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Chapter 69 Can't even confess?

No way?Even the fat guy from the Urban Construction Department supports Han Qiu?
"I've never watched those people in our department play basketball. I heard that their style of play is ugly, like urban management." Fatty, as a fringe youth who has been in Internet cafes for a long time, has always been indifferent to most of the activities of the department. , To be able to look at it from a relatively objective point of view, he said with righteous indignation: "The most embarrassing thing is that they ran away! A man, even if he can't promise everything, but there is always a reason why debts are not gambling debts." I understand, this dragon is too careless to do things!"

"I believe that most people in our urban construction department will hold the same opinion as me. Losing is not shameful, but if you can't afford to lose, it's too bloodless!" Fatty's people reminded Han Qiu of the city construction under the stadium With the helpless eyes of the cattle, the fat man was right. Perhaps most people feel ashamed of their team.

"Fatty is right. We must hunt down such reckless people and not let them go easily." As a member of the Department of Urban Construction, Fatty has publicly expressed his dissatisfaction. What about his thoughts, so they unanimously supported Han Qiu's crusade against Long Fufu.There were even radicals who immediately posted on the forum, and soon received positive responses from the forum audience.The attack on Long FangFu was one wave after another.

Han Qiu blinked: It seems that the crusade against Long FangFang is expected by all, and I am on the side of justice!
The fat man suddenly lowered his voice and gave Han Qiu a thumbs up: "You have been spending less time in Internet cafes recently. I didn't know why, but now I understand that you have made great progress in the past few games! What are you doing? How did you train?"

"Run." Han Qiu still told the truth.

"Running?" The fat man shook his head in disbelief: "Can running make a pitcher? You must have some special method. I have a hunch that you will become a banner of Rongda's basketball team sooner or later!"

"Is...is it raised a bit?" Han Qiu was drinking water, and almost choked when he heard the fat man say this.He curled his lips, and said in the principle of modesty and prudence: "The flag of the school team? Am I in the team now or am I on the bench?"

"It's not the present, it's the future. These school teams are all old guys, that's all. But you are different, your speed of improvement, hehe..." The fat man proudly flipped through the pages of the forum Page: "Although I didn't go to watch your game live, these overwhelming posts describe all your information verbatim."

Hey, it’s hard to be a celebrity these days!

Han Qiu closed the webpage, logged in to the game, and started the task tirelessly, but got nothing.This leads to a rule:
Every time you upgrade, you will usher in a blowout climax. You don’t need to work too hard, and you can easily produce piles of items, just like the treatment of those welfare states in Northern Europe; then enter a relatively low ebb period, To work unremittingly, one or two items will appear from time to time, most of the time it is a waste of work, just like a certain feature; after long-term unremitting persistence, finally enter a stage where the pay is directly proportional to the return, that is Like "decaying" rice imperialism; when passing through this stage, the bag is upgraded...

Look, insight into the world is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing. Such a purse that carries out items can find so many laws from it. Upgrading Theory", linking the development of bags with the progress of mankind.

Unfortunately, Han Qiu did not have such profound knowledge, nor did he have any sense of historical responsibility or ownership. He carried this leather bag that coincided with the trend of historical development under his arm, yawned unsightly, got off the plane and went back to his dormitory to sleep.

Now he insists on running every morning, and Han Qiu no longer dares to play all night casually.

It was just dawn, and Zhong Yiyi yawned, carrying a small plastic bag with some cakes and a large bottle of milk, and walked out of Building No. [-] sleepily.The aunt downstairs wondered: Zhong Yiyi, why does she always go out early in the morning these days?Do you have a boyfriend?It's unscientific, how many men have crashed to death on this south wall, which hero can handle Zhong Yiyi?That's not right, she went out from the dormitory. If she had a boyfriend, it should be this time. It's normal to go back to the dormitory from outside.

Zhong Yiyi stood downstairs on No. [-] for a whole half an hour, looking from a distance, it looked like a watchdog.Auntie Lou Guan was terrified: Which animal is so wicked, making such a top-quality little girl wait so long?You are too brave!
Why is it so late today, big idiot?Usually, he comes out as soon as I arrive downstairs.Hmph, I must be sleeping late!He must have won the ball, his tail was up, and he didn't know what his last name was.Damn it!Fortunately, Miss Ben considered that he had practiced hard during this period, and he won the game yesterday, so he specially prepared breakfast today to reward him, who knows...

Zhong Yiyi pouted and dialed Han Qiu's cell phone angrily, but after a long while of beeping, no one answered...

So angry!You are not benevolent and I am not righteous, dial the dormitory phone!You deserve it for making other people complain!
The phone rang for a long time, and Zhong Yiyi was about to give up in despair, when Zheng Taibu's voice came: "Who is so early? Could it be the weather forecast?"

"Weather forecast? What a mess!" Zhong Yiyi felt that Han Qiu and everyone in the dormitory were weird and unreasonable.She shouted at Zhengtaibu angrily: "Call that idiot Han Qiu to answer the phone! The sun is already drying your butt, and you are still sleeping late, it's too shameful!"

Zhong Yiyi clenched his fists angrily, and had the urge to throw the food he was carrying into the trash can. Suddenly he heard Shotabu's innocent voice: "Brother Qiu has gone out a long time ago."

Already out?No way!
Zhong Yiyi hung up the phone in a hurry, and ran to the playground in three steps at a time.

A lonely figure, under the morning light reflecting the red sky, on the deserted runway, walked slowly with a strong rhythmic pace, lap after lap...

Zhong Yiyi was stunned, she quietly found a step and sat down, carefully sorting the cake and milk in her pocket.

This big idiot must have won yesterday and tasted the sweetness of special training. Now he has changed from passive to active, turning "I want to practice" into "I want to practice". This kind of hardworking spirit looks very cute.

But she immediately shook her head and denied the thought in her heart: cute?It's ridiculous to use this word on Han Qiu, a big fool!But this guy looks much more pleasing to the eye than when he spent all day in Internet cafes and played all night.

After running the 6100-meter long march, Han Qiu finally stopped out of breath. With his hands on his waist, he leaned forward and breathed in fresh air.

"Take it." A large bottle of milk suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.Zhong Yiyi pouted and complained in a low voice: "I don't know anything about sports and maintenance. I am so old, do I need someone else to take care of me?"

"Hey, why did you find out your conscience today?" Han Qiu was not polite, took the milk and drank it with his head raised.

"Slow down, slow down, no one will grab you, just like someone who hasn't drunk water for decades." Zhong Yiyi took out a tissue, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the corners of Han Qiu's mouth earnestly, wrinkled Brows criticized: "Don't just focus on drinking, there are cakes, drinking milk on an empty stomach is not good for your health."

Han Qiu was stunned suddenly. The moment Zhong Yiyi held a tissue and touched the corner of his mouth, he suddenly had a strange and inexplicable feeling, like a busy husband dragging his tired body Back to the hut with a lonely lamp on, there is always a pair of soft and moist hands, gentle and affectionate smiles, making people feel that all their efforts are worthwhile.

absurd!It's ridiculous!Standing in front of me is Zhong Yiyi!It's the little landlord and bully Zhong Yiyi!How could I have such an idea?
Han Qiu criticized himself fiercely in his heart, Zhong Yiyi, a hot-tempered girl, must regard herself as a buddy, so don't think wildly.Didn't they say that they want to help brother pursue Murong Wei?
"What are you doing? You are so stupid! What are you thinking? Don't you exercise too much and become dementia?" Zhong Yiyi looked at Han Qiu with strange eyes, as if he had never seen himself before.She pinched Han Qiu's shoulder fiercely with her paw: "Be honest, what kind of bad water is flowing in your stomach? Oh, I see, are you thinking about the school girl?"

Saying the word "school beauty", Zhong Yiyi severely emphasized his tone and put an emphasis on it.

"Speaking of Murong Wei, it's been a while since we saw each other." Han Qiuzheng was a little embarrassed, and when Zhong Yiyi took the initiative to change the subject, he wished for it and climbed up the pole.But as soon as he said it, he faintly felt that the atmosphere was not right.

"Hmph, I really hit the spot. I haven't seen you for a few days. It's like three autumns. I'm afraid someone is thinking about it when he sleeps." Zhong Yiyi pursed his lips: "Since you think so Why didn't she confess?"

"It's too early, let's talk about it later, talk about it later!" Han Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly noticed that his "talk about it later" seemed, as if, roughly, as if, there should be... There is a little ambiguity, can you Reminiscent of some unsuitable shots for children.

I don't know if Zhong Yiyi understands the deep meaning of this, ahem, let's change the subject.

"Speaking of confession, I want to ask you, has Bubu not confessed to Wang Qing yet? Have they made any progress?"

When Zhong Yiyi heard this, his attention was diverted all of a sudden, and he said solemnly: "It's not that I said Bubu, I don't even know how to confess, I'm too timid! How can someone like him be timid? Maybe it's MM? Hey, if his skin is half as thick as yours... no, one-tenth of it, it's probably a good thing! Oops, I almost forgot, today is Wang Qing's birthday!"

Quality!Pay attention to quality!When did I get thick-skinned?
Han Qiu said angrily: "It seems that it is impossible not to be ruthless. I will give him a gift at night and blow out the candles in the middle of the night!"

(End of this chapter)