Qiu Yi did not take the midterm exam, but finally got to the final exam.

After the midterm exam, Bian Nan and Wan Fei's grades were quite ugly. Bian Nan didn't care. No one at home had any expectations for his grades, so my dad sighed a few times.

But just like Bian Nan has no confidence to fight against anyone in his family, his father has never really had the confidence to scold Bian Nan. At most, it is just a few words of education. Both of them are equally false in many things.

Wan Fei was quite serious. He was taught a lesson by his father for several days. When he remembered it, he searched the guy and slapped him a few times, just like he was relieved.

"It's been two weeks since the exam, but my dad can't get through it! Fuck|I was tossed by Lao Jiang for a week at school and finally came home, but my dad was tidied up again," Wan Fei took off his clothes, "Did you see... Hey? Why is the Yin'er gone!"

Bian Nan took the belt that Sun Yifan hung beside the bed and twitched it on Wan Fei's butt: "Do you like it? I'll help you."

"Damn! Do you still have humanity?" Wan Fei jumped away and shouted.

However, although the conflict between them and Qiu Yi has been resolved, the contradiction between sports schools and shipping still exists.

Especially when the shipping boss has not recovered and even missed the midterm exam.

Pan Yifeng, a pseudo-boss who is about to graduate from the sports school, has repeatedly attacked the leaderless shipping. It seems that he wants to take advantage of the victory before the summer vacation to pursue and be proud.

"Last night, Shen Tao and the others were blocked by Pan Yifeng and others in the alley behind the Internet cafe," Sun Yifan said when several people squeezed together to take a shower after training, "It was a tough fight."

"You're going?" Bian Nan looked at him with a shampoo foam on his head.

"Go," Sun Yifan frowned at the water, "I was pulled up by him before I entered the Internet cafe, fucking me."

"How is the battle situation?" Wan Fei came over and asked.

"What can it do? All seven people on Shen Tao's side were injured, but it should not be too serious. I can't see clearly behind the large army." Sun Yifan said.

"Then there will be a lot of noise when Qiu Yi comes back." Wan Fei tsk.

"Then it's probably shipping will suffer," Sun Yifan lowered his voice, "How many of the people Pan Yifeng brought this time are not from our school, but from outside."

Bian Nan frowned, did Pan Yifeng start looking for professional hooligans?

"Graduate early and have a good morning." Sun Yifan also looked disgusted.

Although the two schools have not dealt with each other for so many years, and fighting in groups is common, they have always been solved by fists and sticks, and no one has ever called foreign players. No one looks down on Pan Yifeng's behavior of breaking the rules.

"Do you want to accompany Qiu Yi to the hospital tomorrow morning to remove the plaster?" Wan Fei followed Bian Nan.

"Yeah," Bian Nan replied, "What are you doing?"

"Do you want to remind him?" Wan Fei whispered.

"Shen Tao is not a mute, how can he not say it?" Bian Nan slapped his head.

"Yes," Wan Fei tsk in a series of tsks, "Pan Yifeng's life is enough to write a shameless guide."

Qiu Yi originally planned to remove the plaster on Friday, but Bian Nan felt that such a grand event must be attended, so he pushed the time to Saturday morning.

"I'm here!" Bian Nan pushed open the yard door and shouted, "Do you go!"

"I want to go too!" Qiu Yan ran out of the house, "My brother won't let me go!"

"What's the hospital to go to," Bian Nan bent down and picked him up, "After dismantling, your brother will come back with his legs to take you to play."

"But I want to go." Qiu Yan twisted in his arms.

"When I come back, I will take you to the park," Qiu Yi jumped out of the house. "If you want to follow us, we will come back to play in the yard."

Qiu Yan hugged Bian Nan's neck and lay on his shoulder for a long time, thinking: "How long will you come back?"

Bian Nan patted his back: "I'll be back after the demolition, it won't take long."

"After writing two pages of brush, we will be back." Qiu Yi pointed to the paper and pen on the table.

"Okay," Qiu Yan slid down from Bian Nan, ran to the table, picked up the brush, turned his head and said to Bian Nan excitedly, "We are starting to learn to write brushes!"

"It's so amazing, I can't even write it." Bian Nan looked over and took a look. He had just written two words on the paper. He looked like he was crawling out. He couldn't understand what words he was writing for a long time.

"I can teach you." Qiu Yan said seriously.

"Okay." Bian Nan nodded seriously.

"Tell me to play tennis." Qiu Yan said again.

"……good."

Qiu Yi's legs were still struggling to get a taxi. Fortunately, Bian Nan knew that there was no problem with his legs and he could not move so carefully. He pushed Qiu Yi's shoulder and stuffed him into the back seat.

When I got off the bus at the hospital, I pulled Qiu Yi out directly.

"Are you very happy now?" Qiu Yi was staggered by him and couldn't help asking.

"You can see this," Bian Nan smiled and touched his face, "Am I laughing too obviously?"

"Smile," Qiu Yi glanced at him, "You are quite handsome when you smile."

"Hey!" Bian Nan shouted and patted him hard on his shoulder twice, "You finally said what you thought!"

Qiu Yi opened his mouth and finally sighed: "Go in."

Qiu Yi had taken a photo and was sure that the plaster could be removed. The doctor asked him to sit on the chair and turned around and took out a saw.

To be precise, it is a root saw blade.

Bian Nan stared at the saw blade and felt a chill on his legs.

Before he could ask, the doctor helped Qiu Yi and started sawing it. The saw blade made a dull sound on the plaster.

Bian Nan continued to stare at the saw blade, always feeling that the doctor was so cool that he should take the next saw.

"There's something." Qiu Yi suddenly looked up and said to him.

"Hmm?" Bian Nan looked at him.

"I forgot to bring my shoes..." Qiu Yi pointed to his feet.

Qiu Yi had not worn shoes after plastering his legs, so he wore slippers on his other legs.

"Just jump back." Bian Nan laughed.

"There are stalls selling slippers outside," the doctor waved at Biannan with a saw blade, "You just go buy him a pair."

Bian Nan wanted to make a few words, but when he saw the doctor's serious face and saw blade, he shut up and put his feet at Qiu Yi's feet and compared: "How big are you wearing?"

"44,43 also passed through," Qiu Yi said, "I have to try..."

"I've been through 33 nonsense," Bian Nan took off one of his shoes and kicked it, "I'm 44, you try it."

"What does it matter if you buy a slipper to be bigger or smaller," Qiu Yi tried his shoes, "just."

Bian Nan left the hospital and didn't plan to buy slippers at the street stall. Qiu Yi finally removed the plaster and had to buy a pair of them.

After turning a corner, there was a small commercial street. He found a store selling running shoes and tried a pair for Qiu Yi. He was a little hesitant when choosing the colors. He competed back and forth between fluorescent green and white for a long time. Although he thought Qiu Yi’s favorite should be fluorescent green, he finally chose the white one according to his habits.
Chapter completed!