The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

The curly-haired boy knelt in front of the TV cabinet, and Ren Hai vacated a drawer under the TV cabinet to store his clothes.The curly-haired boy took out the old geometry textbook for the first grade of junior high school from the bottom of the drawer.It was his first textbook, given to him by An Jiamian.

Today is the third time that An Jiamian has helped him out of a siege, and there is also a life-saving grace, grace upon grace, and grace is as heavy as a mountain.

He also found an envelope in his clothes, which was his small treasury.Now that he has grown up, the transformation time has also been extended. In addition to delivering newspapers, he can also deliver milk. After paying living expenses, he has also saved some money, which is several hundred.

The curly-haired boy in beach shorts sat cross-legged on the ground, counted the money in the small treasury, and had an idea in his mind.

"What are you doing? COS Echizen Ryoma?"

Ren Hai stared in astonishment at the curly-haired boy wearing a sun hat and holding a tennis racket in front of the bathroom mirror.

"It doesn't look bad, can you tell?" Archer leaned in front of the mirror, looked around, and touched the top of the hat with his hand. If he didn't touch it carefully, he still couldn't feel the two pieces. That's it. , Listening to any sound is buzzing, with a kind of hazy beauty.

"Who did you borrow the tennis racket from?" Ren Haibin asked while rinsing his mouth.

"I bought it." As soon as Archer finished speaking, his head was clamped by Ren Hai's arms, "Hey! Let go! What are you doing?!"

"You didn't pinch your head? What's wrong with you? Is tennis a sport that you, a poor little brat, can afford?!"

Archer forcefully broke Ren Hai's hand that was ravaging his head, his eyes were serious: "Sports don't distinguish between high and low!"

"That's what poor people and fools say! You just happen to be both!"

In this way, poor people and fools set aside an hour to practice every day. If there is no opponent, they can only practice against the wall. If the weather is good, they will practice downstairs, and on rainy days, they will practice indoors.Ren Hai listened to the sound of things being smashed and dropped in the room, begging for mercy in the room: "Master Che, I beg you, please let go of my belongings!"

"Look at my B-stroke—"

"That's right!" Ren Hai yelled in the room, "You're just a fool who doesn't smoke!"

"Well, senior, tomorrow I..."

"Well, got it, let's go." An Jiamian waved his hand away before the new sparring partner finished speaking.

The sparring partner that JASON found for him lost three more in this month. Mr. J also said on the phone that it was difficult to find a sparring partner, saying that he was notorious, and gradually An Jiamian had no hope of finding a new sparring partner.It’s a bit early to come to the tennis court today, it’s not yet five o’clock, he’s been with the partner for two hours, and he’s planning to practice again by himself, when he walks out of the court, he wants to borrow a ball machine from the administrator, when he suddenly hears someone’s voice behind him Calling him: "Senior! Senior!"

An Jiamian turned around and saw a boy with a healthy wheat-colored skin wearing a sun hat running towards him with a golf bag on his back. He grinned with a bright sunny smile on his face: "Are you looking for a sparring partner?!"

An Jiamian thought that I was so hard that the words "kneeling and begging to be a training partner" were written all over my face?

He didn't reply, the boy looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, that smile was really... even if he could keep laughing for so long, he didn't know if his muscles hurt or not.Those eyes twinkle as if shouting "Look for me, look for me", which is very vivid.

"How old is this year?" An Jiamian asked while drinking water.

"Eighteen!" Archer lied casually for two years.

"How many years have you learned tennis?"

"One year!" It's actually only one month, ha ha.Rolly scratches at the dog's ears through his hat.

An Jiamian folded his arms and inspected the opponent. The boy stood in front of him with his head held high and his chest held high, like a sentinel being inspected. Oh no, this is a big dog waiting to be trained.

"Hand me to see." An Jiamian spread his hands.

Archer didn't understand what kind of rhythm this was, and put his hand on it in a daze.

An Jiamian was taken aback for a moment, this guy actually stretched out the back of his hand, wouldn't normal people stretch out his palms upwards?Is it paws or what?An Jiamian turned over the boy's hand a little speechlessly, and looked at the palm.

After practicing fart for a year, there are no cocoons.He put down the opponent's hand and turned around: "you go."

Archer was in a hurry: "Why? Why can't I do it?" The dog boy followed behind and asked in disbelief.

"If I say no, I won't." An Jiamian didn't bother to turn around to talk to him, "Don't follow me."

The people behind did not follow.An Jiamian came back with the ball machine, only to find that the boy was still waiting there by the barbed wire.

Seeing him come back, the boy immediately stood up straight.He ignored it, and walked into the court with the ball machine in hand. The boy stood at the door and watched him practice with the ball machine. After a while, he said seriously: "I may not play tennis as well as you, but I can catch your flying ball and give it back to you, isn't that enough. At least...better than a ball machine."

It looked so dusty and pathetic.

But how did tennis become "fly it out and give it back to you"?

The young man who finally got the approval ran into the court, unloaded his bag, took out his tennis racket, waved it suddenly, and stood on the bottom line with his waist down.An Jiamian tapped the racket on his shoulder and said from a distance, "Warm up."

With an "oh", the boy began to stretch his arms and legs, and twisted a few times in a mess, as if he was very happy to warm up.

An Jiamian threw the ball casually with the mentality of giving it a try. The boy looked useless, but he caught it in one go, just... the posture was really ugly.

He sent a flat shot for the second ball, which was very powerful, but the boy still caught it. Although he missed the net, An Jiamian was deeply impressed by the wild way of bouncing around to catch the ball.

Well, it's not beautiful, but it's practical.He doesn't care so much about the situation now.

Seeing An Jiamian's acquiescing attitude, Archer was greatly encouraged, and made every effort to perform seriously.After practicing for an hour, An Jiamian's impression of the new sparring partner has changed quite a bit. He is agile and physically strong. Although there are times when he can't catch the ball, he is...very tough.

During the break, Archer excitedly ran to the bench and said to An Jiamian, "Senior, my name is Archer!"

An Jiamian, who was drinking water, looked at the outstretched dog's paw, and patted it: "An Jiamian."

In this way, Archer practiced with An Jiamian five days a week, earning [-] per hour, [-] a week.After practice this Friday, An Jiamian was lowering his head to pack his things, when the young Archer said from behind: "Senior..."

As soon as Archer opened his mouth and opened his mouth, he saw An Jiamian turned his head and looked over, his eyes frightened him to death, he was speechless, and saw An Jiamian turned around and put the racket back on his own: "Well, I see. "

"Ah?" The dog boy looked puzzled, "What do you know?"

An Jiamian lifted the ball bag and put it on his shoulder: "I know what you want to say."

The wheat-colored young monk Zhanger said "Oh", and ran to get his backpack, but he didn't put it on his back and leave. Instead, he opened the backpack and took out a teaching guide, and leaned over: "Then help me read it." Look, it's an optical physics problem, and I can't figure out the correct answer..."

An Jiamian frowned: "You want me to read the exercises for you?"

"It's not that you said you knew..." The dog boy looked innocent.

An Jiamian took the teaching aid with a stern face, then fell back on the bench and sat down, glanced at the question: "Why don't you ask the teacher?"

Archer frowned and thought for a while, then said, "The teacher is fierce."

"I'm gentle?" An Jiamian raised his eyes to glance at him, and as expected, he saw a cheerful and not shy smiling face, lowered his head and said, "Draft, pen."

Archer offered it quickly.

An Jiamian lowered his head and swipe in his notebook while doing calculations, "I majored in international finance in college, how can you be sure that I can solve this problem? ... Is it necessary for the first year of high school courses to be so perverted? ...Okay, the vibration period is 1.12×10^-2 seconds.”

An Jiamian swiped twice to get the correct answer, and the movement of slapping the pen to the notebook was elegant and domineering. Archer stared at An Jiamian with admiration to death.Xueba!You are a good student!

"Take it back and read it yourself. If you don't understand, ask me next time." An Jiamian returned the draft to Archer, got up and left.

From then on, in addition to practicing two hours of basketball every day, I also had to tutor stupid teenagers in various homework.

English.

"Did you throw your cloze with dice?"

"No, I'll choose B if I don't, hehe!"

"..."

math.

"Assume α+β=m, α+2β=n..."

"Alpha, what is Beta?"

"...You don't even know what you wrote?"

"So it's called Alpha and Beta! I always thought they were called A and B, so why do they look a little different..."

"..."

physics.

An Jiamian suddenly put down the exercise book and stood up with a sigh.

Archer looked puzzled at Young Master An who got up and walked out of the court alone: ​​"...where are you going?"

An Jiamian disappeared for 2 minutes and came back with a can of Wanglaoji, walked back to the bench and sat down, opened the exercise book, drank Wanglaoji and said: "I probably know why your teachers are so cruel to you Well, the only physical education teacher in your school is nice to you, right?"

The dog boy drooped his dog ears injured.

In the blink of an eye, Archer has been An Jiamian's partner training partner for two months, except for going to various high schools to find minor repairs every day, it is the untouchable tennis court.Although it was frustrating not to be able to find Xiaoxiu, it was a happy event that the repayment of gratitude went so smoothly.When he came home from practice, he stuffed the money into the envelope of the small treasury, and when he stuffed the money that day, the envelope was finally overwhelmed and burst open.

Ren Hai was playing Silent Hill, he was startled when he heard the knock on the door, and looked back at the boy with dog ears poking his head in: "What are you doing?"

"Brother Ren Hai, do you still have the envelope?"

"What do you want the envelope for?"

Gouboy held up the envelope that exploded: "I can't put it down."

Ren Hai looked at the stack of RMB that burst out of the envelope, with veins twitching in the corners of his eyes.

Then it was another night of chicken and dog jumping.

"You came here on purpose to show off in front of me!"

"I don't have it! You are a prostitute who sees prostitution!"

"Where did you learn these messy idioms?!"

"You taught me! You didn't even teach me well!"

"You know it's not good, but you still learn!"