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Chapter 643 Zheng Shan, smiled

"No way? Xiaolan lost?" Wang Shumei's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lin Nianhe looked at the score paper, looked at Zheng Shan blankly, and after a moment he gave her a thumbs up: "Nice shot!"

Zheng Shan held the racket, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lin Nianhe put down his notebook, took out a handkerchief to wipe Zheng Shan's sweat, pulled her and said, "Let's go to the classroom first, don't freeze."

I don’t feel it when I’m exercising, but if I stop and the northwest wind blows, I’m afraid I’ll catch a cold.

Several people entered the classroom. Lin Nianhe carefully wiped off Zheng Shan's sweat, and then gave her warm water: "Sip, drink slowly."

Zheng Shan drank water silently, her eyes brighter than before.

Wen Lan also came in, took a few sips of water and raised her chin towards Zheng Shan: "You can do it, I really can't beat you."

Zheng Shan held the water glass and suddenly smiled.

She didn't laugh out loud, but she smiled brightly.

Lin Nianhe looked at her, his pupils trembling.

After more than a year, Zheng Shan finally smiled.

Not only was she surprised, everyone was stunned, even the stupid Bai Xiaojun's eyes widened:
"Sister, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Zheng Shan: "..."

She gradually stopped smiling, looked down at the slightly old table tennis racket in her hand, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Lin Nianhe winked at Niu Wa, who immediately covered Bai Xiaojun's mouth and dragged him out of the classroom to play somewhere.

Upon seeing this, Wang Shumei dragged the others out and closed the classroom door.

Lin Nianhe put down the water glass, gently took Zheng Shan into his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

She took a comb out of the drawer, untied Zheng Shan's hair, which was slightly messy due to playing golf, and combed her hair again while asking: "Shanshan, you like playing table tennis, right?"

Zheng Shan held the racket and nodded.

"Do you like playing ball with Teacher Wen?"

Zheng Shan continued to nod.

Lin Nianhe pinned the small bow in her hair and asked softly: "Then if you want to play ball from now on, just go to Teacher Wen, okay? Or if you want to play ball with anyone, just go to him, okay?"

Zheng Shan paused and looked up at Lin Nianhe blankly.

She looked at Lin Nianhe for a while and asked, "Don't you want to study?"

"Compared with your grades, I hope you are happy." Lin Nianhe tugged on her pigtails and spoke softly, "Are you happy when you play ball?"

Zheng Shan nodded without thinking about this question for too long.

Lin Nianhe looked at her and smiled: "Just do it if you like. Your grades are very good. Don't worry about studying. Just do what you like."

Zheng Shan is different from other children. Her psychological problems are too serious. Between study and health, the latter is always more important.

For more than a year, Lin Nianhe paid the most attention to Zheng Shan. She was always worried about her whether in class or after class.

Now that she has found the little girl's smile, she wants to help her retain that happiness.

"But……"

Zheng Shan hesitated, glanced at the books on the desk, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Lin Nianhe asked softly, patiently.

Zheng Shan pursed her lips and hesitated for a while before whispering: "It will be useless." "How could it be?" Lin Nianhe held her in his arms, "Excellent athletes can represent their hometown or country in competitions and win honors. They are The championship represents the highest level of that project that year...I should have told you, 360 lines, and the number one pick will be the best in every line."

Zheng Shan looked at Lin Nianhe, her long and thick eyelashes could not hide the yearning in her eyes.

"You don't have to grow into a tall birch tree," Lin Nianhe said. "You can be a rose, you can be a grass, you can do whatever you want..."

"The purpose of letting you study is to give you the right to choose in the future. You can choose to go to university, you can choose to learn a trade, you can choose to return to the village to farm after university... instead of just farming."

"Shanshan, if you like it, just do it. Just like He Jianyu wants to be a soldier, you can choose what you want to do."

Zheng Shan laughed again, smiling and laughing, tears welling up in her eyes.

She cried very loudly, as if she wanted to cry out all the depression she had been feeling for more than a year.

She held the table tennis racket in one hand, hugged Lin Nianhe's neck with the other, buried herself in her arms, and cried loudly like all children, crying until she was hoarse.

Lin Nianhe patted her back to calm her down. She didn't coax her, but just stayed with her quietly to let her vent her emotions.

Zheng Shan cried for a long time. She was tired from crying. With a smile on her lips, she gradually fell asleep in Lin Nianhe's arms.

Lin Nianhe hugged her and wiped away the tears on her face.

The little girl's face was red from crying, but her sleeping face was quieter than every day before.

After a while, the thick door curtain opened a crack, and Wang Shumei poked her head in, looking at Lin Nianhe with questioning eyes.

Lin Nianhe winked at her, and Sister Shumei instantly understood, retracted her head, and closed the door tightly again.

Not long after, Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian came with quilts.

They wrapped Zheng Shan tightly, put a hat on her head, and then carefully took her away.

After the child left, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan came in and asked, "What happened? Shanshan was crying like that. We thought you had beaten the child."

"Am I that kind of person?" Lin Nianhe took a sip of water and shook his sore arm and said, "Shanshan likes to play table tennis. Sister Lan, please play with her for a while when you have nothing to do."

Wen Lan was speechless: "This is no joke. Playing one game with Shanshan is more tiring than playing ten Wang Dong."

Wen Lan frowned, thought for a while and then added: "And this girl learns too fast! It was a little easy when I first started beating her, but the second round was obviously better than the first... …”

Wang Shumei suddenly asked: "Hey, can she go to the game?"

"I didn't think too much about it," Lin Nianhe said truthfully, "Shanshan would be better off if she could be happy. As for whether she can play games... She is still young now, so don't worry. Let her play by herself for a while. If she I really liked it, so I took her back to the provincial capital during the winter vacation to try out with the training team."

"That's right, this child hasn't laughed in more than a year..." Wang Shumei sighed softly, "When Xiaoxiao was as old as her, she knew how to laugh all day long."

"She looks so pretty when she smiles," Wen Lan said.

"I feel so too."

Lin Nianhe thought about it for a while and then said to Wen Lan: "Sister Lan, try to wait for Shanshan to come to you. Occasionally, let her go to fight with others and coax her to talk to others more."

"Okay, this is easy."

Wen Lan shook her head: "But, I don't think she is willing to play with others."

Lin Nianhe also nodded: "Indeed, we need to find some long-term companions for her."

"Ha, where are you going to find it?"

"Hmm... let's think about it."

Lin Nianhe touched his chin, thoughtfully.

　New unit of measurement for Shili Brigade: Wang Dong~
　　And ha~
　　
　
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