President Zhang's rolling eyes were very obvious, and his expression was also very complicated. He seemed to be struggling between accepting that the little rookie 'should' be like this and 'should't' be like this.
Looking at his expression, An Wuyang pursed his lips and snickered. The president, who seemed to have a bad personality on the surface, was unexpectedly cute.
In fact, as the one who is always taken care of, how could Xiao Tiantian not know that she is always being released by Huo Yunchuan.
As I said before, he doesn't have any competitive spirit, and he doesn't think it's a shame to be let go by someone stronger than him.
So, two people who both thought each other was a little 'cute' continued to watch the ball with their own thoughts.
Compared with President Zhang's professionalism in tennis, An Wuyang's knowledge of tennis is only at the stage where he can understand and have fun, but he doesn't know anything about technical things.
However, he could see that Huo Yunchuan was indeed a very talented player.
Even if I haven't seriously practiced tennis that I gave up when I was young for more than ten years, and picked up the racket again, I still look handsome in the audience.
Speaking of holidays, why are there so many audiences!
"..." An Wuyang looked around and made a rough calculation. About 200 people gathered in the viewing platform to watch the game.
These people did not come here in a swarm, but when they were passing by, they heard the movement of the stadium, and they came over to take a look driven by curiosity.
Leaving aside the handsome guys from Q University, the handsome guys from the Tennis Club with unfamiliar faces from Shang University Yi Shui'er stood in line on the viewing platform, all with long legs and good looks.
The most attractive, of course, is the intense game on the court.
In a blink of an eye, Huo Yunchuan and the president of the Tennis Club of Q University have been discussing several times, and everyone's scores are almost tied, and it seems that they are evenly matched.
When the president of the Q Big Tennis Club scored a point, he sneered smugly: "You can make such a low-level mistake, how did your coach teach it?"
He has good eyesight and can easily see that his opponent was once a professional golfer.
The stern young man who was dissed took the ball and bounced it on the ground, jumped up without blushing and breathless, and served the ball again.
This is a heavy-duty flat shot, an entry-level serving style!
President Zhang, who was staring at the side of the court, murmured, "...It looks serious, but in fact he played casually."
It gave him a strong feeling that the other party was practicing with the president of the Q Tennis Club...
An Wuyang was still pity for the point he lost just now, and at the same time clenched his fingers, worried about Huo Yunchuan's emotions in his heart: "I hope he understands that winning or losing doesn't matter."
Zhang Er: "???" Little rookie thinks he will lose here
"Are you kidding me!" the next door growled unbearably.
Then the news that the captain of the Q Tennis Club conceded a goal came from the court.
An Wuyang's cheeks flushed with excitement: "Yunchuan - come on -"
This is a rather childish scene, but the former professional player, who has left the arena for more than ten years, glanced sideways at the stands and seemed to smile.
To be honest, Huo Yunchuan was just an accidental choice to play.
Although he said to the little angel, "It's a shame to lose to others", but he didn't take it seriously.
At this time, he heard An Wuyang waving the flag and shouting in the stands. He was in a happy mood, and by the way, he recovered a little bit of seriousness about the arena.
Next, it was the captain's turn to serve. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the style of the ball on the opposite side was very different from just now, and it was suddenly much sharper
"What's the situation..." The conceited young man struggled to deal with it, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.
The next thing is always conceded conceded conceded... Infinite loop.
"Ah—Dad won—" An Wuyang's cheeks flushed with excitement, and he wrapped his hands around his mouth, shouting shamelessly.
"I'm going to..." The handsome guys from the tennis club turned their faces away in unanimous disgust at this thing.
However, being able to press and rub someone who is haunted by Q's ghost on the ground is indeed an exciting thing!
The friendly match ended. The president of Shangda University lost, but he was helped by his companions to regain a city.
Everyone was surprised.
It's not the best outcome, and certainly not the worst.
On the way back, a group of young people from Shangda University who lost the game were unexpectedly relaxed, and let go of their cautious attitude, and kept asking the taciturn Huo Yunchuan about tennis.
An Wuyi sat next to him and listened quietly. It felt so good, and his heart warmed.
"Hey, little rookie." At the destination, everyone had to break up and go on their own long vacations. Zhang Er parked the car, deliberately got out of the car, and knocked on the safe window.
"President!" The little rookie opened the window and stuck his head out to respond crisply.
Zhang Er felt that he might be sick... Seeing this head, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but looking at the man wearing sunglasses in the cab, he reluctantly gave up the idea: "Thank you today, and then we will continue training when we come back from the long vacation... "That: "I wish you a happy holiday."
"Thank you, President, you too!" An Wuyang waved at him.
Huo's father next door was very patient, waiting for the children to say goodbye to their companions one by one before raising the window.
In terms of educational awareness and practical actions, Huo Yunchuan is undoubtedly a qualified father.
Will Dundun be blessed in the future?
An Wuyang still had the lingering aftertaste on the court in his heart, and said with flushed cheeks, "I met your opponent today? I didn't expect your true level to be so powerful."
Huo Yunchuan replied, "You are still more powerful."
Recalling the enthusiasm of this kid in the stands just now, a strange look appeared on Mr. Huo's handsome face.
"..." An Wuyang thought that the other party was making fun of him, thinking to himself, am I wrong to praise someone
It's hard to be human!
However, with hindsight, I realized that the goosebumps smile on the corner of his partner's mouth was not meant to be a joke... but...
After returning home, Huo Yunchuan picked up An Wuyang and brought him into the house.
"You..." An Wuyang exclaimed and began to struggle.
"Don't talk nonsense, men get excited after exercising, don't you know?" Huo Yunchuan said, his two surprisingly strong arms bound the person in his arms tighter: "What are you afraid of, no one is home today. "
"I'm a man too..." An Wuyang said with an embarrassed expression, obviously after the exercise, he only wanted to take a good rest!
What kind of man gets excited after exercising, is it just Huo Yunchuan's excuse for wanting to get in bed
"You don't count." Huo Yunchuan pinched the lips that he wanted to taste all morning, but unfortunately the bathroom would arrive soon: "Do it here first, then choose the living room and bedroom as you like."
"Thank you so much for your generosity..." An Wuyang gritted his teeth helplessly, knowing that he couldn't refuse, so he was mentally prepared to accompany the other party to have a carnival.
When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the de-energized teenager thought to himself, that child Dun Dun was ruthlessly thrown home by his father, right
Otherwise, how could the father-in-law and mother-in-law pick up the child before the holiday, and did not ask their own opinions.
Poor Dunton.
"Well..." According to the current trend, he should not be taken with him during the long vacation.
After being satisfied, the man who was leaning on the head of the bed and enjoying the afterglow was accused by the little angel and said lazily, "You don't know how tiring it is to bring two people."
"...I don't need you to bring me!" An Wuyang thought of the shameful spring rope from his last trip abroad, his face was hot and hot!
"True spirit." Huo Yunchuan glanced at him and rubbed his head: "Hurry up and sleep, and take you to enjoy a long vacation tomorrow."
It would be nice if so, but impossible.
"You just want to do it in a different place." An Wuyang pointed out the truth and showed helplessness.
"Go to sleep." The answer to him was a big hand covering his eyes, and the overbearing president's tone and actions were unmistakable.
Bitterly beaten by the president and then forced to sleep, she slept until dark.
The dreamless deep sleep relieved his fatigue. After all, he was young and could withstand indulgence.
Huo Yunchuan took the time to bring in a bowl of soft and glutinous vegetable and meat porridge, and said to the confused child, "Get up and eat."
After An Wuyang got up, he glanced at the bowl of familiar food, and affirmed: "This seems to be... porridge in the Dun Dun pot."
Huo, who can't cook, the president, explained: "Dun Dun has gone home, and there is so much left to eat and waste."
So he turned on the fire and heated it for the little angel to drink.
The dumb little angel couldn't pick out the fault in Dad Huo's words: "Oh." Sitting on the edge of the bed, he obediently held the non-hot bowl and fed himself one bite at a time.
When you are full, return the empty bowl to the other person.
Taking advantage of his alone time, An Wuyang turned on his dead mobile phone, and messages came in ding ding dong dong.
Xiaopang, who has not been in touch for a long time: "Happy National Day!"
It was so concise and clear that it looked like it was posted in groups, but An Wuyang knew that it wasn't, that kind of a bunch of messages were posted in groups, and those words were definitely typed by Xiao Chuan himself.
An Wuyang replied: "Happy National Day! Where are you going?"
Then click on the window where you have sent messages to yourself, and reply one by one. Although they all have the same content, each word is typed by hand, and copying and pasting does not exist.
After replying, Xiao Chuan replied.
Xue Jiyang: "Take your partner to travel abroad! What about you? Are you taking your family out to play?"
An Wuyang: "No, his dad just wants to play with me!"
Xue Jiyang: "Tsk tsk tsk, I can understand him, and I think so too."
Safe: "Goodbye!"
The hot holiday started. The boy who knew nothing about the creature 'Number One' followed Dad Huo on the journey to 'check in' in major hotels.
First day of holiday…
Huo's father shamelessly cared, "are you tired?"
"Wow." Safe and sound, who was tossed until one o'clock in the morning last night, and now there is a faint blue and black. At this time, standing on the great mountains and rivers of the motherland, I am happy.
After all, he thought 'enjoying a long vacation = doing it somewhere else' was just a joke, so now he's a little dumbfounded.
Since his crow's mouth is so smart, An Wuyang decided to spend four yuan to buy two lottery tickets.
Huo Yunchuan silently carried the slack boy behind his back, and went to various scenic spots with beautiful scenery.
Back at the hotel in the evening, the little angel reached out to him: "Give me four dollars."
"..." Huo Dashao, who has a net worth of over 10 billion, felt the panic of being asked for money for the first time.
A full four dollars!
"I am searching."
The stern man rummaged through his pockets and suitcases, struggling to find two one-dollar bills, and then two one-dollar coins from his wallet: "Here."
Mr. Huo, who had collected the full four dollars, breathed a sigh of relief.
The author has something to say:
Reporter: What is the biggest project Mr. Huo has done in his life
Mr. Huo: Raise funds for my partner.
Reporter: May I ask how much the amount is, can you disclose it for convenience
Mr. Huo: Four yuan in cash.