Times of Our Lives

Before the summer vacation, Zhang Lianban sent a text message to Rourou in a tense mood: "Do you have time to swim during the vacation?"

The other party responded quickly: "Sorry ... summer may need tuition."

It is impossible not to be disappointed, but as a sensible and generous man (...) naturally, he will not care about it.

Rourou sent a message again: "Go swimming and take a picture for me, I miss you so much, that basketball has been a screensaver for a long time."

Zhang Bang: "..."

Xie Meng remembered her summer homework, and when she looked back, she saw Zhang Gao's flushed face.

"..." Xie Meng was worried: "Unwell?"

Qi Fei smirked: "He's not uncomfortable, he's just complaining."

Zhang Bang: "..."

After the summer solstice, Suzhou was really in high temperature. The light was bright during the day, the air was hot, the air was hot, and the night was cool.

His schedule has not changed, he got up early in the boxing and fought with Zhang Xiujuan.

"Don't you go out to play in the summer?" The old man's palms are refreshing, and he doesn't show mercy to the young grandson: "Don't be bored at home, grow mold."

Xie Meng reluctantly said, "I ran out every day. What can you do?"

Zhang Xiujuan: "What can I do, don't be so autistic."

"..." Xie Meng couldn't help crying and said, "I'm going to swim today."

Zhang Xiujuan got excited: "And girls?"

Xie Meng: "Man, he'll come over later."

Zhang Xiujuan stared: "Well, you're a big brand, and you have to pick it up and take the mung bean soup in the refrigerator back to Wen, you don't know how polite you are on a hot day."

When Ji Qinyang came, he saw Xie Mengti had a thermos pot, and he raised an eyebrow, and supported the newly purchased mountain bike with one foot.

"My wife made mung bean soup." Xie Meng explained that he unscrewed the pot lid and poured Ji Qinyang a glass: "Taste it."

The time to warm up is just right, cool and refreshing. Zhang Xiujuan puts in rock sugar, the soup tastes sweet but not greasy.

Ji Qinyang drank and laughed and said, "Is this a car and a horse?"

Xie Meng also laughed, and he made a rare joke: "Then you are too cheap."

Ji Qinyang did not deny that he motioned for Xie Meng to sit behind and hang the thermos on the car's faucet.

Shantang Street has many bridges, although it is small but high, Ji Qinyang carrying Xie Meng had to stand up and pedal.

"Or I'll push it down," Xie Meng suggested.

Ji Qinyang held his breath and didn't speak. Xia Feng blew his bangs when he went downhill, revealing his forehead: "You stand up, put it on my shoulder."

"?" Although Xie Meng was puzzled, he did.

Ji Qinyang rushed to the highest bridge in a rush.

The hot wind blew and rushed to his face. Xie Meng narrowed his eyes and unconsciously grasped Ji Qinyang. The boy riding the bicycle laughed. He turned his head back, and the bright sun was gentle and delicate.

When the two arrived at the swimming pool, Zhang Lianban and Qi Fei were already waiting there. Zhang Lianban even took a swimming ring with the same big yellow duck.

Seeing Ji Qinyang, Qi Fei was a little surprised: "Don't you go through pierced ears yesterday? No problem swimming today?"

Xie Meng heard it, and he looked back in doubt.

Ji Qinyang showed his left ear, and there was a small silver stud on the earlobe.

"..." Xie Meng stared for a long time.

Ji Qinyang smiled and turned his face: "Does it look good?"

Qi Fei showed an unbearable expression. In his eyes, Ji Qinyang was too narcissistic: "Okay, boss, you are the most beautiful, you are so sexy!"

Zhang Langbu was more worried about whether it would be discovered by Maitreya Buddha after school, but after listening to Qi Fei's meaning, Ji Qinyang had dyed his hair. Who can manage such a small place.

"Then do you still swim today?" Xie Meng didn't feel anything after getting used to it. In his eyes, Ji Qinyang was very beautiful, and sometimes he was more appropriate than a girl.

Ji Qinyang: "I can just look around and the swimming pool is cool."

Because there weren't many people in the pool early, Zhang Bang was lying on top of the big yellow duck and he had to push and swim together. Ji Qinyang was sitting on the edge of the pool with some boredom, washing his feet, staring unconsciously. Xie Meng in the water.

The boy was like a fish, drenched in water as if the whole person had softened.

Ji Qinyang watched him swim towards himself, his arms folded to his side.

"Is it boring?" Xie Meng took a handful of water flowing down his chin. His complexion was very white, but it was not as transparent as Ji Qinyang's. Because it was a bit cold after the water came out, Ji Qinyang found the other person's milk / Head is hard.

"..." Ji Qinyang touched his nose and coughed. "A bit."

Xie Meng took a towel and wiped his hair. He thought for a while and said, "Let's let them play by themselves. I'll take you somewhere else."

Ji Qinyang became interested: "Oh? What?"

Xie Meng smiled, and he threw the towel aside: "It's boring to tell you."

After greeting with Zhang Lianban and Qi Fei, Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang came out and happened to meet Zhuo Xiaoyuan. Zhuo Jinjin wore a beautiful little swimsuit with lace and saw him scream again .

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan said coldly, "You don't need to be ashamed of your figure."

Zhuo Jin gasped his brother for a moment.

Ji Qinyang and Zhuo Xiaoyuan struck a punch: "Take care of your sister."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan raised his eyebrows: "You don't need to say it." He glanced at both of them: "Are you all right?"

Xie Meng did not answer directly: "Langban and Qi Fei are still inside."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan gave an uncomfortable cry: "It's time to play with the fools again."

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang did not respond when he rode the car to the entrance of the martial arts center. Xie Meng walked up a few steps and waited for him.

"When I was a kid, my health was bad, so I was sent here by a good wife." Xie Meng greeted the uncle who was janitor, and walked familiarly to Sanda. There was no one in the locker room. Xie Meng got a new set Handed out Ji Qinyang's sportswear.

The boy was wearing a satin gown and was barefoot with no shoes on.

Ji Qinyang also learned his appearance, took off his shoes, and the two entered the stadium one after the other.

The boxing teacher is still bringing his disciples. Many children are only five or six years old.

"Do I have to learn like them?" Ji Qinyang curiously. He watched Xie Meng put on his bracers and threw two to himself.

"You can't learn the basics now," Xie Meng said with a smile: "I teach you practical boxing routines, which are usually used for self-defense."

Ji Qinyang felt a little weird: "I didn't expect you to have these."

Xie Meng didn't speak. He pulled Ji Qinyang's arm and overlapped with his own. He gestured and pushed again, and Ji Qinyang followed the rhythm.

"Left foot is in front, right foot is behind, and the front knee is slightly bent." Xie Meng said as he moved, his left leg bypassed Ji Qinyang, the overlapping arms suddenly pulled in a row and Ji Qinyang rushed forward. Before he could react, Xie Meng's knee stumped against his calf, and when he turned around, Ji Qinyang pressed to the ground passively.

Ji Qinyang: "..."

Xie Meng looked down at him: "Ancient dissemination of hands, head, fingers, palms, fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, legs, hips, arms, each part can attack, pay attention to surprises, practical."

He helped Ji Qin to stand up and put on a defensive posture: "You try it."

Ji Qinyang was lying on the ground in sweat, Xie Meng poured mung bean soup and handed it to him.

"What was that one just now?" Ji Qinyang asked suddenly.

Xie Meng: "Wing Chun Boxing, Three-Plate Axe."

Ji Qinyang: "Is this Sanda?"

Xie Meng: "It belongs to Chinese traditional martial arts."

Ji Qinyang laughed: "You can do anything, a generation of masters."

"Wang Jiawei's movie did a good job." Xie Meng also laughed: "It's just a stunt exaggeration."

Ji Qinyang nodded: "Well, duangduang."

The mung bean soup in Xie Meng's mouth almost sprayed out. Ji Qinyang took a break and stood up again. He moved his wrists and ankles.

"Rehearsing?" Xie Meng's surprise: "This kind of anxiety, aren't you afraid that you won't get up tomorrow morning?"

Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow and said in a pun, "A man can't lose such a fight."

After more than half a month of summer vacation, Qi Fei asked Ji Qinyang to swim.

"You pierced your ears." Qi Fei held the mobile phone, shaking the fan with one hand, and coaxed his aunt's younger son to take a nap while calling. Get up, otherwise I'll have to play alone with the two idiots. "

Ji Qinyang smiled over the phone: "I'm not free. I'll do something else recently."

Qi Fei: "An artist who is still composing and composing, that's called Xie Mengxi, he is always free."

Ji Qinyang: "He's not free, you don't have to ask."

Qi Fei: "Ga ?!"

Ji Qinyang lazily said, "So you can only play with the three silly guys."

Qi Fei: "..."

Xie Meng was teaching Ji Qinyang how to quickly face the uniform in front of the wall when he received a call from Zhang Lianban. He cut his hands and put one leg between the other's legs.

"Sorry ..." Xie Meng signaled that he answered the phone call. Ji Qinyang's expression was awkward, and he tried to keep his body relaxed on the wall.

"What are you doing with Imi." Zhang Lianbo complained on the phone. "No one can come out to play."

Xie Meng thought for a while before reflecting on who Yimei is ...

"I'm working recently." Xie Meng said a glance at Ji Qinyang. This sentence is not a lie. In addition to teaching Ji Qinyang, he also took other children to fight in martial arts centers.

Zhang Langbang was very clear about the economic situation of Xie Meng's family, and he immediately sighed down: "Yeah ... that hard work?"

Xie Meng: "It's fine."

Zhang Gang asked again, "Is that fun?"

Xie Meng thought: "It's fun." He glanced at Ji Qinyang, who was pressed against the wall by himself, and emphasized again with a smile: "Very fun."

Ji Qinyang ticked the corner of his lips, and suddenly his shoulder moved and hit Xie Meng's shoulder. The latter was not backed up by Ji Qinyang when he leaned back, so the positions of the two were reversed.

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang grinned and made a lip: "Not · Chang · Good · Fun · Oh"

At the end of the summer vacation, Ji Qinyang was able to make more than ten moves in Xie Meng's hands. Although Mo Suyuan didn't understand why his son's hobbies suddenly became so strange, he still supported him for spring, summer, autumn and winter. A suit of martial arts.

Ji Shanrong was very pleased. He also deliberately wrote the words "High Warrior, Virtuous and Chivalrous" in the music room of Ji Qinyang.

In the last few days of summer vacation, Ji Qinyang got up early every day, running, cycling, and playing a set of Xingyiquan while listening to the music.

Mo Suyuan finished her breakfast and looked at her son with special obsession: "My lad is so handsome."

Ji Shanrong coughed seriously.

Mo Suyuan smiled and said, "Okay, old man, you are also handsome."

After drinking soy milk, Ji Qinyang kissed his mother's cheek.

Mo Suyuan patted his back: "Come back to eat?"

Ji Qinyang made a "no" gesture of shaking his fingers. He put on earplugs and hummed the song and ran downstairs.

"..." Mo Suyuan caressed her face worriedly: "Is my son in love?"

Ji Shanrong shook open the newspaper and snorted, "He hasn't brought a little girl back before."

Mo Suyuan: "This time is different." She smiled and said, "My son, who really likes it, how could I not know?"

Xie Meng and Ji Qinyang walked in Tai Chi face-to-face. There was already a master's stance between the two faintly, probably because there was no foundation. Ji Qinyang learned unlimited hair instead, like a piece of white paper splashing ink It has become a voluptuous moment, and the game only seeks quick and accurate wins.

The left fist broke, Xie Meng raised his hand and blocked, Ji Qinyang's right knee was up, Xie Meng resisted, he slammed his palm to shield Ji Qinyang's fist, pushed back, the opponent's chest was choked Take a few steps back.

Xie Meng smiled slightly and didn't let him go. He flew up and kicked Ji Qinyang's shoulder. The latter responded very quickly, and actually grabbed Xie Meng's calf.

Xie Meng: "!"

Ji Qinyang's other hand grabbed Xie Meng's chest, almost lifting him up halfway, and the two of them fell to the ground together in a half circle.

Xie Meng: "..."

Ji Qinyang pressed the whole person to Xie Meng, raised his arms and looked down at him with a smile.

Xie Meng said, "What did you do ..."

"Learned in the movie." Ji Qinyang didn't seem to be up. He propped his chin, suddenly reached out and dialed Xie Meng's bangs: "It's very useful, isn't it?"

Xie Meng exhaled, and moved his leg: "Get up ..."

Ji Qinyang lazily refused to move.

Xie Meng: "..."

The boy suddenly carried a pup on his shoulder like a puppy for a long time, Xie Meng raised his hand and touched it, all of Ji Qinyang's sweat ...

"You ..." Xie Meng laughed.

Ji Qinyang haha ​​twice, he stood up and grabbed Xie Meng's arm: "It is time to start school, is the homework finished?"

"Yep."

"Great, copy me the math ..."

"..."