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Staring at Chen Yuan, a man who seemed dazed and sluggish every time he jumped, Zhou Fu felt she was offended and said in a contested voice: "Tell me what attracted your attention."

"...You fought well."

Chen Yuan took the initiative to leave the game, then walked to the side and handed the racket to Tang Siwen, who was sitting in the flower bed reading a book: "Stop rolling, play a few times."

"Yeah." Tang Siwen nodded slightly, put down the book, then picked up the racket and went to play badminton.

Her skills were even better than Zhou Fu's, which put her in a dilemma. Coupled with the influence of little Zhou Fu, she was suddenly out of breath.

Tang Siwen seems to be such a quiet high school student, but he is actually quite good at sports. When I was at the beach before, I showed my high level of volleyball.

It can only be said that this contrast is too much in her.

After fighting for a few minutes, Zhou Fu raised her hands as if begging for mercy, and then shouted to Chen Yuan: "Come and join the army in place of your mother."

"Fuzi, could you not be so abstract?"

Chen Yuan's mouth twitched and he stepped forward to take the racket. However, just as he was about to shoot the ball, he suddenly felt something hit his back.

Turning around, I saw a badminton at my feet.

Then, on the other side of the fence, several girls wearing junior high school uniforms shouted to Chen Yuan: "Senior, help pick up the ball!"

The eleventh middle school and the eleventh grade are adjacent.

The place where the two schools border is the playground.

When playing badminton or volleyball, the ball often flies to the next door. This is very common.

And there are some men who are like animals, looking for girlfriends next door.

What's more, some seniors in high school are already adults, and they still go to the thirteen or fourteen-year-old next door.

It can only be said that the school protected those China Unicom skins.

Of course, that situation is extremely rare.

Generally speaking, it is the second year of high school or the first year of high school, and the third and second year of junior high school.

Chen Yuan didn't think too much, bent down, picked up the ball, swung the ball lightly, and hit the ball to the next door.

"Thank you, senior!" Then, there were several girlish calls like "Yingying Yanyan" like little orioles.

When Chen Yuan turned around, Zhou Fu began to imitate in a pretentious manner: "Thank you, senior~yoyoyo."

"You're a lot older, can you stop pretending to be young?" Chen Yuan couldn't help but complain.

"Now I'm starting to dislike me for being old, such an unfilial child..." Zhou Fu made a gesture of wiping her tears, Qi Qi pretending to be so pretentious.

"She looks a bit like Teacher Jian." Tang Siwen suddenly thought of something and commented.

""What is a sword teacher? "" Zhou Fu and Chen Yuan asked in unison.

"Why don't you know?" Tang Siwen was puzzled by Chen Yuan, and then reminded him, "One sword gleams coldly, Teacher Jiuzhou."

"No, you called her teacher??" Chen Yuan was stunned, "She is only in the sixth grade of elementary school."

The effect of Mr. Baobao’s program is really not just a show.

"Being reasonable does not depend on the high voice, and having ambitions does not depend on the high age..." When talking about the high age, Tang Siwen suddenly stopped for a moment.

I haven’t eaten rice cakes for a long time.

"What happened to this teacher Yijian Guanghan Jiuzhou?" Zhou Fu asked curiously.

Then, Tang Siwen explained her story to her.

After listening, Zhou Fu couldn't help but sigh: "The range of friends you make is really wide."

Chen Yuan explained: "A very smart child may have the physical body of a primary school student, but his emotional intelligence may have reached the level of a seventeen-year-old genius high school student."

Detective, Xiaocha.

"Teacher Jian has been so helpful, should I express my gratitude?" Tang Siwen asked.

"But you live on campus, how can I thank you?" Zhou Fu was puzzled.

So, Tang Siwen looked at Chen Yuan and said calmly: "It feels like it's still too troublesome for you. Even if you refuse, I won't be unhappy."

"..." She had already mentioned this, what else could Chen Yuan do. Of course he obeyed her, so he agreed, "I'll wait and see her. I don't know how far she has recovered."

"Thank you." Tang Siwen bowed to Chen Yuan very gratefully, then took out his mobile phone, ordered a takeaway to be picked up at the store, and said, "Even the pastry shop outside the school has yours."

"Thank you, boss." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"You're welcome."

After Tang Siwen finished speaking, he raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and expressed his heart to Chen Yuan expressionlessly under the suspicious gazes of the two people.

"..."

When Chen Yuan saw the other party raising his hand, he didn't dare to express his anger. Then, I received such an emotionless comparison.

Really, it can surprise people.

Just like that, Chen Yuan also gave her an OK gesture.

After school, Chen Yuan and Zhou Fu separated, went to the pastry shop alone, and picked up two desserts. After explaining something to Xia Xinyu, he took the bus and went to Shen Xiaoran's community.

It was rude to interrupt in advance, so before entering the community, he called Shen Xiaoran.

Then, after the security guard released her, he went to her home alone.

As soon as she knocked on the door, Shen Xiaoran's mother opened the door with a smile on her face: "Xiao Chen, welcome."

Chen Yuan walked in and put on his slippers. After observing for a while, he found that Wan Hao was not there.

So relax a little bit.

Of course, this relaxation comes from not having to meet strangers anymore.

Instead of the fearful male owner coming back to ask himself why he visited when his beautiful wife and lovely daughter were alone at home.

A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain hides his secrets.

When she saw Chen Yuan, the sadness on Shen Xiaoran's face suddenly disappeared like smoke. He stood up from the wheelchair with difficulty, and then slowly and forcefully walked towards Chen Yuan.

The smile on his face was a little stiff because of the effort.

But the moment she walked in front of Chen Yuan, she finally relaxed, spread her hands, and hugged him happily...

"Hello."

Then, Chen Yuan stretched out his hands and held them together, giving a very warm handshake of sympathy.

"Is this the kind of leader who goes to the countryside to focus on poor households?"

Shen Xiaoran raised his head with a pale face and looked at the man who was confused and charming.

The mothers next to me were amused, covered their mouths, and walked aside.

"Why are you here and you bring something with you?" Mom asked rather embarrassedly.

"This is..." Seeing that the other party had taken away both pastries, Chen Yuan could only smile and said, "One is a gift from me, and the other is a gift from my classmate who received help from Xiao Shen and asked me to give it as a gift."

"Huh?" My mother was surprised when she heard this and asked with a smile, "When did you help others?"

"It's a secret." Shen Xiaoran put her finger on her lips, ventilated with Chen Yuan, and told him not to say anything.

"Okay, okay, you young people's secret."

Mom smiled, then went to the kitchen and said loudly: "Xiao Chen, don't leave. It's time to eat."

"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful!" Shen Xiaoran said loudly.

"Why did you agree for someone else?" Chen Yuan looked at Shen Xiaoran and asked.

Shen Xiaoran held her face in her hands, looked at Chen Yuan with a smile, and said teasingly: "I miss you."

"If you return it to me, the smell of tea will overflow."

"Stop standing, sit down."

Shen Xiaoran turned around and took Chen Yuan's hand. Just as he was about to lift his feet, he almost fell down.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan noticed it and quickly hugged her and straightened her up.

"Walk slowly, don't be impatient." Chen Yuan said.

"Yeah, good." Shen Xiaoran cheerfully hit OK, and then slowly walked to the wheelchair when Chen Yuan let go.

Then, sit down.

"You rest for a while, and I'll help your mother serve the food."

Chen Yuan felt awkward just sitting and waiting for dinner, so he went to the kitchen.

When she saw Chen Yuanlai, her mother smiled and carefully closed the glass door.

When the two of them were in the same room, Chen Yuan suddenly lost his temper.

Madam, you...

"I'm telling you in a low voice." Mom looked at Chen Yuan, then covered her mouth and said, "Xiao Ran has been feeling a little uncomfortable these days."

"What's the reason?" Now that he was talking about business, Chen Yuan was no longer afraid of this beautiful wife and young mother.

While her mother was cooking, she said, "Xiao Shen is not in sixth grade now. She will be in the first grade of junior high school next year. But you have also seen her situation. I plan to send her to a special school."

"Is she unwilling?" Chen Yuan asked curiously.

"She didn't speak, as if she acquiesced." Mom sighed and said, "She has always been very good and understanding of me. But obviously after that, she felt a little uncomfortable."

Special schools are filled with students like Shen Xiaoran. It also means that the teacher can have more experience and experience to take care of her.

If it were an ordinary school, it would mean that everyone would have to accommodate her.

Compared with the former or the latter, which one makes people feel more inferior?

After weighing it, my mother made a decision.

"Then shall I ask her?" Chen Yuan said.

"Thank you very much." The mother looked at Chen Yuan and said gratefully, "You can see that this child likes you better."

"Of course, it's the kind of love you would have for a good brother."