Chapter 40

"0901, why do I think the protagonists in these worlds are very familiar?"

0901 voice in my heart.

"Mr. Xu, did you add your own emotional factors in your creation, or did you have a so-called creative prototype?"

0901's rhetorical question made Xu Qichen fall into meditation.

That's right.

My obsession is too deep.

"Well, we have class. From this class, I will take your probability theory and mathematical statistics."

The voice of the Mediterranean brings Xu Qichen back to reality. He takes out his textbook and pen from his schoolbag. When he looks up, he just looks in the eyes of the Mediterranean. The other person has a look of "you're a good boy." he takes out the roster and calls his name first to make sure that no one is absent before he begins to lecture.

To be honest, Xu Qichen has been listening very carefully, but the Mediterranean class is really mediocre and boring. It is clearly a branch of mathematics, and he even uses PPT to slide through it page by page.

At least it should be on the blackboard

For Xu Qichen, a liberal arts student who wants to learn well but really can't understand, it's really a kind of torture.

In a big class, Xu Qichen's back is straight, and his attention is all on the platform, for fear that he will be sleepy as soon as he relaxes.

Finally, the bell rang, Mediterranean continued: "take up five minutes of your time, finish this problem, we'll finish class."

The following students dare to be angry and dare not speak. They were all going to stand up. After listening to this, they sat down again.

Remembering that Mu Yao didn't say a word in the whole class, Xu Qichen turned while he was looking down at the textbook. He saw that he was lying on the table and sleeping with his arm on his back.

Next to the male students opening: "he slept a class, fortunately, the Mediterranean did not care."

"I'll do it several times after I go back. Maybe I'll do it in the mid-term exam. Do you know?"

The students feebly replied: "knowledge - Tao - you."

"Class is over."

The classroom was rejuvenated.

"Weekend! Finally got through the week

"Go and eat. I'm hungry."

"Remember to pick up the express later."

"Go back to the dormitory first ~"

Xu Qichen turns around and looks at Mu Yao who is still not awake. He leans his face and pillows his right arm. His black hair is dyed into a gentle tone by the sun.

Mu Yao is still sleeping, as if he can't hear the noise around him.

Shouldn't dogs have sensitive ears?

How did the ears come out.

Xu Qichen stretched out his hand and wanted to take a closer look at his hair. Thinking of this, Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing.

I feel more and more naive.

But before his finger touched his hair, he was caught by his other hand.

Wake up?

"Senior." Mu Yao half narrowed his eyes and sat up, his hand still holding him tightly, as if he had grasped some important criminal evidence, "what do you want to do?"

Xu Qichen pretended that nothing happened and looked into Mu Yao's eyes: "I didn't want to do anything."

The hand caught, hot.

There are only two of them left in the classroom.

"If you like ears so much, I can change them now and bring you a lot of puppies by the way. What do you think?"

Xu Qichen finally couldn't hold on, shook his head, and suddenly thought of something, "why didn't you get a puppy yesterday?"

Mu Yao's expression, which made Xu Qichen see something strange, "so you can control it, right? Don't you attract them every time? "

Mu Yao changed the topic with a smile: "class is over, right? Let's go to dinner."

Xu Qichen did not give up, "you did it on purpose last time."

"No Mu Yao's voice softened, "eat, eat, I'm so hungry, senior."

I was fooled again.

However.

"How did you wake up suddenly when you were sleeping so soundly just now?"

It was just the right time to wake up, so that he was caught.

Mu Yao took the bag in the drawer, put his hands on Xu Qichen's shoulders and pushed him forward slowly.

"I heard you laugh."

Ah, I was exposed.

Saturday afternoon is the fourth game of the group promotion of the basketball match. When we get to the competition site, we can see Qi Meng and Yu Cang sitting in the front of the audience from a distance.

Qi Meng stands up and shouts at Xu Qichen, who is still in front of the basketball hall.

"Ye Han Xue Chang!"

I was surrounded by people.Xu Qichen came over with a slightly embarrassed smile, "you came so early?"

Qi Meng took a sip of the bagged yoghurt in his hand and took his bag away from his seat. "Senior, you don't know. The popularity of Gouzi is too high. When we close at noon, we start to line up at the door."

Every time he heard Qi Meng calling muyao Gouzi, Xu Qichen wanted to laugh.

"Oh, by the way, I've brought you food." Xu Qichen took out two music button boxes from his backpack, "didn't you say you came at noon? I'm afraid you didn't have much for lunch. "

Qi Meng shook his head happily, took the music button box and opened it, "ah! Sandwich, thank you

Xu Qichen handed the other one to Yu Cang: "Xiao Cang, I cooked cream corn. I can eat it when I watch the ball later."

Yu Cang took the box with both hands. Although he was still a little shaky when he said thank you, his front teeth could not help showing up, and he looked very happy.

"The elder is a man and wife. How cute Qi Meng's cheeks were full, "Oh! Here comes the dog

Xu Qichen took a look and the teams on both sides came into play.

"This time the opponent is said to be very strong. It's from the physics department." Qi Meng ate the last bite of the sandwich and got close to Xu Qichen's ear. "Senior, there are our kind in it."

Xu Qichen frowned and looked at the members of the physics department in dark blue uniforms. One of them, though not tall, looked very angry and dyed yellow hair.

"Is it the 21st?"

Qi Meng whispered, "there's No. 8, too."

Although the size of No. 8 is similar to muyao, it is much stronger than him. It seems that he has 200 Jin.

I feel a little uneasy.

When the coach of the team finished training, several players were warming up. Xu Qichen shouts in the direction of Mu Yao, "Mu Yao."

Although he tried his best to shout, his voice was almost covered by the noise of the whole audience.

Nevertheless, Mu Yao turned around for the first time, laughed at Xu Qichen, and then ran over.

Qi Meng giggled, "what a loyal dog we are."

"Senior," Mu Yao came over and lay on the railing of the audience, "you are coming."

Xu Qichen nodded and felt warm when he saw the hairband on Mu Yao's forehead. However, did the bangs grow too long? Xu Qichen reached for mu Yao's broken hair and said, "don't you block your eyes?"

Mu Yao blew the bangs, "it's a little bit, and I've been sweating today."

Qi Meng beside said: "tie up, or affect the play."

Xu Qichen also agreed.

"Then tie me up, senior." Mu Yao grabs the black hair ring Qi Meng takes out of his bag and puts it into Xu Qichen's hand. He takes off his hair band and shakes his hair.

It's like a dog after a bath dangling drops of water.

"Then..." Xu Qichen grabbed Mu Yao's hair into a small bundle. "I don't know how to tie this."

"It's OK. Just do it without blocking your eyes."

Xu Qichen clumsily circled around for fear that his heavy hand would hurt him.

"All right."

Mu Yao raised his head and showed two lovely tiger teeth. The small clench on his head was like a small apple.

A sudden burst of screams in the audience startled Xu Qichen. Qi Meng's face was speechless: "Gouzi, get to know about disfigurement and fattening."

Mu Yao gave Qi Meng a white look and put his hair band around his wrist. "Thank you, senior."

Chong Xu Qichen stretched out his hand and made a high five gesture.

"I'm going."

Xu Qichen also raised his hand and patted his palm gently.

Just about to leave.

Xu Qichen's five fingers were embedded between his fingers and seized his hand.

Mu Yao turns his head.

Xu Qichen's expression was solemn. "Be careful."

Ah, here we go again.

The urge to kiss him at all costs.

The stiff fingers bent slowly until they touched the back of Xu Qichen's hand and clasped his hand.

A firm grip.

"I know."

Looking at Mu Yao's back, Xu Qichen always felt uneasy.

Side head see Qi Meng is holding a book, bow to draw something.

"What are you drawing?"

Yu Cang answered in a low voice through Qi Meng, "Ben."

"Book?" Xu Qichen frowned, "what book."

"BL Ben "No, No." Before Yu Cang finished, he was covered by Qi Meng.

Xu Qichen is not stupid either, let alone a writer of novels.

It's easy to figure out what's going on.

It's a corrupt girl.No wonder I just said something about attributes.

When the whistle sounded, Mu Yao's hand was long and he got the ball unexpectedly. When he turned around with the ball, he was hit by the other side's No. 8. The ball took off and was snatched by the other side's players.

The strong smell of fire and medicine added to Xu Qichen's uneasiness.

No. 8 is the center of the other side. Technically, he is not much better than Mu Yao, but his weight is a good weapon. When he hit him, his head was dazed for a long time.

"The dog was pinched."

No. 8 and No. 21 are obviously aimed at Mu Yao's attacking style. Once Mu Yao appears in the other side's interior line, he will be watched. As a result, Mu Yao can only be forced to pass the ball to Amin after entering the interior line.

Xu Qichen stares at every move on the field.

Mu Yao, who used to focus on the inside, was so defensive that he could only play outside. After passing the ball to him, he directly stepped back and threw a three-point shot.

All the girls were screaming, but Xu Qichen was suffering.

After the first half, Mu Yao was sweating all over, with his hands on his knees and bent over to breathe heavily. The coach called them together to discuss strategies, perhaps to change tactics.

But now Xu Qichen hopes that they can replace Mu Yao.

Because in the original text, Mu Yao was hurt.

And there was something wrong with No. 8 and No. 21 on the opposite side. They looked calm after half-time.

Even Qi Meng found something wrong. "According to reason, their physical strength should be similar to that of Mu Yao. How could this happen..."

Xu Qichen couldn't help shouting to Mu Yao, "Mu Yao, otherwise you don't play in the second half."

The other side is not playing so simply, the purpose is too obvious.

Mu Yao shook his head, "senior, it's OK. Don't worry."

The second half started with a smile from him.

Before the score is very sticky, in order to break the defense of the other side, Chen Qingyu and Amin also attack in the interior.

After Mu Yao got the ball, he was mostly blocked under the backboard, but his lower limbs were very stable, even when he was standing in a very partial place, he also shot several times in a row and entered the basket smoothly.

"Good solid shooting technique." Even Xiao Cang, who never spoke, could not help sighing.

Gradually, the cooperation of several people is getting better and better. When Mu Yao is defended by No. 8, he dribbles the ball with his left crotch. After catching it with his right hand, he goes around the back and makes a beautiful back pass. With his fingers, he passes his hand to Amin under the basket.

A wonderful layup.

I feel the situation is much better. Under the change of tactics, Mu Yao retreated from the main scoring position, and the defense of the other side did not have the powerful role before, which was much easier than before.

But Xu Qichen always felt that the other side's No. 21 and No. 8 had not really exerted their full strength.

The attack rhythm of the whole court was faster and faster. A Feng got the ball from the outside line and passed it to a Ming with one hand on his shoulder. However, as the main scorer in the second half, a Ming was caught by two players of the other side and couldn't find a suitable shooting point.

Mu Yao gave him a look.

Amin made a fake shot, swung his wrist, and passed the ball to Mu Yao. Mu Yao used the fastest speed to make a three-step layup. Even a strong center like No. 8 could not keep up with the defense.

On the contrary, the 21st jumped up with it, but at such a time point, it could not stop scoring.

As everyone expected, the ball went into the basket.

But the next moment.

Mu Yao fell heavily on the ground and covered his left chest.

21 also fell to the ground because of inertia.

"Foul!"

Xu Qichen suddenly stood up, his heart came a dull pain.

From his point of view, I can't see what happened, but there were voices of opposition in the audience not far away.

"Blue 21 elbowed! I can see it clearly on my side

"Damn, such a dirty way!"

"It's a violent foul..."

Chen Qingyu immediately ran to Mu Yao's side and put him up. No. 21 yellow hair committed a ghost, but he didn't feel guilty. With his face full of provocation and disdain, a Feng came up and wanted to give him a punch, but he was grabbed by the wood.

"Don't do it."

Xu Qichen didn't care what the referee decided or which substitute went up for the free throw. His mind was full of the picture of Mu Yao falling down just now.

Ears full of all kinds of sound, like forced to wear bad contact headphones, harsh and chaotic.

At the moment, he could only hear his own voice.

Repeatedly, calling Mu Yao's name in my heart.

He squeezed out of the crowded audience and ran to Mu Yao, who was moved to the waiting table to have a rest, regardless of the staff's obstruction. Xu Qichen half knelt on the ground and grasped Mu Yao's arm.

But I can't say a word.

Just holding his arm tightly."Ye Han, don't touch him. Let the medical staff come to see him."

Xu Qichen looked at Mu Yao's whole body in a panic. There was no other wound or bleeding. He just covered his chest, frowned tightly, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

It's hard.

Chest pain.

It's not you who are hurt.

Mu Yao's other hand touched the back of Xu Qichen's hand.

With a smile, "I'm ok..."

The medical team flattened Mu Yao and slightly checked: "it should be a unilateral rib fracture." After judging the condition, two medical staff immediately fixed Mu Yao's left forearm obliquely in front of his chest with a triangular towel to protect his injured left chest.

"Hurry to the hospital."

"I'll go," Xu Qichen stood up. "I'll take him."

The medical staff continued, "it's OK to send it to the school hospital. Make sure the upper body is upright."

Xu Qichen holds Mu Yao and walks out of the basketball hall from the side. When they get to the door, Qi Meng and Yu Cang follow them.

"He can't go to an ordinary hospital, senior."

Xu Qichen knew it, but he couldn't think of any other way for a moment.

It's so uncomfortable that I don't even want to look at him.

Yu Cang suddenly said, "I, I know a place. I'll take you there."

Yu Cang said the place is an old community in a private clinic, a total of two floors, looking very old very small appearance.

"I come here often. Don't worry."

At seven o'clock in the evening, on the first floor of the clinic, there is only an old woman who is sitting in front of the TV, watching the popular TV series more than ten years ago.

Yu Cang helped Xu Qichen to help Mu Yao sit down on one side of the empty bed. Then he went to the inner room and whispered: "Doctor Zhang Are you there

A bearded man in a vest came out with a lollipop in his mouth. "It's you little mouse again. What's the matter? Have you eaten your stomach again?"

Yu Cang shook his head and pointed out, "my friend and I are hurt Would you like to see him for me? "

The man glanced at the outside, took off his white coat from the hanger in the inner room, put it on, and came out to see Mu Yao sitting on the bed with painful expression.

"Is this a fall?"

Yu Cang followed Doctor Zhang, "no, he was hit by an elbow."

Dr. Zhang stopped, frowned and asked, "people?"

"No, it's the weasel..."

Doctor Zhang nodded, his eyes fell on Xu Qichen, "there is a man here."

Qi Meng immediately said, "he is our friend."

"I see. I don't understand the principles of making friends for you kids." Doctor Zhang stooped to give Mu Yao an examination, and then took him to the second floor. After a while, he took the film and handed it to Yu Cang. "Two ribs are broken, but it's OK. It's not serious." With that, he took the tape and chest to muyao to fix it.

"Don't exercise in the near future, especially don't press your chest. Don't let go of this bandage if you can." Then he went to the drawer and took out two boxes of medicine, "take this when it hurts badly, and the other box is to prevent infection, two pills a day."

Xu Qichen said, "excuse me, how long can his injury be cured?"

"If it's you, at least three months, as you humans like to say, a hundred days of muscle and bone injury." Doctor Zhang sat down on the chair and touched the scum on his chin, "but this boy is different from you. As long as he doesn't die, he will be fine in ten days and a half months."

The heart that hangs finally fell down, Xu Qichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But there was something he didn't understand, so when Yu Cang met Qi Meng to help Mu Yao out, he asked Dr. Zhang a question alone.

"Is there a big difference in the physical strength of demons?"

Dr. Zhang took a lollipop in his mouth and looked at Xu Qichen. "Of course, according to reason, the boy is very strong, and his physical function is already very powerful in the demon." Said he took out the sugar, "I also wonder, a weasel can hurt him like this, this is not logical ah."

Xu Qichen was silent, said thank you and left the clinic.

When they went back, Xu Qichen and Mu Yao had a car, and the atmosphere was very silent.

After more than ten minutes, Xu Qichen said to the driver, "please turn around and go to Tianyi community."

Mu Yao finally said, "senior, are you angry?"

I'm really angry.

If he had been more tough, no matter how he didn't let Mu Yao continue to play, this would not have happened.

But Xu Qichen, who was thinking like this, just felt more and more self willed.

"No

Mu Yao pulled the corners of his mouth, looking at the silent Xu Qichen, "don't you send me back to school first?"

Xu Qichen still did not speak.

The driver drove into the community where Xu Qichen lived. He opened the door first, paid the driver, and then went to the back seat."From today on, you'll stay with me for a while."

Xu Qichen's voice is very low.

I can't leave you alone.

In this way, he brought Mu Yao back to where he lived.

This kind of feeling is strange, like picking up an injured stray dog to go home.

When I opened the door, I found my roommate locked himself in the room to play games. The sound was loud, and I could still hear it through the door. I thought there was no one at home, so I turned on the stereo.

This gives Xu a sense of security.

He helped Mu Yao to the room and sat down. Xu Qichen kept reflecting on whether he was too cold to him just now.

Because very angry, angry that maliciously hit him, angry that he did not care about what he said.

Even more angry with himself, clearly know the original plot, but still can't make a change.

So many emotions mixed in the chest, turned into a dark cotton, all the concern, tenderness, heartache and pain were blocked in the throat, and could not say a word.

It's just an injury.

But as soon as I saw Mu Yao's painful expression, I couldn't help thinking of the original ending.

I'm scared.

It's so dark.

Xu Qichen moves away and wants to turn on the light, but mu Yao grabs him by the wrist.

"Don't be angry with me."

His voice is also very low, there is a kind of begging for mercy.

"I'm not Has he been punished? "

Mu Yao raises his face and smiles at Xu Qichen.

"Next time, I will be obedient."