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Sheng Ling tried his best to describe the incident as objectively as possible. Zheng Xuan felt a little surprised, but his intuition had an inside story, and he was naturally partial to Jiang Mingchen, so he just said softly: "The takeaway in the training room is a bit heavy, and it's cold now. It’s too cold for everyone to open the windows. He Chang, you may have misunderstood, and Deputy Jiang probably has no other intentions.”

"Fuck, are you shameless? I'm afraid that others won't know that you two have something to do, right?" He Chang sneered.

But the people in Cangshui didn't think much about it except Sheng Ling, they just thought He Chang was talking nonsense when he was angry.

Zheng Xuan knew that his emotions would not dissipate for a while, so he could only say: "Both you and Vice Captain Jiang go to the meeting room with me, so don't affect other people's training."

"Why should I listen to you?" He Chang continued to yell, but was stopped by Zhang Xu who was next to him: "Okay, go to the conference room and talk, and I will go too."

He Chang glared at him, but didn't say anything after all, he and Jiang Mingchen turned around and followed Zheng Xuan out almost at the same time.Before he took two steps, He Chang stared at Jiang Mingchen who was walking slightly ahead of him, feeling more and more annoyed in his heart. With new and old grudges added together, he suddenly raised his foot to kick Jiang Mingchen.

Jiang Mingchen had been prepared for a long time, and had been paying attention to He Chang from the corner of his eye. Seeing this, he glanced aside, and even grabbed Sheng Ling's water glass next to him and poured it on the ground.Jiang Mingchen couldn't even figure out why he would do this kind of behavior at this moment - when He Chang's foot slipped and fell to the ground, Jiang Mingchen suddenly remembered that this was what Zhao Liao did.When he was abroad, Zhao Liao took him to a bar to play and provoked someone, and that person was ready to do this trick. Then Zhao Liao casually grabbed the wine glass and splashed it on the smooth floor, pointing at it with his friend, and fell into embarrassment. The unbearable people roared with laughter.

"..."

Why Zhao Liao again? !

Jiang Mingchen shivered violently. For a while, he couldn't even see the fallen He Chang, nor heard the exclamation of everyone, but felt sudden bursts of fear and cold.

A few seconds later, Zheng Xuan came into his eyes, and he came back to his senses. Seeing Zheng Xuan go to help He Chang, whose head was full of blood, he was also startled.

He Chang's foot slipped just now, and he was so unlucky that he bumped his head on the corner of the table.It doesn't look like a dead person, but there is a big cut on his forehead, and blood is flowing.

Zheng Xuan told Sheng Ling to hurry to the infirmary to call for someone, and at the same time took time out of his busy schedule to drag Jiang Mingchen to the side and hand it to Yuan Cangshui's team members, signaling that the other party looked after him, and then went back to greet He Chang, still thinking about it , I think there may be a problem with Fengshui somewhere in Jinshi, and I have to ask the master to take a look afterwards. This kind of thing is really unbelievable.

After a lot of tossing, He Chang's bleeding stopped, and he didn't have the strength to make a fuss anymore, so he said he was dizzy.Zhang Xu cared more than anyone else, so he sent him to a nearby hospital for further examination, for fear that he would suffer from amnesia or dementia like Zhao Liao.

Tang Dongjun on the side listened to Zhang Xu's words and pushed his glasses, thinking that He Chang's original condition was no different from dementia, so he might as well try to fight poison with poison and win the battle.But on the surface he still showed the same concern.

After all, Zheng Xuan was the team leader, and the incident happened right before his eyes, so he had no choice but to send He Chang to the hospital with Zhang Xu. Come back and talk about it.Jiang Mingchen's face was a little pale, but he still nodded.

The words are divided into two parts.

In the village thousands of miles away, Xiang Nan fell asleep holding a small glass bottle in the dilapidated guest house for a while, dreaming, and a fellow villager outside specially asked him to go to the children's sports meeting together.

Xiang Nan is different from Zhao Liao. Zhao Liao is still pretending on the surface, but whether he pretends or not can't hide his disgust and avoidance of places and people in his bones. Although Xiang Nan was annoyed by the alliance at the beginning, he threw him away. He came, but after he came, he was sincerely blending in here, and he really cared about the children's situation.The locals actually noticed it too.

Xiang Nan responded, got up, sat in a daze for a few seconds, and looked down at the glass bottle in his hand.

Children's sports meeting naturally needs to run around, and it is a small village sports meeting, which is even more informal. Basically, it is just playing around with the children, and it is inevitable to stumble.

He thought about it, afraid that he would lose or break the bottle, so he grabbed the pillow and stuffed it under it, then grabbed his coat, put it on and went out.

Zhao Liao was about to die of idleness, clutching his cell phone and continuing to search for the signal signal every day, but he couldn't find it, and when he looked in his pocket, the cigarette was gone, which made it even more annoying.In his opinion, the dry tobacco in this place is not smoked by humans.The staff also reminded him before coming here, so Zhao Liao put two more in his luggage. As a result, his boredom increased sharply due to the lack of internet, and his smoking became more severe than before, which exceeded the expected range.

No, it's gone.

He felt that he was going to kill someone, so he endured it for a long time, and went to Nan's door and asked, "Do you have any more cigarettes? Borrow some."

No one answered him.

Zhao Liao frowned, then looked at the lock on the door, rolled his eyes, and kicked the door angrily to vent his anger.Unexpectedly, the door was actually broken, and when he kicked it, the crude latch shook and fell off, almost hitting his foot.

Zhao Liao: "...fuck."

What a mess!

He was almost speechless. After thinking for a while, he raised his foot and pushed the door open, then went in directly, looked around, rummaged through Xiang Nan's opened suitcase, and found a pack of cigarettes that Xiang Nan brought with him. Although it wasn't the brand he liked to draw, it could only make do with it.

Zhao Liao lit a cigarette, and did not leave in a hurry. He sat on the bed and habitually turned on his mobile phone to test the signal.This time he tried it even more.No wonder Xiang Nan is not crazy, there is a signal by the fucking bedside, why not!

Zhao Liao quickly maintained this posture and opened WeChat to swipe, just in time to swipe to the person in Yuanjinshi who told him about Jiang Mingchen "beating" He Chang.Zhao Liao was taken aback, and quickly asked a few words about the situation, but before he could speak for a long time, there was no network signal again.

"Fuck!" Zhao Liao couldn't help cursing, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, grabbed the cigarette case and wandered around the room with the mobile phone, but couldn't find the signal, so he had to go out to expand the range.

Xiang Nan spent most of the day playing with the children on the "playground".

It is said to be a "playground", but it is actually a small and uneven open space.But the children were quite happy. Although they were all dressed in gray, their faces were covered with plateau red, they were still young and their skin was so rough that it would sting their hands, but they still found it easy to be happy.Just the fact that someone from a "big city" came to play with them is enough to make them inexplicably happy, even happier than during the New Year.

After all, Xiang Nan is essentially a dead house whose movements are basically limited to hand movements and bed movements. It didn't take long for him to sweat all over. He was so tired that he sat aside and watched others continue, occasionally beckoning to cheer him up.

After watching these innocent and happy children for a long time, he felt that his heart was much calmer.

Although he usually dislikes the chicken soup that Zheng Xuan poured himself, but he has to admit that sometimes people can get some self-deceiving comfort from these seemingly nonsense chicken soup.To put it in a very profuse sentence pattern: life is already so difficult, it's good to be able to deceive yourself and others.

Just thinking about it, he felt a little self-pity again.

Think about it, these children are so easy to be happy, probably because they haven't encountered things that make them happy.

Xiang Nan thought of his own childhood, he was probably very happy too.When I think about it now, my worries when I was a child are all funny things, such as not getting the first place in the exam, too much homework, not seeing the end of the TV series, and worrying about unimportant things such as whether I want to wear more clothes. Argue with parents.

At that time, how could one expect that once a person grows up, he will encounter more difficulties and pains that he cannot predict and resist.

Zheng Xuan said again, saying that after another 20 years, when he looks at his current self, he will look at his primary school self like the current self.

I don't know why he talks so much, and I don't know why he is obsessed with chicken soup quotations from Moments every day at a young age. What's wrong...

But for a few moments, Xiang Nan saw the shadow of the youth through Zheng Xuan.

When he was young, there was no such thing as WeChat, and of course there was no circle of friends, but there were other things at that time.When the two of them hadn't gotten any closer, Young Cheng would like to send him pictures of nothing, saying that he saw them in other groups, such as what kind of people always laugh and what life is in chaos, Xiang Nan can't remember clearly Yes, I just remember that I felt young and poisonous at the time.

But I'm embarrassed to say, after all, Xiang Nan was quite introverted back then, and it was rare for anyone to talk to him, and this person helped him with everything in school.

But Zheng Xuan wasn't born when he was young.

Or from the very beginning, Zheng Xuan didn't look like a young man at all, it was all just a phantom imagined by himself.

Xiang Nan was thinking aimlessly when he suddenly heard someone calling him, saying that his room was on fire.

He was startled.

Zhao Liao continued to smoke while standing on the open space a little away from the burning house, watching the locals come in and out and pour water inside, feeling nothing special in his heart.

He didn't do it on purpose, who knew what was lit on the cigarette butt when he went out to find the signal just now, and it turned out that the whole house was set on fire in dry weather, which is also miraculous. He blew a whistle, and then called twice for firefighting, and then retreated to a safe area to stand and watch.

It is also quite simple to fight the fire here, just use a basin to catch the water and splash it.

Zhao Liao was still smoking, when he saw Xiang Nan running towards the house, chasing other people behind him, trying to stop him.After all, this house is really dilapidated, and this small fire will not do much to the houses in the town, but if it is left here, it may be destroyed, and the beams of the house may be broken and smashed down as soon as people enter.

To put it more harshly, it's fine for the locals to be injured, but Xiang Nan, who came here as an official team representative, is naturally more delicate in their eyes.