The woman drove to Tianxiyuan, a nearly twenty-minute drive.

The elevator stopped at the corresponding floor, and someone was already waiting for her.

"Ink-stained egg." The boy is thin and tall, about 1.98 meters tall. His skin is very white, his features are pretty and he looks young for his age. He wears a hurdle vest on his upper body, and although his arms are not too thick, his muscle lines are obvious.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if he had been waiting for a while, lazily, and looked disgusted when he spoke.

"Nothing big or small." The woman slowly walked out of the elevator, threw the tote bag on her shoulder to Jiang Eryang and walked forward without any intention of waiting for him.

The bag was full of clothes, water bottles, towels, etc. needed for rehearsal. However, for the boy, this was not even as heavy as half a dumbbell, so he followed her with one hand.

"Grandma and grandpa!" The door was ajar, Zhao Yiran opened it and saw the people in the living room.

"Of course! You're finally here. You've been busy lately." The old lady stretched out her hand and pulled her granddaughter to sit next to her.

"But grandma is tired, and she doesn't get enough sleep every day." Zhao Yiran turned into a kitten and nestled in her grandma's arms, acting coquettishly. Grandpa was sitting on the single sofa beside him, and his face was filled with smiles when he saw this scene.

"I saw your car coming in by the window just now, so I asked Yangyang to go out to pick you up. I didn't expect it to be so slow and I didn't see you coming in for a long time." The old man held a tea cup in his hand with a kind face.

"I'm just telling you, how could Jiang Eryang be so sensible and know how to come out to pick me up?" Zhao Yiran straightened up and leaned on the sofa behind him. After speaking, he didn't forget to challenge him in the other direction, with a look on his face like "I've seen through you already."

Grandma laughed loudly, but she knew that the siblings usually quarreled, but secretly they were thinking about each other more than the other. She patted her and sat up, "The lychees that Yangyang and I peeled for you are still cold. Eat less."

Two pills will cool down the heat."

The woman followed her gaze and saw the glass bowl on the coffee table. It was filled to the brim with plump fruit pulp, which quenched her thirst just by looking at it.

She stretched out her hand and was slapped before she could touch it. "Wash your hands, you!" Jiang Eryang sat next to him and scolded in a low voice, looking like an elder brother. Although he had a look of disgust on his face, he turned around and handed a disinfectant wipe to her.

"You wipe it for me." There is no way, as soon as she comes home, she is a complete coquette and is pampered by the whole family.

"Grandma, take care of her! She's so used to it." The young man threw the wet wipe into her hand, his tone very dissatisfied.

Grandma and grandpa sat aside and didn't care. The more they fought and fought for favor, the happier they felt.

When the conversation reached the dinner table, Zhao Yiran sat opposite him. The table was filled with the dishes that the two children liked to eat. Jiang Yaohua took a wine cup and filled it for his father-in-law and then poured himself a glass.

"Yangyang, would you like a drink?" Grandpa asked the grandson next to him.

"I don't drink, grandpa."

"Just pretend." Zhao Yiran, who was opposite, didn't believe his brother's lies. His words in a low voice made Jiang Eryang roll his eyes at her.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, the woman finally became serious and concerned, "Have you packed everything? Why are you leaving in such a hurry all of a sudden?"

"We don't know. Your brother came back from training yesterday and said he would report this afternoon. I don't know why he was in such a hurry." When Li Ting called her daughter yesterday, she told her that Jiang Eryang was going to training this afternoon.

, a simple family dinner is a reunion.

"It's better to train earlier and adapt to the environment earlier. It's also good to have more time to improve." Jiang Yaohua heard the dissatisfaction in his wife's words from the side. It was also the sudden incident that made everyone confused. Even their luggage was packed in a panic.

Yes, I understand that she is worried that her son’s training camp will be uncomfortable due to insufficient preparation.

Men's thinking is definitely different from women's. The men in the family don't care about "Mom, relax, training is not a common thing for me."

Jiang Eryang has good physical fitness. When he was playing basketball in the school team in junior high school, he was picked up by the coach of Guangyang Youth Training Team and signed into the team. In the following years, he played many games one after another. Not long ago, the coach of Guangyang Team

I went to watch it and wanted to get this seedling.

The original plan was to stay after the Spring Festival and after the new league season was completed and the contract was signed, but suddenly there was an urgent call to join the team as soon as possible. The coach of the youth training team could not keep him and had to let him go.

"How have you been training with the team recently?" The old man sipped his wine and asked.

"Coach Yang came over the day before yesterday, and we had a confrontation with the Guangyang team." Jiang Eryang took a mouthful of rice and said it easily.

"Has your brother-in-law gone?" The old man was used to hearing the Guangyang team ask his grandson-in-law Liang Jing incidentally.

"No, but I helped Dong Fang." Having said this, the young man recalled the game that day and was still very excited.

Zhao Yiran, who had been eating quietly without saying anything, choked when he heard the familiar name. The men didn't care and continued chatting, "Two of Dong Fang are covered? Not bad!" Jiang Yaohua was also pleasantly surprised when he heard this.

Dong Fang is now considered the main scorer of the Guangyang team. Breakthroughs and pick-and-rolls are both strengths. His physical fitness is extremely high, and his three-point shooting from the outside is also his advantage.

"Dad, do you still know about Dong Fang?" Zhao Yiran asked casually, but was laughed at by his grandfather, "Don't talk about your dad, I know him. We watch football together all day long. Do you still know?"

"Grandpa, do you also know?" She always thought that old fans like her grandfather might not know these young players. After all, they have been playing for so long, and the older generation are basically a bit stubborn and rarely recognize the current players.

Young players.

"Dong Fang~ This kid has a good relationship, which is great."

"Sister, you, a person who has never even watched a football game, stop talking. You don't know anyone."

"Who said I don't know anyone?" When she was having fun with the players in the club, this guy didn't know where he went to elementary school.

"Except brother-in-law."

"Except for my brother-in-law, all the people I knew are gone." It's just that when I got busy with work, I paid very little attention to it, and didn't keep up with the times. I don't know who are the most popular and effective people now.

The two siblings were arguing back and forth like this, as if no one was convinced by the other, "Okay, you two, you will bicker endlessly every day when you meet." Li Ting sat aside, listening to it.

The meal was hasty and simple, and after only a few moments of rest, the whole family packed up and prepared to send Jiang Eryang to the club. Zhao Yiran drove him, and Jiang Yaohua drove Li Ting and his grandparents to follow behind.

The club is in an alley, which is not very wide, and the cars drive slowly. There are some people standing at the end of the road, making it seem more crowded.

Approaching inside, most people's eyes were attracted to this raspberry pink sports car, because it was eye-catching but it didn't look like ordinary people's style. With the windows closed tightly, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could still see the movements of whispering to each other.

Spying on the people in the car.

Only by seeing the signs held by a few people did we understand their purpose: "So many fans?"

Zhao Yiran felt that this looked a bit like a star-chasing scene, but that was not the case. The Guangyang team was originally a strong team with strength and traffic.

Unable to drive further in, the two cars stopped at the side of the club entrance. As soon as they turned off the engine and got out of the car, they heard the voice of grandma behind them.

"Girl, why are you all gathering here?" The old lady looked amiable and asked the girl next to her carefully.

"Grandma, we are all fans. We are here to wait for others." The girl's southern accent sounded like she was not a local.

"Are you waiting for someone? The sun is so fierce, how long do you have to wait?"

Most of the people waiting here are girls, some are in groups, and some are alone like the girl in front of me. The temperature is high in the afternoon, and everyone's faces are red when I look at them, and some are sweating. Some

Those who were ready held a small electric fan in their hands, and those who didn't had it had to use cardboard fans. Even though they were strangers to each other, it felt distressing to see them like this.

"I don't know. Come try your luck. You can't even see it when it's closed."

The rest of the people were helping to unload their luggage. Grandpa stood at the door with his hands behind his back and looked around at the buildings inside.

After a while, an assistant coach came out and was responsible for arranging Jiang Eryang's affairs.

When the fans outside saw him coming out, they immediately swarmed up and asked about this and that.

"Will they come out today?"

"Put Dong inside?"

"Is the training over? How is Captain Liang's injury?"

"Angkor, can you please let them come out?"

...

When we entered the venue, we were greeted by displays of trophies and certificates all over the wall, as well as posters and introductions of the coaching staff and veteran players. It was very impressive.

From Zhao Yiran's perspective, there were quite a few familiar faces.

"Hey, Liang Jing is here!"

The old man's words made Angkor, who was leading the way, turn his head and said, "Uncle, do you know Captain Liang?"

Looking at the old man Wen Zou Zou, I thought he didn’t understand their sports and basketball aspect.

"My grandson-in-law."

Such a confident answer immediately shocked the people in front of me. After thinking about the relationship in my mind, I still somewhat doubted the authenticity of this statement.

"Is it true?" he asked Jiang Eryang next to him in a low voice.

"Well, my brother-in-law."

Everyone in the sports circle knows that Liang Jing and Zheng Mengqi of the volleyball team are from the same family. "Is Zheng Mengqi your sister?"

"Cousin, the one behind is my sister." The boy explained in a normal manner with a calm expression.

"Good guy, you are really low-key and high-key. Liang Jing has never said that." This was really shocking. He was with the youth training team to watch the game. Jiang Eryang, a new member of the coaching staff

We have all discussed it, but we never thought that he still has this kind of relationship with the captain of the club.

The boy smiled twice and said nothing.

There was a staircase at the corner. Angkor planned to take them around the venue first, and then go to the dormitory to slowly put away their things.

A family set out, but it was a small tour group. Jiang Eryang and Angkor walked at the front, grandpa followed them alone, Jiang Yaohua accompanied Li Ting, and Zhao Yiran walked at the end holding grandma.

"Ah! Angkor." A familiar voice came from the stairs in front, causing the woman to look up.

"Is the recording finished?"

The man quickly walked down the stairs without paying attention to the person at the end. He put away his phone and looked at the boy in front of him with a devilish smile, "Come on, brother!"

To be precise, Jiang Eryang only had a relationship with him once. In the match two days ago, he was blocked twice by a boy from the youth training team.

After the exchange, Dong Fang quite liked this young man. He had a good personality and had his own style of playing.

"Is it Dong Fang?" The old man slowly moved forward. His eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly. Based on his figure and voice, he estimated that it should be him.

"Why are you here? I haven't seen you for a long time!" Liang Jing knew that this was Zhao Yiran's grandfather when he took the old man to the scene during the league game two years ago.

Reflexively, he also looked for familiar figures in the team, thinking that if the old man was here, Zhao Yiran would come with him. He only looked away after a moment.
Chapter completed!