On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

Gan Shuli's elder brother led his wife and son, and left contentedly with the gifts bought by his younger sister. Gan Meiya stood at the gate, quietly watching the silver-gray Toyota Camry blend into the night, and she cried out for a long time. Letting out a breath, lowering her eyes, the development of the situation seemed to be out of her control.

"I'll take care of the rest." A familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Gan Meiya nodded slightly.

"Go back." The hand was held by the other hand, and a warmth came from the palm of the hand.

Gan Meiya responded, and let the man drag her back to the house.

Late at night.

Gan Meiya, who had finished washing, put on a facial mask and changed into a nightgown, sat by the bed, took out the light gray sportswear from the bag, stared at the hanging tag that had not been removed, and sighed softly, the men's suit Sending is sending out, but sending to the wrong person.

Sakaki Taro opened the closet, looked at the indigo blue suit that was different but blended into the same black gray-brown, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it turned out that the young man with the hedgehog head in Qinggaku was her nephew.

Back in the room, Qian Zhenzhi couldn't wait to take out a shoe box from a bag, opened it, and the arc of the corner of his mouth showed that he was in a happy mood at the moment, he pushed his glasses, and took out a shoe box from another bag. Looking at the color of a sportswear, he couldn't help being taken aback. Based on his understanding of his aunt, she would never buy this color for him. Could it be that he wanted him to change the color to change his mood?Gan Zhenzhi pushed his glasses again, shook his head, and overturned this conclusion, he grabbed the pencil at hand and began to draw on the paper.

The probability of changing the color is 5%, the probability of buying the wrong one is 10%, the probability of sportswear only having this color is 10%, and the probability of sending the wrong one... The pen in Qian Zhenzhi's hand stopped for a while, and then he wrote down 70% .

This size, in addition to what he can wear, is also my aunt's current "boyfriend", who will be upgraded to "fiance" in a few days.

Tsk tsk...they are couple outfits?

Qian Zhenzhi put down the pencil in his hand, and raised his hand to touch his chin. The follow-up of the matter seemed to exceed aunt's expectations, but now it seems that it is developing towards a very good situation. Although this is not the result that aunt wants, it is It is the favorite of their family.

Ice Emperor lost.

As the seed team in the Kanto region, Hyotei Academy actually lost to a little-known school in the capital competition. I don’t know whether it was because they underestimated the enemy or their self-confidence was seriously inflated. Only one candidate was sent in the whole game, and the third In singles, I ran into the captain of the opponent, so the ice emperor tennis club ate three duck eggs very honorably.

Paraphrasing the words of the bystander Gan Sadaharu: The expression of Keigo Hioteijibu was as if he had eaten Xiang.

When she heard the news, it was already the second day after the match between Heidei and Fudo Peak. Kanmei put down her phone and recalled Sakaki Taro's expressionless face as if he had eaten Xiang, She pursed her lips, and finally gave up on sending messages to comfort her.

Gan Meiya stuffed her mobile phone into a drawer, picked up a book about psychotherapy, and just opened the first page when she heard a familiar voice from outside the door: "Teacher Meiya, something is wrong. "

The corner of Gan Miya's mouth twitched, and she looked up. The first person to rush into the health care room was Xiang Hiyake, followed by the silver-haired boy. From her past experience, Feng Chotaro was usually the one who caused major events. She put down the book in her hand, stood up, picked up the medicine box, and teased: "This time, classmate Feng's one-shot goal didn't control it well?"

Feng Changtaro blushed: "No...it's not me..."

"Teacher Meiya, it's the supervisor..."

Just as Xiang Ri's words started, Gan Meiya's heart skipped a beat, her hands clenched involuntarily, her nails pinching her palms tightly: "Too... what's wrong, Mr. Sakaki?"

Somewhat surprised by Kanmeiya's reaction, Xiang Riyue and Feng Chotaro looked at each other. In a contest without gunpowder, Feng Chotaro, who was at a disadvantage, bit the bullet and said: "That...it's not an accident with the supervisor, the supervision is very good , It's... that... Oh, Teacher Gan, let's go to the tennis club with us."

When she heard that Sakaki Taro was fine, Kanmiya's heart fell back to the distance. Although she still couldn't figure out what happened, she still carried the medicine box and followed Xianghi and Feng to the tennis club. The basketball court where the training was in full swing, the tennis court was completely silent, and even the usual cheerleaders were silent.

Among the group of junior high school students who are still in the development stage, Sakaki Taro's height is very advantageous. I saw him surrounded by several teenagers, with no expression on his face. The long-haired boy named Ryo Shishido stood dejectedly. In front of him.

Gan Meiya turned her eyes slightly, looked around, and instead of following Xiang Ri and the others, she stopped at a place four or five meters away from them. She seemed to understand the reason for the scene in front of her. It's just that this is not what she should be involved in.

The purple-gray-haired boy standing not far from Sakaki Taro obviously also saw Gan Meimei, he nodded slightly as a greeting, and glanced thoughtfully at Xianghi and Feng who ran out just now, somewhat disapproving He frowned, but didn't speak.

Xiang Ri and Feng found that Gan Meiya hadn't followed, they stopped, looked at each other, turned and walked towards Gan Meiya, Xiang Ri reached out and pulled Gan Meiya's white coat: "Teacher Meiya."

"Teacher Gan." Feng looked at Gan Meiya expectantly.

Gan Meiya smiled slightly and said: "Student Xiangri, Student Feng, I am just a health care teacher, and my duty is to protect the health of the students." The implication is that she has no control over the affairs of the tennis club, nor does she Will manage.

"But Shishido..." Xiang Ri bit his lip, wanting to say something else.

"Xiang Ri, I believe that all decisions made by Director Sakaki are for the sake of the tennis club." Gan Mia interrupted Xiang Ri, "No matter what the reason for the failure is, the loser must be punished as he should, so that the progress."

Xiang Ri closed his mouth, turned his head and glanced at Shindo Ryo who was standing in front of Sakaki Taro, and did not speak.

Ho Chotaro lowered his head shyly.

Seeing this, Gan Meiya smiled slightly and said, "The wound will heal quickly, no medicine is needed, just time and hard work." She switched the medicine box to the other hand, "Come on, train, I'm leaving first." After speaking, she turned and left the tennis court.

When Kanmei's figure disappeared on the platform, Atobe withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Sakaki Taro who was still expressionless, and met his eyes. Obviously Supervisor Sakaki also noticed what happened just now, and Atobe frowned slightly Pick, the corner of the mouth raised a nice arc.

Only such a woman is worthy of Uncle Xiaosakaki.

Sakakitaro stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, turned his head, and looked at the annoyed boy standing in front of him. The fire caused by the three big duck eggs yesterday was mostly extinguished the moment he saw the woman with black hair and almond eyes. Said in a deep voice: "Shishido, you have been disqualified from the main election. Taki, who is going to be the main candidate, will replace him."

"...Yes." Shishido squeezed a word out of his mouth.

A boy with neatly trimmed short brown hair responded.

"That's the decision, everyone continue to train."

"Yes."

In June, the days are getting longer and hotter, and the cicadas perched on the trees are getting louder and louder. Although the sun is setting in the west, the cicadas have no intention of stopping at all, and they are still singing hoarsely. With unchanging songs.

Gan Meiya found a luxuriant cherry tree, leaned on the trunk, tilted her head to look in the direction of the tennis court, and couldn't help but think of what her nephew said about the Superintendent of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club.The sports theory method is very strong, and it is an excellent theoretical guide, but it does not understand formation and tactics, and shows no mercy to the losers. Whether it is a positive selection or a quasi-positive selection, once it fails, it means elimination.

Thinking of this, Gan Meiya couldn't help chuckling, it would take Bingdi to have more than 200 tennis players to eliminate him.If Sakaki Taro's method is put into the tennis club of his nephew, in terms of their number, after a few rounds of elimination, the tennis club is estimated to be left with an empty shelf.

However, although the method is simple and crude, it is very practical.

Gan Meiya raised her hand to look at her watch, straightened up, and was about to leave, but she heard a hearty voice from behind: "Teacher Gan."

Gan Meiya paused, turned around, looked at the young man standing three meters away and the young man beside him, her eyes turned around the two of them, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Mr. Sato , Student Longze."

"Is there any student feeling sick?" Sato Yuo came up, saw the medicine box in Gan Meiya's hand, and asked with concern.

"...Well, yes." Gan Meiya glanced at Long Ze who hesitated for a moment before following Sato Yuo, was slightly taken aback, and nodded.Feeling uncomfortable is also uncomfortable, but this discomfort is not within the scope of her diagnosis and treatment.

Sato Yuo looked at the uncomfortable young man standing beside him, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "Mr. Gan, I was so abrupt last time. I'm very sorry." He bowed, "Please forgive me sorry."

Gan Meiya was startled slightly, the scene of the day Sato Yuo referred to emerged in her brain, a surge of enthusiasm surged up, she touched her nose, took a step back, glanced at the silent Long Ze again, and said : "Mr. Sato, don't worry too much. I didn't take what happened that day to heart."

Yuo Sato straightened up and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Gan Meiya smiled, did not speak, lowered her eyes to look at the toe of the shoe, and replaced the medicine box with a hand.

A silence spread between the three of them.

Gan Meiya took a deep breath, let it out again, raised her head, before she could say goodbye, Long Ze said awkwardly: "Teacher Gan, I'm sorry for hurting you last time. "

Gan Miya was startled again, and then remembered that she was responsible for causing this incident, so she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but she didn't want to show it on her face, so she coughed lightly, put her hands behind her back, Straightening out his chest, he said loudly, "It's been so long, let's just turn over this article."

Yuo Sato and Long Ze looked at each other, and nodded together.

"There are still some things in the office that haven't been dealt with, so I'll go back first." Gan Meiya breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn around and leave, when she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head and glanced at Long Ze's ankle, and said, "Student Long Ze During this period of time, you should take a good rest, and do not exercise too vigorously, so as not to dislocate again, which will probably have a certain impact on your body."

"Yes, thank you, Teacher Qian." Long Ze nodded again.

"Well. Goodbye then."

"Goodbye."

Not long after the three separated, a middle-aged man in an indigo suit came out from behind a tree. He glanced at the direction in which Sato Yuo and Long Ze left, then turned his head to look at the other end of the path, and saw The figure was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. The big stone that had been pressing on his chest for almost a day was instantly shattered, and his sullen breath disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say: La la la, I heard that it is snowing in the capital, and it will be the beginning of winter tomorrow. Dear friends, you should also pay attention to keeping warm while enjoying the text.