The sudden apology made Xiaolan slightly stunned.

After a while, she reacted. Then she smiled and patted Yuanzi on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. I really don't blame you this time. Besides, I'm okay."

"If something happens to you, I won't let myself go."

Yuanzi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"If you really feel guilty, just invite me to the hot springs later."

Xiaolan put her fingers on her chin and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't been to a hot spring for a long time."

"No problem, go to my hot spring resort for a few days later." Yuanzi patted his chest and said proudly, "If you are willing, I will change the name of the resort to Maolilan Hot Spring Resort later."

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at Yuanzi: "What is the current name of the resort?"

"Yuanzi Hot Spring Resort." Yuanzi glanced at Xiaolan and said flatly, "This resort is one of the gifts my father gave me."

In Yuanzi's words, this kind of thing seems to be as simple as a father giving his child ten yuan of pocket money in an ordinary family.

The strong air of pretentiousness was fully revealed in her tone, and her expression made people feel very sincere, as if giving away a resort was really no big deal.

Xiaolan shook her head helplessly and pointed to a clothing store across the road: "I'll go in and see what I like."

After finishing speaking, Xiaolan walked into the clothing store first.

"Wait for me, Lan!"

...

After finishing breakfast, Guangyou didn't completely watch from the side. After resting for a while, he also joined the running ranks.

When running, pay attention to breathing, steady breathing, and grasping the rhythm. Don't be like a certain person who keeps "whooshing" like a bulldog led by a Kumamoto City resident.

When the bulldog passed by Conan, the breathing rates of the human and the dog were surprisingly consistent.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Guangyou shook his head and said to Conan, "Conan, look at the bulldog next to you, does it look like you?"

"Like...like a fart."

Conan choked Guangyou out of breath.

Guangyou nodded and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you look like a fart, you are the best."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and ran in front of Conan.

Conan's teeth were itching with anger. Looking at Guangyou who was a certain distance away from him, he suddenly felt no longer tired. He took a few deep breaths and accelerated towards Guangyou, shouting at the same time: "Stop!"

Guangyou still had some energy left, so he deliberately led Conan in a circle. The distance between the two was kept just right under Guangyou's control. It looked like he was about to catch up, but he still couldn't.

So Conan wisely gave up the idea of ​​catching up with Guangyou and taking revenge, and stopped where he was, holding his knees with his hands and breathing heavily.

Seeing that Conan was so tired, the group decided to take a rest.

Sitting on a bench in the park, drinking the mineral water Xiaoai bought from the convenience store just now, and looking at the children running and jumping on the grass in the park.

The pace of life in Kumamoto City is much slower than that in Tokyo. It is rare to see office workers in suits and leather shoes walking quickly on the street while looking at their watches for fear of being late for work.

Speaking of the time, Guangyou also raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, then stood up and said to a few people: "It's time for us to leave. After lunch, we have to go to the venue. You should be confident to come back with the trophy today, right?"

"

Ayumi and the other three shouted in unison: "Of course!"

After lunch, Guangyou and his party went directly to the competition venue.

There were still two hours left before the game, so the group entered the field and sat on the players' bench to rest.

About half an hour later, Xiaolan and Yuanzi came over chatting and laughing.

I was still carrying big and small bags in my hands, and it seemed like I had gained quite a lot.

"Kids, are you confident today?"

Yuanzi lifted the gift bag in his hand and said with a smile, "If you win the championship, you can take away the gifts I bought for you."

The children were very happy. They were confident of winning today's game.

The three of them gathered together and guessed what Yuanzi had bought for them.

Seeing their excitement, Guangyou was too embarrassed to attack them.

The gift was probably related to Masked Superman peripherals or something, and Sonoko was probably not sure what to buy, so she bought a toy peripheral from the Masked Superman series that Ayumi and the others had been talking about.

After another ten minutes, Uncle Maori came to the playing field wearing casual clothes with his pockets in his pockets.

There was still a smell of alcohol around him. Fortunately, this was an open-air competition venue, otherwise the smell would have been difficult to dissipate.

"It smells really bad."

Xiaolan frowned slightly when she smelled the unpleasant smell. She took out a small bottle of perfume from her bag and sprayed it on Uncle Maori many times.

Uncle Maoli made a face and waved his hand to try to dispel the smell of perfume from his nose.

Xiaolan looked at the bottle of perfume that she bought for more than a thousand yen with some regret, and then stuffed it into her carry-on bag.

With the scent of perfume masking it, the smell of alcohol is lessened, but it can still be clearly identified.

Spectators also began to enter the venue. The adult group competition was much better than the youth group competition. Some of the people who came to watch the youth group competition were relatives of the players who participated in the youth group competition.

At one thirty in the afternoon, the game officially started.

Guangyou can play tennis, but he is not good at it. He occasionally goes back to play tennis in the gym.

The competition in the youth group really couldn't attract his attention. After watching it for a while, his attention turned to Xiao Ai sitting next to him.

Guangyou lowered his voice and asked the beautiful lady beside him, "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Ai looked at the book in her hand attentively and replied: "A Dream of Red Mansions."

Guangyou opened his mouth, and the word "surprise" was written all over his face. It's not that he had never read this book before, but he just couldn't stand it after reading two chapters.

It's not that the writing is bad, it just doesn't suit Guangyou's taste.

Guangyou asked curiously: "How does it feel?"

Xiao Ai shook her head and closed the book: "It's a bit awkward and difficult to understand, and it gives me a headache to read it."

Guangyou nodded in agreement. There are hundreds of characters described in this book, coupled with the complicated family relationships, there are many people who can't understand it.

Some people say that the scope of Dream of Red Mansions is too wide, while others say that it does not reach the realm of life.

This is indeed a good book, there is no denying it, otherwise it would not be called one of the Four Great Classics.

Guangyou took the thick copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" from Xiao Ai's hands. He looked carefully and found that it was still a classical Chinese version, which surprised him even more.

Xiao Ai saw the third chapter, "I asked my brother to recommend Xi Bin, and my grandson Jia Mu cherished the orphan girl."

Guangyou closed the book and asked, "How long have you been reading this book?"

Xiao Ai rubbed her temples: "It's been a week, and I've only seen it for the third time."

"It's not slow anymore, and it's still written in classical Chinese. Many Chinese people can't understand classical Chinese."

Guangyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he admired Xiao Ai from the bottom of his heart for being able to see through it.

Xiao Ai shrugged: "I can't understand it either, but with the Internet, I can take notes. It's still very interesting to learn."

With that said, Xiao Ai opened another notebook in her hand.

The notebook is full of handwriting, with Japanese and Chinese mixed in. The fonts are very beautiful. Although there are some mistakes in writing, it is not harmful.
Chapter completed!