do you study

The newcomer to Class Three is a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

He said he was unfamiliar because he had just transferred to another school not long ago, and he basically slept in and out of class, and didn't communicate much with others.I say familiar because I often see his photo on the confession wall of the school——

Jiang wakes up.

While sleeping, someone stood outside the classroom window and secretly took pictures, including Ji Xu.Together, they are called the man who slept on the confession wall.Very much pulls the hatred value of other boys in the school.

Standing opposite Jiang Xing, Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Can you play ball? Fighting and playing ball are not the same thing."

Jiang Xing's reputation for frequently transferring schools because of fights has already spread, and many people know about it.

Jiang Xing: "It's long-winded."

Yang Xiao: "You!"

Zeng Zhi coughed lightly, seeing Yang Xiao's deflated expression, he felt refreshed: "Whether you can play ball, you will know if you try it?"

Having said that, in fact, he was a little uncertain, but Lao Ji didn't have any opinion... That means the problem is not serious.

The physical education teacher looked at the time, and now this class is more than half over.

"Okay, get ready, the game ends one minute before get out of class ends!"

The two sides were in position, Jiang Xing's eyes fell on the basketball in the hands of the physical education teacher, and his breathing was light.

The physical education teacher blows the whistle, and the game begins!

……

On the viewing platform.

Guo Yong, who fell down and was replaced, covered his ass and grinned, leaning towards Ji Xu, "Hey, brother Xu, how is your level at the same table?"

Ji Xu stared at Jiang Xing on the court, and casually said, "Isn't this just watching?"

Guo Yong was startled: "You don't know how dare you let him play?"

Ji Xu didn't speak, and the corner of his mouth curled up, but the people from the third class around him suddenly stood up and cheered sharply.

"Jiang Xing, come on!"

"Fuck, so fucking handsome!"

"In! In! In! Must be in!"

The young man in blue and white short-sleeves on the court had cold and sharp eyes. He jumped up, revealing a thin waistline, and the thin muscles in his abdomen were faintly visible. The next second, the basketball came out of his hand and flew into the air. Draw a perfect parabola——

boom!

Basket!The perfect three-pointer!

Guo Yong's nervous heart suddenly fell back into his stomach, and he said excitedly: "Beautiful!"

He turned his head, stammered, his face was almost red, "It's amazing Brother Xu, he, this, the score is almost tied!"

Ji Xu disgusted him and pulled him to sit down, "Go away, don't block me from seeing my deskmate."

"—No, you don't want to sit at the same table, I'm at the same table," Ji Xu took Jiang Xing's coat from the chair and put it on his arm.

Guo Yong: "..."

For some reason, he always felt that when Ji Xu said the words 'I'm at the same table' just now, there was a sense of acquaintances showing off sweet oranges in his circle of friends.

Just speechless.

on the field.

Jiang Xing rubbed his sore left wrist, the sunscreen sleeve soaked with sweat stuck to his skin, and the large black and blue scars left in the alley were faintly visible.

He flicked his wrist, not paying much attention, and glanced at the score.

Two points away from tying.

Jiang Xing looked away, his eyes locked on the basketball, extremely calm.

Yang Xiao also noticed the score that was about to be reevaluated, and his teammates began to be impetuous, and his movements became more and more swift. When blocking the ball, relying on his strong body, he would even slam into people without a trace.

"Fuck!"

Zeng Zhi was bumped suddenly, staggered, almost fell, the ball in his hand was snatched by Yang Xiao, he shouted: "Stop!"

The time was running out, and if Yang Xiao made a shot, they would have even less hope of turning around.

Yang Xiao snorted in his heart, jumped high, and wanted to directly establish the result of the game with this shot——

boom!

A figure slammed the basketball down and cut it off in the air. The ball landed on the ground with a heavy muffled sound due to the force of the rebound, and was quickly picked up by someone, bypassing Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao was taken aback, he only had time to see a pair of extremely beautiful hands.

The three groups of people on the spectator stage were going crazy:

"Jiang Xing, damn it! He can jump so high!"

"Fuck, he won't want to shoot three-pointers again!"

"I'll call him daddy if he hits the shot, he's so handsome—!"

"Brother Xing, Dad Jiang! Come on—!"

Yang Xiao turned around suddenly, and saw that Jiang Xing was already standing outside the line. The face that lived on the confession wall was silent at this moment, but the undulating chest and the sweat that slid down from the forehead showed that he was not so relaxed. .

Sweat slid to the corners of his eyes, and Jiang Xing blinked slightly, feeling a little tingling.

Speaking of it, it seemed that he hadn't exercised strenuously for a long time. When he exercised for the first time, apart from shortness of breath and lung pain, he also felt indescribably comfortable.

Not far away, there were many people calling his name on the viewing platform.

In a trance...

It's like going back to before, he is also like this, playing with others, making trouble together, and competing together.

"Brother Xing, cow!"

"Hey, Brother Xing, I don't know how to do this question, please explain it to me, brother, it's too late."

"The questions of the Mathematical Olympiad, Jiang Xing, go back and take a good look at it, so as to emulate the school."

"Jiang Xing, brother Xing, you are so good at playing basketball, teach your brothers how to beat them!"

"Hahahaha, hey Jiang Xing, you study so well and work so hard, why? I feel like you're working hard."

"..."

Time passed by, counting down ten seconds.

Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, his chest was aching from the rapid breathing, and the back of his beautiful hand was slightly bulging with blue veins from exertion, he was a little lost in thought.

Tick.

A drop of sweat fell on the ball and broke a flower.

Count down nine seconds.

eight seconds.

Whether the last three-pointer can be won or not depends entirely on this.

The members of Class [-] still didn't give up, and quickly ran over to Jiang Xing's side, and the atmosphere on the spectator stage suddenly became extremely tense.

Suddenly, a young boy's voice, which was amplified several times by the loudspeaker, shouted with great penetrating power: "At the same table—Don't worry about voting, I'll lose if I lose!"

Jiang Xing regained consciousness in an instant, and glanced at the viewing platform.

I saw Ji Xu got a loudspeaker somewhere, stepped on the stage, facing the sun with a bright face, smiling like a blooming Samoyed.

Jiang Xing: "..."

Stupid batch.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xu seemed to have discovered some new land, his eyes were sharp: "Hey! My deskmate smiled at me! He smiled!"

The reverberation of the loudspeakers echoed across the beams and throughout the playground.

he smiled...

Laughed……

Up...

Jiang Xing had no expression on his face, his fingers holding the ball almost pinched it in.

After playing, he immediately darkened Ji Xu.

Bad brain and bad eyesight, what are you doing alive.

He exhaled, and in the last five seconds, he jumped high, sending the basketball into the basket perfectly before the fifth team arrived.

The whistle sounded—!

competition is over.

The physical education teacher applauded and said with a smile: "The new students from Class [-] are pretty good!"

Regardless of the cheers on the viewing platform, Jiang Xing stood still and took a breath. His fair face was a little pink due to exercise, and his lips were pale due to lack of water.

Yang Xiao walked towards him with an ugly expression.

Thinking that he was looking for something, Zeng Zhi stopped Jiang Xing and guarded him tightly, "What are you doing? If you lose, you lose. Don't be ashamed!"

The friendship between the boys came quickly. In the eyes of Zeng Zhi and the others, although Jiang Xing didn't know them at all before, but today, he led them to win the basketball game. Brother, they are from their third class.

Jiang Xing stroked his hair back casually, his beautiful facial features were completely exposed, without the cover of his hair, the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes became more distant.

He looked at Yang Xiao: "What's the matter?"

Yang Xiao held back, and finally said awkwardly: "You are very strong."

Then he pushed through the crowd and left quickly.

The tense atmosphere immediately disappeared without a trace.

Zeng Zhi looked puzzled, and handed over a bottle of drink: "Brother Xing, isn't he afraid of you beating him?"

When Jiang Xing heard this address, he paused for a while, but didn't say anything. He took a sip of the drink, and the cold liquid flowed down his esophagus, refreshing him instantly.

"Thank you."

Zeng Zhi's eyes lit up: "Hey, why are you being polite? We're all in the same class! Brothers, aren't they?"

"That is required!"

Guo Yong helped Ji Xu walk over, and the former said excitedly: "Brother Xing helped us win face this time, not only that, the rehearsal room for the cultural festival is also ours."

The person being praised stood in the middle with an indifferent expression. Only his slightly pursed lips and fingers clenched tightly on the drink bottle could make people see that he was quite uncomfortable.

Holding Jiang Xing's water glass and coat, Ji Xu struggled to get in front of Jiang Xing. He was obviously in a good mood, "Okay, okay, don't surround yourself, I'm even shy at the same table."

Jiang Xing: "Get lost."

The rest of the class laughed in good faith for a while, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and many people followed suit back to the classroom, ready for the fourth class.

Jiang Xing glanced at Ji Xu: "If you want to get beaten up, just say so."

Ji Xu: "I am a wounded patient."

He smiled and handed Jiang Xing's coat over, "Would you like to sit beside me and have a rest?"

Jiang Xing held the drink that Zeng Zhi gave him just now with his right hand, and his left hand went for his clothes.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ji Xu held his hand tightly. Jiang Xing twitched, but couldn't pull it out. He couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"

Guo Yong was still next to the two of them, Ji Xu remembered the scar on Jiang Xing's forearm, and only lifted the sun protection sleeve a little bit to the wrist.

A bruise on the wrist was immediately exposed to the air.

Jiang Xing subconsciously withdrew his hands and hissed very softly.

Ji Xu was still smiling playfully just now, but now his eyes have completely sunk: "Why don't you tell me you're hurt."

When Guo Yong heard this, he came over immediately, looked at the bruises on Jiang Xing's wrist, and was startled, "Damn it, what's going on, did that grandson of Yang Xiao do it?"

"No."

Seeing that he still wanted to settle accounts with Yang Xiao, Jiang Xing took his hand out, put the jacket on his left forearm, and said concisely: "I accidentally left it on a few days ago, it doesn't hurt."

How could it not hurt.

Ji Xu didn't ignore it, just now Jiang Xing frowned and endured the pain.

He held Jiang Xing's right hand, "Go, go to the infirmary."

"It's no use."

"Jiang Xing, you..." Ji Xu turned his head, and when his eyes fell on Jiang Xing's face, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, "Your face?"

With some itchiness on his face, Jiang Xing took the bottle of drink he drank just to freeze it, and raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Ji Xu watched helplessly as another small red spot appeared on Jiang Xing's face, which was particularly glaring on his fair skin.As if remembering something, he snatched the drink from Jiang Xing's hand, frowned and looked at the ingredient list.

Sure enough, I found that this drink has mango juice added in a small line in the ingredient list.

Jiang Xing is allergic to mangoes.

Ji Xu: "There are mangoes in it, who gave you the drink?"

Guo Yongyi clapped his hands: "Old Zeng gave it to him, and he brought the team back to work."

As he spoke, the itching became more and more obvious. Jiang Xing obviously didn't expect that when he took off the sunscreen sleeve on his right hand, little red spots appeared on his arm. He was a little dazed for a while.

Ji Xu's face was not very good-looking, so he didn't delay any longer. If his legs weren't still limping, his appearance would have been quite scary. He pulled Jiang Xing towards the infirmary.

"Old Guo, help us ask for leave from the teacher in charge."

The two walked away, leaving Guo Yong alone in place. He stared blankly at Jiang Xing's back. A small spark appeared in the English class representative's eyes. After a while, he took out his phone and solemnly A sentence was posted in the class group:

[From today on, besides Brother Xu, Jiang Xing is the second person I admire! ]

Zeng Zhi: [?What's wrong? ]

Shen Jiajia: [Curious, because of today's basketball game? ]

Guo Yong: [You all know that brother Xu had a foot injury, and was stopped by Jiang Xing when he insisted on playing, right? ]

Zeng Zhi: [Yes! ]

Guo Yong: [But you don't know, Jiang Xing also has a big bruise on his wrist, which looks very serious. We don't know that he won the game with the injury. ]

Guo Yong: [When Brother Xu touched his wrist, I saw Jiang Xing's hand tremble. It must have hurt a lot. Now he and Brother Xu have gone to the infirmary. ]

As soon as these two sentences came out, almost all the diving parties were blown up.

The three classes suddenly fell into chaos.

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