God's Salvation Plan

Yu Yan also walked out from inside.

The bell for the next class rang long ago, and a group of people at the door still hugged each other and did not leave.

Yu Yan put his hips on his hips and made a look. Before she got angry, Zhang Yan, the sports committee member, had already led the students towards the classroom, like chasing ducks.

Li Qiqi followed at the end of the line, she looked back worriedly, and saw Tian Zhixiong stopped Tan Xiaohe and wanted to check his knees, but the latter obviously dodged.

It seems that he will never follow the original path after this.Li Qiqi remained motionless on the face, but anxious in his heart, it seemed that his task was not completed.

Before returning to the teaching building, Li Qiqi made an excuse to go to the bathroom and walked back.

Cautiously walked towards the medical office, because she had just noticed that after Tan Xiaohe left, his mother hadn't left yet, and was talking to his former coach Tian Zhixiong.

A teacher wearing a red armband walked up to him, and Li Qiqi hid in the corner of the teaching building in fright, lamenting that this year was clearly seven years ago, why did he act like a spy.

Walking into the corridor where they were standing just now, Li Qiqi heard that Song Jia was on the phone. The other party's voice was too loud, and in addition to the quiet corridor during class, Li Qiqi could vaguely hear what the other party was saying without turning on the hands-free.

It was a deep male voice, it sounded like Tan Xiao and his father.

"I said a long time ago that he is definitely fine. He is my son. I have followed him in basketball training since he was a child. He has no old injuries on his knees. This kid just can't bear the hardships. He is obviously healed. At the risk of quitting the school team, we have given him high expectations for playing basketball, and he is wasting his talent like this..."

"Okay, don't say it." Song Jia interrupted the rest of the words, and took a few steps forward, Li Qiqi couldn't hear the rest of the words.

Li Qiqi stayed where he was and pondered for a while, and didn't go back to class at all, turned around and ran towards the basketball court.

Tian Zhixiong was walking towards the training ground when he heard a female voice calling him behind him.

"Coach! Coach Tian!"

Li Qiqi ran over panting, and said to Tian Zhixiong, "Well, I'm Tan Xiaohe at the same table..."

After speaking, he fumbled in the pocket of his school trousers for a while, and took out a fountain pen with a label with the number 1 on the cap.

"Look!" Li Qiqi handed it over like Xian Bao, in order to prove his identity.

Tian Zhixiong was amused by this move and asked her what happened.

"I want to know about Tan Xiaohe's injury."

Li Qiqi stared at the painted Anta logo on Tian Zhixiong's chest, saw the silence on the other side, raised his head and said firmly: "I want to help him."

Tian Zhixiong thought for a few seconds, or did he agree to tell Li Qiqi?

They didn't enter the training ground, but walked to the vending machine outside the basketball hall.

"Since this year, Tan Xiaohe's state has been not right. At the beginning, he always said that the sneakers were awkward to wear, which affected his training, but they were the shoes he wore most often. Then it was plaster, saying that the team smelled like plaster. It’s too heavy, and it gives me a headache. There will be some weird excuses in the future, and it’s easy to get distracted during regular training.”

Tian Zhixiong fumbled in his pocket for a long time before finally finding a banknote with his mobile phone and stuffing it into the vending machine.

Li Qiqi thought in his heart that this thing was really inconvenient seven years ago, even with a mobile phone, he couldn't scan the QR code to pay.

Tian Zhixiong handed over a can of Pulse.

"Sorry, the vending machines outside our training ground can only sell sports drinks and mineral water."

Li Qiqi shook his head and said thank you.

"I know he is not a child who is suddenly hypocritical. Several of our coaches suspect that he has a problem with his sports psychology. But, but, let's say, no athlete is willing to admit that he has a mental problem, let alone he is still a man with a lot of self-esteem. A strong child cannot be forced to see a psychiatrist."

Li Qiqi felt a string in his heart, and it broke at the moment when the lid of the drink was opened.