God's Salvation Plan

"I……"

Li Qiqi was stunned by this question, and couldn't think of a suitable explanation for a moment.

She saw in the post bar that someone had made an analysis post of athlete's personality and game style, and Tan Xiaohe, the rising Ziwei star of Cuba, was naturally among them.

The analysis posts made by these senior fans are quite professional. Li Qiqi read through them word for word, and got a thorough understanding of Tan Xiao and his character.

Knowing that he is not used to talking to the outside world when he is going through a trough, he hides alone and trains silently with the rehabilitation coach, and then waits for the new season to surprise the audience.

Tan Xiaohe once mentioned this incident lightly in an exclusive interview. At that time, he claimed that it was because too much attention from the outside world would cause his invisible pressure.

One is honey and the other is arsenic. The look of anticipation can be the motivation of athletes, or it can be a huge invisible pressure.

What's more, the reason behind Tan Xiaohe now seems to be more complicated than when he was in his trough.

After all, at this moment, even the coach and his parents thought he was going to give up playing.

After Li Qiqi finished speaking, he observed carefully, seeing that Tan Xiaohe had no expression, he smiled and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he took out a bottle of mineral water from his schoolbag and put it in the rest area. He stretched out two fingers and wanted to swear, but the ceramic flowerpot in his hand was too heavy, so he had to put down his hand to hold it up.

The action of supporting the flowerpot with one hand tends to make the center of gravity unstable. Li Qiqi is in a hurry to carry the schoolbag and hold the flowerpot.

Tan Xiaohe, who was holding the basketball, put the ball down, and took Li Qiqi's flower pot.

After thinking about it, I really felt that the posture of holding the flowerpot in one hand and holding the ball in the other was too silly, so I raised my chin to let Li Qiqi take his basketball.

"This one is lighter." He looked at the basketball and then at Li Qiqi.

"Ah?" Li Qiqi didn't understand what he meant at first, and it took a few seconds to realize it.

Being able to bend down to pick up Tan Xiaohe's basketball, Li Qiqi took a close look carefully.

It is a special replica version of Wilson's ncaa competition, and the degree of wear and tear seems to have been practiced for a while.

Li Qiqi was relieved, proving that Tan Xiao and himself hadn't given up yet.

"There's only mineral water here." Xia Qiuyu came back again, picked up his collar, wiped his sweat, and passed the water bottle over.

Finding that there was already a bottle in the rest area, he stopped halfway through handing it over, and looked at Tan Xiaohe teasingly.

Under the gesture of being hit by the opponent, he bounced aside with a smile, and changed the topic and said: "Tomorrow, the team's training will be until [-] pm. I can't practice with you for now, it's old time on weekends."

From this sentence, it can be heard that Xia Qiuyu has been secretly helping Tan Xiaohe with recovery training for a while.

Li Qiqi felt that Tan Xiaohe didn't want others to know about this matter, so he took a small step back and wanted to quit their communication circle.Pretending not to hear, he stared at the small stone on the ground.

Xia Qinyu's mind was not that sensitive, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with what he said.

He glanced at the time and yelled: "It's already ordered, and my mother asked me to go back early today to help her go to the supermarket and bring back some soy sauce. I'm leaving first!"

After speaking, he picked up his bag and ran,

After running for a few steps, he turned around and said to Tan Xiaohe, "By the way, don't run so hard in the morning, your leg injury hasn't fully healed yet, so it's easy to repeat."

After finishing the last sentence, a taxi stopped by the side of the road, and he ran over and got into the car.

Leaving Li Qiqi and Tan Xiaohe staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, the embarrassment of being torn secrets lingered in the air.

"Ah... I'll go first..." Li Qiqi was tongue-tied and prepared to find a reason to slip away.

I completely forgot that I was still holding someone else's basketball in my hand.

"Do you eat ice?" Tan Xiaohe asked her suddenly.

"want!"