are no longer a Young Pioneer, but you can apply to be a member of the Communist Youth League if you are fourteen years old or older. It is basically no problem for top students to become members of the League in high school.
Why did you suddenly bring this up? Gu Lu also agreed on the phone.
"After all, Gu Lu performed well in the essay writing activity on learning the spirit of the Red Army held in Dukou District, so there is a great possibility that he will pass," said reporter Wang.
That was the good result achieved by the original body in the main text, which was basically equivalent to an explicit statement. Gu Lu was not stupid, he understood it. It was mentioned earlier that the "Young Pioneer Newspaper" was sponsored by the Communist Youth League of Wudu City, and the referees were all their own people.
"Sorry to trouble you, reporter Wang. I'll go to school on Tuesday." Gu Lu guessed that some good thing was going to happen to him, and it would be easier to get things by becoming a member of the group.
"Are you free on Sunday? I'll do an interview tomorrow." Reporter Wang said that it is convenient to talk to sensible students. The Fog City Communist Youth League is going to select the "Top Ten Outstanding Students of the New Era in Fog City". As a reporter of the "Young Pioneers Daily", he was assigned to do the interview in advance.
"Tomorrow?" Gu Lu was stunned.
"Is there a problem with the time?" Reporter Wang heard the other party's hesitation.
"What time will reporter Wang arrive tomorrow?" Gu Lu asked.
"How about two o'clock tomorrow afternoon?" said reporter Wang.
"That should be no problem." Gu Lu said after thinking for a while.
Since he had agreed, reporter Wang asked about the new address and then hung up the phone without further chatting.
After having dinner at Li Guyuan's house at 7 o'clock, Gu Lu arrived home at about 7:30.
He started to clean the room without stopping. Living alone, the room wasn't actually that messy. It was just that things were not placed in their appropriate places.
The head teacher will come to visit our home tomorrow, and reporter Wang will also come to do an exclusive interview. We should have some shame.
Pick up the clothes all over the sofa... Gu Lu will not throw his dirty clothes around, but will put them all into the clothes basket.
The main thing is to put away the washed and dried clothes, thinking that I will fold them and put them in the closet when I have time, but this "time" will be empty for a long time.
(End of this chapter)