The next day, Ying Huan still went to the club to work part-time.
There were fewer people in the club recently because a big game had just ended and the athletes needed time to rest.
Boxing is different from other competitive sports.
Boxing causes more damage to the body. Generally, it takes three months of rest after a season game to allow the body to return to its best condition.
There were other professional boxers and new boxers training in the club.
Ying Huan's job was to deal with the trauma during their training. She sat on the sofa in the lounge area and took out a sketchbook from her backpack.
Yesterday, she decided to draw the scene of Xu Jing Yu standing at the door of the hospital.
Painting watercolors must be beautiful.
Ying Huan sketched it out in her mind, then picked up the pen and started drawing line drawings. She was wearing a thin sweater today, and her long, soft black hair was spread around her waist. The ends of her hair were slightly curled. The sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell at her feet.
The whole picture was as gentle as a filter.
Dr. Han passed by here, paused, smiled, picked up her phone and took a photo of her.
Ying Huan was too serious and didn't pay attention at all.
Doctor Han called out: "Ying Huan, I'm going out to do something. I won't be back until an hour later. Please keep an eye on me."
Ying Huan hurriedly raised her head, turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "Okay, you go."
After Dr. Han left, Ying Huan stood up and looked around.
When nothing happened, she continued to sit down and draw.
Zhou Bai Hao drove the car outside the club and saw the quiet and picturesque little girl through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and drove the car to the open space in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Zhou Bai Hao sat in the car and watched for a while.
Then he pushed the door open and walked to the window and knocked a few times.
Knock knock knock——
Ying Huan looked up when she heard the sound and saw that it was Zhou Bai Hao. She quickly turned the sketchbook over on the table, stuffed it into her bag, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Bai Hao didn't hear it, but he could tell by the shape of her mouth. He laughed and pointed inside.
Ying Huan saw him walking around towards the main entrance and knew he was about to come in.
She bent down and picked up the sketchbook.
The line drawing was almost completed.
Now that the boss is here, she naturally can't continue painting, so she can only stuff it back into her bag.
Zhou Bai Hao walked up to her and saw her putting away the sketchbook.
He said warmly: "There is nothing to do now. You can continue drawing. There is no need to put it away."
Ying Huan had the nerve to continue, shook her head and said, "No, I'll draw again when I have time."
"What are you drawing? So serious."
Zhou Bai Hao sat down opposite her. Thinking of her focused look, he couldn't help but smile.
Ying Huan paused for a moment and then said the truth: "Draw a picture for Xu Jing Yu. I made him angry. I'm going to apologize."
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