Liang Ting hugged Lu Zhen from behind, turned around and said to the referee: "Isn't this too obvious? Isn't it still a verdict?"

The referee looked at Shen Kuo who was lying on the ground with suspected fractures, whistled, and ruled that He Wuren had committed a foul. Lu Zhen got a penalty kick.

In this game, No. 1 is leading by one point. If Lu Zhen's penalty kick can be scored, this game can turn the situation around.

Lu Zhen stood outside the three-point line, patting the ball and staring at the basket in the distance, looking a little nervous.

Liang Ting and several other players patted Lu Zhen on the shoulder: "Shoot well."

All the attention of the audience was attracted by Lu Zhen. No one paid attention to Shen Kuo beside him. Only Lu Yan stayed with him and helped the nurses in the infirmary to help him get on the stretcher.

Shen Kuo lowered his eyes and saw that the little girl's hand was holding his arm so tightly and hard that the joints on the back of her hand turned white.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay." He patted the back of her hand gently.

"How could it be okay?" Lu Yan rubbed her eyes: "It must be very painful."

When I said it, I couldn't help but cry.

Shen Kuo smiled bitterly: "It really doesn't hurt."

At this time, there was a burst of cheers from the stadium, and it sounded like Lu Zhen had scored a goal.

He relied on the last penalty kick to turn the tide, finally recovered the score, and won the basketball league championship for No. 3 Middle School. The whole stadium was about to explode.

The classmates excitedly ran into the venue, surrounded Lu Zhen, and cheered for him.

At this moment, no one remembered Shen Kuo who met his tragic end. Only Lu Yan stayed by the stretcher, watching worriedly as the nurse fixed his calf.

Shen Kuo tilted his head and looked at the basketball court and said, "Your brother scored a goal."

Lu Yan followed the stretcher and walked all the way to the infirmary, clutching Shen Kuo's sleeve nervously the whole time: "It's already here, I don't care if he scores a goal or not."

It doesn't matter anymore, okay?

Shen Kuo looked up at her: "Don't you... really want to win?"

The girl took a breath and said in a low voice: "I just want to see you win."

You are no longer here, and it doesn't matter whether we win or not.

Shen Kuo's hand suddenly shook, and then he suddenly grabbed her slender wrist. Before Lu Yan could react, the infirmary had already arrived.

Several doctors and nurses helped Shen Kuo up and carried him into the wound treatment room.

Lu Yan stayed in the infirmary the whole time, watching the doctor straighten Shen Kuo's bones. The young man could bear it very well. Even though the pain caused sweat to pour from his forehead and the sheets were wrinkled by him, he still gritted his teeth and did not hesitate.

Say something,

The left leg was splinted and wrapped layer by layer with white gauze, making it look like a bulky carrot head.

The nurse warned: "It's been a hundred days since my muscles and bones were broken. Let's take a good rest during this period. Let the parents make some bone soup and hoof flower soup to replenish their body."

Shen Kuo paused and responded solemnly.

At this moment, several boys wearing red football uniforms pushed open the door and entered, instantly bringing in a wave of hot excitement.

Lu Zhen walked at the end. When he saw Shen Kuo, he immediately defended loudly: "I'm not here to see you! I'm here to take my girl! Don't fucking think too much!"

Shen Kuo ignored him at all and looked at the ivy leaves beside the window railing.

Liang Ting finally pulled the awkward Lu Zhen into the infirmary and said to Shen Kuo with a smile: "In the end, Lu Zhen scored a three-pointer from the penalty kick. We won, thanks to you."

Shen Kuo then said calmly: "Thanks to everyone's contribution."

"Yes, but you are really good at basketball. We brothers are willing to be inferior. Do you have a chance to practice together?"

Obviously, Liang Ting is helping Lu Zhen turn hostility into friendship.

But Lu Yan knew that it was not that simple.

Lu Zhen has done so many bastard things in the past, but Shen Kuo is a person who must retaliate, and he will not just forgive him with a few words.

"Practice for what?" A sneer appeared on his thin lips, looking at Lu Zhen: "Practice him."

Lu Zhen couldn't stand his attitude and touched his injured leg: "You're pretty damn capable, aren't you."

Shen Kuo felt pain and frowned, but did not say a word.

Lu Yan was furious, pushed Lu Zhen away, and said excitedly: "Don't touch him!"

Lu Zhen grabbed the little girl's wrist and patted her on the back of the head: "Where did your elbow go? Ah, I didn't even look at the penalty kick. In the blink of an eye, there was no one left. What do you mean?"

"

"Well..."

"Let's go home with me."

"I'm not going back." Lu Yan moved to the hospital bed and sat beside Shen Kuo's bed: "I will stay with the patient for a while."

Lu Zhen said sarcastically: "Do I want you to accompany me? Don't be sentimental here. You might offend Mr. Shen too much."

"Your young master speaks in a weird way." Lu Yan raised her chin and pouted at him: "You are the only one who is an eyesore in the whole process, okay, Mr. Lu."

"You dare to talk back to me when your wings are stiff, right?"

Lu Zhenyang patted her on the head. Lu Yan instinctively hid beside Shen Kuo, and Shen Kuo held his hand.

His wrist was so strong that Lu Zhen struggled but did not break away: "Let go!"

Shen Kuo shook him off with a calm expression: "Don't touch her."

"I discipline girls, you'd better not get involved, or you'll look good."

The corners of Shen Kuo's eyes trembled: "As good as I am, you should give it a try."

At this moment, the nurse pushed open the door and said, "This is a hospital, what are you making a fuss about?"

Lu Zhen gave up in a depressed manner and only said that when you are discharged from the hospital, you will have a good harvest.

"Who among you can come over and pay the fee?"

Shen Kuo struggled to get up, but Lu Yan suddenly pushed Lu Zhen and said unceremoniously: "Go and pay."

"What, I..."

"I'm here, I'm here. Are you here to be a decoration? Just pay the fee!"

Lu Zhen left his daughter speechless, and Liang Ting and others pulled him out of the infirmary with a smile: "Let's go and pay. Brother Shen was injured for the honor of our team. It's our responsibility to pay."

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Some media interviewed Han Chenhui, a third-tier actress who was a guest at the same time: "I heard that Zheng Yaoyu will also participate in this show. Is there anything you want to say?"

Han Chenhui said expressionlessly: "I don't know him, I haven't heard of him."

Her answer immediately caused an uproar, and curses spread everywhere.

On the day of the recording, Zheng Yaoyu appeared indifferently wearing a handsome suit.

All the actresses in the audience tried their best to attract a little bit of Zheng Yaoyu's attention - in order to please the little Prince Zheng, the actress held melon seeds in her hands and teased his pet parrot.

The parrot looked noble and cold, and no one paid attention to it.

Until Han Chenhui walked out cautiously from the backstage——

The parrot suddenly said: "Hui Hui, why are you crying?"

Han Chenhui, who was making soy sauce in the corner: "..."

"Ah woo~" the parrot cried out, imitating the cry vividly, "Husband, please kiss your relatives~ woo~"

An 18th-tier actress who spent her life pretending to be unfamiliar with her boss husband was caught off guard by a parrot that eavesdropped on the corner and made a lot of flirtatious remarks...

#Sorry for Mrs. Zheng who I scolded over the years#

#Everyone, hurry up and leave, you can smell the show of affection:)#
Chapter completed!