Suggestion?!

Speaking of this, Ye Hewan felt angry.

She wants to turn Lu Nanyang into a suggestion!

That guy, he really jumped out by himself, did you think that other people were also jumping when they said they were jumping?!

He actually said, "Why don't you jump out of the surroundings, this can be regarded as a curve to save the country."

Come on, come on, listen to what this is all about!

When this quadruple jump and 3A, does it mean that you can jump out if you jump out?!

Picking up cabbage on the street?!

Ye Hewan returned to Nanyang at that time, "Are you just as simple as jumping around and drinking water?" ”

"Well, why not?"

“······”

Depend on!

"Come on. Sister, I'll show you a hook quadruple jump, you learn to learn! 3A is also possible! ”

The pride and casualness of that tone.

Let Ye Hewan come to the air punch a few times on the spot.

The slightly distorted air invisibly made people wonder if Lu Nanyang was in front of her.

Ye Hewan was afraid that he would have a life-and-death with him on the spot.

But, hateful!

Ye Hewan was speechless.

Yes!

You'll be 3A.

You'll quadruple jump.

You're amazing!

Depend on!

You can show off.

Ye Hewan viciously said "phew" to the mobile phone, turned his head and hung up angrily.

But who is Lu Nanyang!

A warrior who likes to test back and forth on the verge of death!

Lu Nanyang really sent Ye Hewan a video of him jumping 3A and hooking around.

At the end of the video, he didn't forget to give a middle finger to the child, and attached a light and slightly mocking "Alas, but so, how simple".

Assi.

However, Ye He's late loss of Lu Nanyang's stinky fart ghost was lost.

But she also has to admit that Lu Nanyang is really powerful.

It can be said that he is the brother of the Chinese men's singles, and the Pyeongchang Winter Olympics even stood on the bronze medal podium, which can be described as the creator of a new history of the Chinese men's singles.

He has a place in the world's top men's singles.

also really responded to that sentence, people have warped capital.

However, Ye Hewan only sighed for a moment, and quickly regained his vitality.

Lu Nanyang is very good in men's singles, and she Ye Hewan is also good in women's singles!

No matter how you say it, she Ye Hewan is also the existence of the youngest age and GOE record in the Chinese women's singles triple jump.

Looking at it, in the whole country, apart from her, who else can master five triple jumps at the age of 12.

Including Shen Youhan!

If only he could break the triple Axel again.

Then, she Ye Hewan can definitely be more dick!

Very good, the next thing is Ye Hewan's stinky fart for three seconds.

Please allow us, Ms. Ye, to sprinkle a flower on herself.

"Well, let's not say such frustrating words! I'll definitely jump out of Ye Hewan! Ye Hewan slashed at the air in front of him with his big hand, and his eyes were sharp.

"Soon, this 3A will be in my pocket!" Ye Hewan said in a firm tone.

"That's right! Give your team's Coach Chen a 3A! Let him take a good look at how awesome you are! ”

Yun Xinyin also cheered for his friend.

"Eh, be careful. You're wrong! ”

Ye Hewan interrupted Yun Xinyin's words, and said, "I don't dance 3A for others. It's for yourself! The path of competitive sports is inherently a journey of continuous growth in the midst of challenges. If you are satisfied with the present and nothing else, you will eliminate yourself! ”

For them, sometimes something is even more important than a gold medal.

It's faith, it's love, it's worthy of the light!

In an instant, Ye Hewan's eyes lit up with a raging fire.

She Ye Hewan must fall steadily on the ice 3A before the training camp!

Not to impress anyone, but to overcome yourself!

saw the kind of longing for the future that permeated Ye Hewan's body, and the determination to chase his dreams fearlessly on the road ahead.

Yun Xinyin was a little envious, and couldn't help but feel a little lost and depressed.

Her friends.

Whether it is Ye Hewan, Song Zhihe, or Jiang Jinnan.

They all have dreams that they love and can give it a go for the rest of their lives.

Their road ahead is bright and bright.

Future.

They don't get lost during the journey.

But she, she didn't seem to have anything.

Both now and in the future.

All of this seems to be unknown.

Yun Xinyin leaned on the table with her hands, tilted her head, and looked at Ye Hewan slightly distracted.

The girl in front of her was vivid and bright, just as the warm sun shone on her face.

It's so, reckless and frivolous.

Day and night, the stars, the universe.

Their world is prosperous and extraordinary.

Can.

Her youth seems to be too quiet.

······

In the afternoon, the last Chinese lesson.

Yang Yongji was reciting a text affectionately when he suddenly heard a slight movement from the audience.

He paused, and secretly parted to pay attention to the sound.

Take a look.

The brain is big.

Ye He heard the girls in her class talk about the newly opened candy shop at the school gate in the morning, and she was very excited.

If it weren't for the afternoon class, she would have wanted to rush over.

Perhaps it was also because of Ye Hewan's hypoglycemia that made her have to buy and eat sugar from time to time since she was a child.

So, in a way.

She can be regarded as a sugar controller for most of the time.

There are several hobbies in my life, and buying sugar is the same!

Yun Xinyin, as the class leader, had to go to the conference room for a meeting until the last class was before self-study.

Jiang Jinnan seems to have something at home, so he doesn't go to the club at night.

His brother has an exam on the evening of his sophomore year of high school.

Ruled out one by one, Song Zhihe was left.

But this uncle is the kind of man, "you beg me", or simply "I won't help you if you beg me." ”

Ye He chatted with Song Zhihe for a long time after class in the evening.

But people were reading books there, and they were indifferent to her, and they didn't even lift their eyelids.

That's called a cool and cool drag.

Why.

Do you want me to kill Matt for you whole, you are the strongest in the universe!

Of course.

Ye Hewan just complained to himself in his heart.

Yes.

Ye He ignored him when he saw people later.

She's out of line.

Thereupon.

I can only be a little sorry for their old Yang.

Isn't it too much to upload a small note in a language class?

In Chinese class, they can also write and draw small pieces of paper.

This is also learning a language.

Ye Hewan crumpled the note, looked around, and carefully threw the note to Song Zhihe behind him.

Song Zhihe suddenly broke into a small paper ball in his sight, and stared at Ye Hewan's swaying back in front of him.

Dengshi knew it in his heart.

He slowly unwrapped the paper ball and threw it in front of his desk.

Instantaneous.

What catches your eye is a line of elegant small characters, rounded and round, as if she is the same as her master, revealing a clear spirit.

[After school in the evening, accompany me to the candy shop.] Happy .jpg】

Song Zhihe's lips raised slightly.

[Don't go.] 】

After swaying the two words freely, Song Zhihe kicked Ye Hewan's bench unhurriedly.

Ye Hewan quickly stretched his hand back and spread out his palm.

Five fingers were still clutching the air excitedly.

Song Zhihe was teasing in his heart, so he didn't give it immediately.

A few moments later, he put the paper ball in Ye Hewan's palm.

Fingertips inadvertently ran over her palm.

Feathery, soft.

Ye Hewan opened the paper ball expectantly, only to see the word "don't go" and the pig's head below.

Ye Hewan rolled his eyes.

Angrily scribbled a sentence under his line.

[You are the pig's head, a 360° big pig's head with no dead ends. 】

She also naively and unflinchingly drew 8 pig's heads.

Eight pigs, pig Bajie!

Hum!

Ye Hewan took advantage of Yang Yongji's turn to write a board book on the blackboard this time.

Turning his head and glaring at Song Zhihe fiercely, he immediately threw the paper ball on his table.

When she turned around, she didn't forget to kick Song Zhihe's table.

It was this movement that provoked Yang Yongji on the stage to come over.

Yang Yongji shook his head, smiled helplessly, and continued to read the text.

What a bunch of kids.

Song Zhihe didn't speak.

Just by looking at her expression, he knew what she was thinking now, what was written on the note.

Sure enough, when he opened it, he took a look.

Raising his eyes to look at Ye Hewan, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his indifferent eyes crossed with a broken smile.

You still don't believe you if you say you're a pig.

If I don't go, won't I go?

Believe what others say.

Stupid.

······

After a long time, the bell rang for the end of class.

Jiang Jinnan saw the paper ball on the table, and thought it was Song Zhihe's unwanted garbage.

looked at the empty mineral water bottle on his desk, and thought about throwing it at him.

As soon as his hand touched the note, Song Zhihe preemptively put it in his pocket of his clothes.

"It's not garbage, it's something important."

Song Zhihe raised his lips.

Jiang Jinnan had a puzzled expression on his face.

Something important is so crumpled?

Brother, your hobbies, I can't keep up with them a little bit now.

······

Ye Hewan hurriedly packed his schoolbag and put it on his back, got up and was about to rush out of the classroom and run out of the door.

But, just stood up.

Song Zhihe was in front of her.

Ye Hewan still remembered the "Pig's Head Hatred" just now, and said angrily: "What are you doing?" Are you still holding me back if you don't go? ”

"Aren't you going to the candy shop? Let's stop by. ”

“？！ Didn't you say no? Ye Hewan was at a loss.

How did this man get so fast?

"I'm not going, by the way. Then, seeing that you are alone and pitiful, I will be merciful and accompany you. ”

Song Zhihe emphasized calmly.

"Is this any different?" Ye Hewan said incredulously.

It's not the same.

Song Zhihe ignored it, turned around and walked away with his long legs.

As he walked to the door, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his white school uniform.

The young man's side face seemed to reflect the clouds, and the indifferent sense of ice and snow on his body seemed to have faded a lot.

He turned his head to look at Ye Hewan behind him, and said softly, "Let's go, stupid." ”

“？！ Song Zhiyou, I'm not stupid! Why are you like this, you--"

Ye Hewan followed with small steps, and protested dissatisfiedly.

In the evening, the orange-orange glow falls on the campus path.

The boy carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and in his hand he carried a pink schoolbag that was incompatible with his temperament.

The evening breeze ruffled the edges of their white school uniforms, and their dark blue school pants were gilded with a layer of gold.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked at the girl chattering beside him, with a shallow smile on his clear eyebrows.

The cold moonlight, the warm morning sun, and the two lights that distinguish day and night are also gradually reflecting each other.

Under the sunset, there is still infinite beauty.