Chapter Twenty-Eight

Regardless of whether Yang Fan admits it or not, in fact, during the days he was with Zhang Juan, Yang Fan's mood was completely controlled by Zhang Juan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Zhang Juan's words can make Yang Fan lost, depressed and even pessimistic, and can also make Yang Fan happy, uplifted and even high-spirited. With Zhang Juan's encouragement, Yang Fan felt that the showdown prepared at noon today was too redundant, and he no longer hid it from Zhang Juan, and explained everything he was going to do with the school team for training.

Zhang Juan is indeed very supportive of Yang Fan, she didn't get angry because Yang Fan was going to skip class to train, she just told him that if she needed her help in English, she would be happy to help him review, but in terms of professional classes, Yang Fan needed to work hard himself. Yang Fan was very happy in his heart, he hugged Zhang Juan tightly in his arms, and didn't know how to thank her.

When he came back from Hegong University, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Fan rode the car to the downstairs of Liang Lu's dormitory, and then called him to come down to inspect the car. Less than thirty seconds after hanging up the phone, Liang Lu came down from the sixth floor, he looked carefully over and over again, and made sure that there was not even a piece of paint before letting Yang Fan go back. On the way back to his dormitory, Yang Fan kept scolding Liang Lu in his heart, he was simply a crazy old rich man.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the dormitory, Yang Fan saw Zhou Xiaochuan's familiar back again, Zhou Xiaochuan saw that Yang Fan was back, and immediately stretched out his hand to him: "Pay the money!" ā€

"What money?" Yang Fan looked at Zhou Xiaochuan with a puzzled expression.

"Football team jersey money! Yours has been put on the table for you. Zhou Xiaochuan shrugged his shoulders and pursed his mouth to Yang Fan's desk.

Yang Fan noticed that there was an extra autumn coat on his table, and he walked over to pick it up and take a look, it was a pirated version of the goalkeeper jersey of the Argentine team, with the number "00" and the English word "Judge" printed on it. Yang Fan sniffed the inferior plastic smell on his clothes vigorously and asked Zhou Xiaochuan: "When did I join the football team of the college?" ā€

"After you give me the 80 dollar jersey money, you join." Zhou Xiaochuan kept raising his eyebrows and throwing flattering glances at Yang Fan. This move made Yang Fan disgusted, and he immediately took out a 100 yuan bill from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhou Xiaochuan's big pants: "Hurry up and take it away, let the old mother change it into a beautiful one." ā€

Zhou Xiaochuan took out the money from his pants and sniffed it vigorously: "Don't worry, I'll find you 20 yuan first." As he spoke, he pulled out two five-dollar bills and ten one-dollar coins from his drawer. When he was about to hand the money to Yang Fan, he seemed to remember something, he put the coin back again, and then took out a ten-yuan note from the drawer and handed it to Yang Fan.

"Why, keep the coins and take the bus, but how many times can you go to the city in a semester?" Yang Fan asked puzzled.

"The little boy knows a fart, I think Feng Liya is interesting to me." Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Yang Fan with disdain.

"What does that have to do with coins, Feng Liya likes to collect coins?" Yang Fan still doesn't know much.

"I'll leave you in suspense, the next time you go to the Sichuan restaurant at the door, remember to look to the right along the door of the store, there is a magical little box there. By the time you see it, you will understand everything. Zhou Xiaochuan smiled evilly.

Yang Fan really didn't know what magic box was next to the Sichuan restaurant, but looking at Zhou Xiaochuan's expression, he guessed that it was not a good thing, so he didn't bother to ask.

"By the way, from tomorrow, our football team will also play the freshman cup, don't forget to come to the game." Zhou Xiaochuan finally said another serious word.

"Okay, how many games do you think we'll have?" Yang Fan asked very seriously.

"If you can make sure we don't concede a goal, we can play until the last game!"

"Phew! The old treacherous and cunning ......" Before Yang Fan's words were finished, the mobile phone rang. He picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was Yang Yue calling.

Yang Fan didn't really want to answer her phone, but after thinking about it, he took care of others when he was lonely yesterday, and he ignored them when he was happy today, which is a bit too disrespectful, anyway, he and she are innocent, and there is nothing to hide. Thinking of this, Yang Fan answered the phone: "Hey? ā€

"Hey, Yang Fan, are you going to be busy?" Yang Yue's voice on the other end of the phone was not as energetic as usual.

"Not busy, what's wrong?"

"I'm going to have a bad stomachache, and my dormitory classmates are all going to self-study, ...... Can you come and help me get to the hospital? ā€

Hearing this, Yang Fan felt that of course there was no problem with this, and listening to Yang Yue's tone, he should be very sick, if the treatment was delayed, it would be a big deal. So he promised: "Okay, you go to the hall and wait, I'll come here!" After saying that, he hurried downstairs.

"What, you're sick?" Zhou Xiaochuan asked with concern

"No, it's an art girl. You've seen me sign autographs on the day I won the championship. Yang Fan patiently explained to him.

Zhou Xiaochuan was silent for a while: "Do you have to go?" ā€

"What then?" Yang Fan asked rhetorically.

"It's nothing, I just don't think it's right." Zhou Xiaochuan said very sincerely this time. But Yang Fan didn't listen, he had already quickly ran downstairs.

came to the downstairs of Yang Yue's dormitory, she was really waiting in the hall for a long time, and her face seemed to be very sick. Yang Fan didn't say a word, he went in and carried her on his back, and then hurried to the school hospital. As soon as she walked out of the door of the dormitory building, she happened to bump into Chen Muyu, Chen Muyu saw Yang Fan and Yang Yue behind him, she stared at Yang Fan without saying a word, and her front teeth bit her lower lip tightly. Yang Fan was stunned and at a loss.

"Yang Fan! I really didn't expect it! Are you worthy of your girlfriend like this? In Yang Fan's impression, Chen Muyu has always been a gentle and elegant girl, and he originally thought that such a girl might not be angry for the rest of her life. But today he saw it, and only then did he realize that the gentle girl was even more terrible when she got angry.

"Yang Fan, you better let me down, it's really not good." Yang Yue said weakly behind him. Yang Fan couldn't take care of Chen Muyu when he saw that she was like this, so he went straight to the school hospital with Yang Yue on his back.

Chen Muyu was so angry that he stomped his feet in the back: "Yang Fan! I misread you! Then he went back to the dormitory in a huff. Feng Liya was watching the Korean drama in the dormitory, and when she saw Chen Muyu coming back so angry, she was also full of doubts: "What's the matter, my eldest lady, who offended you?" ā€

"That Yang Fan! He ......" Chen Mu couldn't speak very sharply, "he actually carried ...... That from the art academy! This really shocked Feng Liya. Since the last time Yang Yue asked Yang Fan to sign an autograph, Feng Liya has also inquired about where this Yang Yue is sacred, but judging from the news from the girls of the Art Academy, Yang Yue's reputation on the side of the Art Academy classmates is not good.

"Yang Fan, Yang Fan, I still think you are infatuated with your object, but I didn't expect you to be a playboy who loves to mess with flowers, I really underestimated you." Feng Liya muttered to herself.