Be good

The fourth day after the dinner is the day when the competition starts.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Lin Qianxi walked into the stadium in formal attire, carrying his club bag.

Today is the first match, and only when the individual points ranking is up, can he successfully advance to the next round. He came not too early or too late.

The lights illuminate the arena, and the surrounding flashes keep on.

Lin Qianxi turned his head and took a look, and found that there were a lot of media on the sidelines, all of them carrying long guns and short cannons, and even a few cameras facing the black hole of the field. After thinking about it, what is the meaning of this battle? Is it on TV?

I didn't listen to what Zuo Heng said either.

The torrential rain in Beijing has completely stopped, but the ankle is still uncomfortable, which seems to be a little more serious than when he first came. He turned his head, put down the club bag, and turned his right ankle twice before sitting on the player's bench. Down.

Luo Ke came over, pulled the suit vest on his body, sat down beside him, and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Lin Qianxi pursed his lips, put his right hand on his left, and pressed his fingers and the back of his hand one after another: "Do you believe me if I say I'm not nervous?"

"I'm also nervous." Luo Ke looked at his hands: "What's the matter, do your hands hurt? By the way, I remember that you were like this when you came back from the dinner."

After the dinner that day, Lin Qianxi walked out of the shop very quickly, saying that he had something to do and asked him to go with Zuo Heng first, but after returning, he always covered his hand, and he didn't pay attention at the time.

Lin Qianxi smiled: "It's nothing, I just went to get a little gadget."

"What little thing?"

"It's nothing."

Luo Ke saw that he didn't want to talk and didn't ask. He looked around and saw that everyone was busy. It seemed that no one noticed them who entered the venue early. He pointed to the electronic screen above: "By the way, I saw that Is it? The event publicity said that the final ranking of this grand prix will also determine whether you can qualify for the next British Championship, no wonder Brother Zuo said it so solemnly."

Lin Qianxi pressed his fingers beside him, raised his head and glanced, and then his eyes froze.

The promotion of the British Championship on the electronic screen switched screens, and it happened to freeze on a photo of a lighthouse, with the subtitle of Jersey, England.

He has seen this lighthouse countless times. Although the angles are different, he didn't know where it came from until today. It turned out to be this one.

Perhaps Zongcheng had been there before when his family was in good condition, so his WeChat has always used this lighthouse as his avatar.

"Lin Qianxi?" Luo Ke waved a hand in front of his eyes.

Lin Qianxi came back to his senses: "What are you doing?"

Luo Ke smiled lightly: "Before the game, I want to show you something."

Lin Qianxi looked at the electronic screen and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Rocco reached into the pocket of his suit vest and took out a piece of paper, unfolding it: "Do you remember this?"

Lin Qianxi glanced over. It was a photo cut from the inside page of a magazine. It was either someone else, or a group photo of him and Luo Ke, holding clubs and wearing formal clothes, standing back to back.

He remembered: "This is the magazine we used to shoot together?"

"Yes, you still remember." Luo Ke touched the magazine photo and looked at him, his eyes flickered slightly behind the lens: "Actually, I have wanted to say this a long time ago, but I didn't have the opportunity before. Only when I fight down can I finally talk to you."

Lin Qianxi looked at him: "What are you talking about?"

Luo Ke's face suddenly turned red, and he pushed his glasses unnaturally, and his voice softened: "I've been keeping this magazine because I took it with you. If it was someone else, I wouldn't keep it for so long. I don't know. So, can you understand what I mean?"

"..." Lin Qianxi pursed his lips. His expression and tone were so ambiguous that he wouldn't understand unless he was stupid.In fact, I was vaguely aware of it, but we only met each other during the game, so I didn't take it to heart at all. I didn't expect him to say it suddenly today.

"Why did you say this before the game?"

Luo Ke said: "I see that you have been distracted since you came to Beijing, and you are very worried. You are afraid that you will not be able to compete well. You have always been alone this year in college. Lin Qianxi, you are not alone. If you Yes, I would like to stand next to you."

Lin Qianxi listened with his ears, and his eyes were already looking up at the electronic screen again. After a few tens of seconds, the lighthouse flashed again after the event promotion was played in a loop.

He suddenly said, "Do you think I broke up?"

Luo Ke was taken aback: "No?"

Lin Qianxi's right hand kept pressing gently on his left hand: "No, my boyfriend is still there, and you know who it is."

"Zong..." Luo Ke paused, "Where did he go?"

"Here, in Beijing."

Luo Ke was completely confused: "He is in Beijing? You..."

Lin Qianxi smiled: "How should I put it, something happened after the college entrance examination. I worked hard before, and I always felt that I was already pretty good. I was also the national champion of high school billiards and the top fifteen in my class. Only then did I realize that nothing had changed, and it might drag him down and the people around me, so I ran away first."

Luo Ke looked at him in astonishment, and subconsciously asked, "And then?"

Lin Qianxi said: "Then didn't you see it? I've been playing hard all year." He saw the picture of the lighthouse above again, and suddenly his throat was blocked, and he choked up, "Fuck, you know who I am. , I really don't give up, I still want to climb higher, and higher, maybe one day I can go to see him with confidence..."

Without Zongcheng himself, this lighthouse avatar has accompanied him for a year. It is really like a lighthouse in the vast sea, reminding him and pointing him in the direction, otherwise he might really get lost.

He didn't give up, he was still thinking about going to the shore, hoping that there would be Lord Cheng on the shore.

"So why don't I play well? You know what I was thinking when I heard that I would have the opportunity to train in Beijing in the future? I was thinking, I must fuck harder this time .”

Luo Ke held the piece of paper, unable to speak.

Lin Qianxi turned his face away, squeezed the corners of his eyes quickly with his fingers, turned his head, smiled again, and pointed to the tip of his nose: "To tell you the truth, I am actually straight, and I don't like other men, so that's just right. Just like him."

Luo Ke pushed his glasses with his fingers, and then said softly, "Then I understand what you mean."

Zuo Heng came over from the sidelines.

Lin Qianxi stood up, as if he hadn't said anything: "Get ready for the game and play hard."

The music was changed in the arena, and players were urged to prepare, and the game was about to start.

At five o'clock in the evening, Zongcheng took off his nursing uniform, put it in the cabinet, took off the mask he was wearing with one hand, left the hospital, and nodded to the nurse on duty when he passed the medical guidance desk.

"What are you up to today?" In the past few days, the nurse had already known him and asked him with a smile.

Zongcheng said, "I can't do anything now, just read books by myself."

"That's not very good, just be familiar with the environment in advance."

"Ah."

Zongcheng walked out of the courtyard, took out his mobile phone in one hand, and opened WeChat. Gu Yang had already arrived in Beijing, and he had just sent his location.

He looked at the road. It was the evening rush hour at this point, and it was so congested that it was impossible to take a taxi, so it was better to take the subway.

Fortunately, it's not far away. The subway is an hour away, which is relatively close in Beijing.

Zongcheng got off the subway, entered a residential area according to the location, found the building, climbed two floors, and knocked on the door.

The door was opened, and Gu Yang's face poked out: "Brother! I just came, the meal is ready!"

Zongcheng entered the door, and a snow-white dog rushed over at his feet, with its front paws on his calf and barking twice, he asked, "Why did you bring Tom?"

Ji Cai came out of the kitchen with a few pairs of chopsticks, wearing sports short-sleeved trousers, her lips were painted bright red, and said with a smile: "You don't know? I got a raise this year, and I just bought a new car. I took Gu Yang to drive all the way. Here, what is it with a dog?"

Zongcheng said, "Yes, congratulations."

"Cut, indifferent." Ji Cai said, "This room was arranged by my office in Beijing. It just so happens that it's not a hotel, otherwise I might not be able to bring your dog here."

Gu Yang hugged Tom and moved away, winking at Zongcheng: "Sister Cai has a boyfriend now."

Zong Cheng glanced at Ji Cai, and said, "Congratulations."

"Why are you two still gossiping about me?" Ji Cai came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Congratulations to yourself, you finally escaped from my clutches?"

Zong Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that she was joking, but in fact, she put it down long ago.

The dishes are all put on the table, and the dishes are also put away.

"I made these tomatoes and eggs." Gu Yang sat down and showed, "I'm really good at cooking now."

Zongcheng said: "Then eat it, I don't feel at ease just listening to it."

"Brother, you hit me again!" Gu Yang complained, "It's still Xi..."

The words stopped.

Zongcheng glanced at him and knew that he wanted to say "It's better to be Xige" as before. This verbal habit has not been changed after a year.

Ji Cai interjected: "Cheng'er, how is the hospital? Which doctor treats you so well?"

"A doctor named Lu Guifan, the teacher of our school." Zong Cheng went into the kitchen after speaking, washed a glass, poured a glass of water, took a couple of drinks, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and touched it. cell phone.

After hearing that call that day, he even wanted to send a message on the spot to ask Lin Qianxi if he was here.

I always felt that I heard it right, that voice was his, and even the trace of ruffian in that tone belonged exclusively to him.

"Brother?" Gu Yang followed in: "I want to tell you something."

Zongcheng put down his cup: "What?"

Gu Yang whispered: "I went to visit Mom's grave last time, and saw Dad."

Zongcheng asked, "What about him?"

"He seems to have changed now, and his clothes are very ordinary. I met him when I left the cemetery, but he didn't see me. Later, I heard from others that he is now looking for a job nearby. , I often go to see my mother, and every time I go, I will keep apologizing to my mother and say that I will leave after a long time." Gu Yang looked at him: "Maybe the time you were stabbed really scared him."

Zong Cheng's tone was very light: "If I can make him a normal person with a knife, it's worth it."

"Don't mention it." Gu Yang put his arms around his arm: "Brother, I just hope that you will never have the bad things you did before. Really, you will be fine from now on."

Zong Cheng pressed his head and said nothing.

Gu Yang looked at him again, as if he wanted to say something else, but he didn't speak in the end.

"Come out for dinner." Ji Cai called them outside.

Zong Cheng put his hand on Gu Yang's shoulder and pushed him out.

Ji Cai was sitting at the dinner table, flipping through the phone with her mobile phone: "Cheng'er, I found your teacher, you are really amazing, a famous surgical expert."

Gu Yang leaned over to take a look: "Let me take a look."

"Here." Ji Cai showed him.

"So powerful." Gu Yang also sighed.

"I don't even look at the teacher in the school. Can he not be amazing? In the future, your brother will have a lot of experience, and people will call him amazing." Ji Cai said with a smile.

Zong Cheng sat down: "How long does Gu Yang plan to stay?"

Gu Yang stopped looking at his phone when he heard the question, and picked up his chopsticks: "You are busy bro, don't worry about me, I will come to see you, and arrange the activities yourself."

"Then you can arrange it yourself," Zongcheng said, "it's not too young."

"Oh, it's still ruthless..." Gu Yang muttered.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening after a meal.

Zongcheng helped Ji Cai clean up the dishes and sent them to the kitchen. He didn't plan to stay for too long and was ready to leave.

Before she could speak, Ji Cai asked softly by the pool, "Still waiting for him?"

Zongcheng nodded.

"If he doesn't come, you will wait forever?"

"It will always come."

Ji Cai smiled: "We are such a cold person in the city, how can we be so infatuated when we talk about love."

Zongcheng didn't speak.

"Brother!" Gu Yang called him suddenly: "Come on!"

Zongcheng turned his head and walked back to the living room: "What's wrong?"

Gu Yang turned on the TV, stood there and pointed at the screen: "Isn't that Xi Ge? There is a match for him!"

Zongcheng walked over a few steps and saw the person on the TV screen at a glance.

Lin Qianxi was wearing a suit vest and slim suit trousers, standing tall and thin by the pool table, holding a cue in his hand, leaving a white and thin profile for the camera.

Ji Cai also followed and said in surprise, "It's really Brother Xi, he's actually on TV!"

Zong Cheng stared at the screen and reached out to Gu Yang: "Give me the remote control."

Gu Yang quickly handed him the remote control.

Zongcheng turned up his voice, sat down on the sofa, and never took his eyes off the screen.

Lin Qianxi leaned over in his sight, pressed down on the club, and hit it out.

The voice of the commentary came out clearly: "Pay attention to this ball, the low stick is rotated to the right, the cue ball is controlled smoothly, and it has scored!"

The referee reports the score in English.

Lin Qianxi stood up straight, rubbed powder on the head of the club, and then leaned over again.

"The uncertainty of this shot is very strong. The ball is caught by the opponent. If you are not careful, you may be hit. We can notice his hesitation and guess when he will make a shot... shot! Beautiful, again In!"

The referee reported the score again.

Zong Cheng looked at the picture on TV and suddenly felt that it was unreal, but it was really Lin Qianxi, and it just appeared in his eyes.

Lin Qianxi went to the side to get a cloth, and wiped the sweat on his club twice.

Zongcheng saw his eyebrows and eyes looking down at the pole under the light, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, and he pursed his lips lightly.

Why is he so skinny.

"His shot is so wonderful, it can be expected that if this round of promotion is successful, a new star will appear in our billiards field."

Lin Qianxi returned to the table, leaned over, pressed the stick, and aimed at the cue ball.

"Pay attention to the cue ball. This black ball is difficult. If he wants to continue to attack, it is best to use an elevated pole, because the opponent is ranked seventh, and his strength cannot be underestimated. He has already surrounded him."

Lin Qianxi did not make a move for a long time.

"He didn't use an elevated pole, and he was still looking at the angle. He might be thinking about the path of the goal. A player who can think is terrible, because you can see his skills, but not his thoughts..."

"Crack!" Lin Qianxi suddenly threw the stick.

"He's in the middle of the pocket!" The tone of the commentator began to be uncontrollably passionate: "He seems to have no other goals besides scoring goals. He's really working hard!"

Lin Qianxi wiped the rod with the powder, walked to the bottom pocket on the left, paused, changed the angle, and walked away two steps.

"Is Brother Xi's foot uncomfortable?" Gu Yang suddenly said in a low voice, "He moved his right foot twice."

Zongcheng didn't answer, but stared at Lin Qianxi closely.

He never looked in the direction of the camera, he only had the ball table in his eyes, and quickly leaned over again, with a "snap", and sent the club.

"Pocket!" The voice of the commentary sounded again: "It was another successful blow, and he found the gap! We watched the last few rounds, and it is obvious that he has now reached the match point of this game, although the opponent is ranked seventh. , but at this point, there is no way to stop him!"

The camera cut to the opponent's seat, a young male contestant with a solemn expression.

"Although the process was very difficult, he still resolved it bit by bit, opened up the situation, and finally reached this point... Wait, is his goal to challenge for a perfect score?"

Zongcheng unconsciously looked at the ball table, his heart a little suspended.

Lin Qianxi aimed at the cue ball again.

"We have seen that in the past year, he has a record in various events in Shanghai. His growth rate is amazing, but this is the first time he has challenged for a perfect score. But looking at his ball selection, we can see that He has control over the table. Audience friends, if you get a full score, there is no doubt that this is a new star born out of nowhere!"

There was a slight blow in the screen, and the cue was pushed out in Lin Qianxi's hand.

"Very stable! His cue ball is very obedient and completely controlled by him! But there is still the next ball to solve, which may be the key to a perfect score!"

Lin Qianxi was standing, wiping the rod lightly with his hands, observing the situation of the table with his eyes serious, his eyes serious.

"The angle of this ball is not perfect. It all depends on whether he can hit the far corner pocket. The opponent can't sit still, and there is no sound at the scene. They are all quietly waiting for that moment to come!"

Zong Cheng clenched the hand holding the remote control, pursed his mouth tightly, lowered his eyes, all his attention was on the person in the picture.

Lin Qianxi suddenly lowered his head, raised his left hand, and kissed the tiger's mouth, then leaned over, put his hand on it, pressed the rod, and aimed.

"Snapped!"

"Beautiful! The applause is ringing! The key ball has broken through!"

There was thunderous applause on the screen.

Zong Cheng looked towards the tiger's mouth on his left hand, and saw a very small black pattern.

"The last ball, success or failure depends on it!"

Lin Qianxi leaned over there, his eyes focused, and he threw the shot.

"Wonderful! 147 points in one stroke! Full score! You are right, we have a new star!" The commentator shouted excitedly.

"This young player from a high school in Shanghai just turned 19 this year. He grew up in a little-known town. In the past ten years, he has never received formal billiard training. It is even said that his past was chaotic. But now he is a bright new star! This shot will put him directly into the final ranking! This is a genius! A talented player with a bright future!"

"Now, let's get to know his name again, Lin, Qian, and Xi!"

Zongcheng watched without moving, and only relaxed his hands at this moment, and then silently repeated the name in his heart: Lin Qianxi.

As if sensing the scene, Lin Qianxi finally raised his face at this moment, and held his bow tie with his left hand. A small piece of red string was exposed around his neck, and he pressed it back.

Zongcheng suddenly found that he was still wearing the formal suit he had given him back then, and they still wore their old "talisman" around his neck, and he finally saw clearly the pattern on the tiger's mouth on his left hand.

That's the letter Z.

The letters they had agreed to get tattooed before seemed to be a little red and swollen.

Before the crucial ball just now, he bowed his head and kissed, so it was this one.

There was no sound at all from the side. Ji Cai had been standing silently watching since just now, and Gu Yang was sitting beside him, so there was no other sound.

Only Tom came over and yelled twice at the TV.

Zong Cheng looked at Lin Qianxi who was shaking hands with his opponent in the picture, and reached out to touch Tom's head.

After a year, it grew up, but still knew Lin Qianxi.

Zongcheng took one last look at the picture on the TV and stood up.

"Brother, where are you going?" Gu Yang asked quickly.

"Going back," Zongcheng walked towards the door: "I have to go to the hospital tomorrow."

He went straight out the door, and when he went downstairs, he had already taken out a cigarette, lowered his head, took a cigarette in his mouth, pressed the lighter and lit it, walked out of the building silently, stood in a dark corner, recalling the scenes he had just seen over and over again.

Lin Qianxi has climbed higher, and now he can be seen in this way.

The image in his mind stayed at the moment when he bowed his head and kissed the letter on his hand, Zongcheng was smoking a cigarette, blowing the hot night wind, his throat rolling.

First there was that voice, and then this scene.There has never been a moment where I want to see him more than this moment...

Upstairs, the game has finished broadcasting on TV, and the final subtitles are being broadcast.

Gu Yang looked at the empty door after Zongcheng left, gave Tom a hug, and looked at the TV again, only to realize that it was a rebroadcast. After two glances, he suddenly approached: "Is this competition held in Beijing?"

"What did you say?" Ji Cai just walked away, then came back.

Gu Yang pointed to the scrolling subtitle on the TV and said, "What does it say about the Snooker Beijing Grand Prix?"

Ji Cai glanced at it, then looked back for her phone: "Wait a minute, I'll ask where the specific address is."

……

The sound of "click" billiard balls echoed in the stadium where the Grand Prix was held.

Lin Qianxi just finished training in the morning. He took a shower in the bathroom of the venue, wiped his wet hair with a towel in one hand, and walked out with his club bag on his back. His feet were uncomfortable and he walked slowly.

Zuo Heng was waiting in the hall on the first floor of the venue, saw him come out, and said, "Don't practice if your feet feel uncomfortable. You just scored a perfect score and your ranking is very stable. Just take a rest."

Lin Qianxi wiped his hair and glanced at him: "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you would be on TV?"

Zuo Heng said: "It's the first time to play a game of this size, I'm afraid you'll be nervous, isn't this a surprise?"

Lin Qianxi stuffed him with a towel: "You can surprise yourself."

Zuo Heng picked it up, amused: "I didn't say it was a surprise for you."

Lin Qianxi walked outside the arena, thinking as he walked, wondering if Zongcheng would see him in this match.

"Lin Qianxi."

He stood down and looked ahead.

Rocco came in from outside the door with his club bag on his back. Perhaps because of what he said during the game, his eyes were still a little unnatural. He smiled and said, "Someone is looking for you outside."

"Who?"

Luo Ke said: "I don't know him. It looks like he is either a junior high school student or a high school student. I just went out, but he stopped me and said he wanted to find you."

Lin Qianxi went out, and just outside the door, a figure rushed over in front of him: "Brother Xi!"

He froze for a moment: "Gu Yang?"

Gu Yang laughed: "It's me, I finally saw you again!"

Lin Qianxi was incredulous: "How did you get here?"

Gu Yang bent his eyes: "I came by subway."

"..." Lin Qianxi glanced around: "Are you alone?"

"Yes, long time no see, Brother Xi."

Lin Qianxi smiled, and rubbed his hair as before: "Long time no see, good brother."

There was a cold drink shop open at the entrance of the venue. It was noon, and there were no customers. Lin Qianxi went in with Gu Yang, ordered him a cup of ice cream balls, and ordered a cup of ice water himself. He found a seat and sat down. equipment.

Gu Yang sat down and said: "Brother Xi, I passed the senior high school entrance examination this year, and I should be able to get into a good high school. The high school is a boarding school, and it is very strict. I will try to come to Beijing for the entrance examination in the future."

Lin Qianxi said, "It's so powerful."

"Yeah, I can be independent now, and my health is much better. I don't have a lot of colds like before. Even if I'm sick, I don't need coaxing anymore."

Lin Qianxi frowned: "Then you have grown up."

The ice cream balls were brought up, but Gu Yang didn't eat a bite, and kept talking about his own affairs: "Tom has grown up, too big, and sometimes he can't even hold him. He is now raised in sister Cai's house. There, by the way, Sister Cai has a boyfriend, she just came to Beijing on a business trip this time, and I came to play with her, otherwise I wouldn't know you were competing here."

Lin Qianxi thought that it was Ji Cai's fault, and that Zongcheng probably didn't know he was in Beijing.

Gu Yang said so much just now, but he didn't mention Zongcheng at all, and he didn't know if it was intentional.

Gu Yang suddenly tilted his head and glanced at his feet: "Brother Xi, do your feet hurt again?"

Lin Qianxi shook his calf: "It's not just that old injury, but luckily I play billiards, as long as my hands are okay."

Gu Yang frowned: "No way, I see that you walk very slowly, it must be painful, you should go and have a look."

Lin Qianxi smiled: "It's not that serious."

Gu Yang took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him: "I found a good doctor for you. I heard that he is very good. Go and have a look. If it affects the competition, wouldn't it be troublesome?"

Lin Qianxi took it when he heard what he said, and took a look at it. The address of the hospital and the name of the doctor were written on it: "Good brother, I really love my brother."

Gu Yang stood up: "You go now, this is the doctor I have worked so hard to find for you, you must go."

Lin Qianxi stood up, "Are you leaving?"

Gu Yang nodded: "Sister Cai is still waiting for me, so I can't come out for too long. I'm leaving, Brother Xi."

"Yes." Lin Qianxi watched him go out.

Just as Gu Yang walked a few steps, he turned back and hugged him with his arms, his eyes were red: "Brother Xi, I really miss you this year, really."

Lin Qianxi put one hand on his shoulder, lowered his head, grinned when he raised his head, and gestured with the other hand on top of his head: "You have grown taller again, and you are really catching up with me."

Gu Yang hugged him again, and whispered, "Actually, I know what happened to you and my brother, it's fine."

Lin Qianxi's heart sank, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Gu Yang let go of his hand and went out.

Lin Qianxi glanced at the proprietress who was looking here, took a deep breath, and bagged the club on her back.

Luo Ke waited outside: "How about it, did you know that?"

Lin Qianxi said, "Yes, how could my brother not know me."

"You have a younger brother?" Luo Ke was surprised.

"Yeah." Lin Qianxi walked forward: "It's my brother."

"Where are you going?" Rocco asked.

Lin Qianxi stopped by the side of the road, took out the note that Gu Yang gave him, and read it again: "Go and see your feet."

Luo Ke said: "I just wanted to remind you that you really should go see it, and I'll take you there, in case your feet are inconvenient."

Lin Qianxi didn't say anything, walked forward slowly, and stopped the car on the road.

The taxi drove to Dongdan North Street and stopped outside the retro old building of the hospital.

Lin Qianxi got out of the car, carried a club bag, and walked slowly into the hospital gate.

Luo Ke followed behind and said, "This is a first-class hospital. The doctor your brother found must be good. Give me the list. I'll help you register. Find a place to sit."

Lin Qianxi handed him the note: "It's okay, I'll just stand by for a while."

Luo Ke took the note and went to the medical guidance desk. After busying for a while, he returned to Linqian West Station: "Let's go."

Lin Qianxi followed him inside.

Luo Ke lowered his voice, turned around and said, "This expert account is very expensive, so you don't wait in line. Do you have enough medical expenses?"

Lin Qianxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's okay, I won a lot of prize money after winning the competition for a year, even if it's not much, it's not enough to look down on me."

"That's fine."

At the door of the department, Lin Qianxi took the registration form from him and said, "I'll go in by myself."

"Then I'll wait for you outside." Luo Ke left first.

Lin Qianxi went in and found no one, so he looked around and had no choice but to sit down on the chair first.

A nurse came in and said, "Wait a minute, Dr. Lu will be here soon. You sit on the chair over there, put your feet up, and hold on for a few minutes to see where the pain is. First, make sure what the problem is."

Lin Qianxi stood up and moved to the chair she mentioned. It was a steel medical chair, a bit high. He sat down, lowered his head and moved his feet.

As he was moving, he suddenly saw a few books on the medical cabinet next to him, neatly placed on the floor, and on the top was a notebook with the word "Zong" written sharply on it.

Underneath is the name of the school: Peking Union Medical College - Tsinghua University School of Medicine.

He was inexplicably taken aback.

The nurse outside suddenly whispered: "There is a patient inside, you can go and help him, straighten his feet."

"Hmm." He replied in a low voice.

Someone walked in.

Lin Qianxi raised his head and saw the tall and cool person who came in, wearing a blue protective uniform and a mask. The moment he met his eyes, he suddenly stopped.

It took several seconds before he approached, bent down, grabbed his calf, and put it on the chair.

Lin Qianxi was already in a daze, his eyes wandered inch by inch, and he saw his short and neat hair, half of his face above the mask, his eyes that were lowered, and finally stared at the iconic line on his right. broken eyebrow.

Like a ghost, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his mask.

Zongcheng's face was facing him.

After a year, more than 300 days, more than 8000 hours, and more than 1000 kilometers, this face is now in front of my eyes.