Lao Jiang led the team, Bian Nan followed the team at the end of the team into the athlete passage. He heard someone in front of him lowering his voice and asked, "Is that Qiu Yi?"

"It's Qiu Yi," the other one said in a voice, and looked back at Bian Nan, "Why is he here to come?"

Wan Fei walked in front of Bian Nan and pushed the man impatiently: "If you are so worried, can't you watch a game? Add fuel to your opponent and help him or something!"

"Damn it because of you who said this..." The man shook his head and walked forward with a laugh and cry. He was about to have a game. Everyone was very nervous, and no one could care about why Qiu Yi came.

"It was, are you still expecting the shipping boss to come and cheer you up?" Wan Fei laughed, put his arm on his shoulder to the side, and whispered in his ear, "Did you bring the children here to cheer you up?"

Bian Nan smiled and looked at a plastic red five-pointed star in his hand. This was given to him by Gang Qiu Yan, saying it was a reward for the full score in the period exam, and it was given to him as a lucky charm.

After entering the court, Bian Nan was still a little short of the game time, so he took the things and prepared to enter the court.

"Have Xu Rui come?" Bian Nan saw Wan Fei looking around with his eyes floating around, afraid that Xu Rui would let Wan Fei pigeon go again, and then Wan Fei would definitely lose this time.

"Here," Wan Fei smiled so much that his eyebrows were almost taking off, and pointed to the stands opposite, "just opposite, in yellow clothes."

There are a lot of spectators today. The city can only have two big games in a year. The fans came very enthusiastically. Bian Nan found Xu Rui in the crowd for half a day.

"You have to show off your skills today, don't be as good as last time." Bian Nan said with a smile, glanced at the side, and saw Qiu Yi and the little Qiu Yan sitting upright beside him.

"Don't worry about me for now, pay attention to the serving posture and backhand," Wan Fei patted his shoulder with a serious look on his face, "Backhand!"

"Big Huzi!" Qiu Yan said in a low voice, grabbed Qiu Yi's arm, and pointed to Bian Nan who walked to the side of the venue with some excitement.

"Yes." Qiu Yi patted his hands.

Qiu Yi was not interested in tennis. He hadn't watched many tennis matches on TV. This was the first time he watched the game on site. He was originally thinking of taking a casual look, but when Qiu Yan caught him, he was a little nervous.

Biannan, who was wearing a white sportswear, was very calm. Today, the sun was a little fierce. He was wearing a hat, his face was covered in the shadow under the brim of the hat, and he could only see his chin and his pursed mouth clearly.

"Brother," Qiu Yan handed him the small telescope in his hand, "Look."

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Yi took the telescope and looked at it. Bian Nan was checking the beat. He pulled the black wrist guard on his hand, and suddenly turned his head to look at the stands.

Eason Qiu quickly put the telescope back into Qiu Yan's hand.

"Is he looking at me?" Qiu Yan waved desperately to Biannan.

"He doesn't care about looking at you..." Qiu Yi touched his head and sorted out a tuft of curly hair standing on top of his head.

At the beginning of the game, Bian Nan served first.

He took the racket and slapped the ball a few times, stopped with the ball for two seconds, threw the ball into the air, leaned back slightly, raised the racket and hit the ball out vigorously.

The field was quite quiet, and I could hear it clearly with a bang when hitting the ball.

The opponent received the ball and returned the ball to the other end of the baseline. Bian Nan was very fast, took a few steps and pulled the ball back with his backhand.

The shot was beautiful, with a bit slick angle, and it fell next to the sideline, very close to the net. When the opponent barely returned the ball, the ball did not pass the net.

Applause rang out in the venue, and Qiu Yan then slapped his hands a few times.

Qiu Yi looked at it for a while and couldn't see any tricks, so he had to look at Bian Nan.

Although he had fought with Bian Nan, he had never seen him train or compete. His condition was completely different from when he was fighting, with confidence and calmness.

Bian Nan was a little surprised by the power he exuded when he ran back and forth on the field and hit the ball.

Before, I thought Bian Nan was in a good figure. Now, when he looked at the curve of his body when he jumped up and his beautiful and smooth movements when he suddenly swung forward, Qiu Yi didn't know what to describe.

When he won the first game, Bian Nan stood his racket in front of his face with applause and looked over the stands through the net.

Qiu Yan stood up excitedly and raised his hand to his head and patted hard: "Big Huzi won!"

"Yeah." Qiu Yi didn't know whether Bian Nan was watching this or not, so he also applauded.

"Is he very powerful?" Qiu Yan looked at him with some smugness.

"Yes, it's amazing." Qiu Yi nodded with a smile, took a bottle of water from his bag and handed it to him. Qiu Yan's enthusiasm was as if he had won the game himself.

The exchange venue was very short when the first game ended. After Bian Nan wiped the sweat with a towel, he returned to the court.

Qiu Yi hugged Qiu Yan and whispered: "I'll go to the toilet, you'll watch here."

"Okay." Qiu Yan responded with the bottle in his arms, his eyes still staring at Bian Nan.

Qiu Yi left the stands and walked out of the tennis court. There was a corridor outside. He stood in front of the window at the end of the corridor and lit a cigarette.

There was a runway outside the window, which was a little dazzling in the sun. Qiu Yi lay on the windowsill and sprayed a puff of cigarette, watching the smoke changing in the balcony with a change of color.

When he returned to the stands after smoking, he looked at the score and scored equally.

Qiu Yan leaned against him and explained to him for a long time without breathing. Dahu made a mistake once, but immediately took the score back...

"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded and responded.

"You are not going to the bathroom, right?" Qiu Yan looked at him, "Are you going to smoke?"

"After going to the bathroom, I took a piece of chewing gum and chewed it.

"Dad said that if you find out that you smoke again, you will beat your leg to pieces. He will give you the wheelchair..." Qiu Yan said in a low voice.

"No need to let it go, just buy another one," Qiu Yi smiled and pinched his face, "Look at your game."

This game was not too intense, and Bian Nan's opponent was different from him. Although Qiu Yi was quite confused about the game, he felt that Bian Nan would win easily halfway.

Bian Nan's physical strength and reaction speed are stronger than his opponents, and his movements are always not much different from those at the beginning of the game. His movements of swinging at the end of the game are still beautiful.

Qiu Yan's eyes were kept staring at the field, and this focus surprised Qiu Yi.

Little things don’t have much hobbies. Like most children of this age, they don’t focus on anything for long.

He always felt that Qiu Yan had to learn tennis on a whim, and he would forget about it until the summer vacation. He didn't expect that he could sit in the stands for two or three hours like today, watching tennis matches in the sun, and never even visited the toilet. This completely refreshed Qiu Yi's previous judgment on him.

I'm just not sure if this is an interest in tennis or a big Huzi...

Two hours later, the game ended, and Bian Nan won three sets and won the game.

Qiu Yan's face turned red with excitement and his slap was red. Qiu Yi pulled him to leave: "Let's go? Are you satisfied with watching?"

"I'm going to wait for the big tiger to come out..." Qiu Yan pulled him and refused to move his nest.

"He is not that fast. You have to talk to him and find another time." Qiu Yi looked at the field. Bian Nan had just finished sweating and put a towel on his head and was packing his bag.

"Brother..." Qiu Yan frowned and begged in a long voice.

"Oh." Qiu Yi was helpless and took out his cell phone and handed it to him, "Then you go out and call him and ask if he has time."

Qiu Yi took Qiu Yan to the back door of the stadium and was surrounded by the south. This door was far away from the tennis court and it was not easy to meet people from the sports school.

Ten minutes later, Bian Nan ran over from afar, with beads of sweat hanging on his face, shining in the sun.

"How is it!" Bian Nan and Qiu Yan, who ran over to meet him, clenched.

"Awesome!" Qiu Yan shouted.

"Your lucky charm is particularly useful." Bian Nan took out the little five-pointed star from his pocket and shook it.

"Absolute!" Qiu Yan was so happy that he couldn't even find his eyes.

Bian Nan wiped his sweat, looked at Qiu Yi, and walked over slowly: "I thought you didn't have time to bring him here."

"It's just fine." Qiu Yi said.

"Oh." Bian Nan smiled. After laughing, he found that he could not find what the next sentence should be said appropriately.

Qiu Yi's attitude was different from when he gave him a thumbs up at the door before the game. He returned to the somewhat cold attitude when he called that day.

This state made Bian Nan very embarrassed. He didn't know how he hadn't seen each other for a while, so how could he inexplicably become like this?

"I said," Bian Nan scratched his head, "Are you okay? You..."

"We have to leave," Qiu Yi interrupted him, "I have to give someone some extra lessons in the afternoon, so I can't catch up any later."

"Damn," Bian Nan was blocked for a moment and suddenly became a little angry. After answering Qiu Yan's call, he immediately threw Lao Jiang aside and ran over. As a result, "Then you go quickly."

After saying that, neither of them moved, Qiu Yi seemed a little embarrassed. After two seconds, he cleared his throat: "Are you on vacation?"

"Next week." Bian Nan said angrily.

"Can you teach me to play tennis?" Qiu Yan asked happily.

"Yes," Bian Nan squatted down and hugged him, "Yes, when do you want to learn to call me? I'll pick you up. You can also play next to me during my training."

"But I don't have a racket..." Qiu Yan looked at Qiu Yi hesitantly.

"It's okay, I'll lend you a child to take a photo," said Bian Nan.

"Thank you, Da Huzi!" Qiu Yan said loudly.

Qiu Yi didn't say anything, Bian Nan stood up and looked at him: "Don't you tell me to leave? Don't you leave?"

"Let's go," Qiu Yi smiled and pulled Qiu Yan's hand, "We're going home."

After waving goodbye to Qiu Yan, Bian Nan stood at Qiu Yi's back for a while, and had the urge to rush over and roar several times.

You are sick, how the hell did I mess with you!

But in the end he turned around and ran back to the tennis court. Lao Jiang's summary and lecture were not over yet.

After the summer vacation, Bian Nan felt much more relaxed. Although he had to go back to school after taking a break for about 10 to 20 days, at least he did not have the sleep class every morning.

But there are also troublesome things, that is, you can’t live in the dormitory anymore.
To be continued...