The black-bellied school bully is chasing after me

People on one side are secretly angry, and people on the other side are happy.

Ji Ji doesn't care so much, he wants to play!

Quickly ran into the indoor basketball court, someone had already been training in it.

The basketball hit the backboard and made a big noise.

Ji Ju didn't move, he stood outside the white line and looked at it for a while, took a deep breath, and said, "This is the taste of freedom!"

"Ji Ji, go and change quickly."

A classmate called him by his name.

"Right now, right away."

After responding indiscriminately, Ji Ju ran to the locker room.

When he came out again, he had already changed into a tracksuit.

Their school sports are predominantly white with black numbers printed on them.

Because of the sports meeting, physical education teachers are also there for the first time.

Wearing sportswear like them, the physical education teacher said: "This sports meeting is divided into two teams, one is professional sports students, and the other is you."

"Teacher, will the opposite side also send sports students?"

Some students raised their hands to speak.

"Ah."

"You two teams alternate playing so you can both rest."

Ji Yu nodded.

In fact, neither school wanted to do this sports meeting.

It is because the higher-ups are afraid that their students will have serious psychological problems and force them to do so.

The students who came to participate were all middle and lower grades, and there were very few good students like Ji Ji.

The people in the company asked him: "Why are you still in the competition? You are such a good student, shouldn't you study in the classroom?"

"Hey, isn't this a combination of work and rest?"

Ji Ju waved his hand: "And I'm not a good student either."

A group of people are playing and playing, and they are having a good time.

They are not mainly training this time.

The sports meeting is coming soon, and the skills cannot be improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

What the teacher trains them is cooperation ability.

"Ji Ji, look at No. 4 more."

The physical education teacher shouted from the audience.

"okay."

The training lasted for over an hour.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle and said, "Let's start here for today's training."

"Teacher, can I discuss something with you?"

Several students pulled the physical education teacher aside, not knowing what they were talking about.

Finally, the teacher left, and several students continued to play on the basketball court.

Evening self-study ended, and they didn't leave.

Ji Ji hasn't played for too long.

After finally meeting basketball, Ji Ju naturally wants to have fun.

After another three-pointer went in, Ji Ju clapped excitedly with his teammates.

"Ji Ji."

A slightly indifferent voice came from outside the arena, faintly tinged with anger.

Ji Ju turned his head and saw Sang Jingming with his arms crossed around his chest.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he was instantly unhappy.

"Sang Jingming is here, you go first."

The companion saw Sang Jingming and said to Ji Ju.

Their relationship had been rumored in the annual group before, although the parties did not admit it.

In the eyes of girls, they are lovers.

In the eyes of boys, they are good brothers.

The two studied together, made progress at the same time, and quit the key class together.

Brotherly emotions are earth-shattering!

Scratching his hair, Ji Ju apologized all over his face: "That's fine, I'll go first."

"go Go."

Changed clothes and left the court.

Like a child who has been caught, Ji Jie walked with his head down, without saying a word.

"Hey, Ji Ji, how was your training today?"

One of the gym students he trained with asked him.

"pretty good."

"That's fine. I think you're pretty good at pitching. Are you really going to come and play with us?"

The sports students tried their best to extend the invitation.

"No, no, no."

"Okay, then I'm going back to the dormitory."

"Ah."

When they talked, Sang Jingming had already gone a long way.

Ji Ju turned around and found that he had been left far behind.

He took a step to catch up with Sang Jingming, and walked quickly to the dormitory.

Fortunately, someone who was angry was still rational and didn't lock him out.

He tiptoedly closed the door.

Just as Ji Ju was about to leave, Sang Jingming stopped him: "Stand."

With both feet together, he suddenly didn't dare to move.

"Ji Jie, you are so courageous, you didn't even go to the evening self-study?"

Blinking his eyes, Ji Yu said innocently: "Aren't we... training?"

"Ha ha."

With a sneer, Sang Jingming said, "Do you really think I'm so easy to deceive?"

"...Okay, I was wrong."

"I'm not letting you play."

Seeing his sleepy look, Sang Jingming couldn't bear it, and said, "Forget it, go take a bath and see how dirty you are."

"it is good!"

After Ji Ju took a shower, he climbed onto the bed skillfully.

Sang Jingming was already waiting for him on the bed.

Since Xu He committed suicide, the two have lived together.

Sang Jingming got into the bed skillfully, and was fully rewarded by Sang Jingming.

After kissing his hair, Sang Jingming asked, "How was your training today?"

"good."

After thinking for a while, Ji Ju said: "The teacher said that we are not required to improve our skills in a short period of time, but only hope that we can cooperate on the court. He also told us that no matter what the result is, it is to let us relax."

"Well, the school does serve that purpose."

"Hey, let's play the second half."

Sticking his head out of Sang Jingming's arms, Ji Ju asked, "Do you want to see me?"

"depend on mood."

"Humph."

"sleep."

On the second day of training, Ji Ju improved his memory.

Knowing that Sang Jingming was angry because of this, he went back when the evening self-study was about to start.

In the silent classroom, the only sound is the flipping of test papers.

He tiptoed into the house, but was still spotted.

Raising his eyelids, Sang Jingming looked straight at him.

With a smile, Ji Yu returned to his seat.

Approaching him silently, Sang Jingming asked, "Why don't you play basketball today?"

"Oh, in my heart, study comes first." Ji Yu said.

"Ah."

Quietly squinting at him, Ji Ju leaned over.

Say in a voice only two people can hear, "Most importantly, am I afraid that someone will get mad at me? I don't want to be able to go to bed at night."

"Don't be poor."

Pushing the person away with a slap, Sang Jingming's voice was flat.

Behind his back, he secretly raised the corners of his lips.

Obviously, Ji Yu's act of coming back for evening self-study greatly pleased someone.

With one more person beside him, Sang Jingming put his heart back in his stomach.

Finally don't have to worry about someone.

He does his homework much faster than usual.

It was Ji Ju, who fell asleep on the table.

The amount of basketball training is not small, and with the usual study, Ji Jie is already very tired.

Now, he fell asleep on the table, clutching a pen.

An English paper is pressed under the arm.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the energy to write his favorite English.

He raised his arm lightly, and just as he was about to land on him, he stopped.

Sang Jingming thought for a while, but reached out and pulled out his paper.

On the way, Ji Yu inevitably woke up.

"Go to sleep."

After saying this in a soft voice, he even took down the person's pen.

After that, I took the paper and the pen by myself.

Facing his own paper, he copied a copy.

It was like this for several days.

Mingming Jiju remembered that he didn't do his homework, but he could always see that his papers were full.

And the font on it is exactly the same as his!

Ji Ju wondered if he was sleepwalking.

When no one was around, Ji Ju went to find Xu Wang in private.

Xu Wang was playing games with a lollipop in his mouth, and was very impatient when someone touched him: "Don't touch it! You are playing games."

"Xu Wang."

Hearing his voice, the hands that played the game stopped.

Xu Wang raised his head and pulled out the lollipop in his mouth: "Brother Ji! Why are you here?"

"I'm asking you something."

"You said."

"What have I been doing in my self-study these days?"

Xu Wang blurted out: "Sleep!"

Eyebrows slightly closed, Ji Ju said again: "You, think about it again?"

"...just sleep."

Scratching his head, Xu Wang said to himself: "As long as I look up, I won't see you wake up."

"...that's weird."

"Why is it strange?"

"I'm obviously sleeping, why are all the papers finished?" Ji Yu was puzzled.

"This……"

Eyes rolled around, Xu Wang hesitated, and said: "Is it possible that Sang Xueba helped you? I don't think he has ever slept, and he has been writing hard."

"impossible!"

Ji Yu flatly denied it.

"I don't know him yet? He's been kind enough to let me sleep. How could he help me with my homework? Besides, those papers contain the math I hate the most!"

"Everything is possible."

"Forget it, I won't ask you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yu left directly.

There is a math paper on the table, which was handed out by the math class representative just now.

The method of solving the problem is neatly written on it.

The handwriting is exactly the same as his.

Most importantly, he couldn't, couldn't write at all, and didn't write at all.

But Ji Ju had no impression of this paper at all.

He glanced at Sang Jingming who was handing out papers.

Fu Ling was heartbroken, and he took the paper over to compare with his own.

The handwriting on the two papers is the same, so they were written by the same person.

"Is it really him?" Ji Yu thought.

When Sang Jingming finished distributing the papers, he found that Ji Yu was staring at him.

Putting the two papers on his desk, Ji Ju asked, "Did you write this for me?"

"if not?"

"I……"

"You don't really think you wrote it while you were sleepwalking, do you?" Sang Jingming said again.

With a flushed face, Ji Ju said, "Why are you eavesdropping on me?"

There was a brief blank in memory, and Sang Jingming didn't understand where his accusation came from.

But he still explained patiently: "I didn't eavesdrop, it's because you often feel that you are sleepwalking."

"……Oh."

Shaking his head, Sang Jingming looked helpless.

After learning that his papers were all written by Sang Jingming, Ji Ju felt calm.

At least he wasn't sleepwalking.

After thinking about this point clearly, he asked: "You can definitely call me, why did you write the paper for me?"

"Reluctant."

"what?"

"I can't bear to see you so tired."

The sharp-mouthed man choked suddenly, and Ji Yu stammered and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not tired."

"I can see the dark circles under your eyes."

"..."

After several days of training, the sports meeting finally started.

Because the construction of sports facilities in No. [-] Middle School is better than that of No. [-] Middle School, the competition will naturally be held in No. [-] Middle School.

Ji Ji was on the first day and second.

In the first half, he just had to sit in the audience.

Sitting side by side with Sang Jingming, Ji Ju kept clicking his head.

There is too little sleep these days, but the review of each subject has not been interrupted, and the exam is still as usual.

Ji Ju is training and reviewing at the same time.

It can be said that it is hard work to be busy at both ends.

When his head was about to fall for the seventh time, Sang Jingming reached out to support him.

Then put his head on his shoulders.

And softly said: "Sleep."

Without much struggle, Ji Yu fell into a deep sleep.