From afar, it looks like a painting.

Xi Nanxing walked beside Quan Mo, throwing a baseball in his hand, looking at the frolicking figures of the little boys in the distance, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, "It seems that those children also like baseball." ”

Quan Mo walked forward, his black eyes swept indifferently towards the children, and said coldly, "It's just playing." ”

"This is also to be taught. No one is born with it. ”

As he spoke, Xi Nanxing strode towards them.

A few boys were having a good time, and when they saw them coming, they immediately restrained their laughter, and all of them stood up straight, bowing their heads slightly, "Dad, Uncle." ”

"Godfather, Uncle."

"Hmm."

Xi Nanxing bowed his head lightly, turned his head to look at Quan Mo, who had an indifferent face, and said, "Your tutor is too strict, and you are not standing in a military posture, so you don't need to be like this when you meet." ”

All of them straightened their small bodies, and they had to bow their heads respectfully and say hello, the rules were too strict.

"Of course boys have to learn the rules." Kwon Mo Dao.

"......" Xi Nanxing was impressed by Quan Mo's theory, lowered his head and reached out to pat Quan An's little shoulder, and looked at him with some admiration, "Quan An, have you grown taller again?" How did you jump so fast? ”

The other boys are all little radish heads compared to Kwon An.

Quan An stood there without speaking, and Quan Mo said without being salty or light, "Genetics." ”

"......" Xi Nanxing glanced at Quan Mo, "narcissistic." ”

"It's science."

"Aren't you a superstitious fatalistic?"

“……”

Quan Mo glanced at him coldly, Xi Nanxing smiled, shook his head, looked at a few children and said, "Baseballs are not littered, and baseball bats are not shaken." I'll teach you. ”

After speaking, Xi Nanxing really started lessons for a few boys, taught them how to play baseball, taught them how to wear helmets and knee pads......

Quan Mo stood aside, watching coldly.

Quan Yisheng suddenly looked at Quan Mo, gestured with his little hand and asked him, "Godfather, do you know how to play baseball?" ”

Quan Mo's jaw was headed, and he said lightly, "Yes." ”

Xi Nanxing didn't understand sign language very well, but judging from Quan Mo's response, he understood a little, so he said, "Your father can't play baseball now." ”

The doctor instructed that within a year, Quan Mo should not have too strenuous exercise to avoid a recurrence of the injury.

Quan Mo stepped forward and bent down to pick up a baseball on the lawn, "I've only been injured for two days, and I'm not going to be a waste." ”

"Yes, you've only been injured for two days, but don't forget how many days you've been in bed and how many days you've been in the hospital." Xi Nanxing stepped forward and reached out to take the baseball from his hand, "Baseball will have a chance to play in the future." ”

Since rescuing Quan Mo from the Bai family, the iceberg between Xi Nanxing and the Quan Mo brothers has completely melted, and the previous suspicions have been released.

“……”

Quan Mo looked at the baseball that was robbed, frowned slightly, reached out and snatched it back, raised his arm and raised it vigorously, in the most standard posture.

The baseball seems to have an invisible trajectory in the air, crossing a long parabola and landing in the distance.

"Wow-"

The children's eyes widened in amazement, and their mouths couldn't be closed for a long time.

"Looks like you're not going backwards much." Xi Nanxing raised his hand to his forehead, blocking the strong sunlight, looked at the baseball falling in the distance, and spoke.

"I said, I'm not a waste."

Quan Mo said in a low voice, a ray of sunlight flickered into his eyes, piercing his pupils, his stomach suddenly throbbed, Quan Mo pursed his lips, pressed one hand to his stomach, and bent his back slightly.