Su Yao runs back to the gate and takes the dish from Liu Ying. She wants to go back to her bedroom to have a look.

"What's the matter?" Noticing her abnormality, Liu Ying changed her shoes and walked around her to her bedroom: "Yuanyuan, how absent-minded?"

"Ma!" Su Qingyuan broke out in a cold sweat: "that..."

Liu Ying reaches for her hand and opens the door of her bedroom.

"Round." She looked in and went into her bedroom: "why don't you close the window? It's a lot of dirt. "

Liu Ying reached out and closed the window for her

Su Qingyuan put the vegetables away and ran to have a look.

The man disappeared, and there was no one in the wall. I think he jumped the window and left over the wall.

She pouted her mouth, feeling a little embarrassed - after all, she had to invite people in, but she didn't eat well, and she jumped out of the window.

Liu Ying didn't care. She went back to the living room and said, "Mom bought you ribs and stewed them in the evening."

Su Qingyuan more guilty, bowed his head and said: "I will study hard."

She picked up the rest of the cake plates and went back to her bedroom. Her mobile phone rang and wechat sent her. When she turns on her mobile phone, the sender is "Liu Junning":

[in the future, no one is allowed to enter the door when she is alone at home. 】

Su Qingyuan was a little surprised - when did she add his?

At this time, there are two more:

[no one but me. 】If you don't want to, don't let me in. 】

Su Qingyuan held his mobile phone and didn't know how to reply.

After a while, there was a short voice message.

"Su Qingyuan, do you hear me, eh?"

The voice is low and deep, magnetic and pleasant.

She blushed and said, "I know.".

After more than five minutes, he said, "come to the balcony. 】

Su Qingyuan: [how? 】

Lu Liao: [I'll ride away and see you again. 】

just ride away and see what she does

Su Qingyuan felt embarrassed when he looked at this. She struggled for more than ten hours, thinking that the man should have left by bike, and then walked slowly to the balcony.

But at sunset, the man was riding on a motorcycle with a pure black helmet in his hand. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he was still waiting for her.

Su Qingyuan pursed her lips and waved to him.

The man started to smile, but he didn't get entangled. He put on his helmet, and the car turned its head and left.

Lu Liao went straight back to the store.

In the hall of the refitting shop, the monkey was on the phone. Seeing Lu Liao coming, he hung up the phone and welcomed him: "brother, I'll send you a wechat. Do you see? Why didn't you come back? "

"The number has changed." Lu Liao unlocked his mobile phone and threw it to him: "add the new number yourself."

The monkey said, "ah? What's the change for? Did you change your cell phone number? Do you want to use the old one in the future? "

Lu Liao took off his coat and threw it aside

"Looking for you is a matter of the Eighth National Games. The host over there called and said, "the monkey's voice suddenly stopped. After a while, he began to laugh: "lying trough, Liu Junning."

He pointed to his mobile phone: "brother, who is Liu Junning, ha ha ha?"

While the monkey was laughing, he looked at Lu Liao. But immediately, he was killed by Lu Liao's eyes, and his smile froze on his face.

Monkey brain is not stupid, soon want to understand: "that Brother, does my sister-in-law think your name is Liu Junning? "

Lu Liao glanced at him: "where is so much nonsense?"

Monkey quickly added wechat: "well, in the afternoon, the host of the Eighth National Games called and said that the time for the basketball finals has been determined. When the first middle school is doing experiments, my sister-in-law should also go, and there are cheerleading programs. Shall we go? "

Lu Liaoyang raised his chin: "go."

"But It was your birthday The monkey scratched his head and was a little puzzled: "it's not agreed that we should take brother Qiu and call brothers to get together? The private rooms were all reserved half a year ago. "

Lu Liao stood up and found some guys ready to adjust his car: "if you want to get together, I'll go to the Eighth National Games."

"No, you are the protagonist. What am I gathering for?" The monkey followed him: "then I'll leave the private room and go to the sports meeting with you. It's so glorious and meaningful to volunteer."

Lu Liao was so engrossed in playing with the car that he didn't speak any more.

The basketball final of the Eighth National Games was put on Friday at 6:00 p.m., and the players of both sides arrived at 5:00 p.m., warming up.

For the opening dance of the basketball final, the organizer asked a girl from the dance academy to dance. At five o'clock, yizhonghe experimental middle school had just finished school, and the cheerleaders were not in a hurry. On the left side of the gymnasium is a school, a basket is doing preparatory activities, and on the right is the rehearsal of the dance academy.Lu Liao, dressed as a volunteer, sat in the first row of the stands, with a lazy look, watching the group of senior high school students playing.

Yizhonghe experimental middle school is a good school. Boys study hard, so the training of school team is less, and the hit rate is not ideal.

With a small whistle in his mouth, Fan Bo let the players of No.1 middle school line up and shoot from the free throw line one by one. In addition to Wang Zheng's ten for ten, the others are eight for ten, and even worse, there are six for ten.

The monkey sneered: "what's the matter? The school team of No.1 middle school is not so good. I think it's tough to win today. "

Lu Liao is still languid. Before Su Qingyuan arrived, he was not interested in anything.

The monkey looked at him, narrowed his small eyes, immersed in the memory: "remember when we went to school? Together, we didn't lose. Especially you, the ball to the hand, that with a long eye, to drill into the net. It's a pity. I haven't touched the ball for a long time

At this time, the deputy director of the next sports bureau pointed to them: "what are the volunteers doing? Why don't you hurry down and pick up the ball? "

Monkey listen to words, immediately ran, stand up to scold.

When the district chief saw it, he went up and gave it to the deputy director of the Sports Bureau: "take care of your own soldiers. What do you do with others? Do you know who they are? "

The monkey is still angry and wants to argue with them. Lu Liao reached out and pulled him back: "pick up the ball."

The monkey immediately began to cry: "what? What a ball to pick up? "

Lu Liao stands up, kicks his long legs, jumps directly from the stand, bends down, grabs a basketball with one hand, throws it into the big ball box in the distance.

The team leader of the experimental middle school saw it and pulled the center next to it: "did you see the one who picked up the ball? It's almost a half court away. I threw the ball in from there

The center glanced at him and said, "did it happen to happen?"

Lu Liao didn't hear them. He bent down to pick up two balls and threw them in.

The monkey whistled, "bull!"

At the beginning of the competition, the girls from the dance academy ran to the center of the venue dressed in exposed clothes, and all the exercises were difficult movements such as kicking and throwing. The whole audience was excited because of these girls, and the monkey's eyes were straight. He pulled Lu Liao, said: "brother, or dance academy will play, later have to do two more unlock posture."

For a long time, Lu Liao didn't respond to him.

After dancing in the dance academy, the monkey turns around and finds that Lu Liao stares straight at Su Qingyuan, the leader of the dance team. They are still wearing school uniforms. They come in quickly from the sidelines and take a detour to the backstage to change into cheerleading clothes.

The monkey can't help feeling in his heart, and it's not strange that Lu Liao is trapped. The little sister-in-law is really pure and beautiful. When she didn't come, the group at the Dance Academy at the bottom looked like immortals one by one. But after seeing her and seeing the immortals again, it seems that they have become vulgar.

At the end of the first quarter, he lost a 12-18. The monkey tut tut tongue: "my brother also told me to brag that their school must win. You see, it's not blood abuse. "

When the whistle blew, the two basketball teams came off the court, and the cheerleaders of No.1 Middle School ran up. Each girl was wearing the same top as their school basketball team uniform, with a short skirt underneath and a corresponding number on the back.

Su Qingyuan's number is No.1, the same as Fan Bo's.

She stood at the top of the pyramid, the most forward position. Holding a red ball in both hands, she held her head high and raised the ball over her head to signal the beginning of the music. Those round eyes are bright, as if they contain starlight.

Burning and dry music sounded, the big screen gave her a close-up, even long eyelashes, shallow pear vortex can see clearly.

Her hands and feet are straight, every movement is so in place, like a butterfly dancing among flowers.

For the first time, Lu Liao was confident, serious and radiant. He didn't even know when she worked hard and hard to practice this kind of dance.

The movements of the girls are not as difficult as those of the dance academy, but they are very neat. The whole team is full of fresh and sweet scholarly atmosphere.

There were waves of cheers on the scene. For example, when I saw the goal of experimental middle school, I was still enthusiastic.

Behind him, someone was saying:

"this is what students should look like."

"Look at the leader, it must be the school flower."

"It's a bit of a society to see the dance academy."

At the end of the music, she stepped out of the formation and raised the colored ball again. Her voice was sweet, warm and loud: "no one is afraid in the first middle school, and she pursues the dream to raise her prestige!"

The boys in No.1 middle school stood drinking water at the edge of the court. Seeing Su Qingyuan cheer them up, they all turned red, and immediately looked like chicken blood.

Fan Bo led the team and was the first to go to the basketball court: "come back in the second quarter!"

The five boys cried out, "good!"

With the cheerleading team, the momentum of No.1 middle school is different. Every time he took the ball in the experimental middle school, Su Qingyuan took the clapping props, while playing the beat, leading the cheerleading team and the basketball team substitutes to shout: "defense! defense! DefendIt's like riveting.

High voice, Wang Zheng high jump, a block the ball right back.

Not far behind Su Qingyuan, the monkey drooped a little bit: "little sister-in-law knows how to refuel their school. How can she work so hard?"

Seeing Lu Liao's cold eyes, the monkey sighed.

I know it must be this kind of scene. What else do you want to do? It's better to find some brothers to go out without getting drunk, without seeing, without bothering.

After a while, the monkey plucked up his courage and said, "brother, today is my birthday. Let's go to the bar? After the basketball finals, there will be table tennis and badminton finals. It is estimated that it will be midnight. "

As soon as the monkey's voice fell, Su Qingyuan suddenly turned back and looked at Lu Liao's audience three rows apart.

Just for a moment, her attention was pulled back by the girl next to her.

"Ah, ah, Fan Bo scored, a three-point goal!"

"What a fan Bo

Lu Liao snorted: "fear hardship, you go first."

Lu Liao hasn't seen her for nearly a week.

He missed her a lot.

Before he knew her, he always felt that life passed very quickly. Maybe it will take a week to refit a car, prepare for a race, or even finish a small range of paint.

But it was less than a week since he sent her the magazine last time, but he thought it was longer than half a century.

The senior citizen's daily is a weekly, and the mathematical mystery is a semi monthly. He even wanted to ask her why she didn't decide the daily or morning paper?

He leaned lazily back against his back.

The monkey quickly waved his hand: "that's OK. I'll go with you. It's your birthday. I'll stay with you till midnight. "

He deliberately amplified his voice and said that he wanted Su Qingyuan to hear it.

Brother, I can only help you here!

In the second quarter of the basketball final, the players of No.1 Middle School swept away the weakness of the first quarter, and they have completely entered the state. It can be said that they are as powerful as tigers.

Plus cheerleading team in the rear organization refueling, momentum is better than the experimental middle school a lot.

In the experimental middle school, the substitute of the basketball team, who is responsible for shouting slogans, is a boy. Just now, when Su Qingyuan was doing cheerleading on the court, he was staring at her all the time, trying to find a chance to chat up Su Qingyuan and ask for a mobile phone number.

At this moment, I saw that the score was surpassed by one middle school, and I didn't have the heart to organize cheers. It's not enough for a pair of eyes to stare at Su Qingyuan.

By the end of the second quarter, No.1 middle school had scored 28:26.

At half-time, the dance academy came up to dance again, and Su Qingyuan followed the basketball manager to distribute water and towels to the players.

Fan Bo opened the water, flushed the sweat on Wang Zheng's head, drank half of the bottle, dried his hands with a towel, and raised his arms towards Su Qingyuan: "have a high five."

Su Qingyuan clapped his high five with a smile.

When several basketball players saw this, they all clamored up to give her high fives: "Su Mei can't be partial. She can't only follow fan team high

five."

"I want a middle five."

"Every one of us has to think of a special high five way to let Su Mei write it down one by one."

Her small hands are white and soft, so people can't help but want to touch them, even in the form of high fives. The seven boys who had been on the stage lined up in a neat line and all spread out their hands waiting for her to clap their hands.

Su Qingyuan Nuo mouth, Jiaochou way: "just over two points on the ecstasy? Be careful, joy brings sorrow. No matter how hard it is for me, I'll quit this cheerleader. Whoever likes high fives will do it. "

Before the words were heard, Lu Liao jumped down from the audience stand and reached out to clap high five with the children in No.1 middle school one by one. He dealt with those machines every day, and his hand was very strong, which made the palms of the seven little boys all red.

"Oh, Hello!" The one who took the lead in coaxing was painfully photographed and cried out.

Lu Liao lowered his head and took a few bottles of sports drinks, one by one into their arms: "drinking water can't block their mouths."

"Hello, who are you?" One of the substitutes stood up and said, "our fan team clapped high five with Su Mei. What are you doing here?"

The substitute also took part in the square array at the opening ceremony, but he didn't go to dinner with everyone at night, so he didn't meet Qi Haoran's beating, so he didn't see Lu Liao.

He is not usually a person who likes to stand out. But today I watched the first half of the match between No.1 middle school and the experiment. It was so hot-blooded that I didn't think much about why Fan Bo didn't speak to Wang Zheng, so I stood up first.

Lu Liao turned around and gave him a cold look. Then he raised his finger to the sign of "volunteer for the Eighth National Games" on his chest and said in a gloomy way: "the top students in No.1 middle school don't know what this word is?"

Although the players of No.1 Middle School's basketball team are not very skilled, they still have some size and stand out from the crowd. But standing in front of Lu Liao, he was still half short."Just volunteers..." The substitute's pride was half extinguished, but he was still complaining.

Fanbo came over, patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to shut up. Then he said to Lu Liao, "no one in No.6 middle school has stopped making trouble recently. Thank you for what happened that night. I haven't given you my thanks yet... "

Lu liaowei picks the corner of his mouth, but his radian is sharp: "no need."

Fan Bo was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he felt that this man had some chivalrous spirit of "taking out a knife to help when the road is rough". Although the drag, but not boring.

At this time, the referee blew the whistle in the distance, and van bogh dropped the towel and brought several players back on the court.

Su Qingyuan put the water they had drunk together and put the towels in the order of their personal numbers. After finishing these tasks, he stood up, got close to Lu Liao and whispered "thank you.".

The voice is small, just said drowned in the cheers of the whole audience.

But Lu Liao heard it, enough.

The ice in his eyes finally melted.

The monkey sat in the audience, took out his mobile phone, and quickly took a group photo of them - although they were just two backs, they seemed to match.

Tut Tut, it's not easy.

The third quarter and the fourth quarter, two teams you come and I go, in a sticky state. Lu Liao, dressed as a volunteer, couldn't show up on the sidelines, so he had to sit back with the monkey.

The monkey took out his cell phone and showed him the picture he had just taken.

The stalemate between the two teams lasted until the last five minutes of the fourth quarter.

Monkey was also a basketball fan when he was at school. Looking at the situation below, he was very anxious: "Oh, do these children only play half court football at ordinary times? Their physical strength obviously can't keep up, and they just rely on their mind."

Lu Liao didn't speak. He looked faintly at the edge of the court and was addicted.

Su Qingyuan is more anxious than those players on the field. He is holding his skirt and looks nervous. He can jump up in place with a little change in score.

There was something unspeakable in his heart, and he thought she was really cute.

"Look! There are many small movements on both sides' hands. They can't run any more. They start to pull people with their hands. You see, in this minute, the referee has whistled several times Monkey tut tut tongue, eyes follow Wang Zheng to the free throw line, mood has been completely trapped in the game.

Wang Zheng stands on the free throw line. His hands are just like lead. It's easy for him to score the free throw, but now he can't find the right goal at all. Sweat is dripping into his eyes.

I missed both penalties.

The monkey patted his thigh: "what the hell is that?"

There are still ten seconds left in the game, which is the last attack opportunity in No.1 middle school. The two teams are 46-46 draw. If you don't score this time, you'll have to play overtime. If you are broken by the experimental middle school and make a fast break, you will lose in the first middle school.

Time is too tight, Fan Bo dribbled from the outside, did not intend to pass outside, a person cut into the inside, one handed ball ready to lay up.

At this time, the guard of experimental middle school didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and slapped him on the arm. It doesn't matter. The elbow passed and hit him in the eye.

Fortunately, the ball entered, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game, a 48-46 win over the experimental middle school.

At the moment when Fan Bo took off and landed, the blood in his eyes also flowed down and dropped to the ground.

The off-site medical staff immediately re entered the room to give Fan Bo emergency treatment. Su Qingyuan and the teacher in charge of the team also quickly follow up.

Fan Bo's wound shed a lot of blood, the whole right eye is red, looking particularly frightening. Within two minutes, two volunteers came up with a stretcher and carried it directly to Fan Bo. Su Qingyuan also ran out beside the stretcher.

Lu Liao just watched her disappear at the exit without taking a coat.

At the end of the basketball match, when the two teams were finishing up, the children of the fifth kindergarten of the district came up with a basketball to perform the pattern racket.

At the end of the program, the host went to the podium to announce the result of the competition. The remaining members of the two teams lined up to shake hands and stood on the podium of the champion and runner up.

"Although there were some small accidents in the process of the competition, the students of No.1 Middle School in the city still beat the experimental middle school with excellent results and won the champion of the high school group in the Eighth National Basketball Games of the district. Let's congratulate them and the president of the District Basketball Association will present them with trophies and prizes. At the same time, let's also congratulate the City Experimental Middle School for bringing us such a wonderful competition. Let's invite the vice president of the District Basketball Association to present them with the runner up trophy. "

Instead of receiving the prize, Wang Zheng grabbed it onto the stage, picked up the cup at one stroke, and didn't even say thank you.

The monkey pulled Lu Liao's arm: "boss, you see, the champion just gave a Nike basketball. It's really boring. I thought I'd get a Spalding NBA stunt or something. The district is too poor. "

Lu Liao didn't speak, and his expression was not right.

Monkey patted his leg: "brother, don't worry, little sister-in-law will be back soon."However, until the end of the basketball game, the Eighth National Games to carry out table tennis, badminton finals, Su Qingyuan still did not come back.

Fan Bo and the teachers who led the team also disappeared.

On the field, half an hour before the Pingyu final, the audience left to go to the toilet one after another, and the leaders went backstage to have lunch, leaving the director of the Sports Bureau in charge.

All the volunteers came into the field and began to clean the field with brooms and mops. There are people picking up balls, collecting empty bottles and towels, and putting table tennis and badminton nets inside.

Lu Liao went off the court and picked up the ball at will.

The place where he stood was very close to the entrance and exit, but after more than 20 minutes, all the children of No.1 middle school left after receiving the prize, and they still didn't see Su Qingyuan back.

Monkey heart also a little drum: "should not ah, she should have heard me say today is your birthday, why not come back? Did the boy named fan hurt so badly? Is that all I'm doing? "

Before the voice fell, the leader of No.1 middle school came in from the outside, ran to the host, and whispered: "our student is OK, but the eye socket is injured, the blood has stopped, and it doesn't affect the eyes. We'll be responsible for the explanation from his parents. It's very troublesome for you. "

Lu Liao listened silently.

The teachers are back. Why doesn't she come back?

He bent down to grab a ball, straightened up impatiently and shot with one hand.

With a thump, the ball bounced into the basket, making a loud noise.

The director of the Sports Bureau looked over.

He just saw that he was not pleased with the monkey. Due to the talk of the district head, he failed to attack. Now there is no one on the rostrum. He is the biggest official. He picked up the horn and yelled, "what are the volunteers doing? I don't know where the ball is still playing? Do you have a sense of responsibility? I've never touched basketball in my life, have I? "

Lu Liao was already angry. After hearing this, he kicked his foot on the basket beside him. His eyes were cruel.

The basket fell, and the five balls that the monkey had just picked up fell out again.

The director of sports almost didn't die of anger on the rostrum.

"Come on, brother, don't tell him the same thing." Monkey righted the basket and put it at his feet: "come on, I'll buy you a drink. I'll call brother Qiu and call him out."

"Well." Lu Liao answered with a low voice, and just turned around, a tiny figure bumped into his sight.

The author has something to say: in front of Lu Liao, the seven little kids of the basketball team are like seven dwarfs