Good afternoon has always been more obsessed with meat and vegetarian food, and now that she suddenly wants to eat fried noodles, it is estimated that she eats too much meat on weekdays, so she has to change her taste.

Xu Xiaolin's suggestion didn't listen to Good Day, so she simply went by herself.

Regardless of whether she was right or wrong, at least the satisfied expression on her face when she ate at noon made him feel very happy.

In fact, it is so simple between two people.

This kind of bland happiness is also extraordinarily heartwarming.

Almost everyone on the basketball team came to eat at this time, so before Xu Xiaolin got up, they wouldn't move, even if they had finished eating, they had to stuff a few mouthfuls into their mouths while chatting and pretending to be, so that they could train with Xu Xiaolin, which was just a cautionary opportunity for them to be lazy.

To say that Xu Xiaolin would not know their little thoughts?

Of course you know, but today is an exception.

Who told Afternoon that he hadn't finished his meal yet? So all of them were trying to make sure that they were all blessed, and they were all unaware and self-righteous to play tricks.

When he was about to have dinner at noon, He Zisheng suddenly thought of what happened just now, and forgot to tell him good afternoon, so he said: "By the way, good afternoon, do you remember to wait and don't ask Jinyang about Zhu Niannian, what will happen to them, let them fend for themselves and go with creation, don't live in it blindly." ”

Good afternoon is not really sick in the brain, I had considered whether to really help Zhu Niannian ask Jinyang's thoughts before, but after they all said that, naturally they would not say anything more.

And she also knew that even if she opened her mouth, it would be useless, after all, it was a grudge between the two of them, and she had no position to say anything as an outsider, even if she asked what Jinyang thought, what could she do? Since Jinyang had already done so, there was no need to ask what she thought.

The result of asking was unsatisfactory, and there was no way to talk to Zhu Niannian at noon, and if she didn't get it right, she would be criticized for being nosy.

Anyway, Good Afternoon decided to be a qualified outsider, hang high in the affairs of the two of them, and definitely not get involved.

Although he said that he had decided not to continue to participate, Xu Xiaolin asked with interest after hearing He Zisheng's words: "What is it about Jinyang, don't let her ask Jinyang?"

In fact, it is not so much that Xu Xiaolin is interested in this kind of thing, but rather that he is interested in the matter of Good Afternoon, especially when the words Good Afternoon and Jinyang are touched, it makes Xu Xiaolin extra vigilant.

Anyway, Xu Xiaolin is not as big-hearted as Wu An, he feels that he can't snatch it away from him, he is a vinegar jar himself, and he can't wait to take Wu An for himself so that other boys can't see it at all.

But of course, this is almost impossible, so he only dares to think about it in his heart, and even if he says it, he is afraid that he will be directly considered a pervert.

Since Xu Xiaolin's words have already been asked, He Zisheng naturally has no reason not to tell them, but as soon as she finished speaking, Xu Xiaolin's brows wrinkled even deeper.

"So you mean that Zhu Niannian deliberately ran to the bedroom at noon just to tell her why Jinyang ignored her?" Xu Xiaolin made a summary summary.

"That's pretty much what it should look like. Meng Di said beside him, after all, what they knew and what they relayed was good afternoon, so what they knew was very limited.

But judging from the current situation, Zhu Niannian's previous apologies are actually for this to pave the way.

After all, she knew very well that if she hadn't apologized in the first place, maybe Wu Nan wouldn't even want to listen to her, let alone listen to her complain.

After Xu Xiaolin got an affirmative answer, he twitched the corners of his mouth, because he really couldn't understand why girls had so many twists and turns.

But there was one thing he was sure of, so he smacked his lips and said, "The designation is not kind." ”

"Coincidentally, we were on the same page. He Zisheng's smile was very kind.

Xu Xiaolin nodded, turned to look at the afternoon afternoon who had almost shrunk into a ball and desperately lowered his sense of security, and couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing here? ”

"Is it true that I don't even know how to train?" Wu An asked cautiously, after all, after He Zisheng and the others knew about it before, they took turns to educate her one after another, so she made her a little scared now, for fear that Xu Xiaolin would suddenly train her again.

"I guess they've finished what they should say, why should I train you?" Xu Xiaolin touched her head, and couldn't laugh or cry.

Good afternoon, oh, it turns out that this is the reason.

So if it weren't for He Zisheng and Meng Di's previous teachings, she would definitely not want to hide this time.

Anyway, Wu Anxin breathed a sigh of relief, but it was much better than Xu Xiaolin for He Zisheng and them to carry out ideological work.

Because when it comes to his mouth, he will definitely not be able to say anything good.

Good afternoon, you can imagine being scolded for being scolded.

After all, Xu Xiaolin is not a person who will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he will not show mercy in this regard because he likes her.

On the contrary, Xu Xiaolin will speak more excessively.

There is a feeling that he thinks he is his own person, so he hopes that his son will become a dragon.

Good afternoon actually knows everything, but when you are scolded, you will still subconsciously coax.

In fact, to put it bluntly, I just don't have a long memory, after seeing that Good Afternoon was said by Xu Xiaolin, I promise not to make the same mistake again next time.

Good afternoon has made a lot of changes after coming to the basketball team, after all, she used to directly ignore Xu Xiaolin.

At that time, in Xu Xiaolin's eyes, she was a little white-eyed wolf who couldn't be fed.

But this little white-eyed wolf has fortunately grown up a little bit, and knows what is really good for her.

Good afternoon has actually been very resistant to some people doing things she doesn't like at all under the guise of being good for her.

But now she is not as repulsed as before, because if you carefully analyze what others say, she will find that there are indeed many things in it that she is worth learning.

It is true that you can gradually see your own shortcomings and whether the advice of others is really useful.

After calming down and analyzing it, she can get a lot of things that she didn't know before or even really did wrong.

Therefore, good afternoon is relatively more acceptable, and naturally it is easier to be scolded.

But Good Day won't turn against them.

So now that he has been scolded by Xu Xiaolin again, he has learned to accept it obediently instead of blowing up his hair directly, of course, being scolded is being scolded, but not for no reason, but when he really did something wrong.

Otherwise, wouldn't Good Afternoon somehow become a punching bag?

"You will listen to your captain in this matter, anyway, if you can have less contact with Jinyang, you will have less contact with him. Xu Xiaolin made the final decision.

Good afternoon sounded like something was not quite right, "Why did this become less contact with Jinyang?"

"Do you think, now Zhu Niannian is upset because she can't contact Jinyang, no matter how much you swagger with Jinyang, wouldn't that tell her that she is not as good as you? If her brain circuit is a little more Qingqi, maybe it is not impossible to directly think that you don't let Jinyang ignore her. After Xu Xiaolin finished saying this, his face didn't change and his heart didn't beat, and he completely took his nonsense with his eyes open to the extreme.

As for good afternoon?

She couldn't find anything to refute, so she could only say dryly: "Hehe, you really know women very well." ”

"I don't know about women, I know psychology. Xu Xiaolin patted his head on the afternoon and said in an adult tone, "Hurry up and eat, let's go to training after eating, this group of little rabbits is waiting for me to go first." ”

After the trouble just now, where did she still have the heart to eat fried noodles at noon, she silently put down her chopsticks, "I'm full." ”

Xu Xiaolin looked at the bowl with more than half a bowl of grain left, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, "Are you sure?"

Good afternoon nodded, I definitely can't eat it now, and I don't know if I will be hungry for a while.

In the past, she had to eat a lot to fill her stomach at lunch, just because she was worried that she would be hungry after training, but now the noodles she eats are completely disproportionate to the previous ones.

Xu Xiaolin didn't say anything more after he got an answer after asking, and he himself just wanted to make Wu'an have a long memory, so that she wouldn't know the so-called noon to eat noodles in the future.

Noodles are typical of those who are hungry and hungry.

"Then let's go. Xu Xiaolin stood up first.

Sure enough, this group of children really had been waiting for him to move, and at this time, they saw him stand up and asked hypocritically: "The coach has finished eating? We just finished eating, so let's go together." ”

It's believable that one or two just finished eating together, but if almost all of them do it, it's hundreds of percent.

Xu Xiaolin can roughly guess that they have a group that excludes him, which is used to exchange some unknown things every day.

As for their circle of friends, they are all quiet for some years, and they are a little tired of watching, and no one wants to update it.

It's as if those things are deliberately placed there for people to see.

As for what's in the back, it's really no one who cares.

Xu Xiaolin has a strict grasp of their children, and he doesn't think it has anything to do with them coming here occasionally.

If she didn't want to, how could she be the last one when she came to the basketball stadium in the morning?