Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Sir Liu, why are you back so early?"

Ling Chuanjie and Zhang Xu looked at Sir Liu who walked in through the door.

"...Mi Yu's parents are here and asked me to come back first."

Sir Liu put on his slippers and walked into the room. Dahuang walked to Sir Liu from the living room.

Squatting down and letting Da Huang lie in his arms, Sir Liu walked into the living room holding Da Huang. Ling Chuanjie also looked at Sir Liu.

"How is the rice bath situation?"

"It takes two months to recuperate."

Lingchuansuke was a little confused. This section didn't exist in the game or anime...

Wait... Miyu seems to have had a broken bone in reality... and then there is the Takarazuka Memorial...

How could I have forgotten this! I should have informed Sir Liu earlier...

"Had breakfast?"

As soon as Liu Sir sat down on the sofa with Dahuang in his arms, Zhang Xu spoke next to him.

"ate."

In fact, he didn't eat at all.

"Oh, Mi Yu, what are you going to do?"

"Adjust your mentality first, wait until the fracture is healed, and then slowly strengthen a wave of training and then go to spring S."

"S in spring is G1, so the record is not enough, right?"

"Well, so I'm going to improve my results in the first few months. I already have a simple plan here."

Zhang Xu looked at Liu Sir who was looking down at Dahuang and couldn't help but express his thoughts.

"According to your temperament, you should always be there to take care of Mi Yu. Why are you back?"

Sir Liu didn’t even raise his head.

"Mi Yu's parents are here, and there are people to take care of Mi Yu. My stay there will only add to the embarrassment and affect their parent-child communication."

"You think quite comprehensively..."

Putting Dahuang on the sofa, Liu Sir gently nodded Dahuang's head and then stood up.

"Why go?"

Zhang Xu and Ling Chuanjie said at the same time.

"Play."

Waving his hand, Sir Liu walked into his bedroom.

Zhang Xu and Ling Chuanjie looked at each other,

[There is something wrong with Sir Liu] (Zhang)

[Something is wrong, nine out of ten is wrong] (Introduction)

[Go and take a look? 】(open)

【Go】(Introduction)

Sir Liu sat on the chair in front of the desk in his bedroom, opened the cabinet and took out a pack of bonuses.

He held it up in front of him and looked at it carefully, then tore off the film of the cigarette box, opened the cigarette box and took out the cigarettes from the paper.

Then he fumbled for the lighter from his pocket, held the cigarette in his mouth, and used his left hand to protect the flame and light the cigarette butt.

Two kinds of white smoke came out of his mouth, one was smoke and the other was winter mist.

Holding the cigarette in his left hand, he turned the lighter to the highest setting with the thumb of his right hand and pressed the switch.

A beam of extremely long flames burst out from the fire outlet. The outer blue fire was wrapped with yellow firelight, and the top was a red flame.

Because of the lighter, the hand holding the lighter became warm. Sir Liu glanced at the erected flame and then released the button and placed it on the table.

The dopamine secreted by cigarettes in the brain gradually calmed his mood. He turned on the computer and moved the mouse to the location of the file.

Mi Yu suffered a fracture, and the previously scheduled training plan had to be changed, and a new rehabilitation training schedule had to be added.

The arranged training for two-person cooperation will also be deleted, so all training content will need to be overhauled.

Suddenly something came to mind. Sir Liu turned on his phone and logged into Twitter, and found Fei Yingzi.

Let me contradict you first: I'm sorry, I have something to do today and can't come to your show.

After sending it, the other party may not be there or the other party may not have seen it, so the reply message has not yet arrived.

Sir Liu, who sent this message, felt heavy again. For no other reason, he missed the appointment.

When he promised others something, he only responded verbally, but did not take any action.

I hope someone else goes to see that girl's performance.

Maybe I thought of the girl's tweet that had no likes, and the happiness she expressed in the text message that she was able to come.

Liu Sir felt guilty again.

He flipped through the chat history between Fei Yingzi and himself on Twitter.

Since she replied to her tweet that time, the girl has added herself as a friend and called herself [Flying Eagle's first fan].

The other party shared her joy with herself, telling herself that she was really happy when he went to see a show sometimes.

Friday

Feiyingzi: Feiyingzi’s first fan! Fei Yingzi has rehearsed the dance very well!

Fei Yingzi: You must come!

I will contradict myself first: yes

This is the text message they sent the day before yesterday.

Sir Liu turned off his cell phone, watched his laptop slowly turn on, changed the hand holding the cigarette to his right hand, and took a deep breath.

Feeling discomfort in his lungs, Sir Liu took out the cigarette from his mouth with his right hand, covered his chest with his left hand and coughed.

"Keku..."

Asthma strikes again.

It’s not like he hasn’t been cured of this disease before. There’s no way asthma can’t be cured, and because he loves to smoke, his lungs are getting worse day by day.

Sir Liu coughed for a while. When the discomfort slowly subsided, he straightened up and was about to continue smoking.

Suddenly he watched his door handle move.

[The door is locked! what to do? It shouldn't have been discovered, right? 】(open)

[Put your ear to it and listen] (Introduction)

Zhang Xu nodded, then squatted down and leaned his right ear against the door.

Suddenly, Zhang Xu fell down along the door before it was opened.

"hiss…"

Liu Sir looked at Zhang Xu who fell into his room.

"No, Sir Liu, please listen to my explanation..."

Zhang Xu stretched out his right hand, wanting to defend himself. He looked at the open door to the side.

Lingchuansuke, who was standing behind him just now, is now sitting on the sofa, carefully operating the computer.

Zhang Xu's expression became distorted, "Okay, you Lingchuanjie can run pretty fast."

He stiffly turned his head to look at Sir Liu and opened his mouth to say something.

Liu Sir shook his head and helped Zhang Xu up from the ground.

"Are you hurt?"

"I was wrong! I didn't mean to eavesdrop...Eh? I'm fine."

Pulling Zhang Xu up from the ground, Liu Sir clapped his hands and spoke to Ling Chuansuke who was pretending to look at the computer in the living room.

"Xiao Jiezi, stop pretending."

After hearing this, Ling Chuanjie came over with a face in his arms.

"I don't have a child, so Mo Langguo is crawling through the door and eavesdropping."

Zhang Xu blinked.

"Why did you start speaking Chongqing dialect?"

"Suddenly I want to say that you can also speak Cantonese, and little Jiezi can also speak Hokkien."

"It's just difficult to communicate."

Ling Chuanjie complained.

"So what are you doing behind our backs?"

Sir Liu pointed to the computer behind him.

"Adjust the training content, and formulate new rehabilitation training for Miyu. The two weeks of training that were prepared in advance will be scrapped and rescheduled."

"Is that so... do you want us to drink with you tonight?"

"No, if Saturday is okay, I have to work today, Sunday and tomorrow. I will take Ulala and the others to see the rice bath this afternoon."

Ling Chuanjie nodded. He knew that Liu Sir must be in a heavy mood after Mi Yu's fracture. He was just a seventeen-year-old high school student who spent most of his time in the ward.

The only way he could think of to comfort him was to drink with Sir Liu.

Aren't there many plots in movies and TV dramas that can be figured out after some enlightenment after drinking?

"Then bring it out and write together. It's so boring to be alone in the bedroom."

As Zhang Xu spoke, he touched his head that had accidentally fallen to the ground just now.

"Um."

Sir Liu turned around, picked up his notebook, and walked out of the bedroom with the two of them.

There is an ashtray with a cigarette in the corner of the desk.

The newly enlightened bonus group is now lying quietly in Sir Liu's pocket.