I'm the hero in the fanfiction

But although Ye Zhe's grades are very good, but no matter how you look at them, they are not at that level, and besides, he is overwhelmed by Yu Hui.

Yu Hui hasn't been called an academic god yet, so why is Ye Zhe able?

"You don't know?" Yue Qing was surprised, this is a well-known secret in Sushi No. [-] Middle School.

Ji Huai shrugged: "Maybe I didn't care too much about this before."

Yue Qing had no doubts about him, and was about to explain when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Ji Huai, the physics teacher is looking for you." The physics class representative Ruan Xing suddenly ran over and patted Ji Huai on the shoulder.

Could it be that the teacher found out that he corrected my test paper by mistake, and now he is looking for me to correct the score?

Ji Huai's eyes lit up, he immediately stood up from his seat, and ran towards the teacher's office excitedly.

"Ji Huai is so nervous, he is so happy that the teacher found him."

Yue Qing muttered to himself, but saw Ye Zhe who was lying on the table and was about to fall asleep called Ruan Xing: "How much is Ji Huai's physics score?"

"54."

The red circle on the report card was so obvious that he couldn't remember it.

Ye Zhe pursed his lips slightly and left the classroom.

……

For the convenience of teaching, the teacher's office is at the two ends of the classrooms on each floor. Ji Huai walked outside the office within a few steps.

He poked his head and looked inside, only to see physics teacher Lao Zhao was reading the newspaper intently with his reading glasses. He didn't know what he saw, and suddenly he frowned and showed a trace of anger on his face.

"Hello, teacher."

As soon as Old Zhao looked up, he saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing in front of him, scratching his head and smiling shyly at him.

He closed the newspaper and snorted coldly: "Ji Huai, right?"

"It's me." He said expectantly, "Is there anything the teacher wants from me?"

"Have you read the physics results this time?"

"Looked."

"What do you want to say?"

"Yes," Ji Huai scratched at the partition, "Did the school count my scores wrongly?"

Old Zhao Duancha's hands stopped, and he raised his head to stare at him: "Do you think the school got your grades wrong?"

Ji Huai nodded.

He was still afraid that the teacher would not believe it, so he explained: "Ye Zhe and I got the answer right, but I got the multiple choice question and the last big question wrong. It is impossible for me to fail."

Old Zhao thought that when Ji Huai found out that he was looking for him, he would be uneasy and even take the initiative to admit his mistakes and confess honestly, but he didn't expect that the other party would think it was the school's fault.

He put the teacup heavily on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Ji Huai, tell the teacher, who do you want the answer from?"

Ji Huai was dumbfounded: "I wrote it myself."

"fart!"

Old Zhao had a fiery personality, and he wanted to save some face for the students before calling him to the office to inquire. Unexpectedly, the child didn't want to repent, and insisted that he just refused to admit his mistakes. He immediately became angry, and was about to get angry when he slapped the table.

"You wrote it yourself? When did high school teach you to use definite integrals and calculus to solve physics problems?!"

It was still morning reading class at this time, and the loud reading of the surrounding classes covered up Lao Zhao's roar. Ye Zhe walked to the door of the office and stopped when he heard the voice inside.

Ji Huai opened his mouth: "I'm reading the textbook behind me..."

"There is no such thing in high school!" Lao Zhao hated iron and iron and wanted to slap the book on his head. "Using points to solve physics problems is beyond the standard in high school, no points!"

"Understood! You didn't get a point in the problem-solving process of the answer sheet!"

"You tell me that you read the textbooks behind the things that are not in the textbooks? Are you a high school student who knows the textbooks or I, who have been teaching for more than 30 years, know better?!"

When Lao Zhao got the report card this morning, he found that Ji Huai was in such a special situation. Except for the single subject of physics, the other five subjects were all in the top five in the class. He thought that the child was a partial subject, so he answered his physics Ka called out to see how he answered the questions, so that he could prescribe the right medicine in the future.

Such a good student cannot be dragged down by partial subjects.

Unexpectedly, when the answer sheet was called up, he couldn't help but marvel at the page-full point solution. The child's method of solving the problem was ingenious, and he skillfully used the points.

He wanted to just give a warning during class, but when the other teachers passed by his seat, they were surprised: "This is Ji Huai's test paper? When will he use the points?"

Old Zhao hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"

"I taught this kid physics in his freshman year of high school, and he usually only gets forty or fifty points in the exam at most. I didn't expect this integral solution to be so beautiful."

"Mr. Gao, didn't you teach this?"

"Why do I teach this when I have nothing to do? The college entrance examination doesn't test this thing."

It is impossible to use integral thinking so vividly without a lot of practice, but who would spend a lot of time for a knowledge that is not taken in the college entrance examination?

In the heart of the physics teacher, the answer is ready to come out.

"Ji Huai, how did you get here?"

Ji Huai's face was turned pale by the long speech of the physics teacher. He didn't even remember that high school was not allowed to use integrals to solve physics!

He just saw a lot of math integral questions in Ye Zhe's information, so he preconceived that physics can also be used, and he asked Ye Zhe so many questions, Ye Zhe never said anything similar to him.The other party can understand the steps he wrote, so he thinks that even if it doesn't appear in this physics book, there will be in the following electives...

Facing the teacher's angry and disappointed eyes, he insisted: "Teacher, I really wrote this by myself."

Old Zhao saw that Ji Huai's eyes were sincere and clear, and his anger dissipated a lot after venting, so he sighed and half-believingly asked, "You said you wrote it yourself, so who taught you?"

Who taught it?

In his last life, he was taught by a university physics teacher.

But he graduated five years ago, and Dawu only studied 36 class hours in one semester. How could he remember the name of Dawu's teacher...

Just when he was about to confuse his name with random names, Qingyue's voice came from behind:

"I taught it."

Ji Huai was taken aback, while Ye Zhe was standing at the door of the office, calmly looking directly at the teacher: "Teacher, I taught."

"You taught?" Old Zhao was also stunned.

"Ji Huai and I are at the same table, and I have nothing to teach him when I have nothing to do." Ye Zhe came over and stood next to Ji Huai, with clear eyebrows.

"is it not OK?"

The author has something to say: Ji Huai: Why is Ye Zhe called the god of learning?

Yue Qing: Because the author said that whoever gets this title will be the male lead, the school bully is obsessed with studying and has no time to play role-playing with the author, so Ye Zhe, who is asleep and doesn't know anything, is pushed out.

Ji Huai: ...

☆、Chapter 12

Old Zhao came back to his senses and frowned.

Hearing what he said, Ji Huai cast a grateful look at him, and said to Old Zhao: "Mr. Zhao, otherwise you can just find a topic, and I will use the points to show you now. Can you see it?"

If he did it on the spot, it would prove that he wrote it himself.

Old Zhao stared at him, as if he wanted to see from his eyes whether he was bluffing. After a moment of silence, he took out an exercise book from under the lesson plan, flipped to the chapter on electric field, pointed to one of the questions and said: " That's the question then."

Ji Huai picked up a pen from Lao Zhao's desk, and after thinking for a moment, lines of round letters and numbers appeared on the paper.

Column formula, integral, derivation, value, solution, all done in one step.

Old Zhao took the paper, and the solution process above was so clear that even he couldn't help admiring it secretly in his heart.

"Mr. Zhao, am I doing the right thing?"

Being stared at by these pitiful eyes, even a teacher with a "stern face and selflessness" like Lao Zhao couldn't help but soften his heart.This child is young, and he will be an adult next year, but he looks similar to his little grandson who just entered junior high school.

Like a child.

Thinking of how he lost his temper with the child a few minutes ago, and also misunderstood that he was cheating and plagiarizing, Lao Zhao didn't know where to put his old face.

He coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment: "Well, let's go, next time remember not to use points to solve physics problems."

After speaking, he glanced at such a beautiful problem-solving process, and added: "If you have time, you can also read books about physics competitions."

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that this was a pass.

He cheered, waved at Old Zhao, and pulled Ye Zhe out.

Ye Zhe was dragged by the wrist, and before he recovered, he found himself in the toilet.Ji Huai ran a little fast, his chest heaved non-stop, but the smile on his face couldn't stop.

"Ye Zhe, thank you."

Ye Zhe turned his head in the face of his shining eyes: "I should not have told you, I am also responsible."

"It's not your fault," Ji Huai scratched his head, "but why didn't you tell me?"

Not to blame him, just really curious.

"Wang Yi said that you often used points in your freshman year of high school." Ye Zhe paused, "I thought your freshman teacher should tell you."

He didn't say much more to remind.

He didn't realize that he still used the points until he heard Ruan Xing say that Ji Huai, who should have only missed one question, failed.Thinking of his faltering look when he was asked how he learned it, Ye Zhe knew that he probably didn't want to say it.

If you can't give a reason, you will be regarded as cheating by the teacher. Thinking of this, Ye Zhe went to the office.

After hearing this, Ji Huai was dumbfounded. He secretly felt lucky when he heard what Wang Yi said. He felt that the other party did him a big favor, but he actually cheated him? !

Seeing that his face was dull for a while, annoyed for a while, and speechless for a while, Ye Zhe asked, "What are you thinking?"

"I finally understand a sentence."

"Ok?"

"What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot?"

Ye Zhe didn't understand, so he glanced at him and wanted to go out.

Seeing that his direction did not seem to be the classroom, Ji Huai shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the office." Ye Zhe was expressionless, "I still have something to do with the teacher."

Before I could say it, I was dragged away by you.

Ji Huai: "..."

I'm sorry, but I'm being self-indulgent.

……

The college entrance examination is over, and the National Day is just around the corner, not to mention that there is a basketball game in between. The students can't sit still, looking forward to the holiday with excitement and excitement every day.

Class [-] lost to Class [-] next door by a fraction of a fraction of a point in the joint exam last time. It was not a big deal, after all, there are always differences between classes.

But Class Eight is different.

Class [-] is led by their young and beautiful English teacher.

English teacher Chen Jin has just graduated from university. This is her first time teaching. Naturally, she is very concerned about these two classes. Occasionally, she will compare the two classes in her heart, and she can't help but say it in class.

Since then, Class Seven has become Teacher Chen's favorite class in the eyes of Class Eight, and Class Eight has become Teacher Chen's favorite class in the eyes of Class Seven.Most of the science classes are boys, and this age hates others to say that they are not as good as others, especially Mr. Chen who is so beautiful and moving.

So the boys got angry.

They regard each other as imaginary enemies, and vow to beat Class Eight in all competitions and exams!

Even if the seventh class (eighth class) is the second class, as long as the eighth class (seventh class) is the first class.

Based on this idea, the average score of Class [-] in the last joint exam was actually higher than that of Class [-]. Can Class [-] bear it? !

No!

They vowed to win back in this basketball game!

For this reason, before the joint entrance examination started, the sports committee brought a few basketball players to start training. Not only did they soak in the basketball court on weekends, but they even went to the indoor gymnasium for evening self-study.The classmates in the class were fighting against each other, and they covered them every day, but no teacher noticed that there were a few people missing in the class.Ji Huai is a substitute, so the training naturally doesn't need to be as hard as the regular team members. He only occasionally practices on weekends in PE class, or drags Ye Zhe to play two games with him.

On the last weekend before the National Day, the preliminaries of the basketball game had ended, and both Class Seven and Class Eight successfully defeated their competitors.

Today is the day when the two classes confront each other.

"Why isn't Daming coming?"

The sports committee grabbed the corner of his clothes in a state of anxiety.

The fateful duel is about to begin, and the small forward from class seven hasn't come to school yet.

Seeing Liu Xian hang up the phone, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? When is he coming?"

Liu Xian shook his head, frowned and said, "He said he twisted his foot when he went downstairs yesterday, and his mother is watching him at home now so he can't come."

"Fuck!"

The sports committee couldn't help but swear, why didn't the accident happen sooner or later, but the accident happened before the match with the eighth class.

Wouldn't it be self-imposed and apologetic if he lost?

Ji Huai, who had just rushed over, saw the battered appearance of the sports committee, and stepped forward slowly: "What's wrong?"

Liu Xian told the story again, muttering to himself: "What the hell is this?"

Song Fangming is a small forward in Class [-]. He is not bad at basketball, and he has practiced with them for so long, and they have a good understanding with each other. Suddenly, one person is missing, which immediately makes them panic.

The sports committee suddenly looked at him with bright eyes, and quickly walked up to Ji Huai and pressed his shoulder: "Ji Huai, have you brought your basketball uniform?"

Ji Huai was taken aback, subconsciously replied: "No."

He was just a substitute. He thought he didn't have anything to do today, so he didn't wear a basketball uniform, and he even wore slim-fit jeans.

The Sports Commission gritted his teeth: "I'll find someone to lend you a set."

With that said, he turned around and was about to find someone to borrow a pair with the same color and similar pattern to make do with it.After all, it is only a high school basketball game, and there is no strict rule that they must wear the same clothes, as long as the referee can clearly see the team they belong to.

Ji Huai hurriedly stopped the sports committee: "How long is the competition?"

"More than 40 minutes."

He pointed to the neighborhood on the side of the gymnasium, "Then I'd better go home and get it, my home is there."

The sports committee hesitated: "Is it possible that the time is too rushed?"

"Time is enough, let's warm up." He finished jokingly, and ran away without waiting for the sports committee to say anything more.

The clothes were drying on the balcony, Ji Huai went in and went straight to the balcony, quickly tore off the clothes and changed them before rushing back to the gymnasium.

There was a lot of trouble along the way, and when passing through the teaching building, I happened to meet Ye Zhe who was tired of doing the problems and was about to go out to surf the Internet, so Ji Huai took him to the basketball court.

The members of the sports committee who were anxiously waiting in the background were all overjoyed when they saw Ye Zhe with his hands in his pockets and a nonchalant expression on his face. The excitement on their faces didn't fade away after they learned that Ye Zhe was only here to watch the game and would not play.

Watching Ye Zhe go to the stands, the sports committee stretched out his arms, put his arms around Ji Huai's neck and shook it twice: "Our class is stable this time!"

Ji Huai was shaken by him so badly that he secretly rolled his eyes helplessly.

"What's the use of Ye Zhe not playing?"

Ruan Xing, who has been doing squats and warming up next to him, expressed Ji Huai's heartfelt feelings.

"With girls cheering and without girls cheering, Class [-] loses in terms of momentum!"

"At that time, the girls in class eight will cheer for our class, so their class will not be depressed to death."

"We're called soldiers who won't fight without fighting." The sports commissioner let go of Ji Huai and concluded happily, "Maybe we'll get out of the order after the game, understand?"

"I don't understand." Ruan Xing, who already had a girlfriend, said bluntly.

The body committee pouted, and silently swallowed the sour lemon overflowing to the throat.

The last game ended quickly. Looking at the two teams with completely different emotions on the field, several people stopped joking, and each other felt a little nervous. The cheers and discussions of the people in the stands seemed to be suppressed at this time. As if shielded, they stared at the court with a firm light in their eyes.

To win!

Must win!

As the broadcast announced which classes will be in the next game, the five stood up from the long bench and walked towards the court with their heads held high.

Girls from Class [-] and Class [-] spontaneously formed a cheerleading squad, standing outside the arena and shouting louder than each.Even Bian Wenwen, the school belle, was wearing a beautiful little skirt, putting her hands around her mouth in a trumpet shape to shout for cheers, and her high ponytail waving from time to time made the eyes of the players in Class [-] turn red.

"Look, a school belle and a student god are all on our side."

Liu Xian leaned back and made a shooting posture, raised his hand and threw the empty bottle of Fruit C into the trash can on the sidelines. He consciously moved neatly and handsomely, as if he heard the exclamation of the onlookers and the QQ And the reminder tone added by friends who keep ringing on WeChat.

What a beautiful youth.

The Sports Committee and another boy, Fang Yue, were obviously dreaming similar dreams. Ji Huai and Ruan Xing looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

All jokes aside, when they really had to face the "enemy of fate", everyone quickly corrected their attitude and faced the competition seriously.

Neither Class [-] nor Class [-] has any sports specialties. Class [-] has a tall and strong boy. Class [-] is generally flexible and well-coordinated.

Fang Yue has a stockier figure, and was assigned by the body committee to guard against the tall and strong man. He was not discouraged when he was passed by the opponent occasionally, and his eyes were fixed on the opponent's footsteps and he bit his teeth very tightly.Thanks to his strict defense, the other four were able to circle the eighth class with the ball, so that the score could widen the gap as much as possible.

At the end of the first game, the score of the two classes was already 14:9, the eighth class was a little anxious, and the attack momentum became more fierce, and the seventh class gradually became overwhelmed.

Ye Zhe sat in the stands, quietly watching the figure who was running and trying to score on the field. Although he didn't show it on the surface, he saw him confuse his opponent and then jumped back slightly to send the ball into the basket. The corner of his mouth was still slightly bent.

Ji Huai felt that he was in surprisingly good form today, and his hand feeling was also very good. In the first seven or eight minutes of the game, he had already broken the ball from Class 8 several times.

And hit it!

Still twice!

He said that he can boast about it for a year.

The kind that can continue to blow after returning to the real world.

Thinking of this, Ji Huai was excited, and squatted down again to slap the basketball from the opponent's hand without anyone noticing it. In the astonished eyes of the opponent, he turned around with the ball and ran towards his own basket.

There was still one minute left in the first half, and with this goal scored, they would be able to lead Class 1 again. As long as there were no mistakes in the second half, they would have a good chance of winning the final victory.The others were also aware of this, and they desperately defended against their opponents to give Ji Huai as much space as possible to move.

Ji Huai nimbly dodged several people to block him, and before he was intercepted by Class [-], he passed the ball to Fang Yue on the side without hesitation, ran to the basket to catch the ball passed back by the opponent, and took off to shoot.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow beside him, and the next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.

"beep--"

The author has something to say: If Ye Zhe is a domineering president...

One day, Ye Zhe played basketball with others

Ye Zhe stared at the basketball for a long time, then said indifferently:

"Myself, go in."

basketball:……

☆、Chapter 13

The whistle sounded at the end of the first half, but no one cared about the score at this time.

Everyone surrounded Ji Huai, and the sports committee knelt down and pinched his knees, frowning: "It's swollen."

Ji Huai grinned his teeth in pain, but pretended nothing happened and said, "It's nothing, it's not broken."

As he said that, he was about to stand up, but unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in his right leg and knee, and he almost fell to his knees in front of the sports committee.

Fortunately, someone grabbed his arm so that he wouldn't be embarrassed in public.

Ji Huai turned his head, Ye Zhe stood beside him tightly with a frown, put his arm on his shoulder, and supported his waist with the other hand and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

He was sitting in the stands just now, and because of the angle, he only vaguely saw the tall and strong boy from Class [-] jumping up and trying to cover Ji Huai's hat, but somehow Ji Huai fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm too impatient."

The perpetrator kept apologizing: "I just hit him, I'm so sorry!"

"You hit him until his knees are swollen and you just apologize and that's it?" Lin Fan was so angry that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat him up.

There was also some condemnation in the eyes of other people present.

"Then what to do, I didn't think of it!" The boy was a little anxious, "Should I travel for medical expenses? I really didn't mean it."

A boy over 1.8 meters blushed and kept apologizing, and everyone couldn't blame him. After all, bumps and bumps on the basketball court are inevitable. Since the opponent didn't intend to provoke them, it's not good to be aggressive.

Having said that, they still feel uncomfortable watching their classmates get hurt.

"No, it's nothing serious." Ji Huai waved his hand.

He tilted his head and said to Ye Zhe, "Go back and sit down first."

Ye Zhe was noncommittal: "What about you?"

Ji Huai said: "I will continue the game."

The next moment, Ye Zhe mercilessly pushed his knee against his knee, and he cried out in pain.

"Continue to compete like this?" Ye Zhe laughed angrily, "Ji Huai, do you want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair?"

Ye Zhe's tone was serious, and Ji Huai shrank his neck and dared not speak.

However, the original small forward Song Fangming did not come because of a sprained ankle. Some of the other substitutes did not perform well in exams and Lao Qian is now forcing him to study in the classroom. , Class Seven is probably really going to lose.

Seeing the unwillingness and hesitation in Ji Huai's eyes, Ye Zhe held his hand tightly and raised his volume slightly:

"Yue Qing, take Ji Huai to the infirmary to get medicine, don't let him run away."

Yue Qing, who was standing outside the crowd and couldn't squeeze in for a long time, was suddenly called out, hurriedly responded and got into the crowd, and took Ji Huai who was on the ground on one leg from Ye Zhe. The latter grabbed his hand blankly and said, "How about the competition?" manage?"

There was a little grievance in his tone.

Ye Zhe sighed, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt slowly: "I'll do it."

Ignoring the stupid onlookers, he repeated to Ji Huai earnestly: "You go to the infirmary, and I will come to the competition."

……

"Xiao Huai, you didn't see just now, Ye Zhe is so handsome!"

"It's as if you saw it." Ji Huai returned to the basketball court after his knee was healed. Unfortunately, the match between Class [-] and Class [-] was over.

He regretted that he didn't see Ye Zhe playing basketball, but when he heard this, he rolled his eyes at Yue Qing.

After Yue Qing helped Ji Huai to the infirmary, Ye Zhe played on his behalf, and the entire basketball game became a performance by him alone. If it wasn't for the last few minutes when he chose to pass the ball to his teammates instead of scoring by himself, the score gap would have been huge. The pull will be bigger.

Class [-] knew that Ye Zhe was saving face, so he didn't bother to say anything about your mentally retarded remarks that look down on us.

"I didn't see the live broadcast, you can watch the replay."

Bian Wenwen clicked on the phone a few times, and put the phone in front of Ji Huai. On it was the second half video of Class [-] vs. Class [-] an hour ago.

In the video, Ye Zhe is wearing an ordinary white T-shirt, and his movements are quick and quick. Whether he is passing the ball to him or being intercepted by him, he is almost sent into the basket gently by those white and strong wrists in the end. It is hard to defend, and the dribbling is also very beautiful, especially when there is an emergency stop jumper at the end, he spins and breaks through, makes a quick emergency stop, and throws the basketball into the basket without much aim. When he got to the ground, he showed a suspicious expression on his life.

Whether it's looking at the face or watching the ball outside the court, they couldn't help but say hello.

Ji Huai let out a "shit" in his heart, and turned his head to see that the protagonist in the video was wearing earphones and leaning against the back of the chair, sleeping in the dark.

"Bian Wenwen, can you send me a copy of this video?" Yue Qing asked.

"I didn't download it. You can see it by yourself in the post bar. It's going crazy in our school bar now."

After hearing this, Ji Huai took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, the No. [-] Middle School bar was already occupied by videos of Ye Zhe playing basketball from all angles, and a bunch of people underneath were frantically licking their faces, and asking for a wave of contact information by the way.

[Study sports well and grow well, this is too perfect! ]

[Holy shit, this move, I haven't hit a high percentage since I practiced in junior high school, and this person actually made it like this? ! ]

[I don't ask for the position next to the boss, but I just want to know if the boss still lacks leg accessories? ]

[Heavy money begging for high-definition uncensored frontal photos of Ye Zhe. ]

[......]

In a series of dazzling rainbow farts, someone asked curiously:

[Didn't Ye Zhe never take part in group activities?Which great god in class seven can ask him to end? ]

[It is said that a boy in his class was injured while playing basketball, so he just temporarily replaced him. ]

[Who is so big on face? ]

Ji Huai continued to scroll down, expecting his name to be famous in this layer, but the layer leader said [I don't know, I didn't pay attention, passerby] and ended this topic.

He was especially reconciled, and searched for related videos of the basketball game in the bar, and found that although there were many videos of the games between Class [-] and Class [-], none of them recorded the first half of the game.

It all started when Ye Zhe played.

"What do you mean? I don't deserve to have a camera?" Ji Huai yelled dissatisfied. After all, he must have made a lot of sacrifices for Class [-], so he didn't even deserve to have a back view.

"Don't talk about it, I was there for the whole game, and I didn't find a few shots." Liu Xian beside him said quietly.

When those people shoot videos, they subconsciously let the camera follow the brightest people in the audience. Each of these team members is like a black and white silhouette in a color picture. Even when they watch the video themselves, they subconsciously ignore their own existence.

Even seeing teammates who occasionally blocked Ye Zhe's awesome operation felt quite in the way.

Ji Huai glared resentfully at someone who was unaware of his charm, and focused on the basketball game on the field.Right now, the only way to calm him down is to watch the game and stop being a lemon essence.

In the front row where he could see by raising his head slightly, Bian Wenwen secretly put the mobile phone in her lap, checking from time to time to see if anyone noticed her, and on her screen was a person named "Night and Day". QQ group with more than 100 people.

Most of the girls in this group are girls from No. [-] Middle School in the city, and some are from other middle schools.

They have a common title, called the salted duck egg girl.

The surface is pure and white like a duck egg shell, and the inside is yellow and oily.

Bian Wenwen is such a salty duck egg girl.

At this time, someone in the group shared a picture, which showed that Ye Zhe supported Ji Huai after he was injured and lowered his head to talk to him.

[Ye Zhe, who never participated in class activities, helped Ji Huai play a basketball game because of his leg injury. You appreciate it, you appreciate it. ]

[Stop talking, I swallowed the key! ! ! ]

[Today is also a day to shed tears for cp day and night / nympho / nympho]

[Chongguan is angry for Lan Yan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! @painting hand lulu]

[I'm painting, I'm painting, everyone, give me a week, I guarantee that this painting will be full of color, fragrance and taste]

[Mrs! ! !Ma'am, you are a fairy on earth! ! ! ! ! ]

There are even people who have added this plot in their own fanart, as if the two of them really have some friendship.

Now the two sides in the competition will win the next match of Class [-]. Based on the principle of "knowing yourself and the enemy, you will never lose a hundred battles", the sports committee insisted on pulling them to sit in the stands and watch the game.

In Ruan Xing's words, it's better to find his girlfriend and fall in love with him when he has this time.

But after he finished speaking, he was violently suppressed by the Sports Commission and the other two.

Seeing that Ji Huai came back safe and sound, Ye Zhe looked at him carefully for a moment, rubbed his eyes and got up to leave.

"Brother Ye, let's go have a meal together."

No matter what, I played a game, bah, half-court basketball friendship, the sports committee thought that they had a good relationship with Ye Zhe now, and invited him with a smile.

If it wasn't for Ye Zhe's rescue, they still don't know how this match will end.It's fine if you lose in studies, but if you lose to Class [-] in sports, you'll be ashamed and thrown at grandma's house.

"No need." Ye Zhe glanced at them and shook his head.

The prestige of the unattainable and lonely academic god still remained, and the sports committee did not dare to persuade him anymore, so he turned his questioning eyes to Ji Huai.

Ji Huai waved his hand: "I won't go, I still have something to do with Ye Zhe."

After speaking, he chased Ye Zhe away.

People with long legs have an advantage. Ji Huai only needs to say a few words, and Ye Zhe has already walked out of the basketball court.Seeing that the other party was going back to the dormitory, he hurriedly called out the other party's name.

Ye Zhe turned around, "What's the matter?"

"Thank you," Ji Huai moved his knee subconsciously, "Do you want to come to my house?"

"Why are you going to your house?"

Of course I invite you to dinner and thank you!

Ji Huai was about to blurt it out, but he could guess that Ye Zhe would definitely refuse. He was hesitating to say something, when he suddenly saw sweat on Ye Zhe's forehead, he hurriedly said, "Go to my house to take a bath."

Ye Zhe: "..."

Ye Zhe suspected that he had heard it wrong. This was the first time he saw that inviting someone to his house was not for the purpose of being a guest, but for taking a bath.

Could it be that his deskmate has a bathhouse at home?

Seeing the noncommittal in Ye Zhe's eyes, Ji Huai pointed to his forehead and said, "You have sweated a lot. The hot water in the dormitory should not be available yet. Go to my house to wash."

Hearing this, Ye Zhe was a little moved.

He is a clean person, and he doesn't feel anything when playing, but after playing, his body is sweating, and the breeze blows his shirt against his skin, and he can't stand the tactile sensation for a quarter of an hour.After finally holding back until Ji Huai came back, Ye Zhe just wanted to go back and have a good flush all over his body.

Cold water is fine too.

But hot water is obviously better.

Ye Zhe didn't have the habit of visiting other people's houses, but the uncomfortable feeling in his body reminded him all the time, so he hesitated for a while.

Seeing this, Ji Huai struck while the iron was hot: "It's easy to catch a cold and have a fever if you take a cold shower this day, and the cold water won't clean you..."

"Let's go."

Hearing this, Ye Zhe no longer hesitated, and said resolutely, "Go to your house."

The author has something to say: Ji Huai: What about the game (grievance)

Ye Zhe: I'm coming!

(The surface is ruthless, but inside Awei is dead.jpg)

☆、Chapter 14

The sun was gradually setting, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be burned by flames, becoming more and more dazzling as time went by.

Ye Zhe sat on the sofa with a rag in his hands, meditating.

Why on earth can I not think about accepting Ji Huai's invitation to take a bath at his house?

10 minutes ago.

Ji Huai took out the key and put it in the keyhole, he suddenly paused in embarrassment and said, "The house may be a little messy."

Ye Zhe didn't care at first, the mess in the boy's room is a normal operation, but when the door opened in front of his eyes, he realized that there might be more than a little bit of chaos in Ji Huai's mouth.

There are several pieces of unwashed clothes in a mess on the sofa, and there is even a dark boxer underwear. The trash can beside the dining table is innocently dumped on the ground. A greasy footprint.

Ye Zhe: "..."

Ji Huai also felt embarrassed. He was too anxious when he came back to pick up the basketball jersey in the afternoon, and accidentally kicked over the trash can.He didn't clean up when time was running out, he tore off all the clothes that had been dried on the balcony and threw them on the sofa, then stepped on the oil and left.

"Today is a special reason, and it's not such a mess usually." Ji Huai explained, washing his hands and carrying the clothes into the room.

When he came out, Ye Zhe was already cleaning up seriously with a broom.

He scratched his head, cooperated with him to go to the kitchen to pour hot water and detergent, put the rag in and rub it, and half kneeled on the ground to wipe the oil stains carefully.While wiping, he couldn't help but look up at Ye Zhe, who was helping him pack the garbage bags, with lowered eyebrows and eyes that couldn't make out the expression.

Seeing this, Ji Huai was filled with guilt, and secretly scolded himself in his heart.

Ji Huai, Ji Huai, do you want to thank people for letting them come to your house to take a bath, or do you want to find free labor.

He wiped the ground clean, snatched the trash from Ye Zhe's hand, and said quickly, "You can use the bathroom as you like. I'll go downstairs to take out the trash and come back."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Ye Zhe, who was hesitant to speak, and quickly slipped out with the trash. He was really ashamed to stay any longer.

It's over, it's over, people must think I'm a sloppy and unhygienic person.

Ji Huai, Ji Huai, your fame in this life will be ruined today, if the male protagonist despises you for this reason, he will respect you from now on, let's see how you return to the real world