There was nothing to help in the referee's seat, and the referee Bian Nan still knew him. Before Bian Nan brought him water and stood aside, he asked, "Bian Nan? Why didn't you play..."
"I'm not interested," Bian Nan said with a smile before he said what a pity he said later, "It's fine now, I like teaching others."
"Also... very good." The referee smiled and said nothing else.
Bian Nan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking about it, he felt a little complacent, so many people felt that it was a waste not to play, how awesome.
hey-hey.
Before the start of the game, Mr. Luo also gave a speech. This was the first time that Bian Nan could clearly see what Luo Yiyang's father looked like.
They look alike, especially the beard. Although Luo Yiyang's beard was shaved off during the Chinese New Year and he never kept it back, he can still be seen as father and son at a glance.
Speaking of which, Boss Luo is really like Lu Xun, Bian Nan reminded himself in his heart, the next time we see Boss Luo, don't call him Boss Lu...
The three venues started to compete at the same time, Bian Nan turned around and saw Li Huanhuan sitting on the temporary stand with Qiu Yan, a plastic bag was placed next to the two of them, one could tell at a glance that there was a pile of food inside.
Bian Nan went over and sat down beside them.
"Big Huzi!" Qiu Yan turned around and saw him, and happily called him in a low voice.
"You eat a lot?" Bian Nan looked at him.
"Sister Huanhuan bought it for me." Qiu Yan smiled embarrassedly.
"He said my brothers wouldn't let me eat so much," Li Huanhuan clicked his tongue, "I want to take it home and eat slowly. How can this child be so well-behaved?"
"When you have a litter, let his brother teach you." Bian Nan laughed.
After casually watching for a while, Bian Nan stood up and planned to turn around again.
"Where are you going?" Qiu Yan grabbed him.
"Turn around," Bian Nan said, "I'm still at work, baby."
"Ah," Qiu Yan lowered his head and took a bite of the chocolate, "I forgot."
Bian Nan patted his head and continued wandering between the courts.
He has no interest in the game. When he played before, he only watched Wan Fei's game and didn't bother to pay attention to other games. He was even less interested in Zhan Fei's own game.
On the other hand, he really wanted to see the guest exhibition match between head coach Tou Jiang vs. pastry chef Yang.
Besides, Yang Xu had played ball before ten thousand times, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like for Yang Xu, who seemed to be almost lazy like a snake's egg, to run around the court with a racket.
At noon, the game in a venue was over, Gu Wei ran out from nowhere, patted Bian Nan on the shoulder: "In a moment, here are Shi Jiang and Yang Xu."
"Ouch," Bian Nan immediately became interested, "I have to take a look."
"I have to watch it too." Gu Wei was also very interested. After all, Shi Jiang hadn't brought students with him for a long time. Few people had seen him play. Even if the opponent was a baker, these young coaches wanted to see him.
Gu Wei also took a dv and prepared to shoot it.
"If the fight is not good, will you be silenced if you record it?" Bian Nan looked at him.
"I will give it to you before I am silenced," Gu Wei also looked at him affectionately, "You have to pass it on to future generations."
Bian Nan laughed, and the two of them smirked for a long time, until Shi Jiang came over with a ball bag, and he stopped smiling.
"Still recording?" Shi Jiang saw the dv in Gu Wei's hand.
"To commemorate it, how rare it is," Gu Wei raised the DV to face Shi Jiang, "Brother Shi, do you have any pre-match declaration?"
Shi Jiang looked at the dv and said for a long time: "My arm hurts."
Bian Nan didn't hold back and let out a laugh.
"Are you looking for an excuse to lose the game for a while?" Gu Wei was very involved like an interview.
"Your request for leave next month may not be approved." Shi Jiang said.
"Hey?" Gu Wei immediately closed the dv, "Brother Shi, come on!"
The students and spectators are not too interested in the guest exhibition competition, and the coaches and employees who come here to watch are basically Zhanfei's coaches and employees.
Bian Nan and Gu Wei found a seat with a good view and sat down. He sent a message to Qiu Yi: So excited, Shi Jiang and Yang Xu are going to fight.
When the fight is almost over, remember to pull the frame. Qiu Yi replied to him.
Bian Nan smiled at the phone for a long time.
They play tennis, and I'm watching the game.
It's a surprise, Boss Yang will still go to play. Is he so boring that he can't continue his business and wants to advertise? See if there is Boring coffee and cakes printed on his clothes to welcome you.
"Damn." Bian Nan smiled and rubbed his face.
When Yang Xu entered the field, Bian Nan really stared at his clothes, there was no printing on the coat.
But after Yang Xu took off his coat, Bian Nan was stunned. He didn't see that Yang Xu was quite strong, not to mention playing ball, at least he looked like he often went to the gym.
He suddenly felt that Yang Xibing might not necessarily allow Coach Shi to win the game easily.
"Have you recorded it?" He asked Gu Wei.
"Ready to record," Gu Wei held the dv, "I don't know if Shi Jiang's arm is in real pain or fake pain, his injury is on his arm."
"Why did it suddenly hurt?" Bian Nan was taken aback, "I don't usually see any problem with his arm."
"I'm nervous. After all, I heard that they were about the same strength before." Seeing that Yang Xu was about to serve, Gu Wei turned the dv to that side, "I'm going to start the commentary, you cooperate with me."
"When you talk about cross talk, you need someone to cheer you up." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
Yang Xu took the racket and patted the ball lightly twice, then threw the ball up without a pause, and swung the racket violently.
When the racket made contact with the ball, there was a powerful sound. Looking at Yang Xu's posture and strength in serving the ball, Bian Nan knew that he was not bad. When he saw the speed of the ball, he raised his eyebrows.
I can't see it.
The ball was direct and rough, but Shi Jiang seemed to catch it effortlessly, returning the ball to Yang Xu's backhand.
Bian Nan's backhand is not strong enough, so every time he sees a backhand ball, he will subconsciously follow it with force. Yang Xu's backhand strength can't be seen. He didn't use force with this ball and returned to the net.
Shi Jiang moved very quickly. Although the quality of the ball returned was quite high and the angle was a bit tricky, he still hit the ball in a beautiful diagonal line and flew out by touching the sideline.
Bian Nan applauded along with everyone.
Except for the game video that the coach asked him to watch, Bian Nan hadn't watched the game so seriously.
Shi Jiang's skills are within his expectations, no matter how injured he was, he used to be a professional player. After playing for many years, he is still the head coach of Zhanfei.
But Yang Xu really surprised him.
Different from the snakes he usually sees, Yang Xu surprised him both in terms of movement and strength on the field, as if he had been tightened like a clockwork.
The match between the two was not as one-sided as Bian Nan imagined.
Shi Jiang won the first round, but it was not easy to win. Bian Nan looked at Shi Jiang and Yang Xu who were sitting on the sidelines of the court wiping their sweat, feeling a bit inexplicable.
The situation in the second set was similar, with plenty of physical strength, Shi Jiang had enough strength, and Yang Xu had enough skills. Bian Nan kept watching their movements and returning the ball, trying to figure out what was the strange feeling between the two of them. what.
"You can fight like this even if you are an uncle," Gu Wei whispered while recording, "Bian Nan, what do you think it will be like if you fight again in ten years?"
"Chessy, handsome, handsome, cool," Bian Nan answered a series of answers without thinking, and finally added after a moment of hesitation, "... the king of the mountain."
"What everyone heard is my partner's summary of his shamelessness..." Gu Wei turned the DV to face him, "Zhan Fei's rising star, Bian Nan."
"Why do I rely on you to record this?" Bian Nan pushed him away, "I will silence you."
Gu Wei smiled and continued to record on the court: "Will you still find such an opponent in ten years? It's really emotional..."
Gu Wei's words made Bian Nan pause, and when he looked at the two people on the court who were not giving in, he suddenly knew what that strange feeling was.
These two people are all too familiar with each other.
The direction of the next ball, the handling of each type of ball, the strength, angle and speed of the return ball, seem to be known to each other.
This is not the feeling of pure rivalry.
This is really the feeling that two people who have played together for a long time will have.
He and Wan Fei practiced together for three years but couldn't achieve this effect.
He clicked his tongue in his heart, feeling even more emotional than Gu Wei.
After the best-of-three match was over, there was applause from all around.
Yang Xu lost, but the loss was beautiful and unexpected.
Bian Nan stood up and wanted to go over and say something to Yang Xu, but just after taking two steps, he saw Yang Xu packed up his things and walked up to Shi Jiang and said something.
Shi Jiang glanced at him, didn't speak, just smiled, then took his bag, packed his things, turned and left the court.
Bian Nan ran over and called out behind Yang Xu: "Brother Yang."
"Well," Yang Xu turned his head and sighed when he saw him, "I'm so annoying, what are you doing?"
"Go to my dormitory to take a shower? You wouldn't just leave after sweating, would you?" Bian Nan said with a smile.
"Where does Shijiang wash?" Yang Xu glanced at Shijiang who had already turned to the dormitory.
"He lives by himself..." Bian Nan came to his senses in the middle of speaking, and quickly said, "Then you go to his dormitory to wash!"
Yang Xu smiled: "Go to your dormitory."
Bian Nan felt that it was unreasonable to inquire about Shi Jiang's affairs behind his back, but after watching the game, he really couldn't hold back.
He looked at Yang Xu who had returned to the snake egg state after taking a shower: "Brother Yang."
If you ask Yang Xu, it doesn't count as asking Shi Jiang behind the scenes, but it counts as asking Yang Xu face to face.
"Huh?" Yang Xu looked at him, "Is there a hair dryer?"
"In the drawer," Bian Nan pointed to the small cabinet beside his desk, "take it."
"You still use a hair dryer with your half-inch long hair?" Yang Xu opened the drawer.
"Damn, didn't you ask me if I have any?" Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
"Yes, but you have it." Yang Xu said.
"My hair is limp, and I can't stand it up without blowing it." Bian Nan said angrily.
Yang Xu reached out and touched his head: "Well, it's fluffy."
"Hey!" Bian Nan patted his hand away, and changed his tone after thinking about it, "Brother."
"I don't know, don't ask me." Yang Xu said.
Bian Nan opened his mouth but didn't say anything, and Yang Xu didn't say anything, he took the hair dryer and started drying his hair.
After a while, Bian Nan asked again amidst the hum of the hair dryer: "You don't know what the relationship between the two of you is? I didn't ask you anything else."
"My friend, I used to be a very good friend, but now... a pretty good friend." Yang Xu said.
"Oh, you two always played together before?" Bian Nan said.
"We have practiced together for many years." Yang Xu shook the hair dryer up and down, left and right, and the wind blew all the materials on Biannan's desk to the ground.
"It can be seen that there is a tacit understanding," Bian Nan went to pick up the materials and stuffed them into the drawer, "You two are almost playing doubles..."
After Yang Xu finished blowing his hair, he lazily left the dormitory with his ball bag. Bian Nan wanted to follow him to the door, but when he saw Shi Jiang standing downstairs in the corridor, he stopped: "Brother Yang, walk slowly. "
"Come over to drink coffee with your little boyfriend when I'm free," Yang Xu waved his hands behind his back, "I'm waiting for your money to pay the electricity bill."
"... Got it." Bian Nan smiled.
Seeing Shi Jiang and Yang Xu walking out together, he jumped down the stairs and ran to the stadium, intending to take Qiu Yan to have lunch, and then go back to the dormitory to rest for a while. There will be games in the afternoon.
Qiu Yan was still on the court, chatting lively with Li Huanhuan and those female students.
"Let's go," Bian Nan went over and pinched Qiu Yan's face, "Let's eat."
"I'm waiting for you," Li Huanhuan said, "We haven't eaten the newly opened stone pot stewed rice at Jiekou."
"Call anyone else," Bian Nan smiled, "I invite you to join me."
"Is there any conspiracy by Bianzhu?" A girl said with a smile.
"Yes, your class is coming to an end in three months, sign up for all the advanced classes," Bian Nan said, "The bonuses for Teacher Gu and I depend on you."
"It's on us!" Li Huanhuan patted his chest, "Remember to buy food for Xiao Yanyan!"
Bian Nan went out of the gate with a group of little girls, and walked towards the street entrance. He walked to the back, and the little girls in front of him were chattering, but Qiu Yan was always able to get in the conversation. Scourge!
Bian Nan took out his mobile phone and called Qiu Yi: "Have you eaten yet?"
"I just ate, I ordered fast food," Qiu Yi said, "I will sleep in a while, in the afternoon... Luo Yiyang is coming, I will go with him to see the house."
"Damn, he's really a man of action, isn't he too busy?" Bian Nan admired Luo Yiyang's enthusiasm.
"He thinks that he will definitely get what he wants, and run with him, and he will know after a few troubles." Qiu Yi smiled, "Boss Yang's game is over?"
"It's over, damn it," Bian Nan clicked his tongue several times, "I never thought that Yang Xu really played tennis, and he played pretty well. I have to play with him some other day."
"Win or lose?" Qiu Yi asked.
"Losing, Shi Jiang is the head coach after all, but winning is not easy," Bian Nan replayed the game between the two in his mind, "Dabao, these two are really amazing, the way they play when they play, they look like old acquaintances."
"The same goes for you and Wan Fei." Qiu Yi said.
"It's not the same. I always feel that we are the two of us to feel this way." Bian Nan thought for a while, and suddenly became a little excited, "Hey Dabao, shall I teach you how to play tennis?"
"What?" Qiu Yi made him stunned by such a sudden sentence.
"I'll teach you how to play ball. It's good that we both have nothing to do." Bian Nan said, "I was particularly touched by Gu Wei's words today. He said, what will you be like in ten years? I feel that I After ten years, the black tree will definitely be chic and romantic... "
"Hey." Qiu Yi was amused by his talk.
"Don't worry, listen to me," Bian Nan said with a smile, "Later, I thought, who will I play with in ten years? Wan Fei devoted himself to the fitness business without hesitation, and there is no one else who can play with me except him. There is a tacit understanding, and after thinking for a long time, it is only you! Only you!"
"It's your speech." Qiu Yi smiled helplessly.
"I'm serious, you see that you just sit and don't exercise every day, and now the pressure of life is not as great as before," Bian Nan said in a row, "I don't fight anymore, I don't study anymore, I don't go to school anymore. If you go on like this, you will definitely gain weight, you are so white, of course you look good now... Hey, you are really pretty, I like it very much, but in the future, if you become a big white fat man, would you still have the nerve to hang around in front of me?"
"Bian Nan," Qiu Yi said, "is there a pharmacy next to you?"
"Let me take a look." Bian Nan looked around, "There is one on the opposite side, what's the matter?"
"Go in and have something to eat." Qiu Yi said.
"Your uncle!" Bian Nan yelled, and then laughed, "Really, just play with me, and wait until the cram school is settled."
Qiu Yi was silent for a while, then smiled: "All right."
Bian Nan didn't have any special interest in teaching people to play before, but after working in Zhanfei for so many days, he gradually found the fun, but this time he insisted on teaching Qiu Yi to play, in fact, he wanted to do something with Qiu Yi what.
The things he and Qiu Yi can do together are other than playing hooligans, that is, he beats up when cooking, washes dishes and serves dishes, ah yes, and... dances in the square.
Whether it's cooking or square dancing, the gap between him and Qiu Yi is a bit too big to be enjoyable.
Qiu Yi is very smart, with good physical fitness and well-developed motor nerves. It would be much more interesting if we could play tennis together.
Thinking about it, Bian Nanguang felt quite looking forward to it. By the way, he could also teach Qiu Yan. This little guy has always been interested in tennis.
Thinking about it this way, Bian Nan suddenly felt that he was still a useful person, who knew how to play, and was full of strength. In the coaching friendly match in the afternoon, he directly took down his opponent in two sets without saving any face.
"Friendship! Performance!" Coach Li pointed at Bian Nan and shouted in grief after the game, "Where did it all go!"
"It turned into my power and flew towards you with the ball." Bian Nan laughed happily and wiped his sweat.
"They all flew off the court!" Coach Li glared at him, "Are you venting your anger on Xiao Gu? Last year he lost very tragically."
"That's right, he's also my master." Bian Nan waved his arm.
"To be honest, you played really well..." Coach Li patted him on the shoulder.
Bian Nan quickly interrupted him: "Thank you!"
"You are so young now, and you are at the right age," Coach Li continued, "You should play in Zhanfei's club, as a coach assistant."
"I like this," Bian Nan snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "I just want to be a coach."
When coach Bian brought Qiu Yan back home, Qiu Yi and Luo Yiyang hadn't finished running outside. He wanted to cook the rice first, but it would be too troublesome to wait for Qiu Yi to come back, so he told Qiu Yi Yan discussed: "Erbao, let's have a big dinner later in the evening, and wait for your brother to come back."
"Okay," Qiu Yan's eyes would light up whenever he heard about food anyway, "I just lost a lot of weight after summer came."
Looking at his face, Bian Nan couldn't stop laughing for a long time, hugging him and laughing uncontrollably: "Really?"
"Yes." Qiu Yan nodded seriously.
Bian Nan pinched the soft flesh on his waist: "You've lost a lot of weight?"
"Yes!" Qiu Yan yelled, "I can't even put my arms down in winter, and I walk with them on them, and now they're all stuck together."
"That's too many clothes!" Bian Nan also shouted with a smile.
"No, I lost weight." Qiu Yan said.
"I told you I'll take you to a big meal, so there's no need to make excuses." Bian Nan kissed him.
"For the future feast." Qiu Yan smiled a little embarrassedly.
Qiu Yi called at around six o'clock and said that there was still a place to stop by to have a look.
"Take Erbao out to eat," Qiu Yi said, "I'll tell Luo..."
"No," Bian Nan said immediately, "I told Erbao to take him to a big meal when you come back."
"But..." Qiu Yi hesitated.
"No!" Bian Nan interrupted him, "You want to have dinner with him after all afternoon?"
Qiu Yi paused and laughed: "Then I guess I won't be home until after eight o'clock."
"It's okay, I'll buy a bread for Erbao and put it on first." Bian Nan said.
"Okay, I'll call you soon." Qiu Yi said.
When Bian Nan heard Luo Yiyang's voice on the phone, he was dissatisfied, and he was happy when he heard it: "Let Xiao Luoluo go home and eat by himself."
"Success." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
After Qiu Yan ate the bread, he went to do his summer vacation homework. Bian Nan sat on the sofa, put his legs on the coffee table, took out the diary notebook he was carrying with him from his bag, and opened it.
Watching the match between Yang Bing and Shi Jiang today, it was really surprising. So I was inspired and decided to teach Qiu Dabao to play tennis, and to play together after ten years to see what it would be like.
What kind of elementary school diary are these writing, Bian Nan sighed, probably Qiu Yan's summer vacation diary is more interesting than his...