Bian Nan returned to school, ordered a large bowl of ramen at the small noodle restaurant at the entrance, and took a can of Coke, and sat down on the street and ate slowly.

If it was a triathlon, it was really right. Including the road of chasing old man stealing bags, he had all runs, swimming, and cycling. Bian Nan knocked on his leg. The feeling of being sour and unconscious was almost the same as after training.

After drinking a bowl of ramen, he felt hot and sweating all over his forehead, which made him feel good.

The school was very quiet, and there were basically no one in the dormitory. Biannan counted all the way upstairs, and with him, he probably only had five people.

Their dormitory was usually empty, and when they opened the door, a smell of sweat that had not been dissipated came to their faces, like a sad and ecstasy palm slapped towards them.

Bian Nan quickly withdrew from the dormitory door, but still felt that he was swept by the palm wind.

"Master!" He frowned and entered the house again, and saw Zhu Bin's sportswear on the bed frame at a glance.

This guy didn't even take his clothes back when he got home. He was so lazy that he was almost lazy!

Bian Nan went over and threw his clothes into the bucket in the corner of the wall, took half a bucket of water and then put a basin to dissolve the palm.

He went to take a shower and lay softly on the bed. The time before he officially fell asleep was the most difficult. He had no energy to do anything, but he was still too idle to sleep.

He jumped out of bed, took out the new phone that had never been used from the cabinet, installed it and turned on the phone while charging it.

I just happened to study the new phone, download and install the software.

The first time I turned on was Wan Fei's text message, which was connected by several.

How do you turn off the computer?

Going home?

Fuck, reply, have you been sold to the mountains?

I want a young wife in the mountains, what's the use of asking you!

By the way, strong laborers can farm.

Bian Nan laughed at the text message for a long time, and called Wan Fei back, and the two of them chatted for a few minutes.

During this time, Xu Rui and Wan Fei had some progress. They had a meal with him and accepted a small issuing card he gave him.

This little thing made Wan Fei so excited that he wanted to take quick-acting heart-saving pills. When he called, he heard him say excitedly.

Bian Nanting was happy for him, although he had never experienced this feeling.

In the past, he also gave gifts from girls, and he had given them all the expensive and ordinary ones. He was not excited because anyone received the things. He didn't feel anything special when he received the various things the girl gave him.

Isn’t it just like this when you are in love? He always thinks like this when you are having dinner, chatting and delivering things. It’s quite boring.

But Wan Fei really opened his eyes. Before he could even talk, he just started talking about it. He couldn't bring his first aid kit every day.

After listening to Wan Fei's excitement, he hung up the phone and opened another text message.

A mobile phone number that had never been saved sent him two text messages, and he clicked on it and looked.

Call you Dahuzi, do you dare to give me the charger?

Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and realized that this should be Qiu Yi's number. He smiled and saved the number, with Qiu Dabao's name written on it.

When he saved the number and read the second text message, he was stunned and sat up and said, "Fuck me?"

I forgot to delete this photo in the album!

He didn't know how to reply to Qiu Yi with his cell phone.

This photo was taken when he was back home a while ago. Wan Fei was in a state of excitement early in the morning and took a photo like this and sent it to him, saying, "He got up from the ground!"

He just got up and took a photo and sent it to Wan Fei. Who is competing with him?

He didn't delete this idiot photo after posting it?

He hesitated for a moment, pressed Qiu Yi's number and called the phone: "Your uncle! You are fine and you are sick when you look at someone's phone!"

"This is my phone." Qiu Yi said with a smile.

"...I'm fucking this and I'm having fun with Wan Fei. You'll delete it for me." Bian Nan said.

"Well," Qiu Yi replied, "I still want to keep it as a handle."

"As a big deal, I don't have my face on it, who knows who this is?" Bian Nan twitched.

"The scar on the knee is quite obvious, but it's still a cross," Qiu Yi said, "God bless."

Bian Nan made him laugh: "Can you see the scar? That was when I was a child, and I fell on the cross steel."

"I fell fork, and I'll fall a hook again if I have the chance." Qiu Yi laughed for a long time.

"By the way, come here to get the charger on Monday." Bian Nan said when he saw the charger thrown on the table.

"Don't worry, I can charge it with universal charging." Qiu Yi's voice was quite low, probably afraid that it would make Qiu Yan sleep.

When Bian Nan heard this, he laughed out loud: "Don't, come and get it! Don't you dare to come to us?"

"It's not that I haven't been there before," Qiu Yi smiled, "I have time to go there, remember that you asked me to go there, don't regret it."

"I'm afraid of you Qiu Dabao," Bian Nan laughed a little, "Just don't let Pan Yifeng intercept it, then I really don't know if I want to save you."

Bian Nan spent more than an hour trying to make his new phone sleepy, and finally made his sleepy face come out. He stuffed his headphones, ordered the mp3 for half an hour, and closed his eyes.

I didn't even have a dream all night, and I didn't move my posture before going to bed the next morning when I woke up.

Starting Sunday afternoon, some people returned to the dormitory one after another. Wan Fei came back and brought a bunch of food he made as usual.

"Student Zhu Bin! I washed your pickled clothes. I smoked them out of a mile yesterday and almost couldn't come back!" Bian Nan sat on the bed and shouted.

"It would be fine if you keep it," Sun Yifan gnawed on the beef jerky. "When Wang Bo loses playing cards, he will not pay for the late-night snacks, so he locks the cabinet with the clothes."

"Oh, I'll take a shower..." Zhu Bin ran out of the dormitory with a bucket.

The days are still the same as before, and there is no change. After everyone comes back on the weekend, they will chat together and continue to climb over the wall to go out to the Internet cafe all night.

Then there was another week of class and training. There were competitions during the summer vacation. Not long after, Jiang Jiang said on Monday that the training had to be increased.

However, Bian Nan felt that this life, which was no different from before, had changed a little.

Even more boring.

He was a little envious of Wan Fei. At least Wan Fei is now happy every day and exudes the hormone breath of "I want to fall in love".

When he thought that he no longer had to report to Qiu Yi's house every day, Bian Nan suddenly felt a little disappointed, as if he had spared a piece of time and didn't know how to use it.

I didn't think this time was too much!

Qiu Yi has been back to school for two days, and there is no movement in both schools.

The atmosphere was obviously a bit tense, and the students on both sides occasionally encountered each other and were tense.

"What do you think Qiu Yi is thinking?" Wan Fei sat opposite Biannan, gnawing on the chicken legs while thinking, "It would be fine if someone else was blocked, Shen Tao and Qiu Yi have such a strong relationship... It's like I'm blocked, so you can't stay so calm."

"How about you go out and have someone get stuck and have a look." Bian Nan lay on the table, and the dishes in front of him didn't move much.

They hadn't had dinner in the school cafeteria for an afternoon for a long time. Today, Biannan was tortured by Lao Jiang for a whole afternoon. When they left the gym, their legs were weak and they lost the interest of climbing over the wall to find food.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid? I know that Pan has found someone outside and dares to mess with him?" Wan Fei had a very pleasant meal.

"Aren't you two quite familiar now? Call him and ask."

"You really don't mind that there are too many things," Bian Nan reached out and slapped Wan Fei in the head. "They want to fight again, won't it be uncomfortable for me to hold the middle? Idiot."

"Then you stand on Qiu Yi's side. Anyway, Pan Yifeng will leave soon, so there is no need to give him face." Wan Fei said indifferently.

"Fuck, Pan Yifeng is the only one in the sports school. Are everyone else blind after he graduated?" Bian Nan pulled out a few bites of food. "Don't use your IQ on Xu Rui, at least just leave it evenly for emergency needs."

However, before a week was over, the strange and tense calm atmosphere between the sports school and shipping was broken.

On Thursday morning, before Bian Nan got up, Sun Yifan went to the bathroom and knocked his head on the door, waking him up.

"Damn, are you unable to think too much?" Bian Nan said in a daze.

"Ah..." Wan Fei snorted on the bed.

Within two minutes after Sun Yifan went out, he pushed the door and rushed into the dormitory: "Get up! Stop sleeping, go to the door to watch the fun."

"What's the excitement?" Wan Fei suddenly woke up.

"Pan Yifeng was locked onto the door!" Sun Yifan said in a suppressed voice, turned around and ran out again.

"Fuck me," Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, jumped out of bed and stared at Wan Fei, "What did he say?"

"Is Pan Dawei locked onto the door?" Wan Fei also jumped out of the bed, "Let's go and see."

"How did you lock it? When did you lock it?" Bian Nan was surprised. While putting on his clothes, he picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was just past five o'clock and the training time was still one hour away, and it was early in the morning.

When they ran out of the dormitory building, Bian Nan stopped and took a bamboo broom placed by the door.

"What are you doing?" Wan Fei looked at him, "No one will do it now."

Bian Nan made no sound, twisted off a thin iron wire used to fix it on the broom, and ran to the school gate with Wan Fei.

There were already twenty or thirty people standing there at the school gate, many of whom had just come out of the Internet cafe to return to the dormitory. Bian Nan heard Pan Yifeng's cursing roar.

After getting closer and seeing what was going on, Bian Nan almost laughed out loud.

Pan Yifeng was wearing a pair of underwear, his right hand was locked on the door by an iron chain, his wrist was red, and some parts were already broken.

At this moment, he was cursing angrily and shaking the chain. Someone next to him was holding an iron stick to try to pry the lock open, but he had to struggle for a long time but failed.
To be continued...