"Yesterday afternoon, Hu Lai and Li Qingqing both returned to China. They were warmly welcomed by fans at Jincheng Dongsheng International Airport... This is also the first time that the two people have returned to China together after establishing a relationship..."

On the TV news, two people, Hu Lai and Li Qingqing, appeared at the entrance pushing a luggage trolley. The flash lights were loud and countless fans cheered and screamed.

Amid the commotion, Hu Lai and Li Qingqing waved to the fans with smiles on their faces.

"...It is reported that the two will return to their homes in Dongchuan to rest, and then meet up with the Olympic team and the national team in mid-June to train and prepare for the Los Angeles Olympics, which will open on August 5th..."

Zhang Qinghuan was lying on the sofa, looking at the two people on the TV in a daze.

Although there are complaints on the Internet that Hu Lai and Li Qingqing are flowers stuck in cow dung.

But Zhang Qinghuan felt that they were a good match.

You want to ask why they match well?

Zhang Qinghuan couldn't put it into words, it was just a matter of eye contact, and at first glance he didn't think it was out of character.

The sound of the sweeping robot working was heard under his feet. He was too lazy to get up, so he just lifted his legs and hovered in the air, waiting for the robot to clean the area.

As a result, his mother came out of the bedroom and saw his weird posture with his upper body Ge You paralyzed and his lower body fully rotated. She couldn't help but complain: "Are you practicing some core strength?"

Zhang Qinghuan kept this posture and answered her mother: "Make way for the robot."

After the robot cleaned up and left, he put his legs down and returned to the complete form of "Ge You Paralysis".

Seeing him like this, I frowned: "Look at you like this, you look like a professional player! You look like an old man!"

"Hey, what's wrong with professional players? Can't professional players just lie down on the sofa?" Zhang Qinghuan retorted.

"If I take a photo of you in this pose and post it online, all your female fans will probably lose their fans." Ren Changmei said, and actually took out her mobile phone.

Zhang Qinghuan ignored her and didn't even move. Because he knew that his mother only talked about it.

However, the way he looks now has nothing to do with the handsome guy in the eyes of female fans - if you ignore that face, Zhang Qinghuan, who is lying on the sofa, is wearing a white loose T-shirt on his upper body, which looks particularly like an old man's shirt.

. His lower body was wearing gray loose cotton pants, and a pair of flip-flops hung on his thumbs, dangling as if they might fall off at any time.

From the clothes to the posture, everything is baggy and has no temperament at all.

Ren Changmei really didn't take any pictures. She looked back at the TV and complained again: "You are no longer an old man. You still stay at home and watch TV all day long. Why didn't you go out when Xiaoliuzi asked you to go out to play yesterday?"

Xiao Liuzi was Zhang Qinghuan's childhood friend, and the relationship between the two has always been very good. No matter whether Zhang Qinghuan fell into underestimation or returned to the top, it did not affect their relationship.

After returning from Spain, Zhang Qinghuan even had dinner with Xiao Liuzi.

"What are they going for? They are going to sing this time, what should I do?"

"Singing? Why don't you go singing? You are a twenty-eight-year-old young man. You have normal social activities and entertainment. Mom never interferes..."

"I can't sing, so why did I go there? Listen to Xiaoliuzi and the others? Then why don't I just go to the concert?"

"Then you should go and see it!"

Zhang Qinghuan spread his hands: "There is no concert that I like. Besides, I have been in Spain for almost a year. I finally came back, can't I just stay at home with you?"

"Do I want you to accompany me?" Ren Changmei snorted, "When you're not around, I go out to eat, go shopping and play cards every day. When you come back, I have to cook for you at home. Just now, Sister Wang asked me to play cards, but I gave her all the time. Pushed!"

"Mom, you don't need to worry about me. Really, just go and play your cards. I can take care of it by eating. Really..."

"That's not possible. What if you eat randomly and can't even participate in the Olympics?"

Zhang Qinghuan slumped on the sofa and rolled his eyes: "Mom, if you stay here for another two weeks, I will go to the Olympic team for training."

"Too lazy to tell you!"

Ren Changmei dropped these words and turned towards the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Zhang Qinghuan was still slumped on the sofa, but tilted his head back and glanced upward, tracing his mother's back into the kitchen.

Only then did he look away, frowning and thinking about why his mother was so upset today.

Finally, he turned his attention to the TV.

The news about Hu Lai and Li Qingqing returning home has long been broadcast on TV, and now they are talking about the King of Madrid winning the Champions League...

He remembered that his mother should have walked out of the bedroom after the news about Hu Lai and Li Qingqing.

By the way, my mother mentioned the "28-year-old young man"...

A light bulb lit up in Zhang Qinghuan's head, and he understood why his mother behaved like this:

Are you stimulated?

Hold!

Zhang Qinghuan turned over and sat up from the sofa. He realized that he was being urged to get married invisibly...

However, he also discovered that he was actually twenty-eight years old - although he was not yet there, he had to wait until the end of the year - he was almost thirty years old and still stayed at home all day long. No wonder his mother didn't like it...

Zhang Qinghuan was sitting on the sofa and rubbing his chin. It seemed a bit unreasonable that he was still single at this age.

But...can I find a girlfriend at will?

There was no shortage of women around Zhang Qinghuan in the past, but those women were obviously not suitable for him now.

And besides these women, he doesn't seem to know any women, or he lacks the means to know other women...

Zhang Qinghuan, who had never worried about women, frowned and fell into deep thought.

After pondering like this for who knows how long, Zhang Qinghuan finally made a move - he took out his mobile phone and opened an APP for buying air tickets and booking hotels.

After some operations, he shouted into the kitchen: "Mom!"

"what?"

"You can go and have fun with Aunt Wang tomorrow and leave me alone."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Jincheng tomorrow to spend a few days."

This time the sound didn't come from the kitchen. Ren Changmei, wearing an apron, appeared at the door, stared at him and asked, "Why are you going to Jincheng?"

"Go and play with Hu Lai and the others, so that you won't be annoyed when I'm at home."

"Hey...you kid! Hu Lai has Li Qingqing, why are you looking for him? To be a light bulb? Guan Gong rides alone for thousands of miles, are you just eating dog food for thousands of miles?"

"Mom, are you talking in human language? What does it mean to eat dog food for thousands of miles? There are Lao Wang, Xiaoyu, and me in Jincheng, can't we go and check out the house we bought together? Why do we just eat dog food?

Where’s the food?”

"Okay, you can go if you want."

After Ren Changmei finished speaking, she turned around and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking her dinner.

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In an office of the Affiliated Hospital of Jincheng Sports University, chief physician Yang Hua looked at the person in front of him, shook his head and sighed: "I really didn't expect you to come to see me specifically..."

Zhang Qinghuan smiled and said: "Of course I want to see you, Doctor Yang. In a sense, my career was reborn from you."

Yang Hua was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Hey, you still remember! I told you it was all your director Zhao's bad idea! You must let me lie to you about career reimbursement..."

"Even if you risk your life to survive, I'm still very grateful to Dr. Yang."

After Zhang Qinghuan finished speaking, he stood up, preparing to say goodbye.

He has come here to talk to Yang Hua for half an hour and talk about old times.

"Oh, you're welcome, you're welcome. I actually didn't do anything, I just cooperated with them in the acting. It's you who stepped out on your own. Seeing your achievements now, I'm really happy for you from the bottom of my heart..."

When Yang Hua saw this, he also stood up and sent Zhang Qinghuan out the door while talking.

The two walked through the long corridor and arrived at the nurse's station. They immediately attracted low shouts and stares from the nurses there. Each of their eyes seemed to have grown on Zhang Qinghuan's body and they could not pull them out.

"Cough!" Yang Hua coughed, "What are you doing?"

Immediately, a bold nurse made a request: "Um... we want to take a photo with Zhang Qinghuan, is that okay?"

Yang Hua frowned. He was about to refuse, but he heard Zhang Qinghuan next to him say: "Okay, no problem."

Seeing this, Yang Hua had no choice but to say: "Then let's all come together, don't go one by one and delay other people's fun time!"

After saying that, he stood next to Zhang Qinghuan.

The nurses who received permission happily poured out of the nurse station, standing on both sides chattering, and surrounded Zhang Qinghua in the middle.

Then they discovered a problem - who would take photos for everyone?

It was the head nurse, Sister Ma, who stood up and said, "I'll do it."

The other nurses said: "I'll replace you, Sister Ma, in a moment..."

Sister Ma shook her head: "No, just take photos."

She picked up her mobile phone and after some instructions, she completed this group photo.

After taking a group photo, Yang Hua waved away the nurses who wanted to take a group photo alone, and he took Zhang Qinghuan to the elevator. He watched him get on the elevator, and then returned to his office.

On the way back to the office, he still had a smile on his face and hummed quietly.

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Qinghuan became famous, he still remembered his former team doctor and came to visit him...

Hey, I, Lao Yang, can also have such a face!
To be continued...