[Football] Because your eyes are too big

"Zay Mesut!"

"Morning!" Mesut entered the classroom in the morning, greeted the familiar friends first, and then sat quietly in his seat.

He habitually glanced at Stephanie's table next door after he sat down firmly. It had been three days since he went to see Stephanie, and she was still absent on sick leave for these three days.

"I wonder if her eyes are healed?" Mesut murmured in his heart.He went to Stephanie's house that day and finally found out why Stephanie didn't come to school for a few days. That reason might be more obvious to a little girl than physical illness.As a person who has survived for so long under the influence of Stephanie, Mesut hid in his room and laughed three times after returning home that day. Of course, after laughing, he still went to confess his guilt. gloat.

At this time, Stephanie, who was wearing a hat, was walking into the classroom with a small schoolbag on her back.

As soon as Stephanie entered the classroom, Mesut's eyes followed her all the way. He focused on seeing how the injury on Stephanie's eye was, but Stephanie's hat brim was pressed A little low, he couldn't see clearly.But Mesut's mind is very clear, Estephanie loves beauty, if her eyesight does not recover, she will never come to school.

Stephanie finally took her seat, and as soon as she sat down, her radar, which paid close attention to Mesut's every move, began to work immediately.She immediately turned her head and stared at Mesut: "What are you looking at?"

Mesut lowered his eyes. He didn't want to admit that Stephanie, who usually looked like a little monster with teeth and claws, now looked like a silly, bluffing kitten.No, it should be a cheap dog. Mesut immorally remembered someone with black eye circles a few days ago.

What Mesut could think of, Stephanie could think of too. In the past few days at home, in addition to desperately looking in the mirror and waiting for her eyes to return to normal, she was secretly planning to make a plan to kill the big-eyed monster.She felt that Mesut would definitely talk about her eyes everywhere, maybe when she came to school, she would be ridiculed by her classmates.Under the deterrence of her mother this morning, she finally took a step to go to school.

Facing Stephanie's sternness, Mesut quietly flipped through the textbooks and read the book. He thought it would be better for him to keep silent, lest someone take the opportunity to beat him up again.This is the experience and lesson he bought with blood and tears!

But when Stephanie took off the hat that was tightly covered all the time, he still took a sneak peek, and saw clearly that Stephanie's little face had returned to its previous whiteness.Mesut was somewhat relieved after regretting that the eyes of a certain little witch recovered too quickly. After all, the little witch was injured because of him.

Stephanie dawdled for a long time to say something to Mesut, but after she finished her mental preparation, the first class began, and the teacher had already walked in with the textbook.

During the class, the teacher stood on the podium and gave a lecture, and Stephanie slipped away after listening.She finally couldn't hold back, and whispered to Mesut what she had been holding back in her heart: "I warn you, if you dare to tell what you saw that day, I will beat you!"

Mesut raised his head to listen to the class, and whispered, "Don't worry, I only have big eyes and not a big mouth." In fact, there is no need for Stephanie to warn him, and he will not say it. He thinks it belongs to him alone. And Stephanie's little secret, which can be brought out from time to time to reminisce.

"Anyway, it's right that you don't speak out!" Stephanie added worryingly.

"Miss Muller, don't talk in class!" Stephanie and Mesut sat in the first row of the classroom, as long as the teacher was not blind, they would not fail to notice her small movements, so they said at that time.

Stephanie's little face immediately turned red. Apart from beating Mesut and being criticized by teachers and parents since she was a child, she has never been criticized in public for any other reason. This is the first time, little girl Feeling that she had lost face, she gave Mesut another hard look.

Mesut's face was expressionless, but he wailed again in his heart: "It's over, the little witch is about to act again!"

From this moment on, Mesut began to be on guard again for the violent attack of the little monster named Stephanie, and so on until the time of physical education class.

Physical education is a class that both Stephanie and Mesut like. Stephanie has been a lively girl since she was a child. Physical education can make her run and jump happily.But Mesut likes football. In this school, football education is also a characteristic of the school, which is very obvious in the physical education class.

But when he and Stephanie heard the physical education teacher explain the content of today's class, the two were not the same degree of joy.

The content of today's physical education class is to learn the preliminary skills of tennis. For Stephanie, whose father is a tennis coach, it is really a class that makes her very happy.But for Mesut, who can't play football, it is somewhat depressed.

It's just that after waiting for a while, there was another Stephanie among the depressed people.

In this class, she learned the most basic tennis skills, that is, swinging the racket. After repeated swinging the racket several times, Stephanie finally got a little bored. She thought she could play a game with others like her father.

Although the movement of the racket swing was so standard that the physical education teacher praised it in public, but Stephanie was still bored.

Finally, the swing practice came to an end, and Stephanie was a little happy to see that the teacher made them pair up, thinking that it was time for a formal competition.As a result, the teacher asked them to practice simple passing and catching, standing very close, and the power of hitting the ball was very low. In short, it was soft, which made Stephanie unable to cheer up.

Finally, the teacher allowed me to practice freely, and Stephanie rolled her eyes and aimed at Mesut.The relationship between her and Mesut is simply bad. When they are divided into groups in physical education class, they are often in a group. This is the reason why Mesut was besieged by the little boys who were jealous of him in the class.

"Hey, stand farther away, I'll serve you the ball." Although Stephanie felt that the big-eyed monster was so ugly, after all, tennis was a sport for at least two people, and she could only look for him.

"Oh." Mesut obediently took two steps back according to Stephanie's arrangement, but Stephanie still felt that it was not far enough, so she signaled him to take another two steps back.

Seeing where Mesut was standing now, and measuring the distance between the two of them, Stephanie nodded in satisfaction, which was about the same as the distance on a tennis court.

"Very good, now Stephanie Müller is going to hit the winning shot, it will be a shocking shot!" Stephanie muttered, imitating the commentary of the tennis match she watched with her father Say something.Then she imitated her father's serve, threw the tennis ball up, and then swung the racket violently.

This is the first time Stephanie has used this move to play tennis. It should be said that when she and her father went to the tennis club, she just stood on the side and watched others play.After watching so much, she felt that she should also watch it.

Sure enough, Stephanie let her racket touch the tennis ball smoothly, and hit the ball in the direction of Mesut.

Mesut originally thought it was interesting to see Stephanie muttering words, but he was still wondering if the little witch would still pray before serving?Afterwards, Mesut saw Stephanie serve. Although he felt that the little witch's serve was different from what the teacher taught, he was still ready to catch the ball.

Originally, Mesut thought that the strength of Stefani's serve was similar to the practice they had done just now according to the teacher's instructions, and he also caught the ball according to the previous state.

I don’t know if the future tennis princess Stephanie showed her tennis talent at a very young age, or if she hit the ball sideways. Fortunately, but he just caught it with his own racket.When Stephanie hit the ball, she used full strength. The ball bounced quickly after hitting Mesut's racket, and then directly hit Mesut's face.

"Ah!" Mesut yelled, and fell backwards.

His yelling was so loud that the physical education teacher had already heard the sound and ran over, and he quickly picked up Mesut, who was limp and unconscious like a doll. "Hey Ozil, how are you?"

Other students also swarmed over, but Stephanie stood there blankly, a little dazed.Although she often beats Mesut, she only hits the point every time, and she has never beaten Mesut unconscious.Now she just knocked Mesut out with one serve?

The tennis racket in Stephanie's hand fell to the ground slowly, and then she regained consciousness and immediately ran to the unconscious Mesut.

Mesut closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.

Stephanie was a little scared and wanted to reach out to touch him, but was stopped by the physical education teacher: "Don't touch him yet, be careful that he has a concussion."

concussion?Stephanie's current knowledge reserve is not enough to tell her what a concussion is, but she remembers listening to her parents talking about someone who was brain dead, and then Stephanie decisively equated concussion with brain death.

Death means that you can no longer wake up, eat delicious food, or play games. This is the simplest understanding of death for little Stephanie.

She burst into tears all of a sudden, although the big-eyed monster was annoying, but she really didn't intend to let him die. "Big eyes blame you for waking up, I don't want you to die, at worst I promise you I won't beat you up again, as long as you wake up!"

Stephanie began to cry, and the fear of death made her even say that she would never beat Mesut again.

"Is this what you said? As soon as I wake up, you will never hit me again?"

"Yeah, as long as you wake up, I won't hit you again." Stephanie lowered her head and cried very sadly. She agreed indiscriminately to what others said.

"Really?"

"Really! I never lie. Huh?" Stephanie continued to promise indiscriminately, but just after she finished speaking, she finally realized something was wrong, then raised her head, and looked at the person who spoke just now with teardrop eyes .

"You're not dead?" She said slowly, looking at that person in disbelief.

The person who spoke just now was naturally Mesut. In fact, no matter how talented Stephanie is, she is also at that age. The strength of the ball is not fatal.He was just frightened just now, and he didn't recover for a while, but he recovered when the physical education teacher helped him up.Before he could open his eyes and explain the situation to the teacher, he heard the cry of the little witch.

Hearing that the little witch said in a crying voice that she would never beat herself again, Mesut immediately and decisively decided to continue playing dead, and for the benefit of never being beaten again, he also had to pretend to be dead.

After hearing that Stephanie was almost crying, Mesut opened his mouth slowly and asked for his welfare.

Sure enough, Stephanie was so busy crying that she didn't notice at all, and was tricked by Mesut into getting his long-awaited benefits.

Now when Stephanie finished agreeing, she realized that she had been cheated.

"You, you, you..." Stephanie pointed at Mesut, her eyes widened and she was incoherent.

"You said you will never hit me again." Mesut nervously defended the benefits that he had just obtained and hadn't warmed up. What if the little witch repents?He saw that Stephanie's little hands had already clenched into little fists skillfully, so would she just swing her fists and hit her?

Sure enough, Stephanie was ready to hit Mesut with her small fist at this time, but when she heard his words, her fist was raised in the air and couldn't go down.

Stephanie hated Mesut from the first day of Kindergarten and would beat him up whenever she got the chance, and now she just promised Mesut he would never beat him again, which made the poor little girl feel The brain is in a mess.

"I hate you!" Suddenly Stephanie lowered her fist and ran away without looking back.

"Mesut, are you okay? Don't you need to go to the health room?" Witnessing the "frolicking" of a pair of young children, the physical education teacher finally spoke, and there was some admiration for Mesut in his eyes. You can have such a beautiful little girlfriend at my young age, what a talent.

"Thank you teacher, I'm fine." Mesut thanked the teacher politely, and then touched the spot on his forehead that was just hit by Stephanie's serve with a wry smile. In fact, it was no stronger than Stephanie's fist small.He suddenly had a bad premonition. Stephanie always hit him with her fists before, so would she use a tennis ball to hit him instead?