After the art show, the students of the school newspaper counted "which program is the most popular" on campus, and most of them chose "Pig Man" performed by Ye Hewan and several others.

It's not all because of a few people's fame, and the limelight is on them.

It's just a show, it's a time for everyone to be happy.

The so-called performance program is also to bring students and teachers together on campus, and everyone can relax and relax in their spare time. Chinese Net

Later, when everyone reminisced about their high school life, they could joke with a smile, "I remember that we had a year of theatrical performances, but we performed "Pig Man" with the champions."

The joy of childhood is the same when we were teenagers, and we are still the children in our memories.

Do we like them or Pigman?

Perhaps, what we like and miss is that when we were children, we could be silly and happy all day long because we watched a cartoon and sang and danced with Pigman.

Next.

I have to say that the power of several people is still quite great, especially on the second day after the performance.

Sometimes when you meet someone who is bold on the road, or other students in the class will come to tease, "Yo, the pigmen are coming to class?" Or "The little heroes are coming?"

Embarrassing, embarrassing are the three people except Ye Hewan.

When Ye Hewan heard others call her Pig Man, she would also smile and wave her hand in response: "Hey, please call me Dr. Confused!"

The other three stood aside and didn't say a word, compared to Song Jiang and the two who didn't react at all, Yun Xinyin would shyly bow her head and smile, and pull Ye Hewan to hurry to the classroom by the way.

"Walk the leaves, and then step on the spot again!"

"Oh, I know, I know, don't run so fast! I didn't have breakfast and I didn't have the strength!"

Song Zhihe looked at the two girls running forward in a hurry, his expression was faint, and he smiled lightly.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Jinnan, who was at the same time as them today, and said with concern, "Grandpa Jiang didn't come out to set up a stall today?"

"Well, grandpa accidentally flashed his waist when he closed the stall yesterday, and he refused to take him to the hospital, so I put a plaster on him and let him rest at home today."

Jiang Jinnan thought about the little old man who couldn't stay idle, and had a little headache.

It's really uneasy, and when I'm old, I said that I don't want him to go out.

He didn't notice it before, and quietly went out behind his back.

I didn't listen to what I said later.

Now it's okay, and the waist flashes and lies on the bed.

When he left in the morning, the little old man still wanted to go out with him, and if he hadn't seen that he was angry, he would have to go out strongly.

Song Zhihe didn't say anything when he heard this, his eyebrows eased, and he patted Jiang Jinnan's shoulder, with concern in his smile, although his words were simple but full of heart: "If you need my help, just tell me directly, you're welcome."

"Hmm."

There are some things between brothers that need not be said, as long as they can understand

"By the way, haven't your uncle and aunt come back yet?" Jiang Jinnan remembered that it was almost the end of the year, not only was Song Zhihe going to compete, but it was also about to celebrate the New Year.

Although the Song family's parents have been busy with work, they should be coming back soon.

Song Zhihe was stunned, and for a moment, he looked at Jiang Jinnan sideways, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic arc, his dark eyes were obscure, as if joking and self-deprecating: "What are you going to do when you come back, what's there to do in this home?"

Jiang Jinnan paused, and the glint in his eyes was also unclear.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Truly.

What is there to say.

What's so good about this home?

Can this really be called home?

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After Ye Hewan and Yun Xinyin rushed to the classroom and sat down, they looked at the clock on the wall and saw that there were still five minutes before class.

Yun Xinyin hurriedly handed the hot buns in the schoolbag to Ye Hewan, urging, "Eat quickly, otherwise we will wait."

It's class. It's so cold, I don't know if it's cold."

Ye Hewan heard the protest from his little belly, and even took the bun and began to gnaw it without any image: "Hey, Xinyin, why is it a bun today, didn't you say to bring me a cake yesterday?"

Ye Hewan still remembered that when she left yesterday, Yun Xinyin asked her what to add to the bread today.

"Oh, that grandpa didn't come today, maybe something's wrong." Yun Xinyin went straight to her destination as soon as she arrived at the school gate this morning, but she didn't find it for a while.

I asked the aunt who sold cakes next to me to find out that the grandfather didn't come to the stall today.

"Oh, that grandpa's scramble is delicious! Didn't you always bring it to Jiang Jinnan before?"

"Hmm."

Speaking of this, Yun Xinyin secretly looked at Jiang Jinnan's empty seat, and her eyes drooped.

After he came back from the training camp, he didn't let her help bring it.

"Well, you train so much every day, can you skip breakfast?" Yun Xin asked casually.

"Huh? How can you do without eating, your body can't bear to eat too much!"

Ye Hewan was still puzzled that she didn't eat breakfast every day, and she felt uncomfortable if she didn't have a meal, why did Yun Xinyin suddenly ask this.

As a result, a stirring spirit reacted as if it was Song Zhihe and Jiang Jinnan who were asking.

Ye Hewan immediately ate the steamed buns, and said inarticulately: "Song Zhihe was made for him by his aunt who was a part-time worker the night before, and he got up in the morning to warm it up. Jiang Jinnan, Nanzi seems to be his grandfather or did it himself, and he has been getting up quite early recently."

Ye Hewan began to think about other things again as he spoke--"On Jiang Jinnan, why hasn't he stepped on it recently?" 》

Yun Xinyin was inexplicably a little empty, and when she raised her eyes and saw that Ye He had finished sucking the milk in just a minute late, she was surprised, "Ye Zi, in fact, I have always had a problem. Didn't you say that Brother Lixie or the aunt at home can also make breakfast, why are you--"

Well, I can't eat breakfast all the time.

"Because I can't get up!" Ye Hewan said as a matter of course.

Yes, that's why it's so unpretentious.

Ye Hewan would rather skip breakfast, pinch a little in the morning and sneak in the morning to solve the breakfast in three or two times of self-study.

I don't want to wake up ten minutes early.

As the saying goes, if you are lazy, you can't live up to it.

Yun Xin's words are stopped, so real.

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A few days later, the Fog Ice Club, the scene of the Yushi Station of the Youth Group of the Grand Prix.

"Hewan, it's not a big deal, don't be nervous." Zhuang Renqing controlled his trembling hand and patted Ye Hewan's shoulder and encouraged.

Ye Hewan was stretching, looking at Zhuang Renqing's appearance that was more nervous than her.

She felt that she was not nervous, but Coach Zhuang was more nervous than her.

"Okay, Lao Zhuang, if you are nervous or something, take it with you, don't affect the child's mood." He Runsheng pulled Zhuang Renqing aside with a very ironclad face.

"I care! doyoukno？」

"No kno! I care about your men's singles, don't come to our women's singles to join in the fun!" He Runsheng waved his hand with a little disgust and motioned for Zhuang Renqing to leave quickly.

Ye Hewan couldn't help grinning, and for a while, the slightly tense atmosphere in the arena was resolved a lot.

"It's normal to hit stations, there are only a few stops. You don't have to worry about anything else, just make the most of your strength." He Runsheng comforted.

Yes.

One of the two stations selected by Ye Hewan and Shen Youhan is Yushi Station.

I thought that the head-to-head confrontation between the two should be the Grand Prix Finals sooner, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.

He Runsheng believes in Ye Hewan's strength, and his disciples are a few catties and taels, He Runsheng is still very clear.

"Don't worry, coach, on the field, strength is king, believe me!"

Ye Hewan patted his chest at He Runsheng with confidence.

He Runsheng nodded with satisfaction.

The other side.

Chen Hangfeng looked at Shen Youhan, who was looking in the direction of Ye Hewan and was slightly in a daze, frowned and said helplessly, "Actually, there is no need to bump into the station. Both of you were medalists at the last World Junior Championships, and the Grand Prix was supposed to have two stops, so you can stagger them. And so—"

That way, you'll have a better chance of winning gold in both races.

Chen Hangfeng didn't finish speaking, but Shen Youhan also understood.

Chen Hangfeng felt that it was not worth it for her to compete with Ye Hewan in the sub-station competition, after all, she was already equal, and she could choose two stations by staggering.

In this way, according to the current situation of the two, there are too few women singles players in the same batch who can compete with them for the gold medal.

However, if she is on the right page.

Well.

Shen Youhan couldn't tell what the situation was, but after knowing that Ye He had chosen Huaguo Station in the evening, she had chosen it by mistake.

It doesn't matter, just let her see in advance what Ye Hewan has progressed in this time.

Who loses and who wins, maybe it's anyone!

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Audience.

Wang Haobo wore a suit and bow tie, and looked in the mirror when he went out, and after making sure that he was slightly more handsome and chic than usual, he came to the club with confident steps.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Zhi and the three of them waiting at the door.

Song Zhihe and Jiang Jinnan will only go to the training camp tomorrow, and Yun Xinyin's extracurricular class is also in the afternoon, so they will come to see Ye He's evening competition.

Hearing that Ye Hewan said that Wang Haobo was also invited, they were all waiting for their old class at the door.

Young.

Wang Haobo sat in the audience seat, this is Wang Haobo's first close contact with figure skating, he had only heard of this sport before, and today he was immersed in the scene.

For a while, looking at the huge ice rink, there were many athletes or coaches who could only be seen on TV and the news, as well as ice fans who cheered for them with athlete cheers.

Wang Haobo was a little shocked.

Seeing that the three people on the side and the people around them were all accustomed to it, Wang Haobo couldn't help but take a deep breath to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yun Xinyin, who was on the side, keenly noticed Wang Haobo's urgency, and said with concern, "Is there something uncomfortable with Teacher Wang? You seem to be a little nervous."

"Ahem, ahem." Wang Haobo coughed unnaturally twice, but did not admit or deny it.

"But really, you're all so bland, not surprised at all." Wang Haobo was like a hairy child who had just seen the world, and said curiously.

Hear the words.

The three of them all looked at Wang Haobo in unison.