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Isn't it good for everyone.

Qi Wan blinked her eyes, this doesn't seem to be a good thing, it's a matter of life and death.

But he seemed to understand what Shao Zhihan asked, if it was a matter of life and death, would he treat everyone equally well?Qi Wan didn't know either.

If An Song was replaced by the male classmates who had teased him, would he rush out without thinking if they were under the horse's hooves?

Qi Wan thought about it seriously, and finally realized it was useless, because he could no longer remember who bullied him.Maybe the scars will always be there, but he has already forgotten the perpetrator, and there is no way to specifically substitute it.

He didn't think that saving An Song was something special that needed to be taken seriously.In his memory, there is a person who is very gentle and kind to everyone, and that is his mother.

Qi Wan still remembers that when he was just in the first grade, his mother took him for a walk in the park.

There was an old woman who was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, and her walking stick fell one meter away.The mother supported the grandma on the bench and waited with her for the daughter who was rushing over.

When his daughter picked up the old man, Qi Wan also went home with his mother. On the way back, Qi Wan couldn't walk any longer. He sat on the bench swinging his too thin legs, and asked in a childlike voice, "Mom, where is the school going?" Many classmates said that if you don’t help the elderly, you will be blackmailed, isn’t mom afraid?”

Qiao Zhuxin rubbed his head, her gentle eyes were like the moon hiding endless words, she said: "Mom is afraid, but mother is even more afraid that if Xiao Wan falls down one day, no one will help you."

At that time, Qi Wan didn't quite understand what his mother meant. He only knew to do good deeds. He remembered the two words he had just learned, and rubbed his head on Qiao Zhuxin's shoulder and asked, "Mom, so I should also be willing to help others and stand up for others." out?"

Qiao Zhuxin hesitated, hesitating like every mother, she helped Qi Wan to straighten his back, she started panting after walking a few steps, her eyes were slightly red, she wished her little baby could be safe and happy forever.

Qiao Zhuxin brushed Qi Wan's soft curly hair, and said softly, "But Xiaowan, mom hopes that all opportunities to stand up will be given to mom, okay?"

Xiaowan, who was in the first grade, could only hide behind his mother. Now he is 20 years old, and he hopes to grab all the opportunities for his mother to come forward.

Qi Wan recalled the past, his eyes were warm and peaceful.

Shao Zhihan asked him: "Have you never thought about what will happen to you?"

"Well, it's too late." Qi Wan came out of his memory. At that time, if he had thought it through, An Song would be useless. He gestured to slap his chest and said, "Feng Huan is my war horse now, I have to deal with it. Responsible."

Shao Zhihan snorted, and wiped the flour on his face just now: "Look, you are beautiful, and return your war horse."

Qi Wan retorted: "A teacher for a day and a father for life, I will be responsible for him for a day I ride him."

It took more than half an hour for the dough to ferment, Shao Zhihan raised the lid and took a look to see how high it had risen again.

He asked vaguely, "Then if An Song and I were under the horse's hooves at the same time, who would you save?"

Qi Wan took it for granted: "It depends on the situation, whoever is in danger should be rescued first."

Shao Zhihan plunged his chopsticks into the dough with a swish. He didn't know what the strange feeling was in his heart. He just suddenly felt that he had misunderstood the answer to a question.

Could it be that Qi Wan doesn't like him?

Shao Zhihan stared at Qi Wan face to face, his eyes shot straight at him like hooks, Qi Wan instinctively backed away.In the palm-sized kitchen, he bumped into the stove with his lower back while the two were advancing and retreating.

Qi Wan wanted to go around, but was suddenly picked up and put on it, Shao Zhihan propped his hands on the edge of the platform and surrounded him inside.He was sitting on the table half a head taller than the other party, one palm away, Shao Zhihan looked up at him, like a lion holding a little white rabbit in his palm, with a forceful attitude.

Shao Zhihan has a straight nose, long eyelashes, and complicated eyes.

The tip of his nose slowly approached him, so close that he could smell the peppermint scent of shaving water again.

Qi Wan felt that the other party was weird, and then a hoarse voice rang in his ear: "Do you like me?"

Qi Wan:? !

He was stunned and his eyes were wide open. This man must have hallucinated from hunger.

Qi Wan tentatively asked: "Brotherly love?"

But the corner of Shao Zhihan's mouth twitched, and his slender fingers raised his cuffs, then slid in and held his forearm, slowly rubbed his fingertips against his skin and said, "Masculine love."

Goosebumps all over Qi Wan's body instantly exploded, oh my god, this man is too scary, he's not normal.

Qi Wan put his still swollen hand on Shao Zhihan's head, and asked with some concern, "You were also hit by a horse's hoof?"

Shao Zhihan: "..."

After the trial was over, he calmly pulled out his hand and explained solemnly: "I'll do a random check at the stage, you keep it up, we don't need other relationships other than partners."

"Oh," Qi Wan said with a slightly awkward expression, "Get out of the way, I want to go down."

The corners of Shao Zhihan's lips curled up, the little thing is shy and wants to run away?Don't let it.

Qi Wan struggled twice and looked down at Shao Zhihan, with a bit of resentment and anger: "You made me sit on the egg!"

Shao Zhihan frowned, belatedly remembering that the egg shells were still on the table after cracking the eggs just now...

The photographer outside the kitchen seemed to hear a cry from inside, worried if he was hurt, he went there with Xiao Liu and was about to knock on the door when he heard:

"I'll look behind you."

"It's wet, don't look at it."

"It's okay, I'll wipe it for you."

"It's so sticky and thick, and it smells fishy."

Photographer: "..."

Xiao Liu: "..."

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Half an hour later, the dough was finally fermented, and it was twice as big as before. Shao Zhihan had seen someone make pasta, and the noodles didn't seem so runny: "Did you put too much water?"

Qi Wan looked satisfied and directed, "Take out all the small bowls."

Shao Zhihan stared at him without moving, with a playful smile flashing in his eyes.

Qi Wan reacted for a while, then said again with black lines all over her head: "Take out all the little porcelain bowls!"

Shao Zhihan smiled lowly, and under Qi Wan's guidance, he poured the old yogurt-like dough into several small bowls, and then put the bowls into the steamer.It was the first time he had seen steamed buns like this.

After SAIC, the sweet smell of flour wafted out, and when the lid of the pot was lifted, the steamed buns bulged up.The bottom of the bowl is oiled in advance, and it is also very convenient to pour out. The shape of each steamed bun is neatly bound by the small bowl, like a group of small mushrooms out for an autumn outing.

Shao Zhihan never thought that one day he would be able to make such a warm and cute thing.

Qi Wan was also in a good mood, urging him to taste it quickly, he tore off a piece, Qi Wan stretched his head and blew it for him: "Is it sweet or not?"

Shao Zhihan's throat moved, and he said, "Sweet."

Qi Wan smiled: "That's right, this is my mother's idea, put some sugar and eggs and it will be super~ delicious in an instant." He dragged the word super long, as if making a five-star cake .

Shao Zhihan also laughed: "Do you have a name?"

Qi Wan took a bite of the opponent's hand: "What?"

Shao Zhihan: "It's super-delicious and can't afford a name?"

Qi Wan thought about it for a while and said, "Since my mother thought of it, let's call it Mommy Mantou."

Shao Zhihan probably ate too much candy tonight, so he tore off another piece and fed it to Qi Wan, and said softly in a cool voice: "Mummy made this for Sweetheart, it should be called Sweetheart Mantou."

Qi Wan grinned: "It's delicious! Sweetheart steamed buns!"

In the same night, some people were wrapped in warm sweet fragrance, while others fell into the abyss.

In the closed room, An Song's cell phone rang, and he looked at the number he hadn't called for a long time and picked it up tremblingly.

"Mr. An Song, the boss needs your cooperation on something."

In the next two days, everyone was training in different branch events, and the director did not announce the final competition format.

Qi Wan guessed that it should be one of the obstacle course, speed race, and cross-country race, because dressage requires long-term cooperation and training between the rider and the horse, and a week is definitely not enough. As for horseback gymnastics... If this is the case, only It can be said that the director is a talent.

The cooperation between Qi Wan and Feng Huan is getting better and better. When the horse runs, its back moves up and down like waves. Now even if he doesn't touch the rein, he can perfectly hit, press, and push the waves, and his buttocks won't be bumped at all. , as comfortable as sitting on a soft sofa that rocks back and forth.

Although it was only at the initial stage of the unity of man and horse, Qi Wan was also very happy.Horses are spiritual, and if he is impatient, the horse will also be disturbed.

Just like when he chose to throw the dance board for two weeks, now he also believes that he will have an excellent cooperation with Feng Huan.Some people say that he is too idealistic, but he just prefers this self who dares to think and do.

Every time in the stable after training, Shao Zhihan's two assistants will help him with the heavy work, and his hands are gradually recovering, and he can already comb Feng Huan's hair.And Feng Huan also seemed to feel guilty for what happened that day, and even accepted Qi Wan's output of touching his face and smoothing his hair.

On the way back to the courtyard, Qi Wan told Shao Zhihan that the two assistants could be withdrawn.Shao Zhihan didn't explain the reason, but said that he had to be paid even if he was idle, so it was just right to bring him over to do some work.

In fact, he received the feed inspection report from Lin Lu in the morning, which indeed contained two more drugs that could make the horse hyperactive.

Under the mottled moonlight, Shao Zhihan told Qi Wan in his usual tone: "Call me when you go out at night from now on."

Qi Wan was puzzled: "Why?"

He replied lightly: "Walk a hundred steps after dinner and live to 99."

Just when the audience was getting tired of watching the same horse riding and hurdles every day, the director dropped a blockbuster - riding and shooting.

Each target will be fixed on the tree trunk, and each guest needs to shoot the target while riding.

The horse longbow is very exciting just thinking about it, the audience howled expectantly, and Qi Wan howled anxiously.Because of his hand injury, he was ordered to watch and not take a bow.

Shao Zhihan's reason was very good: "Today is just a sparring session, not the final match. You should save your claws for tomorrow's decisive battle."

Qi Wan was powerless to refute.

During the lunch break, the staff set up targets in the woods, and the riding and shooting will officially start in the afternoon.

Qi Wan can't live the addiction of archery, his hands are so itchy that he even wants to touch the target.After lunch, he was going to go for a walk in the woods, and Shao Zhihan also followed him for a hundred paces after dinner, to get acquainted with the target layout by the way.

The two lead a horse and walk in the woods. The targets have all kinds of shapes, including birds, rabbits, wild boars, and even a rose.

Shao Zhihan casually leaned against the tree trunk, the sun shone through the cracks in the leaves and squinted his eyes, he asked Qi Wan who was in front of him: "Is this flower pretty, I'll give it to you."

Qi Wan curled her lips, who would like a rose full of holes being poked.He looked enviously at Shao Zhihan's quiver, imagining how the longbow would be fully drawn, and the sharp arrows would flutter out with a whistling wind.

He was a little puzzled: "You said what if the arrow accidentally shoots someone? Isn't it too dangerous?"

Shao Zhihan took out an arrow and hit him on the head: "The target and the person belong to two different areas, so the arrow has to be able to turn. And this kind of target arrow is specially made, even if it really hits it, it won't be too dangerous."

In order to let Qi Wan see the elasticity of the arrow, Shao Zhihan tapped on the arrow.

Ding--

The expected rebound did not appear, replaced by a stiff pain in the fingertips.

Not a soft material.

It's a real iron arrow.

The nerves that had been strained in the past few days were broken at this moment, and Shao Zhihan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He suddenly raised his head and looked past Qi Wan, and saw that An Song had fully drawn his bow.

The author has something to say:

Aren't many cuties starting school?Huluhulumao, you still play with your mobile phone during the holidays, I think I only used the elderly phone before the college entrance examination... emm compare it and see if it feels much better in an instant.

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