Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

"Xiao Qi said that some of his former teammates are playing today."

The sports center, which can accommodate more than 2,000 people, was full of spectators.

Wen Minghua and Zhu Zhu arrived not too late, and their location was closest to where the basketball players were resting.

It was the first time in Wen Minghua's life to watch a football match. Inexplicably, she became excited as she looked at the noisy auditorium.

"coming?"

Wen Minghua was pulled by Zhu Zhu and looked at the energetic young man standing with Wen Xiaohan.

Well, he looks about 24 or 5 years old, with a crew cut, slightly softer facial features, double eyelids, and a straight nose bridge.

He is over 1.9 meters tall, and his white and gray casual clothes make his temperament even more gentle.

Very bookish.

Wen Xiaohan had already introduced them to each other.

His name was Qi Chao, and he stood beside Wen Xiaohan with a smile on his face, nodding hello to Wen Minghua and Zhu Zhu.

It was also at this time that Wen Minghua discovered that the two teams in the competition had already entered the stadium and were warming up.

"I suddenly felt a little hot."

Zhu Zhu took off her coat.

Apparently, she was also affected by the lively atmosphere.

The game soon started, and Wen Minghua's attention also shifted to the athletes on the court.

She actually doesn't understand the rules, nor does she understand who is the forward and who is the defender.

But every time one of the teams scored a goal, waves of screams came from the audience, and she and Zhu Zhu also screamed.

If you don’t understand, just keep shouting, come on!
"Zhang Jin, come on!"

"Zhang Jin, come on!"

"..."

Wen Minghua blinked first, then turned around numbly with her still excited smile, and looked at the uniform cheers not far behind her...

thumping!
Pounding!
In an instant, all the sounds around her faded away, and it seemed that she could only hear her own heartbeat.

Zhang Jin?

Among the basketball players playing on the court, is there Zhang Jin?

Is it her tension?

She turned around suddenly and searched among the people running on the field.

Unfortunately, she found nothing.

All of their attention was focused on the basketball being moved.

Her eyes did not move away from the small court, still searching eagerly, and without any hesitation, her hand grabbed Wen Xiaohan's arm through the Zhu Zhu, and shouted loudly:
"Who is Zhang Jin?"

……

"When did you come?"

The bathroom door was wide open, and Wen Minghua stood at the door, watching Zhang Jin turn on the shower with bright eyes.

"Eleven years."

After the game, Zhang Jin brought Wen Minghua to his residence immediately.

After closing the door, he held Wen Minghua in his arms and chewed it for a long time, then took off all his clothes with eyes full of joy and disappointment.

While letting the warm water wash away the sweat stains on his body, he stared at Wen Minghua's face without blinking.

He stroked his heart, which was still beating wildly due to excitement, and pointed to his head:

"He was only a freshman in high school when I came here."

He told Wen Minghua that his body had just been involved in a car accident when he arrived.

He was in a coma without any trauma, but no one knew that the boy who woke up in the hospital was no longer the rebellious boy who had just turned sixteen and was in the prime of adolescence.

"Both his parents were killed in that car accident."

It was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and a family of three rode motorcycles back to their parents' home very early. Because it had been lightly raining for several days during the New Year, the muddy mountain road was slippery, and the motorcycle rolled down the hillside to avoid the van on the other side.

At the moment when he was going down the hill, his mother, who was sitting behind him, subconsciously pushed him with all her strength.

Fortunately, because of that push, he fell to the upper part of the hillside and got stuck on a tree stump.

Unfortunately, it was his parents who both rolled down the cliff.

After he woke up, he buried his parents with the help of his uncles, aunts and village elders before returning to school.

It's just that this kid started to get tired of studying after entering high school, and his grades in the final exam of the first semester of high school were a mess.

"I've had a headache for more than half a year."

Although he went to school and later studied with Wen Minghua for half his life, it was not the completely different world now.

He has no use for what he learned before.

As for this child, the little he knew was not enough for him to fully master all the science knowledge in the first year of high school, which gave him a headache for half a year.

It wasn't until he was divided into subjects in his second year of high school that he directly chose liberal arts.

Zhang Jin wiped off the water on his body with a smile, barefooted and took Wen Minghua into his arms, who wanted to pierce him with her eyes, and lowered his head eagerly...

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Wen Minghua put her hands around his neck, leaned against him weakly, and breathed quietly.

"Wear some clothes."

He said this, but he didn't want to leave Zhang Jin's arms. Instead, he pressed his face against his chest again.

Zhang Jin put his hand around her waist with a little force, pushed forward regretfully, and sucked in air through bared teeth:
"Then keep it naked. No one will see it except you anyway."

"hehe."

Wen Minghua laughed out loud,
"Then I'll close the doors and windows first."

She was afraid of flying when walking in broad daylight.

"..."

Zhang Jin pinched her round butt and said viciously:

"Wait."

After a change of environment, she felt more at home, and she was able to make sexy jokes easily.

……

Zhang Jinzhen sat naked on the sofa with Wen Minghua, lighting fires everywhere with his hands, and groaning in discomfort.

Wen Minghua, half-lying lazily with his eyes slightly squinted, listened to her Zhang Jin talk about his experiences in the past eleven years.

It turned out that his high school tuition was all financed by his uncle's family.

"I could still work part-time during the winter and summer vacations of my sophomore year of high school, but not during my senior year of high school. The school had to make up classes."

When Zhang Jin mentioned those two years, he obviously still had lingering fears:
“I was so poor that I could earn less than 1,000 yuan in three months during the winter and summer vacations. After I went to college, I earned bonuses one after another from competitions, and it took me five or six years to pay off the debt for building a house for my family. "

His parents in this life were both ordinary farmers with a low level of education. They used to go out to work every year, and he stayed at home as a left-behind child.

As he grew older, prices soared, and the family had to build a new house.

It's just that the new house has been built, but the family owes a foreign debt of 100,000 yuan.

Later, I learned that his parents had passed away and his family was indeed in difficulty, so his high school teacher helped him apply for a subsidy for extremely poor students.

“I didn’t originally want to go to college.”

What he wanted to do was to take the road he took in his previous life again, to go to the army.

After all, he only has a lot of energy to build and decorate people's houses.

But how much can he, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old kid who has just grown up, earn by working part-time on a construction site?

As before, if it’s less than one thousand yuan in three months, when will the family’s foreign debt of one hundred thousand yuan be paid off?

He came back to life through someone else's body, so he couldn't just pat his ass and walk away without anyone recognizing him, right?