I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

My brother chatted endlessly.

Lu Fangzhou was very friendly to Fu Heyan. He had seen Tan Guangxi and Fu Heyan go home together before, and he knew that their eldest brother was staying at this primary school student's house, so seeing him looking at him, he greeted Fu Heyan very warmly , Fu Heyan didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't mind either.

In the evening, Fu Bochong came to pick up Fu Heyan himself.

As soon as Fu Heyan saw his little uncle, he pursed his lips and yelled in pain: "Little uncle, I fell during the competition, and the fall was very, very serious."

Fu Bochong said, "Isn't it just a sprain?"

"That hurts too!" Fu Heyan pointed to his swollen ankle: "Look, it's so swollen!"

The doctor in the infirmary also came over at this time, and was stunned when he saw Fu Boxong: "Are you the parent?"

Fu Bochong nodded: "I am his uncle."

"Don't worry, your nephew didn't hurt his bones," the doctor wrote a few lines on the note, then tore it off and handed it to Fu Bochong: "Here are precautions, try to rest as much as possible, reduce activities, and avoid spicy food , and he can leave after finishing this bottle of intravenous drip."

Less than 10 minutes after the doctor left, Fu Heyan's drip was also finished.

The driver bent down to hug Fu Heyan out, but Fu Heyan secretly pushed him away a few times.

He looked at Tan Guangxi with drooping eyebrows: "Brother Guangxi, my feet hurt so much."

Tan Guangxi didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked a little nervously: "Isn't it after taking the anti-inflammatory drugs, why is it still hurting?" He lightly touched Fu Heyan's ankle: "Is it more painful than before?"

"It's better than just now." Fu Heyan stammered, "But it still hurts."

Tan Guangxi lowered his head, looked at his ankle with some worry, and reached out to touch the swollen area.

When Fu Bochong entered the infirmary after making the phone call, what he saw was Tan Guangxi carefully looking at Fu Heyan's ankle, while Fu Heyan's eyes were rolling around, as if he was not thinking about it at all.

Fu Bochong, who watched Fu Heyan grow up, of course knew what his nephew was planning, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

But Fu Heyan didn't notice his little uncle, all his careful thoughts were on Tan Guangxi, he cleared his throat, and asked, "Brother Guangxi, my feet hurt so much, can you carry me out?"

Tan Guangxi didn't think too much at all, he bent down and prepared to carry Fu Heyan out like before.

However, just as he bent down, a figure flashed in front of his eyes. Fu Bochong had already hugged Fu Heyan, and his posture was as relaxed as hugging a kitten.

Both Fu Heyan stretched out his arms to Tan Guangxi happily, but the next moment he was picked up by his little uncle, and he couldn't help but stare at his little uncle with a livid face, almost so angry that his chest was full of old blood.

Fu Bochong didn't seem to realize that his emotions were wrong at all, and just carried him out like a chicken.

On the way back, Fu Heyan was always angry. Tan Guangxi didn't know why he was angry, but he didn't care much when he thought that Young Master Fu was often angry for no reason.

During dinner, Fu Heyan was still holding his breath. He refused the servant's offer to help him, and hopped to the dining table on one leg.

Mr. Fu didn't care too much about Fu Heyan's injury. After all, he always felt that it was okay for boys to bump into each other occasionally, and Fu Heyan only sprained his ankle.

During the meal, Mr. Fu asked Fu Bochong some questions about the company, and Fu Bochong answered them one by one, and by the way, he also mentioned the weekend marathon.

"Oh, that's right," Fu Bochong said to Fu Heyan, "Can I help you cancel the volunteer activities this weekend?"

Fu Heyan was still angry with his little uncle at first, but at this moment his anger flared up, but he was angry because he was angry, but he was a little afraid of his little uncle, so he endured and endured, and in the end he still The tone is blunt: "No, I can go."

"You can't walk, how can you be a volunteer?"

Fu Heyan gritted his teeth: "I don't need to worry about it, little uncle."

Fu Baishao wondered why his youngest son looked like he had taken gunpowder, so he said casually, "Stop messing around, what should we do if it gets worse?"

"I'll be careful, it'll be fine."

"If the child wants to go, let him go," Mr. Fu smiled. "Didn't you break your bones when you were young, and you jumped and ran out secretly."

"grandfather……"

Mr. Fu waved his hand: "Let Xiao Zhao go with him."

Fu Heyan rolled his eyes: "Brother Guangxi, are you busy this weekend?"

Fu Bochong glanced at Fu Heyan.

Tan Guangxi was still thinking about a physics problem he had done before, and he was stunned when he heard him suddenly ask, and subconsciously blurted out: "It should be fine."

Fu Heyan's eyes lit up immediately: "Brother Guangxi, why don't you go volunteer with me?"

Fu Baishao frowned: "Xiaoxi still has to study for homework, so how can I have time to mess around with you?"

Tan Guangxi looked at Fu Heyan's unhappy look, and smiled: "It's okay, it won't take much time anyway."

"Really? Then you agree?" Fu Heyan immediately became happy: "I'll call the Volunteer Association and ask them to add another quota."

As he said that, he was about to stand up and run to the room. Mr. Fu knocked on the table: "What's the hurry, eat the food first."

Fu Heyan took a few mouthfuls of rice indiscriminately, put the bowl on the table, said "I'm done", and ran back to the room to make a phone call.

At around five o'clock the next morning, Tan Guangxi was soundly asleep when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

He went to open the door with sleepy eyes. As soon as the door opened, Fu Heyan was already standing at the door in a uniform of volunteers and leaning on a cane. He said in a strong voice, "Brother Guangxi, it's time for us to go."

Tan Guangxi yawned big and nodded, "Wait for me to wash my face."

After he washed up briefly, he felt a lot more energetic, but he was still a little bit down. Fu Heyan on the side looked radiant, and he reminded him not to forget to bring the volunteer's hand card.

Tan Guangxi was a little sleepy, and while squatting down to tie his shoelaces, he asked casually, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

In fact, because he was so excited, he didn't sleep much last night.

At this time, Tan Guangxi had already tied his shoelaces, and said to him, "Let's go."

After the two of them got out of the villa and got into the car, Tan Guangxi found that Fu Bochong was not in the car, so he asked casually, "Isn't your little uncle going with us?"

"Little uncle, he has already left first." Fu Heyan said in a rambling manner: "I originally told him last night that I would go with him, but he said he would go first and asked me to sleep a little longer. Sleepy, don't need to sleep so much."

Tan Guangxi didn't pay much attention to what he was rambling about, and yawned again from the side.

The place where the marathon was held was a little far away from Fu's house. Tan Guangxi took another nap in the car, and when he opened his eyes again, the car had already driven into a lively marathon scene.

Tan Guangxi got out of the car and looked around, only to see that the surroundings were crowded with volunteers and runners preparing to participate in the marathon, with colorful flags fluttering all around, loud voices, and a lively scene.

He looked around, but he didn't see Fu Bochong.

But yes, after all, there are so many runners participating in the marathon.

While he was thinking, he saw Fu Heyan limping towards him, holding a flowchart in his hand, and said to him, "Brother Guangxi, let's go to the supply point in Area C."

The so-called supply station is a station set up on the way of the marathon route to supply water or food for the runners.

In the marathon, the runners will lose a lot of water and electrolytes due to high-intensity and intensive exercise, so the replenishment of water, electrolytes and energy is very important, and the replenishment work of the supply station is a very important work of the volunteers.

When Tan Guangxi and Fu Heyan arrived at the supply point, other volunteers had already taken out the supplies from the cardboard boxes and put them on the supply table: bottled drinking water, sports drinks for supplementing electrolytes, and salt pills. There are also energy gels and bars to replenish carbohydrates.

Generally speaking, one supply station should be set up at the farthest 5 kilometers. However, the supply station for this marathon is set up more densely, mainly to better provide athletes with small and frequent supplies without causing excessive damage to the body. Heavy pressure to prevent insufficient supply or excessive supply at one time due to the long distance from the supply station.

Even energy gels and salt pills are mixed with drinking water to help athletes deliver energy to the blood more quickly.

Of course Tan Guangxi understands all this, but—he looked at the hot dry noodles, spicy bean curd, duck neck, spicy crayfish, and all kinds of dessert bread on another supply stand with a confused face. Will the supply station put these things?Is this a supply stand or a buffet?

A chubby volunteer brother who is not tall and wearing glasses saw his doubts, and explained to him enthusiastically: "Nowadays, many marathon competitions provide athletes with this kind of local specialties, which can be regarded as a kind of food. Cultural promotion." Then he added: "And many merchants will take the initiative to sponsor their own brand of food for the competition, which can be regarded as a kind of placement advertisement."

Although it's not impossible, Tan Guangxi looked at the supply stand on the other side with a speechless face - but isn't the roasted whole lamb, the Buddha jumping over the wall, and the rows of bottled beer a bit too much?

53. Marathon 2

◎My husband has great physical strength! ◎

However, before he could think too much, a volunteer leader on the side shouted at them with a loudspeaker: "Please pay attention! Please pay attention!