Record of Jian Sanshao's Bending

"It won't take much of your time. I saw that there is a small football field outside your villa. Just spare half an hour when you get off work at night or..."

"Don't you understand?" Yuan Chengyi said with a cold face, "I'm very busy and I don't have time!"

Jian Qiubai's shoulders hung down, he sighed and said, "Okay, if you're not free, I'll call and ask Lu Zhanfei, last time he said he wanted to..."

"Who are you looking for?" Yuan Chengyi interrupted him with a cold voice.

Jian Qiubai said solemnly: "Lu Zhanfei, last time he came to our hospital and knew that we had this competition, he was very happy and said that he wanted to participate. He is also very good at football."

"Are you still meeting him?" Yuan Chengyi's pupils shrank slightly.

"Yes, we are all friends. That matter was explained clearly, and he also apologized to me."

"When will you meet?"

"The day before yesterday."

"What have you done."

"Just had a meal."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not necessary."

Yuan Chengyi snorted coldly: "Jian Qiubai, you have a big heart. When something like that happens, you can still let go of being friends with him."

Jian Qiubai frowned: "In the end, it's not all his fault, is it? The instigator... isn't it you who caused the evil?"

"What do you mean?!" Yuan Chengyi suddenly stood up from the chair, stared and shouted: "You think it's all my fault, you think the only villain is me, and your friend Lu Zhanfei is innocent and perfect. ?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't say it, but you think so in your heart!"

"Don't make trouble for no reason."

"I'm making trouble for no reason." Yuan Chengyi pointed to his nose and said in disbelief: "It's obviously Lu Zhanfei who tricked you away, it's obviously Lu Zhanfei's greed to snatch you away from me, it's obviously his fault, you now But it's all my fault, do you know how much I have endured? I have been talking for hours to detoxify you..."

"Stop talking!" Jian Qiubai covered her ears, "Will you die if you don't mention that?"

A gloomy look flashed across Yuan Chengyi's eyes, "Okay, I've done so many things for you, I can't even mention them now, can I? What did he, Lu Zhanfei, do for you? You're standing on the same front as him?"

"I don't want to talk to you about this!" Jian Qiubai yelled impatiently: "Just give me an accurate answer about the football match, will you help or not?"

"No help!"

"Then I'll go find Lu Zhanfei."

"How dare you!" Yuan Chengyi grabbed his collar and shouted with a gloomy face, "If you dare to see him again, I'll fuck you right now."

"Go up! Go up!" Jian Qiubai was also annoyed, and said with red eyes, "You think I'm afraid of you."

The veins on Yuan Chengyi's forehead bulged, and he squeezed his chin and growled, "If I wasn't afraid of your pain, how the hell did I have to endure it until now?!"

Jian Qiubai's eyes flicked violently, the expression on his face froze, and the numbness that resembled heart palpitations spread from the tailbone to the top of the head.

Afraid of your pain.

Meaning, he cares about his feelings too, right?

The boy's originally tense face relaxed, the eyes that were still glaring at Yuan Chengyi, drooped unconsciously, staring at the feet nervously, with his mouth tightly pursed, looking like a frightened deer.

Yuan Chengyi looked at his suddenly flickering eyes, panicked, pinched Jian Qiubai's chin nervously and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale all of a sudden? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jian Qiubai flicked his hand away, and mumbled, "I'm fine."

"It's okay, why are you so pale?"

Jian Qiubai suddenly leaned forward, hugged Yuan Chengyi's waist, buried his face on his broad shoulders and said sullenly, "Do you want to help me teach football?"

Yuan Chengyi snorted coldly: "Aren't you going to find Lu Zhanfei?"

Jian Qiubai shook his head and said, "I don't want anyone, I just want you to teach me."

Yuan Chengyi's shoulders stiffened, and after a moment of silence he said, "I don't want to teach."

"Teach me." Jian Qiubai stood on tiptoe and bit his chin and said, "Teach me once and I can serve you as a duty."

"Tsk." Yuan Chengyi pinched his face and said, "It's your job to serve me, why do you add conditions to this?"

"Okay then." Jian Qiubai pondered for a while and said, "Teach me once, and I can let you do it again."

Yuan Chengyi's eyes darkened: "It's true."

"Yeah." Jian Qiubai nodded heavily: "Really."

"What should you do if you said you were in pain on the way, or you didn't have time?"

"Absolutely not." Jian Qiubai raised her fingers to make an oath: "No matter how painful it is, I will cooperate."

"My technique is good." Yuan Chengyi held his hand, held it in his palm and snorted coldly: "I will never let you hurt."

Jian Qiubai's eyes lit up: "So, you promised to teach me football."

Yuan Chengyi frowned and asked, "When do you have a football match?"

"In three days, it will be next Tuesday."

Yuan Chengyi frowned: "Three days? There are only three days of practice time, will you make it in time?"

Jian Qiubai raised the corners of her lips, flattered her with a smile and said, "Sure enough, isn't there a gold medalist to guide me?"

Yuan Chengyi hated Jian Qiubai laughing like this the most.

Three points of cunning, seven points of flattery.

Like a child who doesn't know the world, and like a small animal begging for food with its eyes open.

"Idiot." Yuan Chengyi lowered his head and kissed his eyelashes softly.

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Yuan Chengyi officially became Jian Qiubai's football coach. Although it was only three days, Yuan Chengyi has always been serious in his work, so he takes this matter very seriously.

After work, Jian Qiubai hurried to the football field near Yuan Chengyi's villa.

They agreed to teach two hours of football here at [-]:[-] pm every day.

"Have you arrived yet?" Yuan Chengyi's exasperated voice came from the phone.

"I'm here." Jian Qiubai got off the bus and said while running.