you have to talk to me

With a "boom", everyone turned their heads and saw Feng Jimeng lying on the floor.The other nine players surrounded him one after another, not daring to reach out to touch him rashly, shouting, "Brother Yang, Feng Jimeng has fainted."

Just as Yang Fan walked over, Feng Jimeng sat up on the ground, frowning and blinking vigorously.He had just trained and finished twenty push-ups. He got up too quickly. His eyes were darkened due to hypoglycemia, and his steps were suddenly unsteady, but he has recovered now.

Yang Fan knelt down and looked at his pale face, "What's going on?"

Feng Jimeng shook his head, then stood up, "It's nothing."

"Didn't eat anything?"

Feng Jimeng didn't speak.He hardly eats at school, and eats at home in the morning and evening, and usually eats bread, chocolate or other snacks at noon to make ends meet.He forgot to sleep at noon today, and he didn't feel hungry when he woke up. He wanted to go home after training and then eat.

Yang Fan grabbed Feng Jimeng and taught the others, "Again, it's not advisable to eat too much before training, but you can't skip a little food. This is a real example."

A living example, he bowed his head in shame.

"Go to the school supermarket and buy something first."

"I am fine."

Today is the end of the physical training, and there will be technical training next. Feng Jimeng picked up a ball from the ground and held it up, waiting for Yang Fan's instructions.

"I told you to go quickly." Yang Fan was less angry and more angry.

Feng Jimeng didn't practice today. He took off all the accessories on his body. If he could see it, he took it off, but if he couldn't see it, he sweated during training and took off all his outer clothes, leaving only a T-shirt. The shape can be seen from under the thin T-shirt, and the two nails are horizontal.The physical training is okay. After a while, there will be serving training. It is easy to get injured if you are rubbed by the ball.But in such a position, Yang Fan said he didn't have it, and he didn't have it if he didn't.

He felt that Feng Jimeng knew about it, so he did it on purpose, to provoke him secretly, and to make trouble with him in the open.

It's awkward that he sang love songs with others the night before, and when he returned to Hongcheng, he was not allowed to stay overnight, but instead asked the driver to send him back.He refused to make fun of Yang Fan the night before.

Feng Jimeng held the ball and walked to the side of the block, "Too lazy to go."

Yang Fan lowered his voice, and his face darkened, "I'll say it again, go eat something first, or stop practicing. I can't bear the responsibility of breaking you down."

The other nine players looked at each other awkwardly.We have trained together several times, and the others have become familiar with each other, and even made friends because of the same hobby.Only Feng Jimeng couldn't get along well with her classmates, let alone others.

Zhang Jiarui looked at the faces of the two of them, ran to the edge of the venue, took a piece of bread from his bag and gave it to Feng Jimeng, "Here, buy one get one free today, just one more."

Feng Jimeng glanced at Zhang Jiarui, and said lightly, "No need."

Yang Fan walked over in two steps, took the bread from Zhang Jiarui, took the ball from Feng Jimeng's hand, and stuffed the bread to him, "Eat it at the side."

Feng Jimeng withdrew his hands and refused, Yang Fan pulled him out, gritted his teeth rather harshly and said, "Don't be ignorant, my patience is limited."

Feng Jimeng was reluctant, and pinched the bread.

Hou Wen ran to bring Jian Hang's sports drink to Feng Jimeng, Feng Jimeng hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.The training started, the two played the ball, and Feng Jimeng went to the edge of the field to sit, eat and rest.

With a dark face, Jian Hang threw a ball at Hou Wen, "If you want to be courteous, don't you fucking take yourself?"

"I did."

"..."

Hou Wen skillfully caught the ball, and passed a parabola back to Jian Hang, "Don't be angry, I'll buy it and return it to you after training."

"Do I drink during training?"

"You can drink me yes."

"Why should I drink you? I'm inferior to him."

"Because he must mind that I drank it, and you don't mind."

"Why should I not mind?"

Hou Wen stared at his round eyes that looked quite round on his thin face, "Do you mind? I bitten half of the pork ribs at noon, and you ate them too."

"..."

Jian Hang's face turned hot all of a sudden, which may be due to the increased training intensity today. He was blocked for a while, and then yelled at Hou Wen, "Is there water?"

"I just feel that everyone is hungry and fainted. It's just a favor among the classmates. Don't worry, your no1 status in my heart will not be shaken. Don't be jealous."

"I...who is jealous."

Hou Wen didn't speak, only smiled, and it was clearly written on his face - don't talk, I understand.

"It was a lively chat." Yang Fan came over and patted Hou Wenshi on the shoulder, making his movements slow, and the ball rolled to the ground.

He smiled shyly at Yang Fan, "Talk casually... just discuss the skills."

"Go and discuss skills with Zhang Jiarui, and teach him how to pass the ball more steadily."

Jian Hang is tall, strong, and strong. In their team, strength and technology are considered the best, and they have experience in field competitions.Yang Fan came to ask him his opinion on choosing the official team members.

It was Hou Wen who was passing the ball to Zhang Jiarui next door, and the team members next to him had already started talking about whether they should go to barbecue after training.They agreed in two sentences, go.

I still remember that at the end of the first day of training, everyone was too tired to walk, but at the end of today, everyone was walking like flying, rushing to the barbecue waiting for them.

When they received the ball, Yang Fan had already walked out of the gate first, but he didn't go far. He was calling by the door and waiting to lock it.Feng Jimeng looked at him, momentarily unable to make up his mind.His regret just contradicted Yang Fan, he knew that Yang Fan had good intentions, he was resentful and dissatisfied because why Yang Fan couldn't treat him better, it could be better, at least as he did at the beginning.

Zhang Jiarui swooped up from behind and strangled Feng Jimeng's neck, "Come on, come eat barbecue with us?"

Feng Jimeng turned his face to the side again uncomfortably, and pushed Zhang Jiarui, but the man stuck to him like super glue without knowing it.Cannibalism is really true, now Feng Jimeng is too embarrassed to directly overthrow it.

He shrunk his shoulders to hide, "Take your hands away first."

Zhang Jiarui noticed that he was too close, he was stunned for a moment, let go of Feng Jimeng, immediately turned his head and hooked Hou Wen's shoulder who happened to be next to him, and stretched his neck to lean towards Feng Jimeng, "Go Let's go, everyone."

"I'm not going." Feng Jimeng walked out quickly, he wanted to find Yang Fan, although he didn't know what to say and what he could do to find Yang Fan.

"By the way, how much is the bread? I'll transfer it to you." He asked Hou Wen again, "I just returned the drinks."

Zhang Jiarui ignored Feng Jimeng, pointed at him and asked Hou Wen next to him, "Has he always been this virtuous?"

Hou Wen also advised Feng Jimeng, "Let's go, everyone in the team will go, and Jian Hang also said to discuss their respective playing positions."

When they reached the door, Yang Fan was waiting for them holding the phone, still saying to the person on the phone, "Okay, let's have a meal together..."

Zhang Jiarui asked Yang Fan again, "Brother Yang, do you want to have barbecue together?"

Yang Fan waved his hand and hung up the phone, "You guys go."

Jian Hang persuaded, "Brother Yang, let's go together, you just analyze the advantages and disadvantages of each for everyone."

Yang Fan grinned and said, "My lord is here, are you not uncomfortable?"

"No, how could it be? Although we say behind your back that you are inhuman, we actually treat you as a good buddy." Zhang Jiarui joked.

Yang Fanhu kicked him in the face, and said, "You guys go first, I'm going back to the store to have a look, and I'll be there when I have time."

Because of Yang Fan's words, Feng Jimeng was not so determined to refuse.He was coerced by a group of big boys and headed towards the barbecue restaurant. He looked back from time to time, and his mind was still on the screen of the phone that flashed Su Minglang when Yang Fan hung up the phone just now.Not only did they contact each other privately, but they also made an appointment to have dinner together.

The weather is cold, but the barbecue shop is still very lively. The grilled skewers are served up steaming, and they are all snatched up by these wolf-like teenagers. Even Feng Jimeng himself doesn't know when a handful will be stuffed into his hands. Skewers, and I was persuaded to eat quickly, or it would be cold.

While eating and chatting, it was a small face to be noisy, because they were joining, and the noise was almost crowding the small shop.The barbecue was served round after round, and Feng Jimeng ate a lot of it, plus Coca-Cola Sprite orange juice, until everyone's stomachs burst out in the end.

When everyone took out their mobile phones and was about to give the money to Jian Hang first, and then Jian Hang went to check out, the boss told them that the money had already been paid, and Feng Jimeng gave it to them.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, Feng Jimeng looked blank.He made this move mainly to give money to Zhang Jiarui and Hou Wen, and they didn't want it.He thought it over, if other people asked aa to pay him the money, he would accept it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiarui grinned suddenly, and punched Feng Jimeng on the shoulder, "Brother Meng, you're so proud, I'll be with you from now on, little brother." After speaking, he hugged Feng Jimeng's shoulder with a smile.

In Zhang Jiarui's area, everyone laughed and called him "Brother Meng", patted him on the shoulder, or slapped him on the arm, and thanked him.

A group of guys came out of the barbecue shop laughing and saying goodbye, Feng Jimeng took a taxi to go home.Sitting in the car, Feng Jimeng's phone vibrated, he took it out, there was a friend request, it was transferred from the group They are volleyball team, the note said - I have Zhang Jiarui, Brother Meng.

Feng Jimeng clicked to agree, and then the phone kept vibrating, and the other eight people in the team asked to add friends one after another, Jian Hang was the last one to send it.

From today until the end, Yang Fan didn't come. I don't know if the store was really busy or was delayed by other things.

But Feng Jimeng didn't feel bad.He didn't talk much, and he didn't listen much to other people's nonsense. He didn't like barbecue very much when he ate it. He smelled the smell of food mixed with human smell in the store. His mind was buzzing. Humming, but not a bad feeling.