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Five hundred and thirtieth chapters uneasy mood(2/2)

"...Fuck, won't this bastard go and conduct a good research? What kind of life did I live before entering high school? Is Ye Mingwang a man? Did he give me a penny since I was a child? Did he raise me? Why!"

In the room, Ye Qin roared angrily, and when he reached out, he smashed his notebook directly to the ground.

Over the years, they have never been as angry as they are now. He has been very cheerful in his personality since he was a child under the influence of his grandparents and uncle. Later, he entered high school and truly realized the gap in real life.

After becoming inferior, although he talks less and becomes much more restrained in character, he can still be considered a good-tempered person.

However, when he thought about the fact that he was riding a bicycle to support some high school tuition fees that year, that summer, he tried his best to ride a bicycle and shouted in tears, and he felt hatred in his heart.

Over the years, he has achieved success. He has improved the living conditions of his grandparents and uncles. He just doesn't want to get involved or touch the family.

Don't look at it, don't think about it.

He doesn't want to face some things, but now these things come to him.

"Are you sorry to you? Are you sorry to me?"

He vented in the hotel room, and finally, Ye Qin sat slowly on the sofa.

The hotel is a high-end business room arranged by the organizer, with large floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the large neon night view outside the hotel window, he only felt unprecedented fatigue.

According to Xiushui's algorithm this year, he is already 22 years old. Over the years, he has already known many things for him.

If I don’t rely on sports or sprinting, where will I be at this moment?

His academic performance was not outstanding, and his conditions were not good at that time. He was likely to drop out if he couldn't finish high school, or if he really finished high school, he would be eliminated in the college entrance examination with thousands of troops.

Just like that, sitting on the sofa and looking at the night view outside the window.

After a long time, Ye Qin stood up and found his cell phone, found his uncle's phone number in the address book, and dialed back.

The phone beeped a few times and was quickly connected.

Ye Mingcheng's voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Ye Qin, have you finished the competition? How are the results?"

"It's over!" Ye Qin stood up with his cell phone and tried to make himself say in a peaceful tone: "It's over! It's not bad, both 100 meters and 200 meters won the championship."

"Then the relationship is good. I remember you didn't have a game this year, are you going home?"

"Ye Qin agreed gently, hesitated for a while before continuing to ask: "That... that uncle, has he entered the hospital?"

"How do you know?" Ye Mingcheng was obviously a little surprised, and his voice lowered slightly, and then said, "It was a few months ago. Pancreatitis is a severe disease."

As he spoke, Ye Mingcheng seemed to have organized some language and continued: "I actually wanted to talk to you before. You don't have a competition, and there is nothing to say. Your grandfather doesn't want to talk about it, saying that this has nothing to do with you."

"I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

The news was confirmed from Ye Mingcheng. Ye Qin did not care why his uncle and grandfather did not tell him about this matter, but just told him about his itinerary.

"Are you back the day after tomorrow?" Ye Mingcheng's voice slightly raised a little, "You'll come back when you come back, it's okay to see. Oh, dad, I'm not wrong again. The father and son will have their lives... OK, I know..."

At this moment, Ye Qin seemed to hear someone talking around Ye Mingcheng, and his voice was a little old. Although Ye Qin still distinguished through his cell phone that it was his grandfather Ye Guandi's voice.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Is grandpa next to you?"

"Oh, that's right. The old man is old and has a big temper. He just gave me a stick." Ye Mingcheng's voice sounded again, and then said, "You can come back, but your grandfather said that he would tell you to go home. Some things he wants to explain to you clearly."

"Okay, I understand!" Ye Qin nodded and responded, quickly hung up his phone.
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