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When the sky turned white, Shen Ruo'an had already woken up, washed up, and was about to go out for a run. In order to stagger the time with Cheng Youpeng, he deliberately got up early.

But when he came back from his morning exercise, he found that Cheng Youpeng had only woken up not long ago, and Cheng Youpeng was still rubbing the corners of his eyes and yawning, as if he had just woken up, Shen Ruoan glanced at him and went back to the room to change clothes.

After coming out of the room, it was time to have breakfast. Mai Yufeng had already cooked the breakfast and put it on the table, reminding Shen Ruo'an, "Ruo'an, take out the changed clothes for auntie to wash."

Shen Ruo'an never liked doing housework, and it was a good thing for someone to help, so she nodded in response to Mai Yufeng's concern.

"okay."

It is one thing for Mai Yufeng to care about Shen Ruo'an, but it is another thing to care for Cheng Youpeng. Seeing that her son just woke up, she started nagging again.

"Yu Peng, don't often play computer games late at night, and don't throw your clothes around in the room. You are so old that you still need your mother to tidy up your room. Just look at Ruo'an and you will know how lazy you are."

Shen Ruo'an bowed his head and drank the porridge without speaking. Cheng Youpeng was relaxed and happy for no reason when he was talked about. Of course, the people who were talked about were not only Cheng Youpeng, but also Shen Wenquan.

"Husband, don't read the newspaper while eating buns, don't you know how dirty the newspaper is?"

Therefore, among the whole family, Shen Ruo'an, who is the most pleasing to Mai Yufeng, is the well-behaved and sensible Shen Ruo'an, but when Mai Yufeng smiled and talked about everyone, she was not idle. Well-behaved or useless.

A glass of milky white milk appeared in front of his eyes: "Ruo'an, it's wrong to be picky eaters. Remember to drink the milk. If you didn't drink milk last night, remember to make up for it tonight."

Cheng Youpeng, who had just been nagged by his mother, quickly pushed the milk in his hand to Shen Ruoan, and repeated his mother's meaning: "I will remind you to drink milk at night, don't worry."

Shen Ruo'an helplessly picked up the milk and gurgled down it. While drinking, he glanced at his brother sitting next to him. He was not worried at all about forgetting to drink the milk!

The curtains at home were opened by the early-rising family, and the whole house was filled with plenty of light. A few pots of green plants on the window sill also brought out the tranquility, harmony and warmth in the morning.

After breakfast, Shen Ruo'an helped clean up the dishes. Mai Yufeng was very happy, so she sent her brother to wash the dishes when she was happy.

However, Shen Ruo'an washed the bowl in the end, he really dare not compliment his brother's ability to do housework, there is someone worse than himself, and he did not laugh at Cheng Yupeng, who was the station master at the side.

"I'll go to see the match between our school and Guangshi later, how about going to Guangshi Middle School with me?"

Shen Ruo'an put the washed chopsticks in the cupboard, the little face that always felt unhappy, replied: "It's not good."

"Aren't you still angry?"

Cheng Youpeng was still a little guilty, he just couldn't help the prank he played yesterday afternoon while he was sleeping, but he didn't expect that the other party was not so angry that he wanted to beat him up, but just ignored him.

"No."

"Then why don't you go to my game?"

"I'm going to practice and I'm going to play tomorrow."

Shen Ruo'an tidied up the dishes and went out, only to find that Cheng Youpeng was occupying the doorway, motionless like Mount Tai.

"I'm going out, let's go."

"If you're not angry, why don't you go to our school's game?" Cheng Youpeng folded his arms and looked at Shen Ruo'an.

"I said to practice."

"No one will practice with you."

"I practice by myself."

"Are you really not going?"

"Don't go."

The two were in a stalemate at the kitchen door, Mai Yufeng saw that the two hadn't come out yet, so she walked over here.

"What are you two doing?"

When Cheng Youpeng saw his mother, who liked Shen Ruoan and loved him very much, approaching, he made a plan.

"Mom, I want to invite my brother to watch my game today."

Mai Yufeng thought this was the beginning of a good relationship between the two brothers, so she smiled at Shen Ruo'an and said, "It's a good thing to be invited, if Ruo'an didn't go out with her classmates today, why don't you go to watch my brother play, next time when you compete, brother I'm also watching from the sidelines to cheer you on."

"Auntie, I..."

"Go, go, children have to have fun on weekends, and it's easy to grow mushrooms when you're at home."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mai Yufeng began to prepare water for the two of them, and she was also considering whether to let Shen Ruo'an bring a box of milk.

Facing such an enthusiastic and eager aunt, Shen Ruo'an looked at her busy figure speechlessly.

Cheng Youpeng, who had succeeded in his scheme, took the water prepared by his mother and went out on time at nine o'clock, pulling Shen Ruo'an's arm to go out.

Shen Ruo'an today only brought a backpack with the milk prepared by Mai Yufeng in it. Why does it feel like a kindergarten kid is going out for a spring outing? Cheng Youpeng, who is pulling him, is like a kid in his class...

This feeling made him very concerned.

After going downstairs, Shen Ruo'an found out that his father sent them to Guangshi Middle School. When he realized that his own son had overreacted, Shen Wenquan explained: "I'm going back to the lesson center later, and I'll take you there along the way."

"Oh."

Both Shen Ruo'an and Cheng Youpeng sat behind the driver's seat.

None of the three were good at raising topics, and there was too much silence in the car.

At 10:[-] and [-] minutes, Shen Wenquan suddenly remembered the news that Cheng Yupeng told him last night. This is very important. How could he forget it? He secretly observed his son who didn’t like to talk or laugh through the rear mirror, and was by his side as a father. I have very little time, although I really want to know him, but I don't know where to start, those pure eyes are so clean, but I don't know what he is thinking.

Is it because of puberty?

This kid is really a boring gourd, he doesn't tell his father about such important things.

"Xiao An, why didn't you tell Dad about the tennis match at school?"

Shen Ruo'an was surprised for a moment, and then hid his expression extremely well, so naturally it didn't look like his secret was discovered.

"Well, I signed up last week."

"It's no wonder you went out to practice last night Tian Youpeng, and asked Brother Youpeng to teach you what you don't know. When will the competition start?"

Shen Wenquan still cared about his son, and now the father and son finally had something to talk about.

Cheng Youpeng is putting tape on the handle of his racket, listening to their conversation.

"Four o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Shen Ruo'an really didn't tell his family about this, and the reason for this was that he didn't know how to speak, and he really couldn't do it if he wanted to go back to his childhood and happily tell his family what happened to him at school. It's not that he wants to hide it, but that he feels that there is no need to bother others when he can solve things. What he doesn't know is that his personality will often make someone feel distressed in the future.

"Which game is your game? If I have time, I will go over and give you guidance."

"In the first game of junior high school, there is no need for guidance."

Shen Ruo'an's categorical refusal made Shen Wenquan almost turn the steering wheel wrong.

He didn't want to reject his father's kindness, but the junior high school competition was just a trivial matter and he didn't think it was necessary, but because his expression was always too serious, he felt like he was dissatisfied with his father.

"Uncle Shen, he means that you don't have to go if I go."

Cheng Youpeng's observation ability is not bad. From Uncle Shen's silence, he can feel that he is guilty or hurt.

Shen Wenquan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Cheng Youpeng's words, it turned out to be the case.

"Then will Yupeng miss the practice? Doesn't the city race start on the 26th?"

"No, their middle school tennis competition will be over in a week, and they will go to the city to compete in two weeks. I won't miss practice."

"Ruo'an, listen carefully to Brother Yu Peng's guidance, he has experience in the game, and also, just do your best during the game."

When Shen Wenquan followed his son one morning, he noticed that his ability was not bad. He wanted to give him guidance but couldn't find the time.

Shen Ruo'an found that he didn't need to make any decisions, so he replied, "Okay."

"It's here, Yupeng will play well, and remember to be calm during the game."

"Well, Uncle Shen, goodbye."

"Go."

Cheng Youpeng pushed Shen Ruo'an out of the car. Their team members and some girls from the school who came to cheer had already gathered at the gate of Guangshi Middle School. Looking at their backs, one tall and one short, Shen Wenquan couldn't help laughing and sighed: "These children It's really..."

Everyone's attention immediately turned to the two brothers who had just got out of the car, and more focused on Shen Ruo'an who was beside Cheng Youpeng.

Shen Ruo'an, who was not used to being looked at like a monkey, tried his best to hide behind Cheng Youpeng, but was soon caught by the sharp-eyed Hou Peicheng, and a black shadow rushed towards him.

"Shen Ruo'an! I didn't expect you to come to our game. By the way, I really want to ask you a question."

Cheng Youpeng was already talking with He Yu who stepped forward.

The loud voice made Shen Ruo'an want to cover his ears, he frowned slightly and replied, "What's the problem?"

"Hmm..." Hou Peicheng pulled Shen Ruo'an aside, pretended to be mysterious and leaned into his ear and asked, "What's the relationship between you and that Leng Bingyou Peng? ignored."

Shen Ruo'an looked at the two people who were talking close to each other, and then distanced himself from Hou Peicheng and said, "What is the important relationship?"

"It's not like that, I don't care, but as a classmate and good friend, does He Yu care?" Hou Peicheng is attached to Shen Ruo'an again.

Shen Ruoan took a step back and said slowly, "It has nothing to do with me."

"gone."

Hearing Cheng Youpeng's voice, Shen Ruo'an jumped over the clingy Hou Peicheng and followed. The other team members seemed to be equally curious about Shen Ruo'an beside Cheng Youpeng, but most of them dared not ask, not even their coach.

A group of people walked into Guangshi Middle School and walked directly to the tennis court of their school. There, the players of Guangshi Middle School had already started warming up. Shen Ruo'an also saw Deng Qin wearing the Guangshi tennis uniform.

The strength of Guangshi Middle School is comparable to that of Xinming Middle School. Since it is only a friendly match between the two schools, and the two teams continue to fight each other in the team competition, this friendly match with five sets and three wins is not as simple as the last time against Hua Kun. All the main players played.

Two doubles and three singles.

After the warm-up, the first group of doubles will be played first.

What was unexpected before the game was that the shiny bald coach of Huakun Middle School appeared here. He even greeted the middle-aged bald coach of Guangshi Middle School friendly. A gleam flashed in Shen Ruo'an's eyes when he was sitting.

Shen Ruo'an noticed that there was a boy with an indifferent expression behind him. The boy randomly found a seat and sat down. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was...

"The match between Xinming Middle School and Guangshi Middle School is about to start, please enter the doubles team and get ready!"

Before the game started, Shen Ruoan poked Cheng Youpeng's arm with his index finger and asked in a low voice, "Are you playing doubles or singles?"

Cheng Youpeng remained silent, and then said calmly, "I won't tell you."

Shen Ruo'an took out the bottle of milk that Mai Yufeng put in from his backpack, took out the straw, and drank it.

Biting the straw, he glanced at Cheng Youpeng, but met He Yu's eyes who turned his head on the other side of Cheng Youpeng, and he smiled friendlyly at Shen Ruo'an.

But what Shen Ruoan felt was that his eyes carried a look of scrutiny.