The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Xingzhi: "What? Don't believe in yourself?"

"Your brother has already spoken, hurry up and show him some posture!" Cen Xiangyang also encouraged him.

Xie Anheng's eyes were bright, and he opened his mouth to say something, but was pushed by the person in charge: "We're coming to the stage soon! Your number is nine, take it."

Xie Xingzhi patted him, nodded: "Go."

After taking a last look at Xie Xingzhi, Xie Anheng followed the staff to the stage.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this little waist, it's straight and straight, brother's encouragement is different." Cen Xiangyang joked.

Xie Xingzhi found a seat and sat down: "He just lacks confidence."

With Xie Xingzhi's words and his own background, Xie Anheng started writing as soon as he took the topic, with thoughts flowing like a spring.

This question was originally used as the finale, and it was several times more difficult than the previous one, but Xie Anheng didn't see the previous game, so naturally there was no gap in his heart, less burden, and only the thought of winning was left in his mind, with no other distractions .

On the other hand, Zhang Fan, he actually knew Xie Anheng's name long ago. After all, every time he was ranked in the region, this name was above him, so it was hard not to know.Originally, Xie Anheng was unable to participate in the competition, but he still felt lucky, thinking that the victory had already been won.

Unexpectedly, such an accident happened suddenly, Zhang Fan didn't show it on the surface, but in his heart, he didn't know how many times he scolded Xie Anheng and his brother who appeared out of nowhere.

The questions this time were more difficult than the previous ones, and Zhang Fan was even more out of balance, feeling that the whole world was targeting him.

Seeing that the game is coming to an end, the contrast between the two sides is stark.

Xie Anheng almost filled the entire blackboard, and he wrote with ease, as if with divine help, while Zhang Fan only wrote a few lines, and was still scratching his head and shaking his hands.

Cen Xiangyang couldn't understand it, but he could also tell that this match was simply a slap.

"Is Xie Anheng going to win?"

Just as Xie Xingzhi was about to answer, the bell on the stage rang "jingling bell".

Referee: "Time is up! Stop writing immediately!"

The two put down the chalk at the same time and turned around.

Xie Xingzhi met Xie Anheng's eyes, and the latter seemed to have light in his eyes, as if he really wanted to smile at him, but he held back.

This was the first time Xie Xingzhi saw the child so excited.

Members of the organizing committee came to the stage to check the results of the answers.

On the other side, the teacher from No. [-] Middle School hurried up, muttered a long series of words to Zhang Fan, and at the end gave him a hard blow on the head: "How did you promise me? You just hand in a blank paper and lose all of us!" s face?!"

Countless pairs of eyes from the audience were watching, Zhang Fan's face turned red, and he could only grit his teeth and bow his head to be scolded.

A few minutes later, the organizing committee announced the result: "Contestant No. [-], Xie Anheng, won! Congratulations!"

"Wow--"

The students of No. [-] Middle School in the audience boiled instantly.

"Xie Anheng! You are amazing—" Zou Miao stood up directly from his seat.

Driven by the atmosphere of the scene, Cen Xiangyang whistled a few times: "Amazing, Xie Anheng!"

Even He Mingxu quietly let go of his clenched fist, looking relieved.

Xie Xingzhi was fine, he was also happy for the child, but this was just a small competition, and the result was as far as he expected.He only bent his eyes when Xie Anheng looked at him, and silently said "Congratulations" with his mouth, got up and went to give him an encouraging hug.

"We will make a final notification of the candidates for promotion in a week. This is the end of this competition. Please leave in an orderly manner, thank you."

Although the organizing committee announced this way, everyone knew that Xie Anheng was the one who advanced.

The teacher of the No. [-] Middle School was still scolding Zhang Fan, and his words became more and more ugly. The other No. [-] Middle School players next to him didn't dare to speak out, and looked at him sympathetically.

Zhang Fan stared at Xie Anheng who rushed out halfway to snatch his quota, seeing the latter's cheerful look, his evil thoughts rose sharply.

"what--"

"Xie Anheng! Be careful!!"

An iron shelf behind him suddenly slammed down on Xie Anheng's head with a "creaking creak"——

Xie Xingzhi pushed away the crowd in front of him and rushed over, pulling Xie Anheng into his arms.

With a "bang", the shelf hit his back hard.

"Brother!" Xie Anheng lost his voice, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

The people next to him rushed over to help Xie Xingzhi open the iron frame and helped them up.

There was only a slight dull pain in the back of his head, he shook his head slowly, and held down the child's hand that was groping around him: "It's okay, I didn't hurt."

Zhang Fan's brain suddenly became malicious, and he saw that he had really hurt someone, but later realized that he was afraid. He was just about to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but suddenly he was grabbed by the collar with a strong force, and he lifted himself up.

Cen Xiangyang gritted his teeth: "Little brat, you still want to run after hurting someone?!"

"Not me, not me..."

"I clearly saw you push it!"

Seeing Zhang Fan, Xie Anheng's brows quickly darkened, he let go of Xie Xingzhi, and walked over there.

"Xie Anheng." Xie Xingzhi called him from behind.

I don't know why, although he didn't feel much pain when he was hit just now, he suddenly felt very dizzy.

Xie Xingzhi's eyes began to darken: "Xie Anheng..."

"Thanks……"

He blinked slowly, and the surrounding voices faded away like the tide.

At the last second of losing consciousness, Xie Xingzhi saw Xie Anheng turning his head, let go of Zhang Fan's hand in panic, and rushed towards him.

"Um……"

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xingzhi opened his eyes drowsily.

There is a smell of disinfectant in the nose.

"Wake up! Xie Anheng, your brother is awake!" A girl screamed, followed by pattering footsteps.

Xie Xingzhi suddenly became sober. He raised his eyes and met Cen Xiangyang's concerned gaze: "Brother Xingzhi, you finally woke up!"

He sat up on the bed, looked around, and asked hoarsely, "Where is Xie Anheng?"

Cen Xiangyang's expression was a little bit tangled.

Xie Xingzhi: "What happened to him?"

Cen Xiangyang quickly waved his hand: "No, no, he's very well. He's been staying here just now. The doctor said you were about to wake up, so he went out to buy you food."

"Brother Xingzhi, are you okay? You fainted and scared me to death."

"I'm fine." Xie Xingzhi exhaled, leaned against the head of the bed, raised his hand and pressed the place where he was hit.

He asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said you're fine, but..."

Xie Xingzhi looked at him.

Cen Xiangyang scratched his head: "He said that your body was seriously damaged, especially your stomach, and that..."

Xie Xingzhi's eyes narrowed: "What did you say?"

"He also said... that we should pay attention to enlightening your mood at ordinary times, and don't think about it anymore. Doing so will cause great damage to your body. I don't know how you saved your life last time, but maybe your luck will not be so good next time. , life is gone." After Cen Xiangyang repeated, seeing that his expression was not right, "Brother, do you think this doctor is deliberately scaring us?"

Cen Xiangyang couldn't match the man in front of him with Unthinkable at all.

Only Xie Xingzhi himself knew what was going on, he shook his head lightly: "No, don't think about it, does what the doctor said matter?"

"No." Mentioning this, Cen Xiangyang wrinkled his nose, "He was kicked out by Xie Anheng just after he finished speaking."

"Kicked out by Xie Anheng?" Xie Xingzhi couldn't connect this behavior with the image of the child for a while.

"That's right!" Cen Xiangyang was suddenly excited when he mentioned this, "That kid got angry when he heard the doctor say you were dead, and his black-faced fierceness scared the doctor away."

"Don't believe it, Brother Xingzhi, you don't know, after you passed out, he rushed towards that bastard in No. [-] Middle School, almost..."

"Brother!" Xie Anheng pushed the door open, "Brother, are you awake?"

The child's forehead was full of sweat, and he was still carrying a huge bag in his hand.

"Slow down." Xie Xingzhi's attention was immediately drawn away, seeing that he was carrying such a big bowl, he quickly got up to pick it up.

Cen Xiangyang held him down: "Don't, don't, you lie down, I'll come."

He walked over, and the moment he saw Xie Anheng, Cen Xiangyang was a little speechless: "I'll help you..."

Xie Anheng glanced at him: "I don't need it."

"..."

He obviously had no expression on his face, but Cen Xiangyang just swallowed back the rest of the words abruptly.

When Xie Anheng passed by him, Cen Xiangyang was like waking up from a dream: "Hiss, you kid..."

Xie Anheng ignored him at all, he put down the lunch box, sat on the edge of the bed, his eyelashes drooping, looking a little pitiful: "Is brother better?"

"It's much better." Xie Xingzhi sat up a little, "Did it scare you?"

Xie Anheng shook his head: "I want to have a conversation with my brother alone."

Cen Xiangyang: "You..."

The eyes of the two brothers turned at the same time.

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Cen Xiangyang: "All right."

He muttered that they were all little bastards, so he could only reluctantly close the door and leave, and dragged away Zou Miao who wanted to come in by the way.

Only he and Xie Anheng were left in the room, and the child obviously lost his temper, so he threw himself into Xie Xingzhi's arms and hugged him.

Xie Xingzhi was thrown into the pillow behind him.

The latter's body was still trembling slightly, he raised his hand uncertainly and said, "An Heng?"

"elder brother……"

Only then did Xie Anheng let go of him, raised his head, his eyes were a little red.

He looked at it for a while, and said, "It's all my fault, it's fine if I don't participate in this competition."

"What silly words?" Xie Xingzhi frowned, "Why do you think so?"

Xie Anheng repeatedly pursed her lips a few times: "I'm always causing trouble for my brother."

Thinking of the scene where Xie Xingzhi fell in front of him, he lowered his head and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Seeing him like this, Xie Xingzhi sighed silently.

He brushed the child's sideburns behind his ears.

Xie Anheng was obviously startled, and raised his eyes again.

"It's not your fault, and you're still young, so it's your brother who should protect you." Xie Xingzhi said softly, "There's no need to have any psychological burden."

"And even if you don't want to participate in this game, brother won't allow it."

"Why, why?"

"Because brother knows you have strength." Xie Xingzhi said.

Although it may be a bit narcissistic to say so, Xie Xingzhi still expressed his thoughts truthfully: "You are talented and hardworking. You shouldn't be stumbling by such trivial things. Your abilities are far beyond that."

Xie Anheng looked up at him without blinking, as if he was a little dazed.

"You want to win the competition yourself, don't you?" Xie Xingzhi smiled, "You have been preparing for it for a long time."

"You...you know..."

Having experienced so many changes since he was a child, Xie Anheng didn't dare to mention this matter to Xie Xingzhi, he was afraid that if he said it, he would not win the award, and finally let his brother be happy for nothing.

Even when Father Xie gave him a beating and refused to sign for him, Xie Anheng was still relieved, and felt fortunate that he didn't tell Xie Xingzhi.

But no matter what, he likes mathematics and competitions after all.

He is eager to win a prize.

It's just that he suppressed this desire to the bottom of his heart, and he was also prepared not to get it.

Xie Xingzhi rubbed his head, his voice was very soft and slow, but it seemed to have a soothing magic power: "Brother believes that you will definitely win this game, and you did not disappoint my brother, you did a great job."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

After a long time, Xie Anheng pinched the corner of the quilt and blinked hard a few times.

"I won't let my brother down."

Xie Xingzhi smiled: "It's so good."

He thought of something again, and asked: "I heard from Cen Xiangyang that you went to settle accounts with Zhang Fan again later?"

Xie Anheng paused: "No."

He obediently looked at Xie Xingzhi: "I just said a few words to him."

It's normal for a child to get angry, Xie Xingzhi said: "It's fine if you don't fight, violence can't solve the problem, brother will communicate with their school about this matter."

"..." Xie Anheng's eyelashes drooped, avoiding the topic, "Is brother hungry? Let's eat some noodles first, and then it will be cold."

After speaking, he went to open the lid of the lunch box, and broke off the bamboo chopsticks to feed him.

How could Xie Xingzhi let a child serve him to eat, so he quickly stopped him: "I'll do it myself."

Xie Anheng refused: "My brother is injured."

The child suddenly became a sticky candy, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Your brother hasn't been hurt to that extent yet."

Xie Anheng didn't know what was wrong, but just stood there looking at him, as if Xie Xingzhi had done something that hurt him very much.Xie Xingzhi really couldn't resist him, so he could only fulfill the child's wish.

Xie Anheng carefully rolled up the noodles and let them cool down before feeding them to his mouth.

The noodles are packaged, and after being left for a while, they are already a bit lumpy.But Xie Xingzhi nodded with satisfaction: "It's delicious, where did you buy it?"

Xie Anheng's eyes obviously lit up: "The beef noodle restaurant across the street."

"Have you had dinner by yourself?" Xie Xingzhi suddenly remembered.

Without waiting for the child to answer, he reached out and touched his belly.

Xie Anheng flinched in fright, and froze in place with his chopsticks in his hand.

Xie Xingzhi: "Didn't eat?"

Xie Anheng shook his head quickly: "I'm not hungry."

"Aren't you hungry until seven o'clock in the evening on an empty stomach?" Xie Xingzhi asked.

He was not polite to Xie Anheng this time: "You eat first."

"That brother..."

"Leave me the rest after you finish eating."

"I'm going to buy another bowl for my brother." As he spoke, he really wanted to get up and leave.

Xie Xingzhi was almost laughed angrily by him: "Come back!"

Isn't it just a bowl of noodles, it's like eating without food.

But Xie Anheng was still uncompromising this time, looking at him with those dark eyes, Xie Xingzhi found that he really couldn't say those cruel words.

After a while, he was defeated: "Okay, brother will eat with you, sit down obediently."

Xie Anheng moved his hands while pinching the chopsticks, and finally he was obedient: "Okay."

He gave up his chopsticks and was fed by Xie Xingzhi.

While waiting for Xie Xingzhi to bow his head to eat the noodles, Xie Anheng lowered his eyes and lightly weighed his feet.

But he wasn't finished with his joy, and then Xie Xingzhi said again: "I'll go to the hospital after eating, and then I'll take you home, it's getting late."

The corners of Xie Anheng's lips dropped immediately.

He was silent for a few seconds: "Is brother really all right?"

"Well, a little problem from before, it's fine." Xie Xingzhi said.

But Xie Anheng still seemed to be listless, hesitant to speak.

"what happened?"

"..." Xie Anheng's lips moved.

After a while, he still shook his head: "No, nothing."