It’s Colder Today

"How about I give you A?" Shi Yun glanced at him.

Mu Kai's eyes widened: "Who are you insulting?"

Shi Yun: "Then you look so unhappy, is that because you are doing it?"

Mu Kai originally didn't want to say that the two of them were half-alliance friends after dinner: "Aren't you worried at all? Aren't you afraid that something will happen between Wei Zongying and Lite? Or that he likes another girl. ?”

"Contemporary society rejects anxiety." Shi Yun raised his hand and made a cross. Besides, even if there is something true and he is in love with someone else, it is useless to be anxious now.

The two of them walked towards the tent where they were resting. Mu Kai was ready to be polite and ask her if she wanted to go to the tent for a lunch break. I just felt a chill from all this distance, and this murderous aura was coming menacingly.

Looking up into the distance, he saw a man flying knives at him with his eyes.

Mu Kai reminded Shi Yun to look diagonally forward: "It's Wei Congying."

Only Wei Cong should not have Lite. Mu Kai suddenly felt happy, so he could go find Lite now.

He did it as soon as he thought of it, and said goodbye to Shi Yun.

Shi Yun ignored someone's eye attack and waved to Mu Kai: "Then I hope you don't get slapped today."

"Damn you." Mu Kai took two steps and heard these words, turned around and cursed, "You two are a perfect match, both are annoying."

If you hate it, you hate it.

Watching Mu Kai go away, Shi Yun straightened his back, not showing any guilt on his face. Swinging her short ponytail, she walked towards him.

Fan Kong pushed Garp into the tent and turned around to invite Wei Zong. However, he saw him narrowing his eyes and staring at a woman who was walking toward them.

The woman was still holding an orange medical vest in her hand, with what could be defined as a bright smile on her face.

Fan Kong was worried that the team doctor was not around and there was no one to help treat Karp's wound.

He stepped forward and blocked Wei Zongying's gaze on Shiyun: "Hello, can you help us deal with our player's wounds?"

Fan Kong blocked the sight of the two people secretly competing.

Shi Yun followed Fan Kong and took two steps forward, but deliberately met Wei Songying's gaze and walked to him. Then, like a student in military training, he turned right and bumped him with his shoulder when passing by him.

Seeing his swaying figure, she looked happy, and her steps became light when she walked into the tent.

The person had already left. Wei Zongying steadied his body and raised his hand to touch the place where she had hit him. When he turned his head, he saw only the hanging and swaying curtain of the tent.

Garp was stuffing a sandwich into his mouth. Before he could swallow it, he heard Fan Kong walking in from outside the tent and said that a medical staff had arrived. While he was chewing, he raised his head. When he saw the face clearly, he was almost killed. Choking on sandwich.

Then Shi Yun looked like she didn't know him or Wei Songying. She put on a mask and gloves and looked like a professional technician.

They have a medical kit, and this kind of wound treatment is an introductory operation for Shiyun.

The tweezers seemed to have grown on her hands, and she could handle cotton balls and gauze with ease.

She cleaned up the wound and then checked Garp's arm. The elbow seemed to be only a slight scratch, nothing major.

Fan Kong's wife enthusiastically poured a cup of coffee for Shi Yun. She looked at her yellow skin, dark hair and Asian appearance: "Are she Japanese?"

After all, Japanese cars dominate the vast majority of the fleet here. Even the cars owned by Kapp and Wei Songying are Japanese cars and signed with Japanese brands. The popularity of racing in other Asian countries is far less than that in Japan.

Shi Yun put down the tweezers and bandaged Karp's wound with gauze. Facing Mrs. Fan Kong's question, she smiled and shook her head: "No, I'm from China."

"From China?" Fan Kong was surprised, then pointed at Wei Songying, "He is from the same country as you."

The tone was like introducing a fellow villager.

Shi Yun smiled: "I know, I have interacted with him before."

Silence filled the tent for a moment. Wei Zong, one of the parties involved, had been eating in silence after entering the tent. Shi Yun continued to help Garp treat his wounds with a smile.

Karp suddenly felt a sense of mission, which was to explain clearly and help these two people ease the awkward atmosphere: "They have broken up."

Mrs. Fan Kong was surprised and her tone went up: "Did you break up?"

Fan Kong said in a long tone as if he suddenly realized, "We broke up."

Shi Yun said with a smile: "Yes, we broke up."

Seeing that everyone understood, Garp nodded and said, "Yes, yes, they have broken up."

Mission accomplished, but why is the atmosphere still so awkward?

Wei Congying swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and lazily raised his eyes with a very embarrassed expression: "You just invented the word breakup, right?"

So said so many times.

As soon as he said this, Fan Kong scratched his face. He always felt that the magnetic field atmosphere between the two people was different. He looked left and right and forgot about what he wanted to teach Garp.

Shi Yun took care of Garp's wound and while packing up the medical garbage, reminded him: "Don't touch the wound with water recently. There seems to be nothing wrong with the bones. If you feel pain in your arm tomorrow, you should go to the hospital for a checkup."

After dealing with the polite thanks from those people, Shi Yun drank the coffee that Mrs. Fan Kong had poured for herself.