Fu Yanghe has also received many honors, but he was not excited when he was hung with a gold medal in his neck.

Banjue Gongbu did not dismount. According to convention, those who won had to ride around the venue and accept congratulations from the onlookers. Fu Yanghe touched Hada who was hanging around his neck, and felt that this Hada was extremely precious.

Last time I went to Banjue's house, he went back and put the Hada that Old Lady Banjue gave him. I don't know if Banjue Gongbu will go back again. If he doesn't go back, he must treasure it when he goes back. It's so meaningful. It's simply witnessing Banjue Gongbu's heroic appearance on the field!

Xiao Tang found that in the next time, Fu Yanghe looked at Ban Jue Gongbu again, and his eyes were shining.

"I used to think that although he is calm and capable of participating in such a big project at a young age, he is just a well-behaved rich second generation in my heart. Today I suddenly think he is so powerful!"

Xiao Tang said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is not as powerful as you. You have seen the world, why do you look like a fan in front of him!"

Fu Yanghe blushed and said, "What a fan, go to yours."

"Do you think President Ban is brave and handsome, and very masculine!"

Fu Yanghe said: "I think he is very good at riding horses and is also awesome in shooting archery!"

"Then he is also handsome, rich, young, and has a great figure." Xiao Tang said, "a top-notch man."

When Fu Yanghe heard this, he sighed.

"Hey, look at Sister Yangjin," said Xiao Tang, "She is so beautiful."

Fu Yanghe looked over and saw Yangjin standing at the end, talking to a young Kangba guy.

The young man was dark, handsome, tall and tall, over 1.8 meters tall, and was so delicate and thin. When he saw the horse behind him, he recognized it. This was the young man who fell off the horse just now.

This young man looked very young and had been unruly on the court just now, but now he looked at Yangjin with a very shy look. The young and energetic boy was also shy when he saw the beauty.

Judging from the situation in the game just now, this young man will probably be able to win next year's championship. Even if he falls off, he will still be second.

There are many people in the competition, but only the top thirteen are ranked and rewarded.

The gay man is very sensitive to the number 13. Xiao Tang asked: "Why are the top 13? I shed 130 tears when I heard this rule!"

Fu Yanghe thought to himself why he chose such a jumpy little gay man as his assistant?

Meng Tao introduced: "This is also an allusion. According to legend, when Princess Wencheng came to Tibet, in order to celebrate the marriage between Han and Tibet, Songtsen Gampo held a large-scale celebration. One of them was horse racing, but Songtsen Gampo only ranked thirteenth. Because it was Songtsen Gampo, the celebrity effect, Tibetans all think that thirteenth is a very auspicious number. So getting thirteenth is even happier than twelfth. In addition, there is a saying in Tibetan historical records that when a prince can ride a horse, his father will pass away and return to heaven. Thirteen years old has always been considered the age when Tibetan princes mature equestrians, and it is popular among the people, so the thirteenth number is like we look at 68th for Tibetans."

Xiao Tang flattered and said, "You know a lot about Tibetan culture."

Meng Tao said with a smile: "I am also half a Tibetan, and of course I also learn from my ancestors' culture."

When Banjuegongbu came back, someone had already taken the horse in his hand and went out. Banjuegongbu gave the prize to the old lady Banjue and said, "I'll go have a meal with them."

"Go." Old lady Banjue was very happy, "Have fun."

Banjuegongbu came over to Fu Yanghe and the others again and said, "Teacher Fu, then I'll go."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "Go and go, I just forgot to congratulate you."

As he said that he was about to take down Hada from his neck and give it to him. Banjuegongbu was stunned for a moment and said, "For you."

Fu Yanghe immediately put it on his neck again, and he was not polite: "Thank you."

Banjue Gongbu went to the contestants' party. Fu Yanghe and his family had lunch with Banjue's family and were about to go back for a nap. Meng Tao grabbed him and said, "Teacher Fu, you can stay for a while."

Fu Yanghe was stunned for a moment, and then Meng Tao said, "Otherwise, I will be embarrassed if I am here alone when Banjue comes back later."

Oh, such a generous girl would be embarrassed. Fu Yanghe said: "I'm really sleepy and want to go back and sleep for a while."

"Oh well……"

Fu Yanghe let out a sigh and took Xiao Tang and the others back to the hotel. On the way, he saw Zhao Xiaojun being depressed and asked, "Why, I just went back and didn't sleep well?"

"He didn't sleep," said Xiao Yang, "he's practicing dancing in the hotel."

Zhao Xiaojun blushed and said, "I can't sleep."

"Don't be too tired," Fu Yanghe said as he put his shoulder on, "I have fun today, go back to the dance studio and get dressed up, you can go and practice in it."

Zhao Xiaojun nodded.

I was so tired today. After Fu Yanghe returned, he put up Hada, whom Banjuegongbu gave him, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. After taking a shower, he felt much more comfortable and fell asleep on the bed.

After falling asleep, I had a dream.

In the dream, he was still asleep in the bed, but Banjue Kampot came in for some reason. Banjue Kampot, who had drunk wine, had a dizzy eyes, and his eyes were a little aggressive. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the two balls of flesh on his butt.

As a gay man, Fu Yanghe has specialized in certain parts of his body. When men are at his age, they are most afraid of being fat. Fortunately, he is not prone to fatness. Although he has not deliberately controlled his diet, his figure is still very good. He is very satisfied with his butt and thinks that one day he will become a killer.

He woke up from his sleep and saw Banjue Kampot sitting on the edge of the bed and watching him.

Dreams are all illogical. The next moment, I changed the scene. I dreamed that his neck was sunburned, and Ban Juegongbu applied medicine to him.

Banjuegongbu's slender fingers were covered with thin calluses and gently stroked his neck. The smell of the ointment was a faint fragrance, which confused his consciousness.

Then Fu Yanghe woke up and felt a thin layer of sweat. His neck was wet and the area covered by the quilt was also wet. He sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and the heat on his body dissipated in the room. But the dream was so real, active in his mind.

He got out of bed and walked to the window, opened the window, and blew the wind for a while, feeling that his dream just now was so shameful.
Chapter completed!