Waking up from the dream, Zhong Xiaoxiao was not frightened, but felt a little unbelievable.
Why is it that every dream he has is so close to reality.
Could it be that this time will be the same as last time?
"Drink the water first, so as not to dry your mouth for a while" Zhang Runqun's voice interrupted Zhong Xiaoxiao's thoughts.
It is not the first time Zhang Runqun has done such an action, and he has mastered the water temperature very precisely, just right.
Looking at the wrinkled hand of grandpa passing the water glass, Zhong Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably sore again.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao" A man's voice from a distance made Zhong Xiaoxiao and Zhang Runqun look over at the same time.
Through the car window, a man is greeting them. He is Zhong Xiaoxiao's basketball coach.
"Coach Yan"
"Why do you look like you haven't woken up, is it uncomfortable?"
"No, Xiaoxiao fell asleep in the car just now, and she is still awake."
Zhang Runqun is explaining for Xiaoxiao, he knows his grandson's personality well.
He pressed down on the car glass while talking, because Zhang Runqun didn't get up from the driver's seat because the cake was still on his lap.
"That's right, the kids are really tired now" Coach Yan raised his hand to signal him not to move, and then said: "A student in that class just now fell asleep on the side of the court during a break. We only found out about this when we asked later. The child's mother enrolled him in eight training classes, and the child is really exhausted."
Zhang Runqun looked at his grandson and sighed in his heart.
How can you not be tired? He was tired just looking at Xiaoxiao's subjects, let alone Xiaoxiao herself.
Zhang Runqun is just an ordinary old man, and he also hopes that Xiaoxiao can relax a little bit.
But my daughter's exhortations sounded in my ears all the time.
All he could do was to be ruthless and to carry Xiao Xiao back and forth between various training classes.
After the Olympiad class, without stopping, I ran to the basketball hall without stopping.
Such a course arrangement is Zhang Lan's best plan through the time between classes.
Zhong Yuanjun's letting go made Zhang Lan's all-encompassing.
Zhong Xiaoxiao accepted silently, and Zhang Runqun saw nothing but a sigh.
"Isn't it? It's the same as rushing to the market. One after another, adults are too tired to move, let alone children"
Coach Yan didn't answer any more questions, but just looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao and said, "Young man, cheer up and see you on the court."
Coach Yan should be about the same age as Teacher Hu in Physical Education. They are full of strength whether they speak or walk.
This is also the reason why Zhong Xiaoxiao likes sports more and more.
"Okay, Coach Yan, see you later."
Although Coach Yan said this sentence when he turned around, Zhang Runqun was surprised by the faint smile on the corner of Zhong Xiaoxiao's mouth.
If I remember correctly, this is the first time for this grandson to talk to the teacher of the training class so enthusiastically, let alone laugh.
"Xiao Xiao, do you have any discomfort?" Zhang Runqun didn't hold back, but asked this question tentatively.
However, just after asking, Zhang Runqun regretted it a little. He was worried about Xiao Xiaoduo.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was stunned for more than ten seconds, and then slowly said: "Grandpa, I'm fine, I'm in good health, but just now I found that Coach Yan is more handsome than usual, so I really want to compete with him on the basketball court, let's Hurry up and get out of the car.¡± (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com