Chapter 12

The ground friction in the arena was too harsh, squeaking like a sharp bird call.

Sitting in rows on one side of the floor, the boys in ball uniforms form a beautiful landscape, all of them tilting their slender necks and swinging back and forth to observe the players who are PKing intensely. The warm-up game is being staged, a feast of perspective. They were not allowed to desert, and they all straightened their backs, stared at them, and stared at them madly.

The game is non-stop, and the eyes of the onlookers will not rest. They concentrate more seriously than in class, for fear of missing the slightest detail.

Until a whistle blew, the game came to an end, the ball rolled from Song Yu's hand and threw it to the players who were sitting. They caught it nimbly, sitting on the basketball alone, looking at their heads covered in sweat. Song Yu walked aside.

"Deputy team, water?" Someone asked thoughtfully.

"Don't." Song Yu walked back, prepared water, and drank it.

Because of playing football, Song Yu changed his jersey and shorts. He is worthy of being an athlete. His calf is full of explosive muscles. Song Yu's legs are long, with obvious muscle lines, and there are obvious ravines on both sides of his legs. It is the very difficult line that their PE teacher said.

Several people looked back and watched. After drinking the water, Song Yu found that their eyes were not honest. He wiped the sweat with a towel and said, "Look at your sister."

Ye Qingjian laughed, got up from the ground, came to Song Yu, holding a basketball in his hand, patted and said, "I have a party this afternoon, are you going?"

"No." Song Yu said.

"Don't ask?"

"I have something to do." Song Yuyan explained concisely, he really didn't want to go, and he could see it.

Ye Qingjian said: "Damn it, you haven't talked about friends, why are you so full every day?"

"What does it have to do with talking about friends?" Song Yu said.

"It takes more time to talk about friends," Ye Qingjian said, "Deputy team, do you want to try?"

Song Yu looked up and asked, "Try it?"

"Make a girlfriend to play with and experience it, and you will know what to expect and look forward to every day."

Song Yu took off the towel and threw it on the chair. After exercising, his hair was sweaty, and his face was brightly rosy. Yu looked very erotic, sweat dripping down his slender neck, reminding people of some self-evident scenes.

"So you have a girlfriend?" Song Yu's very sinister gaze reminded people of his face warning others early in the morning, Ye Qingjian pursed his lips, smiled, and even said how could he not.

Song Yu ignored him and stood up to leave.

"Really not going?" Ye Qingjian said from behind.

Song Yu didn't look back, raised his hand and placed it with him, the meaning was clear.

Ye Qingjian hugged the basketball and turned around gloomily. Someone asked him if he had spoken to Song Yu. He reported it truthfully and said, "It's hard to ask for it, forget it, it's up to us."

Ye Qingjian threw the ball out, and it was their turn for daily training.

She should have been in the team today, but Song Yu left the team early and did not go back to class, but changed her clothes and left the school gate.

On the way, talked to Han Chengyu on the phone and asked him if he was in the store. Han Chengyu asked him to come directly. Before Song Yu came, he asked the people in the team to borrow a car and rode over there.

There are a lot of people in Han Chengyu's store. Except for the other three assistants and brothers, the rest are all customers. The store is not spacious. The capital requirements for renting a house that can stretch your legs are too high. Han Chengyu also He is not a child of a big family, an ordinary dropout, but the money for renting this small shop is still raised by a few brothers. It has been less than half a year since it opened, and the business is not bad.

There is a bench at the entrance. The store is so narrow that there is no second room. All the people and things are piled up in this small square room. There is no space for the shelves. There is only one waiting area. A bench for five people, only two leather chairs are placed in the serious working area. These chairs are not newly bought, but moved from Song Yu's house. When Han Chengyu opened this store, he really started from scratch. , gathering all the connections in exchange for such a small house.

When Song Yu entered the door, the chairs in the waiting area were full, both children and adults. Han Chengyu had a comb in his mouth, disposable gloves, and red hair dye. Seeing Song Yu coming, he rushed over. He nodded, and everyone in the room looked towards Song Yu. A woman who had no seat next to him said, "I'm here again. It's too troublesome, so don't do it."

"Sister," the assistant hurriedly explained, "it's alright, you can just wait. He's not here to get his hair done, my friend, he's here to play."

The woman in the fashionable jacket still shook her head and said, "No, there are too many people, it's too slow, I'll do it elsewhere."

What else did the assistant want to say, Han Chengyu took down the comb in his mouth, raised his chin, and signaled the assistant to say something, the assistant reacted, grabbed a bottle of drink and handed it to the lady, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm a little busy today, I'll come back when I have time."

The woman took it, nodded, and went out with a drink.

The assistant greeted the rest of the store, telling them that it was their turn soon, and told them to take it easy.

Song Yu saw this scene, walked over, stood beside Han Chengyu, who was very busy, looked at his skillful technique, and said, "Did I delay your business?"

Han Chengyu smiled and said, "You still know? Be that sister's substitute."

Song Yu helped Han Chengyu and handed things to Han Chengyu, at least he didn't need to use his mouth.

"Should I be training with the team today?" Han Chengyu said, "Isn't it Wednesday? Did I remember it wrong?"

"Well, escape." Song Yu said confidently.

Han Chengyu glanced at him, teasing him that his graduation season had swelled, and if he said he would run away, he would not lead by example as a deputy team.

Song Yu has reason and reason: "What did you do? Dropping out of school to open a barber shop, what a good example?"

Han Chengyu laughed a few times, saying that he wouldn't have time to worry about him, and let him sit for a while until he was done with his work.

Song Yu waited for three or four hours for a long time, until Han Chengyu was idle and handed over the work to his assistant, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you come here?" Han Chengyu threw a bottle of water, no pigment, just a simple bottle of mineral water.

Song Yu didn't unscrew it, put it on the table, pressed it and said, "borrow Liang Qi's car."

"Why didn't he follow?"

"I didn't call him." Song Yu said.

After Han Chengyu drank the big mouthful, he screwed it up and put it on the table. The door opened, and some fresh air came in. The smell of hair dye and ointment was no longer in the room. Han Chengyu took out a pack of cigarettes and pulled out two. It was presented in front of Song Yu, Song Yu picked it up, the two lit up, lying on the high table, Han Chengyu could see that he was a little dull.

"What's the matter?" His voice was quite low and would not disturb the assistants and customers who were talking over there.

Song Yu supported the table with his elbows. He stepped on a high chair and stool, but his long legs could still touch the ground. He bent his legs against the table, raised his face, and puffed out a cigarette. Bai Wu drowned his face, looming and showing even more sadness, but Song Yu seemed to be

easy

said, "Nothing."

Han Chengyu didn't say anything, just glanced at him a few times, then took out his phone with a cigarette in his mouth, found an interface, and put the phone in front of Song Yu, "Look."

Song Yu lowered his head. It was a mobile phone purchase platform with the logo of the flagship store on it. He asked curiously, "You buy?"

Han Chengyu said, "Well, what do you think?"

Song Yu said, "Isn't your phone in good condition?"

Han Chengyu said, "Don't worry about me, this machine is fine, right?"

Song Yu observed it for a while, and it was really good, "You can already buy a high-performance computer at this price, and you have a lot of money now?"

"It's been half a year since it opened. If I can't get the money, I can't justify it. I just heard that the performance of this mobile phone is quite good. You know, I don't have much research on it, and I don't understand it very well."

"It's almost the same, the brand is sold."

"You get what you pay for."

"How do you say it," Song Yu took down the cigarette and said seriously: "Now they are all smart phones, the functions are the same, the slight difference is a little bit in performance, CPU, memory and running speed, you don't buy it Computers, these general machines can also do it. There is no need to ask too much, and it can't be too bad. The biggest difference between brands and non-brands may be after-sales. There is basically no after-sales for non-brands. Half is equivalent to buying multiple after-sales outlets.”

"What do I want it for? I can't just throw it away. I never do any after-sales service. It's troublesome."

"Then buy a market price."

"There's no surprise at the market price," Han Chengyu said, "I want to give it away."

Song Yu reacted, glanced at Han Chengyu, and said, "Then buy this."

"It should feel different from the general machine, right?" Although he wanted to buy a big brand, Han Chengyu still hoped that it would be more practical, and it was best to see the obvious difference.

"Yes, the material is different. You can buy it if you want. What are you struggling with?"

Han Chengyu took back his phone and said, "You think I'm you? Dude, it's not easy for me to make some money. I don't want to be a waste of money."

Song Yu said, "I didn't say it was easy for you to make money."

Just after he finished speaking, a person came in at the door. The person raised his hand to say hello, and Song Yu raised his eyebrows as a response.

"Also?" A boy came in, with a blue nose and a swollen face, "I thought Liang Qi was here when I saw the car."

Han Chengyu asked, "What's the matter?"

There was still an injury on Fu Qing's face, a very obvious one. The bruise had been small for half a month, and it had not disappeared. Song Yu stared at the injury.

I heard that Zhao Yibai beat him.

"It's no big deal. Brother Kai asked me to ask you, the two chairs you ordered last week are ready, when will you want them?"

"So fast?" Han Chengyu was surprised.

"It's pretty fast," said Fu Qing.

"Have you ordered a chair?" Song Yu asked.

Han Chengyu said, "Well, I want to install another mirror stage, but only two are too slow."

"Why didn't you buy it directly?"

"It's cheap and sturdy. I went to see Brother Kai last week. You can't compare the two with your dad's, but they're enough for work."

Song Yu chuckled lightly, rolled the ash, and stepped down from the high stool.

Han Chengyu touched the two swivel chairs in the store and said, "These two are really good, and there's nothing wrong with them. I asked them to do it like this, and I'll show them to you."

"Okay." Song Yu said.

Han Chengyu glanced at his phone, it was almost time, and there was no one else in the store. When it was time to eat, he greeted and said, "It's almost time, the meal is done, Huzi look at the door."

"Okay, you go." Hu Zi was still busy.

Song Yu said, "I'm not going, the car hasn't been returned yet."

"What's the hurry? Ask Liang Qi to come together." Fu Qing said.

"No, I'll come over again when I have time, I'm not in the mood today." Song Yu passed over the two of them without giving them any time to talk. It seemed that he just came to talk to Han Chengyu, and left after speaking.

Fu Qing looked at his back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Chengyu made a small report: "He has been bored with me for a day."

Liang Qi's scooter could not enter the school, Song Yu rode to a stop outside the school and stopped, that is where Liang Qi often parked, he locked the car, swept over the body with his long legs, carried the car keys, and strode back to school with his head held high. .

It was already over from school, but there were not many people at the school gate. He came back late. He met a few classmates on the way and was about to go to dinner. He asked him to come along. When he went, he was really in no mood, so he broke up with his classmates after a few greetings.

Standing in front of the supermarket on campus, Song Yu asked for a pack of cigarettes, then called Liang Qi to return the car keys to him, Liang Qi told him to wait a while, he still did not come out of the arena, Song Yu paid and settled the bill , was about to leave when a familiar voice came from the supermarket.

"Isn't this red?" A man squatted in front of the shelf, kneeling on one knee, his trousers rubbed on the floor, his thick hair draped over his forehead, and the profile of his face was obvious, like a vivid outline drawn by a painter. While rummaging, there is another person standing beside him.

It wasn't Zhao Yibai, it was an unfamiliar face Song Yu didn't know.

He looked back, paid the money, took the fraction that the boss gave him, and walked out of the supermarket.

When Liang Qi came, Song Yu was still there. He was standing at the back of the supermarket, leaning against the wall. In front of him was a secluded open space, full of green plants, and creepers covered the wall in front of him. This open space was originally used for I came here to put bicycles for the students, but they built a supermarket. The supermarket was not as big as expected. The school at the entrance of the alley that was vacated was filled with green plants.

No matter how intense the tobacco is, it is enough for this large green plant to absorb it, right? Song Yu was arrogant.

When Liang Qi saw him, because there was no obstruction, people on the side of the road could see what Song Yu was doing when they turned their heads a little. Liang Qi came over and said, "You're not afraid to smoke here."

Song Yu didn't answer him and handed him the key.

Liang Qi took it and said, "Old place?"

Song Yu hummed.

Liang Qi said, "Just right, I'm going to pick up someone."

Song Yu didn't ask who it was.

Liang Qi added: "The captain asked you today, did you not vent with him when you ran?"

Song Yu exhaled a smoke ring: "Forget it."

Liang Qi gave him a thumbs up, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, it's okay, the coach has rounded it up for you, let's go."

Liang Qi took a few steps and found that Song Yu hadn't followed. He looked back at him with a frown: "Let's go?"

Song Yu glanced down the wall and flicked the soot, "Let's go."

Liang Qi didn't know what he was doing, and she didn't find anything when she followed his line of sight. Because she really had something to do, she couldn't pursue it one by one with him, so she had to leave first.

After Liang Qi left, Song Yu pinched the cigarette, which filled her mind with confusion. After the cigarette was cut off, her mind suddenly became clear.

In fact, he is not very clear. If he is clear, he shouldn't be looking for Cheng Yan. Should he find a suitable reason for himself? As a senior, give him a piece of advice and warning to persuade him not to fall in love early?

Does it make sense? fool.

Listening to the movement at the door of the supermarket, someone was clearing the account with the boss. Not long after, a figure came in under Song Yu's eyes. Cheng Yan didn't notice him because he was talking to the people next to him and walking all the way to the playground.

Song Yu held his trouser pockets with both hands, raised his head, and pressed the back of his head against the wall, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

What should come always comes, it is better to be proactive.

To untie the bell, he has to tie the bell. He is in a bad mood, and Cheng Yan has to take full responsibility.

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