11. Flat land turmoil
Qi Nan floated to the side, frowning at her dog-like posture.
"Have you read all the books you borrowed in vain?"
I only borrowed it in the morning, and I haven't opened it yet......
"Do you think you're a feather? If you don't paddle, how can you not sink? ”
I just didn't dare to paddle because I was afraid of sinking......
Seeing that she was about to sink again, she hurriedly grabbed and grabbed it, only one centimeter away from touching Qi Nan's arm, but he dodged it all of a sudden and grabbed it empty.
Without support, Zhen Di had no choice but to flutter hard, and he could miraculously flutter twice on the spot.
As soon as he wanted to stand up slowly and ask for praise, he was splashed with a basin of cold water by Qi Nan, and his cold voice sounded.
"Don't always think about swimming twice and then standing up, there is no certainty."
Zhen Di was a little aggrieved, and wanted to cry again, her head was raised upward, and she sniffed.
"Not being able to pant through your nose while swimming is the most basic requirement, and your coach taught it in the first class."
Zhen Di's tears were forced back vividly.
She doesn't know how to breathe with her mouth, and her cheeks bulge high every time she inhales, like a pufferfish.
However, the high-pressure policy has achieved remarkable results, and gradually, Zhen Di can already advance two or three meters in a posture similar to breaststroke.
"Don't stiffen your waist, straighten your body—"
Qi Nan couldn't help but want to correct her posture.
The sudden touch on her stomach made Zhen Di panic, and her breathing was wrong, and she looked at her eyes and sank to drink a few sips of water.
Qi Nan's hand was on her stomach, and as soon as she reflexively fished it out, Zhen Di stood up and crashed into his arms.
The temperature rises sharply.
She was still gasping for air, cautious.
One of his hands was still on her waist, and she couldn't tell if it was water or sweat.
The distance between the two is extremely close, sharing the thin air between the square inches, Zhen Di because of his hand holding his arm, the soles of his feet did not touch the bottom, his body floated a little, and the water waves swayed around in his chest.
He let go of her waist, but didn't pull out his grabbed arm, and looked away.
"Alright, that's all for today, come up."
Zhen Di was like a kelp wrapped around the reef, which he carried by his side and floated ashore.
The air was still a little cold, and Zhen Di couldn't help but sneeze.
"Let's wipe it."
A large towel came over her hood and covered her entire upper body.
She wiped her hair as she looked at another pool as if remembering something.
It was empty, the lights were off.
When were the lights turned off? Momo actually left himself and left first?
"Go change your clothes, and wait for me, I'll clean up this place and send you back to the dorm."
Qi Nan's voice sounded, and when he got out of the pool, he immediately returned to his calm appearance.
Zhen Di forgave Chen Mo almost immediately, and she was overjoyed.
"I'll help you."
"No, just sit down."
Qi Nan flatly refused, and casually pointed to the long table beside him.
Zhen Di sat on the small table, her two calves dangling in the air, watching him neatly rinse the wet towels of the two in the pool.
The time spent together is too rare, and Zhen Di racked her brains to say something.
"Momo said you were a good swimmer."
Her soft voice remembered in the empty swimming pool, Qi Nan's subordinates kept talking idly.
"But obviously I'm not a good coach."
The moonlight shone on his face, and his features were almost soft.
Zhen Di blushed and quickly diverted the topic.
"But why don't you always come to training?"
Qi Nan squinted at her and didn't speak.
He fished out the towel and twisted it with his left and right hands, and the water flowed out, and his silence was hidden in the sound of the water.
Zhen Di bit her lip, and after a while, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"I see, don't you like swimming?"
When she was a child, she didn't like to learn the piano for a while, she always felt that the black and white keys were too monotonous, and every time her mother asked her to practice the piano, she always had to pretend to have a stomachache several times to escape.
The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was.
"I'll tell you oh, when I was a kid—"
"Get out."
His cool voice suddenly interjected.
The air suddenly stopped flowing, and he turned his back to her, his hand drooping, and the cleaned towel hung on the ground, but the owner of the hand was unaware of it.
Zhen Di was puzzled that she had misheard, and stammered and asked.
"W-What?"
Qi Nan didn't look back, and walked straight into the men's locker room.
The door swayed twice and was shut.
It was as if the harmonious atmosphere just now was just a dream she had unilaterally.
At the moment before the bedroom was closed, she sobbed, wiped her tears, and rushed into the building with a pinch.
She twitched her shoulders to suppress the sobs back, and kept wiping away tears like a torrential rain, crying bitterly.
The dormitory teacher's words of criticism were swallowed.
"Okay, little girl, I didn't criticize you, just early next time."
Zhen Di felt that the strange dormitory teachers were softer than Qi Nan's, and she cried more sadly.
"Why don't you be closed for half an hour later? If there is any misunderstanding, please solve it, young man, don't be too impulsive. ”
The dormitory teacher obviously made up a breakup drama in his brain.
But...... She didn't even know what was going on.
Zhen Di couldn't help but recall the figure of him leaving with his back to her, and had nightmares for several nights in a row.
The late arrival of the welcome party is a nightmare for Qi Nan, who has been in an unhappy mood for unspeakable reasons in the past few days.
"You missed too much in your daily training, and if it weren't for the extra points of the student union last year, you would have to repeat a grade in your sophomore year."
The teacher from the Academic Affairs Office patted him on the shoulder.
"Come on, boy."
In the jubilant atmosphere of "thank me quickly" on the face of the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office, he held a bunch of messy banners with a blank face, and walked through most of the school to the sports hall, and there were many pairs of curious eyes scanning him in all directions along the way.
Qi Nan resisted the urge to throw the red and yellow banner in his hand into the garbage heap, and his eyebrows jumped.
It's stupid.
Chu Jun and Zhen Di, as classmates who have performances in the evening, have to go backstage to the cultural and sports hall in advance to prepare.
"I really envy you, you have the opportunity to study in the Youth Games in your freshman year."
"If you want to participate in the selection of staff, you can submit your application form early next year......"
Zhen Di was a little embarrassed, after all, she also dragged Lin Youxi's blessing, opened the back door slightly, and now felt a little weak.
Chu Jun's face was fascinated, and his expression was rippling.
"I have to work hard."
En, Zhen Di echoed and nodded again and again.
"Sooner or later, I'm going to sit on the UFC commentary table!"
Kindness...... You can also choose a direction you like to work hard.
"Find a UFC fighter with a great body to be your boyfriend."
Hey? The style of painting changed so fast, she couldn't adapt to it.
"At the very least, it's like walking ahead, your little lover."
What?
Chu Jun also peeked at Qi Nan's body? Wrong wrong...... The key is......
Her neck stiffened up, and she saw someone walking slowly in front of her, exuding low air pressure.