Sweet Marriage: A Scholar's Little Wife V5

After eleven o'clock in the morning, Fei Yue finally woke up.

She stretched, crawled out of the bed, and found that she was the only one in the room. She picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it, only to find that it was almost noon.

"I didn't expect to sleep for so long." Fei Yue rubbed her head, muttering to herself, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The shower head was turned on, water poured onto her head and wet her body, Fei Yue woke up instantly, and suddenly remembered that not long ago, she seemed to have done something extraordinary.

Scenes emerged in her mind, Fei Yue thought of how she was "bullied" by Li Shaoqing, afterward she had no strength in her whole body, and she was so tired that she was limp, which was in stark contrast to Li Shaoqing who was still energetic, so she decided to start exercising in a fit of anger.

Afterwards, she also called President Lu and asked him to help sign up for the long-distance race of the women's teachers' group at the Ocean University Games, which had to run a full 1000 meters.

"My God!" Fei Yue squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and howled in pain. She couldn't believe that she did these things. At that time, she felt that she would regret it when she woke up, so she was so cruel. , I forced myself to call Principal Lu.

Sure enough, the person who understands her best in this world is always herself. Faced with this situation, Feiyue wanted to cry without tears. She took a few showers, ran out of the bathroom, and took out her mobile phone to call Principal Lu.

As soon as the call was connected, Fei Yue couldn't wait for Principal Lu to speak, and said impatiently: "Principal, did I call you before and said that you signed up for the 1000-meter long-distance race? I regret it, and you quickly cancel it for me." OK?"

"What? I have reported your name to the teacher in charge of the competition. The entry list has been announced. Are you sure you want to withdraw from the competition?" Principal Lu said in surprise.

After a few seconds of silence, he said earnestly: "Fei Yue, the school has school regulations. After the entry list is announced, all teachers and students in the school can see it. If you have no special reason, you really can't withdraw from the competition, otherwise the school will There is no credibility left."

Feiyue was about to cry, of course she knew this, so she called Principal Lu as soon as she realized it, but who would have thought that Principal Lu was so fast, she had already reported her name.

"You act so fast!" Fei Yue gritted her teeth a little bit, "Don't you have procrastination? Why is it all right this time?"

Principal Lu naturally wouldn't say it was because Li Shaoqing had already greeted him, and said to Fei Yue with a smile: "Procrastination is bad, didn't I decide to get rid of it from now on?"

Feiyue, one head and two big, secretly scolded him when he couldn't change it, and why he had to change it just at this time, but these words could only be thought in her heart, she dared not say it out, after all, it was her own responsibility.

"Principal, is there really no other way? You know me. I'm just a bad sportsman. If you tell me to run 1000 meters, it's killing me!" Fei Yue asked.

Principal Lu felt that Fei Yue was exaggerating. If she really wanted her life, Li Shaoqing would be the first to refuse.

Principal Lu said: "If you really want to retire, it's not impossible, but there is something I have to tell you."

"When?" Fei Yue said with joy in her heart, "I will agree to anything, as long as I can retire from the competition."

Principal Lu heheed twice, and said: "As soon as the school's official website announced the entry list, the students were all excited when they saw you, a very popular and beautiful professor, participating. Someone has spontaneously formed a cheerleading team for you. Are you sure you want to withdraw? Hurt the feelings of the students?"

Fei Yue was silent.

Principal Lu continued to teach: "The 1000-meter long-distance race is on the third day of the sports meeting. You still have time for professional training. You will definitely be able to run by then."

Fei Yue thought about the scene of being brutally trained by the coach, and immediately shivered: "Forget it, I'll make it down the whole journey."

Principal Lu scolded her bitterly: "Fei Yue, can you be a little promising? There are so many people in the school watching, and the students who love you even organize a cheerleading team to cheer you on. Would you like to have a school competition?"

Fei Yue was helpless: "Then what should I do? I really can't run away."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Principal Lu encouraged her and said, "You can find a professional coach to guide you, and you will definitely improve a little bit. Even if you don't win a good ranking by then, it doesn't matter. Just do your best. It’s better for you to retire or go all the way down.”

Fei Yue was silent for a while, thought about it for a while, and finally sighed: "Well, this is the only way to go now."

"That's right, you should exercise hard, and I hope to see you excel in the arena." Principal Lu laughed.

"Yiqi Juechen? Hehe, I'm afraid I can only see the back of other people's Yiqi Juechen." Fei Yue smiled bitterly and hung up the phone.

She collapsed on the bed and buried herself with a pillow, silently regretting her impulsive behavior when she was unconscious.

"Yueyue?"

After a while, the pillow was taken away, and Li Shaoqing's overly handsome face appeared in Fei Yue's sight. He approached at some point and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm committing suicide, I want to suffocate myself." Fei Yue was weak.

"Nonsense!" Li Shaoqing frowned and gave her a shudder.

Fei Yue clutched her forehead and sighed: "I'm so pitiful, I was induced by you to sign up for the competition, and I want you to be beaten by you."

Li Shaoqing couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Did I hit you?"

Fei Yue pointed to her forehead and said: "You obviously have it, no matter how weak your strength is, it's still a blow."

"Okay, I was wrong." Li Shaoqing was kind and immediately admitted his mistake.

Fei Yue curled her lips, deliberately finding fault: "Perfunctory!"

After all, he stopped looking at Li Shaoqing's reaction, turned over, and buried his face with the pillow again, because through the pillow, the voice sounded a bit muffled: "Don't talk to me, I don't want to talk to you now say!"

"Angry?"

"of course."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to calm down." Knowing that she was wronged, Li Shaoqing didn't say anything, touched Feiyue's head, told her to go downstairs for lunch later, and went out.

When the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Fei Yue wailed, threw the pillow aside, covered her face and rolled on the bed, rubbed the sheets into a mess, and pushed the quilt out of the bed.

The floor was covered with a thick woolen carpet, and the quilt was clean when it fell off. Fei Yue put the bed sheet back on with a bitter face, and carried the quilt up.

Knowing that she didn't escape the reality of participating in the competition, Fei Yue was annoyed and struggled for a while, then took over the reality, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, Li Shaoqing was sitting on the sofa reading a financial newspaper. When he saw Feiyue coming down, he put the newspaper aside and waved to Feiyue.

"Li Shaoqing, I'll die after running 1000 meters." Fei Yue walked over and sat down next to him, complaining, "You didn't stop me then."

"How come? 1000 meters is very short."

"That's a long time for you, and it's very long for me, and it's my life." Fei Yue rolled her eyes.

Li Shaoqing said: "No, I will find a coach to guide you. I can't guarantee whether you can win the race. At least you won't feel unwell after running. It will take a long time to recover."

"Okay, you can figure it out." Fei Yue nodded weakly.

Li Shaoqing gave her a funny kiss to cheer her up.

After hearing a lot of encouraging chicken soup from Li Shaoqing, Fei Yue no longer resisted the competition like she did at the beginning.

A flash of light flashed across Li Shaoqing's eyes, and he smiled with satisfaction, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

For the next two days, Fei Yue conducted professional training every day, and Li Shaoqing found a long-distance runner who had just retired as a coach for her.

That person once won a world-class long-distance running championship, and he has won a bunch of other large and small medals. He belongs to the kind that many people know by going out.

Such a powerful person came to be Fei Yue's coach for the purpose of letting her participate in an internal competition of a mere university. Fei Yue really felt that she was a bit overqualified, and felt a little guilty every time she faced the coach, and always felt that such a powerful person I've been her coach. If she doesn't exercise well and can't win a good ranking, she will be very embarrassed.

Although the coach is a man, he has a gentle personality and a delicate mind. Although Fei Yue didn't say it clearly, he still felt Fei Yue's thoughts.

He said gently to Fei Yue: "Mrs. Li, you don't need to care too much about the ranking. In fact, what Mr. Li means is that I hope you can start to pay attention to physical exercise through this competition. Of course, it is better to fall in love with sports."

"I know." In the indoor training room, Fei Yue stopped running, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel on the rack, and smiled embarrassedly, "I just feel that if the ranking is too bad, I am really ashamed of your guidance, the coach. , I am even more embarrassed to tell others that you have guided me."

After finishing speaking, he smiled again: "Coach, you don't have to be so polite. I'm not used to you always saying 'you'."

The coach was surprised: "Don't people in the capital like to say 'you' very much?"

Fei Yue said: "I'm not a native of the imperial capital, but I grew up and went to school here, and then settled here. You see, I didn't use "you" to call you the coach."

"So that's how it is." The coach suddenly realized, laughed heartily, sat down with Fei Yue to rest, and said, "I'm not from the imperial capital either, to be honest, I'm not very used to saying "you" every time, just thinking Everyone says that, I don’t want to be too different.”

Fei Yue smiled, politely did not discuss whether it is good for the coach to deliberately cater to others, and talked about other things with him: "In my hometown, generally only the elders are called 'you', and other people, especially the When people of the same age say this word, there is always a feeling of deliberately burying people."

"It's the same in our place!" The coach was surprised and delighted, almost wanted to ask where Fei Yue's hometown was, and wanted to recognize her relatives, but then thought, it seems that most parts of the country are like this.

"What's the matter?" Fei Yue didn't know why, seeing the strange expression on his face, she was slightly puzzled.

"It's nothing." The coach chuckled and swallowed the words.

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Fei Yue wisely didn't ask any more.

The two rested for a while and then resumed training.