He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 65 [064] Shen Mo is back
When An Yeran arrived at the gymnasium, the individual performance competition was still in the registration quota stage.

She could see her coach standing at the registrar at a glance, holding two documents in her hand.

"Who are the two representatives of the Twelve High School?"

The coach took the materials and said: "SF Zhao Jie from the men's team and the women's team..."

"SF An Yeran!" A clear female voice came from behind him!

The coach was startled when he heard the voice, and then a pale little face appeared in front of his eyes, but due to running, her body had already heated up, and her cheeks were a little flushed.

Meeting the coach's eyes, An Yeran smiled flatteringly, "I'm fine now, as the doctor said!"

The coach sneered: "Two hundred squats and standing up, if you can pass it, let you do it."

So the girl squatted down and stood up while looking at him...

pass.

coach:"……"

Forget that corporal punishment is useless.

"After I left, your brother didn't care about you?"

An Yeran shook his head, "Whoever cares about me, I'm most afraid that he will care about me. It doesn't matter if everyone cares about me, but he is the only one who can't be beaten or scolded. He is born to restrain me."

Coach: "It's because of your pretty face."

An Yeran: "..."

Gee.

Have you been found?

The team members who did not participate in the individual performance competition sat in the auditorium and watched quietly.

The number of spectators who watch individual performance games in each session is much larger than the number of regular games.

Originally it was the female SG of the same team who replaced An Yeran, but since she is back, SG doesn't have to play.

Seeing her, the girl seemed to be relieved, and ran over to ask a few words about her physical condition. After getting a good answer, she went to the auditorium with other team members.

An Yeran changed into the team uniform in the waiting room, and Zhao Jie was already waiting for her outside the door.

"Brother Ran, is your stomach okay?"

An Yeran said: "Don't worry, it's alright."

Zhao Jie said: "But I think your cough in the morning doesn't seem to be all right at all."

An Yeran: "...I don't want you to think, I want me to think, listen to me, make too much noise."

Zhao Jie: "..."

Brother Ran always said that he was a second grader, but he felt that Brother Ran was a second grader than himself.

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As the audience entered the arena one after another, the girls' noisy voices became louder and louder.

An Yeran suddenly heard cheers of joy in his ears, as if some important person had walked in.

She thought it was Yu Chao, but the moment she raised her head, she saw another person.

Shen Mo.

The young man faded away from his youthfulness and became more mature. His dark eyes stared quietly at the young girl in the middle of the field, and his steps were not too fast or slow.

Shen Mo was wearing a white shirt with a black tie on it, a pair of black jeans on his straight and slender legs, and the No. [-] Middle School badge was embroidered on the right trouser pocket.

The boy's facial features are handsome, and after the eyebrows are opened, he looks even better than when he was a child. His lips are thin like jade, his skin is fair, and his pupils are as bright as obsidian, shining with brilliance.

"It's Senior Shen Mo from the high school!"

"I know him, he is obviously the same age as us, but he has been skipping grades, and he is already a senior in high school now!"

"However, didn't he go to Kyoto to participate in the national Mathematical Olympiad, why is he here?"

"The Mathematics Olympiad competition ended this morning. He should have flown back directly after the competition."

"But he never seems to pay attention to these events."

In a word, it hit the point again.

It's been nearly half a month since the Math Olympiad competition, and An Yeran hasn't seen this person for more than half a month.

Long time no see, but I miss you.

She raised her hand to block the sun, and waved to the boy standing in the auditorium.

Under the sun, a girl dressed in flamboyant pink was smiling. Her clothes were very reflective, and the lighter the color, the less heat-absorbing it was.

Shen Mo took a look, then quickly looked away.

hiss--

He turned his head and rubbed his eyelids.

Eyes hurt.

　Shen Mo: Hot eyes.

　　Sorry for being late again! ! ! ! !

　　Here's today's update.I was wrong, I will never wave again.I must save enough manuscripts for the next book before posting.

　　There is still no call at home today, this is a QAQ written in an Internet cafe outside.please pat...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)