The heads-up with Li Gang was just a trivial matter, He Qingping didn't take it to heart, as for what the other party would think, then he couldn't care about it. Writing, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info For He Qingping, those things are not as impressive as his mother's nagging all day long.

I only stayed at home for two days, and my mother was asking all day if there was any extravagance and waste, whether there was any talk about early love and other questions, and said that playing basketball was not a serious matter, but it was still necessary to focus on academics, and in the future, I would be admitted to a good university, come out to be a big official, and enjoy all kinds of glory and wealth.

These chatters made He Qingping feel that going home was a kind of torment.

finally survived until the third day, He Qingping packed up and left early, and when he left, he ran as fast as he escaped from prison. It wasn't until he got into the car that he felt his heart free from its shackles.

When he arrived at the school, he felt a little unaccustomed to seeing the school, and he didn't find anything wrong until he returned to the dormitory, and he didn't know the root of the unaccustomed thing - it was now a holiday.

Due to the holiday, there are very few blood gods in the school, but it is not none. There are some students in remote mountainous areas who come to school for three years, and they will not go home even during the Chinese New Year. During the winter and summer vacations, they will study and live freely in school, or find some odd jobs in the county to do.

These are the special circumstances of rural students, and what schools can do is to make it more convenient for them. Therefore, even during the holidays, student dormitories will be opened, the cafeteria will serve the corresponding number of meals, and public facilities such as libraries and classrooms in teaching buildings will be opened with reservations.

After He Qingping arrived at the school, it was almost lunch time, he went to the cafeteria to take a look, and saw that the quality of the food was a little weaker than usual, which made people lose their appetite at all, so they could only fill their stomachs. Although He Qingping can also endure hardships, if there are other options, he will not be stupid enough to ask for hardships. He thought about it slightly, and then cheekily ran to Zhao Qianshan's house to eat.

He Qingping went just in time, and the little fat grandmother was already stir-frying in the kitchen. As soon as you open the door, you can smell the fragrance of the vegetables, which makes people have a great appetite.

"Hello grandma, old Zhao...... What about coaches? ”

"On the balcony, come in and do it." He Qingping has been here a few times, and he is an acquaintance, and the little fat grandmother has no estrangement with him.

"Lao Zhao, I'm here!" He Qingping shouted unscrupulously as soon as he entered the house.

Someone walked in from the balcony, but the first one to come in was not Zhao Qianshan, but another acquaintance in the team - Wen Daobing. This made He Qingping feel quite surprised, he thought that this guy would not take the initiative to contact anyone.

"Hey, what a coincidence, Wen Daobing, are you also here to eat?"

Wen Daobing did not speak.

Zhao Qianshan, who came in later, explained: "He came to ask basketball questions, do you think everyone is as thick-skinned as you?" ”

"Hey Lao Zhao, this sentence is not right when it comes out of your mouth, I didn't learn it from you." He Qingping is very neat and colorful, which is also a skill he learned from his coach.

"Coach, then I'll go first." Wen Daobing quickly offered to leave.

"It's so late, let's have lunch before leaving." Zhao Qianshan said.

"Yes, it's all here, and it's all waiting until the meal is ordered, and then you can leave, don't be polite!" He Qingping also said in the tone of a master.

Wen Daobing glanced at He Qingping, but still left very resolutely.

"This kid is really persistent, and he is the same for everything." Zhao Qianshan sighed.

With just a sigh, I saw that He Qingping had already set up the dishes and chopsticks, and sat generously at the dinner table waiting for the dishes.

"If you don't come today, maybe Wen Daobing will stay for dinner." Zhao Qianshan said jokingly.

"How can you blame me, you didn't tell me in advance that Wen Daobing was also there, if I knew that he was there, I wouldn't have come, I'd rather go and eat those feeds in the canteen." He Qingping said angrily.

Zhao Qianshan: "You didn't tell me that you would come so early!" ”

He Qingping: "Can't come, I'm not here to see you, I'm here to visit grandma." ”

Zhao Qianshan: "Why didn't you buy some fruit when I visited others?" ”

He Qingping: "I'll buy it after I eat!" ”

An old man and a young man competed against each other and quarreled happily.

I have to say that the chubby grandmother has good cooking skills, and the same ingredients are much better than those fried by her nagging mother. He Qingping couldn't stop as soon as he held the chopsticks, and ate five bowls of rice, and his stomach was bulging, like a leather ball.

He Qingping really couldn't go up, so he put down his chopsticks very reluctantly, and lay lazily on the chair.

"Grandma's fried dishes are delicious!"

Zhao Qianshan was quick in thinking, and when he saw that his wife was about to speak, he immediately stopped: "Don't say it!" ”

But it was too late, and my wife smiled and said, "If it's delicious, you can come and eat it often." ”

"Wow, wow, wow, that's what I thought, haha!" He Qingping smiled proudly.

Zhao Qianshan sighed helplessly, and lamented in his heart: My two-person world......

After the meal, the two lay on the chairs, one holding a toothpick and chewing it into his mouth.

"Lao Zhao, what did Wen Daobing say to you?" He Qingping asked suspiciously.

"Basketball has nothing to do with you." Zhao Qianshan said casually.

He Qingping immediately retorted: "What does it have nothing to do with me, the basketball thing has something to do with me!" ”

Zhao Qianshan went to the toothpick and looked at He Qingping: "When did you care so much about Wen Daobing's affairs?" ”

He Qingping was stunned, and then said: "That's right, since it's his business, I won't care about it." ”

Without He Qingping's interference, Zhao Qianshan picked up the toothpick again this time and picked it up on his teeth seriously. After a while, the sound wave of interference sounded again.

"Lao Zhao, let me tell you, He Qingping has a secret, and it has been discovered by me." He Qingping said mysteriously.

"Oh, what secret?" Zhao Qianshan looked at the other party and asked.

"To be precise, I didn't find it, I discovered it with Jiang He." He Qingping explained: "Every time we go out, doesn't Wen Daobing always wear a pair of headphones, I always thought that it was pop music. Later, when we were not there, we secretly took it out and listened to it, only to find out that it was not music at all in the headphones, guess what? ”

"What's it, it can't be English listening, right?" Zhao Qianshan replied casually.

He Qingping sat up incredulously, clapped his hands, and then said excitedly: "It's English listening!" You can guess this, I'm really convinced! ”

Zhao Qianshan was stunned, and then thought of something, he looked at the gray-blue-gray sky outside the field, and sighed.

"So that kid is serious!" (To be continued.) )