God, please be gentle with me

The next day, Minggu Tennis Court.

Under the guidance of tennis coach Vanessa, An Jiyu specially trained his ball control ability this morning. In simple terms, ball control means catching the ball, hitting the ball, and repeating the cycle to reduce mistakes.

Because the purpose is to control the ball, Vanessa will not use very complicated serving methods. For An Jiyu, the morning training is relatively easy, but the company's photographer is very busy, holding the SLR with both hands, followed Running around, standing up and squatting down, that excited

It looked like it was filming some international event.

While wiping his sweat, An Jiyu couldn't help but look at him and said, "Xiao Leng, haven't you finished the task yet? Or is my posture so bad that you can't take good pictures?"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

This young man named Xiao Leng is 24 years old and has been in the company for four years. He started from running errands and doing odd jobs, and now he works as an outdoor photography assistant in the corporate propaganda department.Although he is an assistant, he is actually very capable, and his photography skills are also good. Otherwise, sister Cai would not have asked him to take photos of special training for An Jiyu.

"What's the matter?"

"Because you are 360-degree handsome." Xiao sneered and showed his big white teeth. Who told him to run outdoors every day, and his whole body was tanned and shiny. "I always feel that every movement is very good. I don't want to It’s a waste to keep shooting.”

"Hmm..." An Jiyu nodded, "I see, that makes sense."

"What makes sense?" Vanessa asked curiously.

"That's why he didn't finish the job after taking pictures for so long. It's really because I'm too handsome and he couldn't bear to put down the camera." An Jiyu smiled.

"Pfft, haha." Vanessa put a tennis racket on her shoulder and laughed loudly, "You kid is really... Generally speaking, shouldn't you say thank you? Thank you for thinking I'm handsome."

"Why should I thank Xiao Leng for being handsome?" An Jiyu shrugged, "It should be Xiao Leng who thanked me for my handsome looks and good movements, so I can take many good photos."

"Yes!" Xiao Leng nodded vigorously, "An Jiyu, you have worked hard, thank you! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, I'm just finishing my work." An Jiyu said to Xiao Leng.

"An Jiyu," Vanessa suddenly looked at An Jiyu and said, "You should have never encountered any difficulties, and your family background is also very good. You are a much-loved young master."

"Nothing." An Jiyu said with a bright smile, "Coach, I have never encountered a predicament, isn't it just a predicament?"

Vanessa was stunned, and then she leaned forward and back with a smile: "Hahaha! An Jiyu, you are so funny, you actually said this seriously...what to do, I don't even want to go back to London."

"Then after the filming is over, you can stay here for a while and have a good time." An Jiyu smiled.

"Okay!" Vanessa nodded straight, and practiced serve return with An Jiyu for another half an hour, and the special training in the morning ended happily.

An Jiyu took a shower in the bathroom of the tennis club, and was going back to Luhai City after lunch. He had some plane photos to shoot in the afternoon. Xiao Mi explained these things early in the morning, which gave him a clear idea.

One schedule after another, even on the return bus, I have to read the script.

Thinking about these things, An Jiyu turned the water to the maximum, closed his eyes, and stood under the shower with his head bowed. The water jets hit his strong back muscles, making a splashing sound... Even if he is energetic, he will After an hour of jogging in the morning and two hours of practice with Vanessa, she also wants to take a break and catch her breath.

"Baitang... Zhao Bin..." An Jiyu opened his eyes, watching countless water droplets fall to the ground, as if it was raining.

As long as he thinks about Zhao Bin's mood, he will feel better. He felt a little tired just now, but now he is fully charged again. An Jiyu doesn't know why this is so miraculous. Before he had time to think about it, his head turned on its own. All thoughts revolve around Zhao Bin.

For example, Zhao Bin should have lunch at school at this time. Senior high school students are working very hard, and I'm afraid they even gobble up their meals just to squeeze out some time for exam papers.

After turning off the shower, An Jiyu took a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist, took another towel to dry his hair, and then came to the bathroom rest room, which had been taken over by the company, and he was the only one there.

The mobile phone was charging on the dressing table, and An Jiyu went straight to the mobile phone.

"Send him a text message to see how he's doing with his review..." An Jiyu hesitated before turning on his phone, "keep asking him how he is, will he

Bring a lot of pressure on me, let's talk about other things first, but what to talk about..."

In fact, as long as a simple topic is needed, such as what to eat for lunch, you can chat, but An Jiyu just can't relax. He doesn't want Zhao Bin to think that he is a boring person, and he will only ask if he has eaten and if he has finished his homework. .

"By the way, go to his school's forum." Mingguang High School's school forums are all managed by the student union. The forums are divided into multiple communication areas, such as the first-year discussion area, the basketball discussion area, and so on.

The most popular one is the hodgepodge area, all the speeches are anonymous, so some people are complaining that they can't make close friends after they are in the second year of high school, some people are complaining, and they can never remember how many test papers they have yet to do.

As long as An Jiyu goes up for a stroll, he will know what is the popular thing and topic in Mingguang High School?

"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhao Bin's name was on the title of a post, An Jiyu couldn't help but blinked, and read the title of the post again: "Ahhh! Zhao Bin and Han Jialin Chaomeng are related. !"

An Jiyu clicked into the post, and saw three photos on his mobile phone. The background was the school cafeteria. A handsome boy stretched out his finger and wiped the corner of Zhao Bin's mouth lightly.

The second picture shows Zhao Bin and the boy grabbing something to eat, and the third picture shows the two of them looking at each other with bright smiles, stars seem to shine in their eyes...

An Jiyu's body shook visibly, and with a "snap", the phone fell onto the dressing table.

"Dong dong!" Someone knocked on the door, "I'm Xiao Leng, Xiao Mi asked me to ask if you are alright?"

An Jiyu didn't answer.

Xiao Leng was worried about something, so he opened the door and came in, only to see An Jiyu naked/topless, standing blankly in front of the makeup mirror, the mirror reflected his expression, which Xiao Leng had never seen before— — Frustrated.

"What, what's wrong? I caught a cold?!" Xiao Leng hurried over and asked.

An Jiyu seemed to realize that Xiao Leng was here. He looked at Xiao Leng and took a breath and said, "I didn't expect...so I was in trouble from the very beginning."

"Ah?" Xiao Leng didn't understand what An Jiyu said at all, "What predicament?"

But An Jiyu didn't answer him, just went back to the locker room in silence.

"This is..." Xiao Leng saw that An Jiyu's phone was on the dressing table with the back facing up, so he turned it over and put it away. There were two boys in school uniforms on the screen, and the screen went dark again.

"Student? High school student?" Xiao Leng was even more puzzled, "How could this cause An Jiyu's predicament? Impossible, by the way, did he mean 'sleepy', it was sleepiness!"

Xiao Leng smiled with relief, and went out to report to Xiao Mi, saying that An Jiyu was changing clothes and should be out soon.

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"Please, Binbin, just take pity on me and let me stay!" Han Jialin squatted on the ground, holding Zhao Bin's leg tightly with both hands, "You let me be a cow and a horse... I am willing .”

"Haha, Zhao Bin, you take him in and let him be a teacher for the rest of his life." Class [-] has already finished school, and the students are either carrying their schoolbags and preparing to leave, or they are tidying up desks full of reference books.

Some people are booing, some people are recording, because Han Jialin's appearance is too funny.

"Jia Lin is afraid of pain, he can't bear it at all." Yan Tao, the best friend No. [-], pushed the brown resin glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Zhao Bin can bear it."

"It makes sense, Jia Lin will scream non-stop when stepped on." Su Zhijun, the second best friend, nodded fiercely.

"Go away, go away, don't hinder me from cleaning." Zhao Bin was so disgusted that he kicked his legs, but he couldn't get rid of Han Jialin who was picking on him like an octopus, so he continued to wipe his blackboard with his head up.

Today it was his turn and the math class representative Chen Ming was on duty. Chen Ming was still working on the papers. After all, he had just finished school, so there was no need to worry.

"Binbin, you can't just ignore death..." Han Jialin pursed his lips, full of grievances.

"Save you, I'm going to die." Zhao Bin said, "Brother, it's not that I don't show loyalty. Today, your mother personally picked you up to go to the cram school. Unless the earth is destroyed now or you are sent to humane destruction, otherwise you are not May have escaped this disaster."

"Bah, you were destroyed by humanity!" Han Jialin threw off Zhao Bin's thigh and stood up, "I know you today..."

"What time do you see?" Zhao Bin pointed to the electronic clock above the blackboard, which displayed the date, time and indoor temperature.

"Oh," Han Jialin screamed. It was already [-]:[-], and his mother had ordered him to wait at the school gate at [-]:[-] on time.

"Don't struggle." Zhao Bin said with a smile, "You also know what will happen if you are late."

"Hmph." Although Han Jialin was very reluctant, he quickly picked up his schoolbag and rushed out. Coincidentally, Fang Shuyao just passed by the door of the fourth class.

He was still holding a can of Nescafé coffee in his hand, and the two collided like sparks hitting the earth. Han Jialin crushed Fang Shuyao, and both fell down in the corridor.

"It hurts!" Han Jialin yelled, his knees were on the ground, and his elbows were also on the ground, "Who doesn't have eyes when walking... eh?"

Fang Shuyao lay on the ground, staring at Han Jialin with bright eyes.

Han Jialin stopped scolding, and stared at Fang Shuyao. The can of instant coffee was overturned, and the coffee that flowed out had a sweet smell. I don't know if it was too fragrant. Han Jialin felt that he was in a daze.

"This guy's eyelashes are really long... like a girl." Han Jialin just stared blankly at Fang Shuyao's eyelashes, and even wanted to reach out and touch them.

Fang Shuyao's face was expressionless, or the "surprised" look had already subsided, and he stretched out his hand to push Han Jialin's shoulder, and said in a cold voice: "Get up."

"Hey, don't make noise." Han Jialin said, raised his hand in a strange way to touch Fang Shuyao's eyelashes, it will feel soft... But——

"Woo!" The lower abdomen was hit by Fang Shuyao's suddenly raised knee. When Han Jialin stepped back holding his belly, Fang Shuyao's female fans also surrounded him.

"Shuyao, why did you fall down? Does it hurt?"

"Oh, the uniforms are all dirty."

"It's okay, I just got a little coffee on my sleeve." Fang Shuyao smiled and got up from the ground.

"No, it's again..." The girl looked at Han Jialin who was still squatting on the ground, grinning in pain.

"I bumped into him accidentally, Han Jialin, are you okay?" Fang Shuyao changed his cold attitude just now, and stretched out his hand gently, "I'll pull you up."

Han Jialin frowned, ignored Fang Shuyao's hand, and stood up by himself.

"Han Jialin, what are you doing?" Zhao Bin came out, and when he saw the puddle of coffee at the door of the classroom, he knew he was going to mop the floor again.

"Ah~~ Binbin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Han Jialin laughed and clasped his hands together, "I have to go, I'll treat you to something to eat tomorrow."

"You bastard!" Zhao Bin looked at Han Jialin slipping away quickly, really angry but helpless.

"Let me clean it up." Fang Shuyao said to Zhao Bin, "It's all because of my carelessness..."

"No, no, this is the gate of our class, and I am on duty today," Zhao Bin said with a smile immediately, "Go and do your work, the first class is not over yet."

"Well, I'm going to trouble you." Fang Shuyao smiled slightly, he was really a prince-like character, exuding gentle and shining light from head to toe, and then he left surrounded by girls.

"Zhao Bin, you didn't see it just now." It was Su Zhijun who spoke, with a look of lingering fear, "Jia Lin jumped at Fang Shuyao like a fool, I was really shocked!"

"Really?" Zhao Bin couldn't help scratching his head and said, "Then Fang Shuyao must have been scared, alas, I hope he won't be offended, Han Jialin is always so reckless..."

"No, you misunderstood me. I was sweating for Jialin." Su Zhijun said solemnly, "You don't know, Fang Shuyao once went to the judo gym opened by my father. Once I went to practice I met him once in a while, isn’t this guy very cute? There was a very strong college student who wanted to jump over him from behind to tease him. I didn’t see how Fang Shuyao did it. The reaction speed is really awesome, and the college student was thrown to the ground, not to mention how cool it is."

"What? Fang Shuyao will fall over his shoulder? Have you read the wrong person?"

"How could it be, by the way, he was only in the first year of high school at that time."

"What?!" Zhao Bin's eyeballs were about to pop out.

"But maybe it's for study, he came once or twice and then stopped." Su Zhijun said, "So I wanted to catch Jialin just now, but I didn't expect Fang Shuyao to be thrown down by him abruptly .Probably because he studied too hard, people have become dull."

"Maybe, but how good is this guy and how does he do it? I didn't expect him to be good at judo."

"This is the so-called genius." Su Zhijun was also full of admiration, "No ordinary person like me can match it."

"Okay, you can go home too, there are a lot of papers today." Zhao Bin reminded.

"Well, then I'm leaving." Su Zhijun waved his hand.

One after another, the students in the classroom have almost left, but the whole classroom does not feel empty, probably because the desks are full of books, and there is always a feeling of fullness.

After Zhao Bin wiped the blackboard, threw the draft paper on the podium into the trash can, tidied up the chalk box, and cleaned the coffee stains at the door of the classroom, Chen Ming packed up the papers, stood up and started sweeping the floor.

The classroom is very quiet, only the sound of brushing the broom can be heard, Zhao Bin said with a smile: "I didn't expect you and me to be on duty today..."

Chen Ming was still sweeping the floor, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Bin's words, and he had already swept to the fourth row. It seemed that he would sweep the entire classroom soon. Seeing that Chen Ming didn't want to talk to him, he just wanted to finish the sweeping quickly At work, Zhao Bin had no choice but to stick out his tongue and start cleaning the trash can.

"Zhao Bin." Suddenly, Chen Ming called out from behind the classroom.

"Huh?" Zhao Bin was clearing the contents of the trash can into trash bags, and he looked up at Chen Ming.

"Do you know?" Chen Ming said seriously, "You are an eyesore."

"Ah?" Zhao Bin was stunned. Although he knew that he was not welcomed by Chen Ming, Zhao Bin still received such a shock in his heart when he said that to his face...

"You clean it, I'm going back." After Chen Ming finished speaking, he really put away his schoolbag and left the classroom without looking back.

Zhao Bin stood there in a daze for a long time before saying, "What are you doing... If you want to be lazy, just say so, but you still say I'm an eyesore!"

Zhao Bin couldn't help complaining, walked over and wanted to continue sweeping the floor, but found that Chen Ming had already cleaned everything, and he had nothing to do, so he closed the classroom window, took two bags full of garbage, and went to the school's garbage recycling station throw away.

As expected, Class [-] and Class [-] went directly to self-study at night, and the key classes were indeed given different "favorable" treatment.

Zhao Bin left the teaching building, and when passing by the school's playground, the sunset shrouded the playground with orange light, and there was a kind of hazy beauty. Several students were playing football and looking at the beautiful playground, Zhao Bin suddenly thought, Gao The entrance ceremony for the first grade was held on this big playground. It was really hot that day, and the whole playground was so bright that it was so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Three years have passed in this flash. Zhao Bin felt that he was about to graduate and leave this school before he had done anything. He couldn't help feeling that time flies like an arrow. Holding the steamed buns, he said to Han Jialin, "I'm going to study here for three years!"

The tone was as if he wanted to spend the old days in Mingguang High School, but in fact, three years was not as long as imagined, on the contrary, it passed so quickly that it made people feel a little bit reluctant...

"Hey, what's wrong with me?" His nose was sour, Zhao Bin quickly took a deep breath, how could a playground under the setting sun provoke him to be so sentimental, and his imagination would run wild, if someone saw him crying looking at the playground So embarrassing.

Zhao Bin couldn't help shaking his head with a smile, and walked towards the garbage collection station. It was a small brick bungalow near the north gate (back gate) of the school, and it was cleaned very cleanly.

The room was filled with waste paper collected by the cleaners, and there were two rows of trash cans outside. Zhao Bin poured the garbage into the recyclable trash can and closed the lid.

He glanced outside, maybe it was his sixth sense or the corner of his eye caught the touch of silver, that's why he looked in that direction.

Outside the garbage station is the school's carved wrought-iron fence, and a super cool sports car is parked outside the fence. Its elegant streamlined body and outstanding color simply blinded Zhao Bin's eyes.

"Wow, Porsche..." Zhao Bin walked to the edge of the fence and stared at the car in amazement.

To be honest, he doesn't know as much about cars as Han Jialin, but Porsche can still be recognized at a glance.In addition, Mingguang High School has a lot of rich three generations, so there are too many luxury cars to take students to and from school. For example, the Rolls-Royce Phantom imported from the United States is used to send Fang Shuyao to school. Fang Shuyao’s family also has a driver, but this Porsche Zhao Bin has never I've seen it near the school, no, to be precise, I've never seen it even on the street, maybe it's a limited edition?This is the only one in China.

But why is this car parked here?There is no Porsche 4S store near the school, and there are no gas stations or car washes. Zhao Bin thought, his head involuntarily poking out of the cast iron railing. There is no way, this car is so handsome, it makes people want to take a closer look. .

If Han Jialin saw it, his reaction would probably be more exaggerated than his, and he would be jumping around in excitement.

At this moment, the car door clicked open, and Zhao Bin realized that there were people sitting in the car. He immediately wanted to retract his head, but—"It hurts!"

The back of my ear was rubbed hard by the railing, and, what's worse... my head seemed to be stuck...

Just as he was blushing and lowering his head, trying to get out of his head at a different angle, he heard someone shouting in front of him: "Baitang."

"what?"

Zhao Bin raised his head, his heart was pounding like a drum, his mouth was also open, but he couldn't speak, just looked at that person stupidly...

An Jiyu held the car door with one hand, without a hat or sunglasses to cover it up, looked at Zhao Bin with a smile on his face, and said a very handsome hello: "It really is you!"