Chapter 7 Return to work
"Zhou Manman, you haven't been back to the dormitory for a long time, shouldn't you be working in the training hall again?"
As soon as Zhou Manman opened the door of the dormitory, she didn't have time to put down her backpack, when she heard Zhang Yichen's yin and yang strange voice, she was already surprised, she just wanted to be able to put away her wings and keep to herself, try to help her do as much as possible, so that she could find less trouble for herself.
"Do you want me to report to the counselor and give you a punishment for not returning home overnight?"
Seeing that Zhou Manman ignored her, was silent, and cleaned up his things on the table, Zhang Yichen's anger came up as soon as he "rubbed".
"Yo, Zhou Manman, you have become a great painter, and you can't look down on us people......"
Originally, Zhou Manman didn't want to talk to her more, and he had to rush to the training hall, and he had already taken several days off in a row.
However, Zhang Yichen still lingered around her, so he had to explain, "Yichen, my mother is sick and hospitalized, and she needs someone to take care of her in the hospital, and I have asked the counselor for leave." ”
Seeing her answer like this, Zhang Yichen had no choice but to shut his mouth stupidly, and left with a sigh of relief.
Hearing only the sound of "bang", Zhou Manman couldn't help but glance sideways, she slammed the mobile phone she was holding on the table, and the mobile phone jumped twice like a child and popped out far away.
That voice, Zhou Manman felt distressed, this was the latest mobile phone she just bought last month, which cost more than 10,000 yuan, at that time, Zhang Yichen showed off to Zhou Manman, who was eating instant noodles in the dormitory and calculating how to save money to buy canvases, for a while.
A cell phone rings......
Zhou Manman glanced at his mobile phone, and Sister Bu's name flickered on the mobile phone screen, and then a familiar voice came, "Manman, come quickly, there is a training camp in the training hall today." ”
"I'll be there soon!" The movements in Zhou Manman's hand sped up a few points, and the backpack that was originally like a hungry stomach was instantly stuffed, and a bunch of painting tools were scattered in it crookedly.
Forget it, anyway, when you get to the training hall, you have to take it out, and then clean it up there.
Zhou Manman, what are you pretending to be high!
If his eyes can hurt people, it is estimated that Zhou Manman has already been glared at by Zhang Yichen.
"Manman, you're here, I've been tired of the past two days."
Sister Bu's exaggerated expression made Zhou Manman can't help but snicker, she must be too diligent usually, and Sister Bu is used to being lazy and watching TV series.
"What kind of training camp is today?" Zhou Manman took out the things in his backpack and placed them neatly on his desk one by one, while sticking out his head to look inside the ice rink.
"What kind of training camp can it be, it's just training." Sister Bu Nunuzui, Zhou Manman saw the top of the middle of the ice rink, and I don't know when, an eye-catching countdown sign was hung.
There are only 720 days left until the Winter Olympics!
This made Zhou Manman, who was still in high spirits, instantly look like a frosted wilted eggplant.
Originally, it should have been Shirakawa Canghe who was training in full swing on the field.
"The instructor said that this training camp will last for five days." Sister Bu gently touched Zhou Manman with her elbow, "How is your mother's health?" ”
"I was hospitalized, and I am still under observation for the time being, and the doctor said that there has been no surgery in the past few days." Zhou Manman came back to his senses, bumped into Sister Bu's concerned gaze, and felt a burst of gratitude in his heart, Sister Bu can be said to be her closest person besides her mother.
"Manman, do you need help?" After hearing this, Sister Bu's eyes suddenly became worried, how can this child always be unpleasant.
"You've helped me!" Zhou Manman looked at Sister Bu, who looked unknown and was eager to know the reason, and she suddenly had the idea of teasing Sister Bu.
"Say it, say it!" Sister Bu was already very curious.
Forget it, for the sake of Sister Bu being so enthusiastic about helping herself, she didn't plan to sell Guanzi, so she whispered in Sister Bu's ear, "I won the first prize in the comic competition!" ”
"Ahhh Sister Bu happily wanted to hug her in a circle, "I knew you would definitely do it, our family is a genius." ”
Zhou Manman was turned by her and his eyes flashed straight to Venus, "How can there be a genius, my mind is empty, it's just a coincidence." ”
In fact, she is not a genius in painting, she has been slow at everything since elementary school, and she changed careers to learn to paint halfway, but it took her a lot of effort, and she remembered learning it when she was a child......
Alas, why do you have to recall the past again, she shook her head vigorously, and quickly emptied it! Be sure to have fun!
Sister Bu, who was excited, danced in the duty room for a while before calming down.
"No, I have to share this good news with our old Meng, he was talking to you a few days ago."
"I'm going to go around the field first to see if I need to make up the ice."
Zhou Manman carried the Xiaoice bucket and winked at Sister Bu who was on the phone, she was on the phone at this time, and it was better for her to hide out first and let her calm down for a while.
Zhou Man carried a small Xiaoice bucket and paced back and forth around the ice rink.
The reason why she is willing to do this job is because she is really short of money, but on the other hand, it is more important, to mend the ice, to repair the ice, like mending her broken dreams.
Although life is full of misfortunes and disappointments, her mother told her that life is long, bitter and joyful dependent, even if life is long, you must enjoy it slowly.
She found a corner of the audience and sat down, casually placing a small Xiaoice bucket at her feet.
On the radio of the training hall, the aftermath of the song "Liang Zhu" lingered, and the male and female figure skaters on the ice were dressed in beautiful Kasten, gliding, spinning, and flying smoothly on the ice, drawing beautiful and elegant circles on the ice.
It's beautiful!
Zhou Manman couldn't help but sigh, if Baichuan Canghe was on the ice now, it should be more beautiful!
"Zhou Manman, come down, there's an ice trough here!" The instructor saw that in the stands not far away, Zhou Manman, who was blocked by half a flag, was holding his chin and admiring it, so he shouted at the top of his voice.
"Okay instructor, I'm coming here!" Zhou Manman hurriedly picked up the Xiaoice bucket, ran over in a hurry under his feet, slipped under his feet, and tripped on the edge of the ice without paying attention.
It seems that I still can't change my habit of wrestling on the ground!
The instructor was accustomed to Zhou Manman's "dog gnawing the ground" style wrestling, and earlier, he would nervously rush up to help her up, but Zhou Manman explained to him heartlessly.
"Instructor, I broke my brain when I was a kid, and my balance is not very good, hehe." She was covered in ice ballast, scratching her head and smiling silly at herself, and the instructor only thought she was making fun of herself.
"Are you alright?" Before Zhou Manman could get up, a pair of beautiful men's skates were enlarged in front of her eyes, and she couldn't even bother to get up and looked up.
It turned out to be Du Pre.
Zhou Manman couldn't help but wonder what kind of luck he had hit recently, and why he always dealt with him.
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Manman, who got up with his hands and feet, slapped the ice ballast on his body, but when he looked up, he saw Du Pre hanging in the air, trying to hold her hand.
Oh, in front of everyone's eyes, Du should be faceless, right? Forget it, give him a face.
"Hello, my name is Zhou Manman." Zhou Manman held Du Pre's hand with an innocent face, and symbolically swayed it up and down, Du Pre was directly stupid there, didn't they know each other obviously?
When he was still stunned, Zhou Manman had already carried the Xiaoice bucket tremblingly and walked in the direction of the instructor's finger, she walked on the ice with a poor sense of balance, and she had to keep her eyes open to look at the small holes on the ice, which was a huge challenge.
Zhou Manman nodded and greeted the passing athletes as she took small steps, and they smiled happily like fluttering flowers and butterflies around her.
At this moment, Zhou Manman felt as if he was a fragrant flower, which could attract so many beautiful butterflies.
It would be nice if that butterfly was Shirakawa Canghe.
"Instructor, it's already been patched." Zhou Manman smiled at the instructor beside him, turned around and left with the Xiaoice bucket, and when he passed by Du Chen, he saw his eyes looking at him and whispered.
"Come on, friend." Zhou Manman made a cheering gesture, and after it was over, he gestured another wave, smiled faintly and left.
Du Yu was instantly happy, this girl is acting for herself together!
Du Yu, who was originally preoccupied with skating, was a little happier.
"What are you drawing?" After the training, Du Yu came to the audience, and asked while wiping the beads of sweat with a towel, standing opposite Zhou Manman, tilting his head to study.
"Whatever graffiti." Zhou Man hurriedly stuffed the words in front of her into her backpack, she didn't want others to see it.
Although she moved quickly, Du Yu still caught a glimpse, and it seemed to be a stack of comics. Unexpectedly, this little ice-filler can also draw comics.
"Sister Bu, today's training camp is coming to an end, and there should be no ice replenishment task." Zhou Manman poked his head out and said to her in a low voice.
Sister Bu had a knowing expression, urging her to slip away quickly.
"Mom, there is a training camp in the training hall these days, I can't come to the hospital to accompany you during the day, and I will come to accompany you at the end of the night." Zhou Manman's heart was full of guilt, her mother was the weakest time now, and when she was especially needed, she still had to run around.
Mom seemed to see Zhou Manman's thoughts, "I'm fine, your aunt takes good care of me." Mom smiled and pointed to the aunt who was accompanying the patient in the next bed, Zhou Manman nodded to her, and thanked her for taking care of her mother with a smile.
"Don't worry, I can do it myself." Mom rubbed Zhou Manman's hair, her eyes were full of tenderness, Mom always looked strong, but silently carried the burden of life.
Zhou Manman nodded, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for his mother, "Then I'll go back first, Mom." ”
The pace of the meteor is fast, and every time I walk to the fork in the hospital corridor, I will unconsciously slow down. Zhou Manman looked around, the hospital was very quiet at this time, and there were not even many nurses walking back and forth.
She turned her head to make sure that no one had noticed, and hurriedly walked lightly towards the innermost ward.
At the door of the room, a small window was blocked by opaque cellophane, and it was impossible to see the situation inside.
Was Shirakawa Canghe discharged from the hospital? It shouldn't be so fast!
Suddenly, a series of fine coughing sounds sounded in the ward, which frightened Zhou Manman, and his head almost hit the door, she hurriedly supported the threshold with both hands, so as to avoid the kiss between her head and the door panel, listening to the corner of the wall is really not a good job, Zhou Manman thought weakly, and quickly moved his head away.
It seems that Bai Chuan Canghe was in the ward by himself, and Zhou Manman carefully opened his backpack and took out a few pieces of A4-sized paper from the innermost mezzanine.
She folded it slightly, stuffed it into the gap under the door, and turned her head to slip away, but after thinking about it, what if Shirakawa Canghe couldn't see it? What if he threw it away as waste paper?
Zhou Manman leaned on the door again and listened, and silence returned inside.
She raised her hand, tapped lightly on the door with her small white knuckles, and ran away in a panic.