Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 37: Poor children grow up early
September 28th.
Lisanna Taylor is a little unhappy.
But it’s not because the short vacation is about to end.
"It's been a whole hour and he hasn't replied to me yet!"
She glanced at the time on her phone and complained to her close friend.
Mira Belle happily tasted the ice cream:
"It's only been an hour, maybe he's taking a nap!"
Lisanna curled her lips:
"Are all men like this? They don't cherish what they get?"
Mira shook her head uncertainly:
"You know I've never had a boyfriend. Not everyone is as casual as you ."
Lisanna glared at her.
"What do you mean by casually? You're exaggerating!"
Mira answered seriously:
"You and he only met twice, and you had sex without knowing each other at all. Isn't that casual?"
Lisanna blushed:
"He saved us, and he didn't ask for any thanks at all. Don't you think he's a good man?"
Mira thought about it and nodded slightly:
"He's a good man, but that has nothing to do with you loving him, right?"
Lisanna rubbed her forehead, with an expression that said "I lost to you":
"Dear Mira, I shouldn't have supported you to study classical philosophy..."
Her close friend shrugged:
"OK, of course I know that what you call love is just a momentary impulse of hormones, which then triggers a physical collision. This is something that 99% of people will experience..."
With her theory, Lisanna returned to the original topic:
"So... has he lost interest in me?"
Mira:
"ah?"
Lisanna recalled the before and after comparison:
"When we first got together, he even took time off from training just to be with me, but now he's so slow to even reply to my messages!"
Mila ate a scoop of ice cream and commented positively on her opinion:
"From the perspective of relationships between men and women, this possibility does exist. From a psychological point of view, things that are too easy to obtain are often not cherished."
Her close friend's face darkened and she picked up her phone again:
"It's been 70 minutes. Does he really not love me anymore?"
Mira finally put down the ice cream:
"Your IQ has dropped quite a bit recently, Lisanna."
Lisanna was stunned.
Mira shook her head:
"We have known each other since we were three years old, right? You have been more independent and brave than me since you were young, but now you are always worried about gains and losses. I have never seen you like this before."
Lisanna bit her lip lightly.
"I don't want to do this either. But...he called me baby!"
"Buzz~"
Her cell phone finally rang.
She opened the message almost immediately:
"Sorry babe, I was just running outside."
The second one follows:
"You're going to start school next week, I want to go with you."
And then the last one:
"I missed you. Can you come to my apartment tonight, baby?"
Mira clearly saw that the gloom on her childhood sweetheart's face disappeared in an instant.
Lisanna put down her phone and took out her makeup box from her bag. She looked in the mirror and asked:
"My hair... isn't messy, is it?"
Mira finally rolled her eyes:
"Does hairstyle matter? It will be messy in the end anyway!"
…
After receiving a positive reply, Li Polo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The club's finance department has not yet transferred September's salary to his bank card, so now he belongs to the proletariat.
However, his male chauvinism makes it impossible for him to directly tell his girlfriend "I really have no money" or "Please pay for the room"...
So, Reeves, Aziz and McDonnell were surprised to see that their apartment, which had not been cleaned for two months, suddenly became clean!
Aziz, who has a free-spirited African ancestry, asked while picking his toes:
"Dude, no matter how clean you clean the living room, we won't pay you for cleaning!"
Li Polo straightened his back:
"You'd better stay in your room at night!"
McDonnell suddenly realized:
"You're ready to play tennis in the apartment!"
Reeves also laughed, turned around and took out a beautiful little box from the drawer:
"Brother, work hard, and I'll give you all these!"
…
On the penultimate day of September, the balcony of the apartment was covered with bed sheets.
After cleaning up the battle, Li Polo rushed to the training ground and started a new round of training.
After the disastrous defeat in the last league game, the atmosphere in the team became much more tense than in the previous two months. He didn't want to be caught by the coaching staff and made a negative example for being late.
After changing his clothes, he began to practice passing and dribbling with Reeves, Aziz and others as usual as a warm-up before the formal training.
Of course, these roommates’ mouths were never idle.
Reeves:
"Brother, my stuff is useful, isn't it?"
Aziz:
"My goodness! I listened to it for half the night and almost lost sleep!"
McDonnell:
"My room is the closest, and I almost couldn't help but do it myself!"
As their words became more and more outrageous, Li Polo accidentally kicked the ball directly towards the head coach!
Fortunately, Adre was agile and dodged the ball with a quick step sideways, but Cox who followed was not so lucky and was hit hard on the head by the ball!
“Bang!”
Cox fell to the ground!
The players who were walking towards the training ground with them were shocked and hurriedly helped the poor assistant coach up. The team doctor Douglas also examined him and confirmed that he was not injured before letting him go.
Cox shook his head, picked up his folder, and glanced coldly at the four people:
"Who kicked the ball just now? "
It is impossible to expect others to share your difficulties.
Li Polo raised his right hand honestly:
"Sorry, it's me."
Cox:
"Are you practicing your shooting?"
Li Polo shook his head:
"No, I'm practicing passing the ball."
Cox glared at him fiercely:
"Okay, since you want to improve yourself so much, after everyone finishes training, I will practice with you for another two hours. How about that?"
[Specially prepare a meal for me? ]
[Is there such a good thing? ]
Li Polo was stunned for a moment and blurted out:
“Is it free?”
The British don't believe in bullshit theories like "overtime is a blessing". If you want them to work overtime, then offer them wages in exchange!
His innocent question actually made Cox laugh:
"This is your punishment, boy!"
…
The day's training session finally ended.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and left the training ground in twos and threes.
"Do you want to change the training plan for tomorrow?"
As Cox and Adley walked toward the office, they made a suggestion:
"We've had quite a few chances on free kicks lately, especially from Polo Lee... Uh? Are you okay?"
Of course, the only one standing in their way was Li Polo.
Looking at the confused teaching assistant, Li Polo was also helpless:
"Didn't you say you were going to punish me, Mr. Coach?"
"Don't leave!"
