Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1363 Watching the Days of the Giants and Their Brain Disabilities (27)

The life of the provincial team is much more boring than Jin Qing imagined.

I have to participate in various basic training every day, and I can rest two days a month, and stay in the team for the rest of the time.

Fortunately, all kinds of living facilities in the dormitory area are convenient, and there is internet in the dormitory, so it will not make people feel bored.

In order to let Jin Qing integrate into the environment as soon as possible, Zhang He has not allowed Jin Qing to participate in training these days, but personally took this young genius he is optimistic about to various places.

Zhang He has already made up his mind, if Jin Qing can win the gold medal in this year's National Youth Games.

Then he will apply to accompany Jin Qing to enter the national team as Jin Qing's coach.

Thinking of the bright future, Zhang He's heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

But now, his bright future may have encountered a little resistance, so he grabbed the notebook in his hand and looked at Jin Qing solemnly: "You have to gain weight." Such a light weight will really suffer in the future.

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Zhang He sideways: "How much do you want me to have!"

Zhang He struggled for a while, thinking of the shortcomings in weightlifting in the future, and subconsciously said: "62KG!" This weight is just enough to participate in competitions above 63KG.

However, looking at Jin Qing's thin and thin body, Zhang He was a little hesitant, he wouldn't become an asshole.

Jin Qing didn't know that Zhang He had already broken her heart about her weight, and her attention was all on the weight gain that Zhang He just said.

I saw Jin Qing took a deep breath, forcing the aura in his body to his feet, and watched the number on the weighing scale under Jin Qing's feet continue to climb.

Zhang He's eyes widened in astonishment: What's going on!
Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at Zhang He sideways: "Is it heavy enough?" If it is not enough, you can add more.

With a bang, Zhang He smashed the display screen of the scale with the iron clip in his hand.

Afterwards, Zhang He looked blankly at the gazes already cast on him: "My hand slipped!" It probably didn't attract the attention of others.

Looking at Jin Qing's expression of Baojun's satisfied virtue, Zhang He felt blocked in his heart. There must be a secret in this brat.

But for his own bright future, Zhang He felt that he could bear anything.

While Zhang He was struggling with Jin Qing, Zhao Xin was playing mahjong under the service of several people.

Zhao Xin's hand was injured, and Huang Mao was drawing cards for her, and she could play the cards just by moving her mouth.

A tall dancer was carefully pounding Zhao Xin's back, while another petite one was feeding fruit to Zhao Xin.

The two people kept moving their hands, and they kept complimenting Zhao Xin, which made Zhao Xin smile.

The three people who played cards with Zhao Xin were all leaders in other lands. They came here today because they wanted to build a good relationship with this suddenly rising Zhao Xin.

Although Zhao Xin's land boundary is not big, it is sandwiched between several land boundaries, which can be regarded as a very important hub.

Seeing Zhao Xin's relaxed appearance, the three of them exchanged glances: It's true that different people have different fates, and their boundaries are all made with practical fists.

But who would have thought that Zhao Xin, who had been sitting on the bench in the ballroom for many years, would have a day of turning around.

Could it be that Uncle Seven is doing it again?
In other words, Uncle Qi suddenly discovered that Zhao Xin's daughter was his long-lost daughter.
Otherwise, why would such a large piece of fat be stuffed into Zhao Xin's mouth, and they would send people to protect him, so that they dare not even do it.

While eating, Zhao Xin instructed Huang Mao to play cards, and from time to time, he felt hatred for himself: "Daughter of my mother's family, I heard that I will participate in some competitions this year, maybe I accidentally become a champion, my mother Maybe I have to retire early." Zhao Xin said lightly, but his words were full of hints.

She has already calculated very clearly that her son will be the one who will follow the right path in the future no matter what.

It turned out that there was no other way, but now that she has made a lot of money, at least it is enough to go ashore and open a store.

It is best to clean up as soon as possible, at least it will not affect the reputation of the cub in the future.

What if, what if the cub really became some kind of champion!
But now, even if she wants to refund, she still has to ask for a good price for herself.

Everyone present here are smart people. After understanding Zhao Xin's hint, a bald tattooed elder brother sitting opposite Zhao Xin first smiled and said, "I heard that Sister Xin's daughter is very promising. What kind of piano competition, sister Xin wants to train an artist!"

After all, the man took apart the [-] in pairs in his hands and threw them out.

Huangmao shouted happily: "Touch!" and knocked out the [-] in his hand.

The card was transferred to the man with the scar on Huang Mao's left hand, and the man was unambiguous, and directly took apart his three cards: "Seventy thousand, Sister Xin's daughter is so promising, she will bring it out with us some other day." Uncle knows each other, if there is something to do in the future, just report our names!" Anyway, it's all lip service, if something really happens, he will see how much this person can pay.

Huang Mao once again yelled bang bang, it was the first time he was so obviously fed.

Seeing that Scar and Baldhead were feeding each other, they knocked out all the cards in Huang Mao's hand, leaving only one card in hand.

The man sitting on Huang Mao's right had a bad expression on his face. Taking the opportunity of drawing cards, he replaced the card that Huang Mao should have drawn with the [-] in his hand: "Sister Xin's daughter is smart and blessed, how can she ask for anything?" For those of us, change it, I will send a few strong ones to help keep an eye on it, and don’t be bumped by anyone who doesn’t have eyes.”

At this moment, Huang Mao had already touched [-], and shouted in surprise: "It's muddled."

Scar and the bald head glanced at the man secretly: sycophant.

Then he flattered Zhao Xin: "Sister Xin is really lucky, no wonder she manages so many scenes!" Good words don't need money, you can say whatever you want.

The key is to lead the topic to when Zhao Xin will retire.

Zhao Xin waved his hand, laughing and trembling: "Small things, it's all small things!" Since her son came back, her luck has really improved a lot.

Several people said a few more words, and Dao Scar suddenly said: "I always heard what other people said about the concert. Sister Xin will hold a concert for my niece at any time. When the time comes, we will all go to join in and cultivate the sentiments of the brothers." .”

Zhao Xin is a very smart woman, she doesn't talk about serious things, he can only find a way from the child.

After hearing Scar's words, Zhao Xin's wanton laugh stuck in her throat, and the scene of the car accident on the day of the cultural festival reappeared in front of her eyes.

Zhao Xin hiccupped unconsciously: What are you performing, use the piano to cultivate your sentiments, my mother's bastards dare to act, you bastards dare to watch it?

In the hospital, Mrs. Dongfang was standing beside the bed wiping tears. After receiving the news that her son was injured for the second time, she rushed back from abroad immediately.

Unexpectedly, the doctor said that Dongfang Yao's body joints were twisted twice, and the periosteum was severely damaged, requiring sealing and whole body joint replacement.

(End of this chapter)