Coach is always blasting gl

Chapter 36

Zhou Jiaming didn't know what happened later, because she was going to school soon, and she had more important things to do after school.

Goal: Help Jiang Fanshan catch up with the coach~

At Zhou Jiaming's request, Lin Shuangsong was added to the participants, and the three went to the school one day in advance. Taking advantage of Huang An'an and Huang Jingjing's absence, they hurriedly arranged dormitories.

You have to have candles, you have to have rings, you need a lot of balloons...

Jiang Fanshan walked back and forth by the window, nervous palms sweating: "The last time, the last time, if Coach Danyang doesn't agree, I will really let go."

Lin Shuangsong had the courage to chat with Zhang Danyang, but he couldn't think of any reason to call her to the dormitory.

Zhou Jiaming sat on the ground and blew up balloons, which made his cheeks hurt. He knew Lin Shuangsong didn't dare to look at her like that. He took the phone and sent a message directly: Coach, is it convenient for you to come to the dormitory now?Fan Shan, she seems to be sick, come quickly.

Then shut down immediately.

"Is this really okay?" Lin Shuangsong was dumbfounded, and looked at Zhou Jiaming suspiciously.

"Hey, why don't you, the coach will definitely be here soon, let's blow up the balloon and hang it up. Fan Shan, hurry up and prepare what you want to say, the coach should be here soon."

"I'm ready, that Jiaming, can you cooperate with me first, let's practice first." Jiang Fanshan suggested.

Zhou Jiaming nodded, knocked on the door very seriously and came in. Lin Shuangsong hid in the corner and manually closed the door and pulled the curtains, and the room was suddenly dark.Jiang Fanshan held a large bouquet of roses and put one hand on her chest, "I like you, I have liked you since the beginning of school, so can you please stay with me?"

Zhou Jiaming lost the chain at a critical moment, and couldn't help laughing when Jiang Fanshan said this, and finally blushed.

"I'm sorry, I..." Puhahahahaha, Zhou Jiaming squeezed his mouth tightly, and at this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Lin Shuangsong, who was in charge of switching the light button, was startled and turned on the light.

Zhang Danyang's figure appeared at the door with a pale face.

The scene in front of me is like this: the atmosphere in the dormitory is ambiguous/ambiguous, the candles on the floor are arranged in the shape of a heart, Jiang Fanshan is holding a lot of roses with a serious expression but a little flustered, Zhou Jiaming's face is red with anxiety, and he is staring at him at the moment. His eyes looked at himself helplessly.Lin Shuangsong was terrified, and just took his mobile phone to report to her, afraid that Jiang Fanshan would turn off the phone after finding out.

And she, if she didn't come up immediately downstairs, she still doesn't know what will happen.

Thinking of this, Zhang Danyang felt that he had figured everything out. The child Jiang Fanshan's twists and turns made her mistakenly think that she liked her. In the end, she finally focused on her team members. It seemed that the child Zhou Jiaming was scared. , His face turned red like this.

It just doesn't make sense.

Zhang Danyang was furious and announced domineeringly: "Team members are not allowed to internalize."

Jiang Fanshan almost fainted from anger, Zhou Jiaming couldn't laugh anymore, and quickly explained: "The coach is not what you think."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Zhang Danyang pressed her arm down to comfort her.

It's over, I can't explain it at all.

Huang An'an and Huang Jingjing returned to the dormitory with the suitcase, and was very happy to see that the dormitory was so warmly decorated.

"Oh, why are there so many candles in the trash can?" Huang Jingjing asked Zhou Jiaming after seeing it. Zhou Jiaming didn't know how to explain it, so he blamed Zhang Danyang.

"It's all the coach's fault."

"Has the coach come to the dormitory?"

"Hmm." She answered vaguely, while keeping an eye on Jiang Fanshan, "He came here and left again."

Jiang Fanshan yelled "Ah—" and took several deep breaths: "Jiaming, go to the bar with me tonight."

"Okay." Good friends should bear the consequences together, "As long as you don't dislike me singing after drinking."

"No, I drink, you stay with me. I am the one who is sad today."

"All right, I'll drink juice."

That night, Jiang Fanshan really drank too much, hugged Zhou Jiaming and cried loudly.Zhou Jiaming knew that his capacity for alcohol was not that good, so he was glad that he held back and only drank fruit juice.

But unexpectedly, she couldn't handle the drunk Jiang Fanshan at all.

She struggled to carry Jiang Fanshan, who was drunk into a pool of mud, to the dormitory building: "You should move a bit, you can't be so heavy if you are in good shape, and you won't go back to the dormitory to close the door!"

"Huh?" Jiang Fanshan finally reacted, she slowly raised her head, looked at Zhou Jiaming, and pushed her down, "Go away, whoever wants to go back to the dormitory, I'm going to find the coach."

"Oops——" Zhou Jiaming was suddenly pushed off his shoulders, staggered, and sat on the flower bed next to him. When he got up, his hands were full of dirt on his buttocks. She was also angry and kicked Jiang Fanshan's ass viciously.

After kicking, Jiang Fanshan yelled: "Who kicked me? Stand up!"

No one paid attention to her, so she continued to walk in the direction of Zhang Danyang's house.

Zhou Jiaming looked at her mobile phone. The time to close the door had passed. She held back her anger and called Zhang Danyang: "Coach, I can't figure it out. Fan Shan is going downstairs to your house."

Zhang Danyang was quiet for a few seconds before hanging up the phone.

After tossing until midnight, Zhou Jiaming and Zhang Danyang finally got Jiang Fanshan to bed smoothly. Zhang Danyang took off her coat, jacket and shoes, and covered her with a quilt.

Dudu jumped up and down excitedly, and this and Zhou Jiaming rolled around on the ground.

"Dudu, go back to sleep in the nest." Zhang Danyang ordered, Dudu groaned twice in displeasure, and went back obediently, lying in the nest, with his head exposed, a pair of black pearl-like eyes looking out curiously .

Zhou Jiaming half-kneeled on the carpet, his hands were dirty, Dudu stopped playing with her, so she went to stare at the little goldfish.

Like a child, everything is strange to see.

"Coach, your goldfish is doing well, right?"

"Well, good." Zhang Danyang teased her casually, "Change the water once every three days, and change the fish once every five days, of course it will be fine."

Zhou Jiaming really believed it again, like a fool.She couldn't see it, the child couldn't joke, and took everything seriously: "Return the soil on your body to its original owner, after all, soil erosion is serious enough."

"Huh?" Zhou Jiaming realized, "Coach, you lied to me again."

She murmured that the badass coach always lied to her, and she no longer believed in the coach, and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhang Danyang thought she could finally take a break, but Han Qiao video came to bother her again, and she felt that sooner or later she would be tossed to death by these two sisters.

"Let Kexin answer my call."

Zhang Danyang hung up without saying a word.

Han Qiao persisted and called again.

She threatened: "Your sister is taking a shower in my bathroom now, and you can try if you bother me again."

"Danyang, don't be like this." Han Qiao forced a smile, "Don't think about my sister, I won't bother Kexin anymore."

Han Qiao, who never shows mercy in the mall, finally backed down.

Seeing her appearance, Zhang Danyang felt very complicated, and he didn't know what kind of psychology he was in: "Why didn't I see you being so subdued once before, just for the sake of my sister?"

Han Qiao smiled bitterly: "I also had my own reasons back then, I don't want to talk about it anymore, don't tell Kexin that I looked for you."

"Doesn't she know if I don't tell you? On the Mid-Autumn Festival, she was next to me."

"Coach~" Zhou Jiaming pleaded pitifully with his wet hair showing half of his head, "Can you lend me a nightgown, and that... an aunt's towel?"

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Let alone Zhang Danyang, Zhou Jiaming might want to slap himself when he thinks about it in the future/Laugh and cry