The injured hand is wrapped in a bandage, and it is very inconvenient to move around. You can only do a little pinch and grip, and you can only rely on your left hand for other movements, so it took a lot of time for Bian Nanguang to glue the legs and body and then glue them to the base. For a long time.
Before the big piece was glued on, he was already so sleepy that he looked up at the clock, and it took almost an hour!
"What kind of progress is this..." Bian Nan muttered softly, picked up the head of the little clay figurine, and found that the neck and chest were missing, so he searched on the table again, and found that they were broken into smaller pieces.
While yawning, he glued the small piece of ground up first, his hands were not flexible, and the lamp didn't feel bright enough, his nose was almost on top of the little clay figurine, and he often couldn't see whether it was aligned.
Bian Nan clicked his tongue, he didn't feel that the light was bright enough before... probably because he hadn't used it a few times, and he usually didn't turn it on when he went home and didn't read books or newspapers.
It was too eye-catching, tears were streaming down my face.
Bian Nan yawned again, of course, he might be sleepy.
When the door was knocked lightly in the morning, Bian Nan was still in a dream, dreaming that he was caught in the police station because of fighting, and squatted on the ground with his head down for several days.
His neck and shoulders were so sore that he still didn't dare to move. It is said that if he was dishonest, his accomplice Qiu Yi would be shot...
After knocking on the door for a while, he slowly woke up from this fucking dream.
He moved his neck and found that it was so sore that he wanted to bark his teeth, and the soreness in his shoulder spread from his back to his waist.
"...who?" He raised his head and asked in a daze.
After making a sound, he finally woke up, and was a little surprised to find that he had fallen asleep sitting on the chair, with his face directly on the table.
"Me." Bian Xinyu's voice came from outside the door, very soft.
"Oh... wait." Bian Nan stood up, pulled his pants, and was about to go to open the door with his back arched, when he suddenly felt heavy in his hands, and he felt a little cumbersome.
Glancing at his hand, he froze for a moment. There was something in his hand. He wanted to rub his eyes habitually. When he raised his right hand, he found that the thing was lifted up together.
He didn't stop it at once, and smashed the thing in his hand on the bridge of his nose. After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck me?"
The little clay figurine, which was only half glued, was firmly stuck between the middle finger and thumb of his right hand.
Bian Nan stared at himself pinching the little clay figurine's hand like an orchid finger, and it took him a long time to recover, trying to tear the clay figurine off his fingers.
He bared his teeth and cracked his mouth for a long time without success.
Considering that Bian Xinyu was still standing outside the door, Bian Nan had no choice but to take half of the little clay figurine, put on his clothes, and went to open the door.
Bian Xinyu was turning around to go back to her room when she heard the door open and turned her head.
Bian Nan noticed that her eye circles were a little red, and she didn't look very energetic: "What's the matter?"
"Do you have..." Bian Xin smoothed her hair, "Any news about Qiu Yi?"
Hearing Qiu Yi's name, Bian Nan couldn't help jumping a few times in his heart: "No, only lawyers can be seen in the detention center, and no one else can be seen."
"Oh," Bian Xinyu lowered her head, "You were injured with him that day, did you see how he was injured?"
"I didn't bother to take a closer look at the time, but later Shen Tao said there was no major problem." Bian Nan put the hand holding the clay figurine behind the door, "Didn't you ask him?"
"Yes, that's what he said. I won't say anything if I ask him again." Bian Xinyu smiled, turned around and walked downstairs, "It's all right."
Bian Nan closed the door, and Bian Xinyu's question made him feel a little gloomy again, and the little clay figurine stuck to his hands became heavy.
After standing for a while, he sat back at the table, found a small knife, and cut off the part of the clay figurine where his fingers were stuck.
Looking at the semi-finished product on the table and the 502 on his finger, he sighed.
He checked on the Internet how to clean this thing, and found that many people had their fingers stuck, so he played with the computer for a long time.
He doesn't have to go to school today, his father and Lao Jiang have already contacted him, but he can't stay at home, and school starts in a few days, so he still plans to go to school to stay.
Putting both his and Qiu Yi's mobile phones into the bag, he hesitated for a while, then wrapped the unglued small mud in a bag and put it in.
Just as he was about to go downstairs with his bag on his back, Bian Hao walked up the stairs and blocked him in the corridor.
Bian Nan looked at him and said nothing.
Bian Hao stared at him blankly for a long time before asking, "Going out?"
"En." Bian Nan responded, bypassing Bian Hao and preparing to go downstairs.
Bian Hao grabbed his arm: "Tell your shitty friends to stay away from Xin Yu!"
"Let go." Bian Nan looked at his hand.
"I'm talking to you." Bian Hao's voice was cold.
"You can't tell me that," Bian Nan looked at him, "Tell Bian Xinyu."
Bian Hao frowned and clenched his hands, and was about to speak when Bian Xinyu came out of the room on the phone: "I won't be there until ten o'clock, I just woke up."
As soon as Bian Hao heard her voice, he immediately let go of Bian Nan's arm, gave him a hard look, turned around and walked upstairs.
Bian Nan packed his bag and went downstairs, but there was no one downstairs, so he went into the dining room, took a carton of milk and went out.
After getting into the taxi, he took out his mobile phone to make a call to Wan Fei, but after searching for a long time but couldn't find Wan Fei's number, he realized that he was holding Qiu Yi's mobile phone.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the car window, tapped his forehead against the glass lightly, took out his mobile phone again and called: "I'll be at school in a while."
"Didn't I let you rest?" Wan Fei was a little surprised, "Why did you come to school?"
"I can't stay at home," Bian Nan said.
"You're going back to school now, aren't you afraid that someone will make trouble for you!" Wan Fei said in a low voice, "Pan Yifeng's people are here, after all, you're helping the shipping people."
"Did I never go back to school..." Bian Nan smiled.
"Get some rest first," Wan Fei clicked his tongue, "These idiots will stop after a few days."
Bian Nan thought for a while: "Then I'll go and accompany Er Bao."
"Well, I'll call you after training." Wan Fei said.
Bian Nan asked the driver to turn around and go to Qiu Yi's house.
Qiu Yan was about to start school, and when Bian Nan entered the yard, he was lying on the table to check his summer homework.
"Big Tiger!" As soon as he saw Bian Nan coming in, he immediately threw his notebook and rushed over.
Bian Nan bent down and hugged him, took a box of chocolates from his bag: "I can eat three small pieces today."
"Okay!" Qiu Yan happily took the box and began to unpack it.
Bian Nan went into the room and chatted with Papa Qiu, then went back to the yard and looked at the notebook spread out on the table: "Are you checking your homework?"
"Well," Qiu Yan lowered his head and hurriedly unpacked the box, "My brother used to check it, but now I check it myself when he's not here."
"Let me check it for you." Bian Nan sat down and took his homework.
"Oh," Qiu Yan raised his head, "will you?"
Looking at Qiu Yan's suspicious expression, Bian Nan froze his hand flipping the book in the air, and he put it down after a while: "Er Bao, do you suspect that I can't check your homework in the second grade?"
Qiu Yan thought for a while: "It should be... okay?"
"Okay, shut up," Bian Nan waved his hands helplessly, "Go eat your chocolate."
Qiu Yan's homework is well written, the handwriting is very neat, the words are correct, and the questions are all correct.
There are also quite a few diaries, but each one is only a few lines long, so it can basically be condensed into one sentence in summary.
date weather.
Today, I went to barbecue with my brother and Dahuzi. The barbecue was very fun and I slept in a tent.
I went to play tennis today, very tired.
I saw Dahuzi play today, very good!
I woke up last night to pee and saw that my brother was not asleep.
My brother didn't sleep again.
My brother didn't sleep for several days and still smoked, so I need to tell my father!
Brother was injured.
After Qiu Yi was injured, Qiu Yan never wrote a diary.
Bian Nan felt a little flustered when he saw this, he pulled Qiu Yan: "When your brother comes home, let's go out to have a barbecue together, shall we?"
"Okay!" Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, "Do you also bring a tent?"
"Take, I'll bring you whatever you want." Bian Nan nodded.
Qiu Yan excitedly ran into the house and shouted at Qiu's father excitedly, even gesticulating and talking about going to the barbecue that day again.
In fact, if Bian Nan was not in the mood, it would be no problem to take Qiu Yan out to play now.
Thinking of Qiu Yi staying in the detention center without any news, he lost even the interest to eat.
It was only when he watched Qiu Yan bouncing up and down in front of him and singing tunes that he could temporarily divert his attention.
But even though Qiu Yan could relieve boredom, he couldn't bear it after a long time.
In the past, every time he said that Qiu Yan was cute, Qiu Yi would say "sent you off", but now he stayed at Qiu Yi's house for a few days, spending time with Qiu Yan, and he understood why Qiu Yi said that.
Qiu Yan was like a small animal with a perpetual motion machine on his back, so energetic that Bian Nan felt that it would be no problem for him to go directly to the formal tennis training of the sports school.
Except for eating and sleeping, Qiu Yan ran in the yard at other times, picking grapes to eat, or picking grapes to give to neighbors, or walking along the alley to find someone to play with. Go back to the courtyard and toss Bian Nan.
After Qiu Yan started school, Bian Nan felt as if he had been tossed and thinned by this little guy.
"It's said that seven and eight year olds are disgusting to dogs, and nine years old still has more than half a year. It's true..." Bian Nan squatted in front of him and sighed.
"Do you dislike me?" Qiu Yan didn't raise his head, "You're not a dog."
"Hey!" Bian Nan laughed, "You will be more annoying than your brother when you grow up."
"My brother is not annoying." Qiu Yan ran to his back and lay on his stomach, "Big Huzi, I miss my brother, it's been half a month..."
"I'll be back soon," Bian Nan patted his buttocks back, "I'll be back soon, you should study hard, or your brother will definitely treat you when he comes back."
"Take care of you," Qiu Yan laughed loudly, "I played with you."
The lawyer had met Qiu Yi several times. Qiu Yi was in good condition and there was no problem with his injury. Bian Nan took some books he was reading and some sets of clothes from Qiu Yi's bedside and asked the lawyer to bring them there.
Qiu Yi let the lawyer bring out only one sentence, thank you, I'm fine, don't worry.
These words made Bian Nan feel depressed for more than half a month and finally raised his head. This is what Qiu Yi said, and what Qiu Yi asked the lawyer to bring out!
He could almost imagine the expression on Qiu Yi's face when he said this.
No matter who the words were addressed to, Bian Nan felt that his heart, which had never been placed in the right place, finally found a suitable pit, and fell down with a snap.
But after thinking about it, he felt that this was more painful than not knowing his news. He looked at the lawyer: "Just this sentence? Uncle, do you remember correctly? There is nothing else to say?"
"Your friend doesn't talk very much," the lawyer smiled, "I feel that these few words are enough, don't worry, there is no problem with this matter, it will come out in a while, I will contact your father anytime. "
Bian Nan almost lived his life on his fingers. The lawyer didn't say the exact time, and he didn't have a standard for finger-breaking. Anyway, he just got up every day to check the calendar with his mobile phone.
During the period of returning to school, his training was not as easy as before. Although his hand injury was not healed and he couldn't hold the racket, his physical training did not affect him. It felt like it gave Lao Jiang a good opportunity to torture him.
If there is no technical training, then physical fitness.
Everyday run, jump, pace, power...
"I want to apply to be transferred to the track and field class!" Bian Nan lay on the bed hugging the pillow, "long-distance running, sprinting, high jump and long jump are fine... Lao Jiang used to be a track and field coach!"
"The stitches will be removed in two days," Wan Fei patted his butt, "it's over soon."
"Fart," Bian Nan said, "Old Jiang is the one who can hold the shot. How can you hold the shot! Is it food or shit! It's okay if the backhand strength is not enough, but the forehand strength is let the dog eat it!"
Several people in the dormitory were having fun, and Sun Yifan changed his clothes: "Shall we go to eat? Or should we bring it for you?"
"Eat." Bian Nan got out of bed. If he didn't eat well for this kind of training, he felt that he would probably faint on the track.
There were quite a lot of people in the dining hall, when Bian Nan entered, many people looked towards him.
Bian Nan ignored these gazes, and after eating, he found a table with a few people in the dormitory and sat down to eat. This has happened a lot since he went back to school, and he's used to it.
Fighting with Pan Yifeng is not surprising. Pan Yifeng has conflicts with many people in the sports school, but he helped the former shipping boss fight and ended up in the hospital.
There has never been such a miraculous event in the history of the struggle between the two schools.
But because Pan Yifeng is also locked up now, the rumors of the masses are getting more and more biased, and now it has probably been updated to version 8.0. Qiu Yi and Bian Nan have teamed up to stab Pan Yifeng into the hospital. Stabbed to death.
Bian Nan's finger was broken for almost two months, and the weather was so cold that his father finally received a message from the lawyer, saying that the facts of self-defense are clear, and he will be able to come out in a week.
When Bian Nan heard the news, he felt ecstatic that he had been sentenced to ten years of unjust imprisonment and was finally released after serving his sentence. He held the phone for a long time before saying: "Thank you, Dad."
Before, when he looked at the calendar every day, he didn't feel how slow the days passed, but now he knew that there were only a few days left, but he found that the days seemed to be frozen, no matter how hard they moved.
"Should I pick him up then?" Wan Fei sat on the side of the runway with him, "There is no one in his family who can pick him up."
"En." Bian Nan nodded. He was supposed to take Qiu Yan with him, but that day Qiu Yan's school arranged for the children to go to the nursing home to clean up. Father Qiu meant that he went directly to pick up Qiu Yi and come back to give the little guy a surprise. That's fine.
But Shen Tao and the others would definitely pick them up, and when he thought of standing with them at the gate of the detention center, Bian Nan thought the scene was quite funny.
After Bian Nan called Shen Tao and told him about it, he asked, "How many of you are going to pick it up? How about I drive there?"
"Just go and pick him up," Shen Tao said, "We'll wait for him to go back to school before picking him up."
"Huh?" Bian Nan was a little surprised that Shen Tao and Qiu Yi had such a strong relationship and didn't want to pick it up
"You want to see us?" Shen Tao asked, "You're disappointed if we don't go?"
"Your uncle," Bian Nan laughed, "then I'll go by myself."
After hanging up the phone, Bian Nan sat on the bed and thought more and more that something was wrong.
Think back to the look in Shen Tao's eyes when he gave him the phone that day...
Fuck me!
What happened to Shen Tao's attitude, Bian Nan didn't think about it any more. For him, everything doesn't matter now. The only thing he thinks about is to pick up Qiu Yi.
He was very happy to run away when he was punished by Lao Jiang.
But when this day came, he suddenly became nervous.
I borrowed a car from my dad, looked at the navigation all the way to the detention center, and turned two wrong turns. Fortunately, he left early.
After parking the car on the side of the road, Bian Nan got out of the car with an unknown mood, leaning against the car door and standing on the side of the road opposite the detention center.
It was not yet half past eight, Bian Nan looked around, there were still a few cars parked, wondering if they were here to pick up someone.
But he was the only one standing outside the car with the cold wind blowing.
After more than an hour with the cold wind blowing in the early morning, the door of the detention center opened.
Bian Nan was agitated, and walked over with big strides. After walking two steps, he saw clearly that it was a fat man. Behind him, a woman jumped out of the car, calling for her husband and ran over.
Depend on.
Bian Nan leaned back against the car door, and the wind continued to blow.
After playing for another half an hour, two or three people came out, but none of them were Qiu Yi.
Bian Nan couldn't bear it a little bit, sat back in the car, leaned against the car window and continued to stare at the gate of the detention center.
It didn't take long for him to start to feel his eyelids clenched, and it was the first time he was so big that he was so nervous and sleepy waiting for someone to wait.
Waiting for the individual can still wait for this effect to come.
It's fucking amazing.
Bian Nan's eyes tossed back and forth, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.
After an unknown amount of time, Bian Nan saw a figure walking from a distance in a daze.
He froze for a moment, then blinked hard a few times.
After clearing his sight, he saw clearly that it was Qiu Yi who came over.
Nothing changed, the wind blew the hair on his forehead, and Ben Nan saw his slightly tired expression and still beautiful and energetic brown eyes.
His heart skipped a beat like being hit by a racket against a wall.
He pushed open the car door and jumped down. Due to the awkward sitting position, he realized that his legs were numb when he landed on the ground. He gritted his teeth and knelt down without getting far away.
Standing in place and watching Qiu Yi slowly walk in front of him, Bian Nan said: "Fuck, I thought I remembered the wrong date."
"You've lost weight." Qiu Yi looked at him and smiled.