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Chapter 68 If at first
The second physical education class on Friday afternoon is the class that Jiang Huan is most looking forward to this week.Their class shares a playground with Yu Zhaoyi's class.

We formed a team together, ran and did gymnastics together, and because the two physical education teachers had a close relationship, they often had basketball or football friendships.

Jiang Huan was tall and handsome, and he was coaxed by the people in the class and asked to join in the competition with the boys in the second grade of junior high school.

Even if he loses then, the loser will be all on him, Jiang Huan. Who will remember others?
Jiang Huan never participated in these activities unless the teacher forced him to do so, and there was nothing he could do about it.

That time on the playground, the two classes stood together. The boys from the second grade class came to arrest people with footballs in their hands, and their tone was quite arrogant: "Can you do it?"

Everyone in the two classes looked at their boy, but the sports committee member was still standing in front of him. In full view of everyone, he called him again, "Jiang Huan..." Then he came closer and lowered his voice, probably out of fear of others. Hearing the loss of face, "Please."

Jiang Huan was never a person who would change his mind because of onlookers. He glanced around and saw Yu Zhaoyi in the crowd. She looked very excited. She was saying something to the girl next to her and pointing with her hand. The group of people holding footballs in their class were obviously paying attention.

"Okay." Jiang Huan agreed.

When the sorority competition started, all the girls in the two classes focused their eyes on Jiang Huan. Jiang Huan knew it well, but he would always glance at Yu Zhaoyi's figure with his peripheral vision.

His mind is off the ball.

So losing is normal.

After sending several balls in a row, the boys in the second grade of junior high school opposite gave their senior high school students a few boos. Jiang Huan didn't worry about it. He just heard the sports committee member say, "Come back next time" while drinking water.

Yu Zhaoyi passed by him, like a breeze, light, he didn't know when he would appear, but he would leave immediately.

She didn't raise her head, didn't say a word to him, not even a simple smile or call him "Jiang Huan".

When it comes to ordinary times, when has she ever paid attention to him?

He had to think more, Yu Zhaoyi hated him for a reason he didn't understand.

So he screwed on the cap of the mineral water bottle with a state of almost panic, and walked back to his class with a heavy heart.

After several physical education classes, he played several football games and won them all.

Later, I was too lazy to go.

Thinking of the past, Jiang Huan still remembered it freshly, and repeated in a longer tone: "Physical education class..."

"You should have forgotten." Yu Zhaoyi felt a little melancholy, but she was not really sad. "Anyway, you didn't pay attention to me. Well, of course I didn't pay attention to you either."

Jiang Huan suddenly said, "You did it on purpose..."

"What's the intention!" Yu Zhaoyi coughed twice, "I just wanted to say a few words to you, but you, noble man, are so forgetful that you forgot about me."

"..."

Jiang Huan wanted to change the topic.

It turns out that she also had a small feeling of closeness before. Although this kind of closeness is really different from admiration, it is still kind and friendly...

If he had been braver and called "Yiyi" when she came like a gust of wind, would everything have been completely different?
This topic involved too much, and Jiang Huan couldn't digest it for a while.

So he changed the subject abruptly and awkwardly, "What kind of TV is this?" The man and woman on the TV were kissing.

But they had just had a fight, just 10 minutes ago.

"I don't know." The title of the drama on the TV screen was hidden, and Yu Zhaoyi turned his attention back to the TV.

The plot develops really quickly!
In the afternoon, the two of them had nothing to do. They went for a walk and went to the supermarket. When they came out, the class teacher sent her a WeChat message: [Xiao Yu, what is the Chinese homework? 】

[Please take dictation of the words in the unit at home, correct them and revise them, thank you for your trouble]

[You're welcome] Yu Zhaoyi still has to go to work tomorrow. A large bag of shopping products is placed in the back seat. Jiang Huan gave Yu Zhaoyi the car key, "You drive."

"Really?"

Jiang Huan nodded and got into the passenger seat.

This was Yu Zhaoyi's first time driving such a sports car, a million-level sports car, which made her both excited and nervous, and her palms were a little sweaty.

When she was sitting in the passenger seat, she felt that the car was driving very smoothly, but this smoothness was different from smoothness.You can clearly feel the friction between the wheels and the ground, but the friction is not stiff or uncomfortable.

On the contrary, you can feel the wheels stepping on the ground inch by inch, and there is a sense of reality.

Yu Zhaoyi did not dare to speed up and drove home cautiously.

After getting out of the car, I breathed a sigh of relief and said to myself: "It's not bad."

Jiang Huan picked up the shopping bag in the back seat and thought it was funny, "What's better?"

"Fortunately I didn't damage your car."

These words were too measured, so alienating that there was a sense of boundary, so Jiang Huan corrected her, "What's mine is yours."

Yu Zhaoyi wanted to say something like "too expensive" again, but Jiang Huan immediately said, "If it's bad, it's bad."

This tone is like looking at a big cabbage and saying: If it's bad, just throw it away.

Yu Zhaoyi: "..."

There are a lot of things going on in the factory these days. As middle-level cadres, Yu’s parents and Yu’s mother have to supervise the work in the factory and write reports.

Writing reports is the most difficult thing. Both of them graduated from high school. When Yu Zhaoyi was in college, she asked Yu Zhaoyi to help write it, but at first glance...

Because Yu Zhaoyi was not familiar with the business, he wrote in a mess. Yu's parents and Yu's mother shook their heads after reading it.

From now on I dare not let her write any more.

It was already 08:30 when the two of them got home that day, and they had dinner in the factory.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yu Zhaoyi and Jiang Huan sitting closely on the sofa, watching the TV series the old couple usually watched.

Yu's parents and Yu's mother were a little stunned. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the person sitting was their daughter and son-in-law or their younger selves.

Seeing them coming back, Jiang Huan said hello, and Yu Zhaoyi just raised his eyelids, "So late?"

Yu’s mother scolded her for being “little heartless” and complained, “A few years ago, the city agreed to reform the factory and introduce large machines for production. As a result, all the leaders acted in an unfaithful manner. There was no trace of the machines, but a lot of employees were hired. . Now it’s okay, we need to check the data. Where can I collect data to write a report?”

"Isn't this tormenting people!" Yu Ma became angrier as she spoke. She took off her long coat and drank the water Jiang Huan poured for them.

Dad Yu looked tired, "Okay, tell them what you're doing." Seeing Yu Ma sitting on the sofa with no intention of moving, Dad urged, "Go and write."

Then he turned to Yu Zhaoyi and said, "Yiyi, bring your computer to the study room."

Yu Zhaoyi slowly stood up from Jiang Huan, "Oh."

"What report?" Jiang Huan turned down the TV volume and looked at Yu's parents.

"You know about the combing machine? In fact, you don't need to think too much about the data. Just write down some advantages and disadvantages that you can see." Dad Yu adjusted his glasses, "Last time I went to the factory next door, they had already implemented it. Our factory It's a small private operation, and it's not the leader's fault if no funding is allocated, after all, there's no money."

　I'm so tired. I've been working until now. Fortunately, I saved a chapter yesterday. I'll update it again on Friday night. It may be the first update or the second update. I have no one left.I often want to resign...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)