The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The noise in the hall was loud, four people from the school came, and there was nowhere to go.

Jiang Han found Wen Yan after entering, and took off his coat to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan didn't answer.

"What, are you angry?" He leaned into Wen Yan's ear and said.

Wen Yan actually couldn't hear what Jiang Han said, the surroundings were too noisy, but he could guess the meaning from the shape of his mouth, so he took the coat over.

Just after taking it off, there is still Jiang Han's body temperature.

Jiang Han sat down beside Wen Yan, rubbed his legs and feet and watched the opponent who was about to fight, his eyes analyzed quickly.

Wen Yan looked at his legs for a few seconds, pursed his lips a few times, and finally said nothing.

Compared with the sweltering heat of the auditorium, the air conditioner in the gymnasium is fully turned on.

The first few rows are stepped seats under the field, with a very wide and clear view.

Xue Lei occupied the best position in the class early in the morning, and bought all the items that could be used. He also bought a loudspeaker by the way, and obeyed the first-line position.

"Brother Han! Come on!"

"Haoko! Come on!"

"Dafei! Come on!"

"Class Three! Come on!"

The loudspeaker roared, and the lingering sound echoed, causing many people to look sideways.

"Fuck! Fatty, why don't you let the cannon go!"

Wang Junlin walked over carrying water, put it down on the squatting spot, wiped the sweat from his brow: "It's better here, it's cool enough."

"Brother Han, come on! If you win today's competition, you will be a celebrity from the four schools."

Xue Lei put down the horn and was in high spirits.

Jiang Han made a far more confident gesture.

The game is about to start, and the girls from the third class have arrived one after another, and everyone has come to cheer for the basketball players.

In order to reflect the gentleman's demeanor, the boys reserved the good seats in the fourth row for the girls, and prepared some snacks and drinks.

The countdown to the game began, the cheerleaders entered the field, and the audience shouted again.

"Oh! Spicy enough!"

"Good waist! Sister add a WeChat!"

"Miss, do you have a boyfriend..."

Among the four schools, the cheerleaders of the Academy of Art are the most eye-catching. Each is hotter than the other, tall and sexy.

Some boys at the scene looked straight.

Compared with the other three schools, it may not be so dominant.

"Zhao Ying! You are the prettiest!"

Xue Lei shouted with a loudspeaker: "You are my goddess!"

One person yelled, followed by the rest of Class [-].

"Cheerleaders from class three, come on!"

"Tongcheng No. [-] Middle School, come on!"

"Come on Yizhong, you are the best!"

Among the art academy cheerleaders who cheered the loudest, No. [-] Middle School cheered.The girls in class three turned around and smiled firmly and confidently.

The four cheerleaders started the opening dance one by one, the explosive music sounded, and the atmosphere began to ignite.

When we arrived at the art academy's cheerleaders, the shouts were loud and loud.

"Ahh! Is this what we can see!"

"That girl in black is too cool!"

"That leg must be two meters long! You are indeed the beauty of the art academy!"

The art academy cheerleaders danced a combination of steel pipe and jazz, wearing black tight-fitting hip skirts.

Whether it is boys or girls at the scene, they are all attracted.

The girl who led the dance was the school belle of the art academy, she was sexy and glamourous, exuding the word charm all over her body, most of the eyes of the audience were on her.

After dancing, she blew a kiss to everyone.

Then there was another shout.

"Wow! It's really rough..."

Wang Junlin was stunned for a moment, and he didn't drink the water in his hand for a long time.

Just as he was about to express his emotion, he was hit on the head suddenly.

Jiang Jiaguo came over to inspect with a straight face: "You are so big, why don't you look so serious about studying?"

Wang Junlin shut up awkwardly, and said angrily after the person left, "Fatty, why didn't you remind me?"

"I called you a few times, and my saliva almost fell on the floor." Chen Xing on the side interjected.

"Don't look at it, it's not yours anymore." Someone said with a smile.

Wang Junlin: "Get lost."

There was a burst of laughter around.

At this time, it's time for the basketball players to warm up on the court.

Some hand flower debris fell on the basketball court, and the lesbian girl quickly went to pick it up.

In the chaos, the girl leading the dance walked in front of Jiang Han.

The two were very close, not knowing what to say.

Bold and ambiguous gestures.

There was booing in the audience, and it was endless.

"Fuck! How dare you!"

Wang Junlin was shocked.

Not only was he shocked, but a group of boys and girls in class three were also shocked.

Flirting and flirting under thousands of pairs of eyes is also the first time I have encountered such a spark scene.

"So awesome! Brother Han is still more charming!"

"Brother Han's show, he can still win the school girl after playing a ball."

"It's so hot, Jiang Han's face is simply killer."

The boys discussed for a while, but Wen Yan remained silent.

Wang Junlin leaned over and said: "Wen Xueba, if brother Han is ungrateful, you can hang out with us. If three of you are together, there will be some injuries. Don't worry, we will never be ungrateful."

Wen Yan glanced over there, but said nothing.

In the center of the basketball court, Jiang Han avoided the girl's enthusiastic approaching body without a trace, and said with a smile: "Sister, this is not good."

"Jiang Han from Tongcheng No. [-] Middle School has had many girlfriends."

The girl stared at Jiang Han bluntly and ambiguously, her naked gaze made no secret of her purpose: "Are you interested in making friends?"

"Sorry," Jiang Han politely declined, "Too many friends."

The girl shook her head regretfully: "Are you interested in making a boyfriend or girlfriend?"

Jiang Han seemed to think for a few seconds: "I'm really sorry, I don't plan to fall in love recently."

"Is there someone you like?"

"No."

The girl raised her eyebrows, and suddenly came over by surprise.That action looked like a kiss to outsiders, and there was an instant booing off the court.

Jiang Han flexibly raised his hand and retreated quickly, subconsciously glanced at Wen Yan's direction, feeling inexplicably guilty.

"Sister, you don't like this."

"Ok."

The girl gave up: "I like your face very much, but I don't engage in forced twisting."

An ambiguous affair did not spark, and the basketball game officially started.

Although there have always been conflicts between the No. [-] Middle School and the No. [-] Middle School, they still played with integrity. There was no intentional pulling or hitting, and no intentional fouls.

Yang Qian is the striker of this game, fighting against Jiang Han.

One is the school bully of the vocational middle school, and the other is the school bully of the No. [-] middle school. There are loud cheers on the field.

"Ahhh! Yang Qian is the most handsome!"

"Jiang Han is the most handsome!!!"

"Come on at work!"

"Yizhong surpassed them!"

Without the intentional blocking of people last time, Jiang Han was unimpeded all the way on the court.Except for Yang Qian who was able to snatch the ball from him, the others basically couldn't touch the ball.

At halftime, the score was 48-27.

A group of people came down from the field, and everyone immediately surrounded them, asking for their health.

Jiang Han sat down beside Wen Yan, drank two mouthfuls of water, and asked, "Is it cold?"

The air conditioner in the gymnasium is fully turned on, and some girls can't stand the cold and put on their coats.

Wen Yan didn't look at him, and said after two seconds, "It's not cold."

Jiang Han wanted to touch the back of Wen Yan's hand, but he had already squeezed it once in the morning. He was afraid that people would be angry if he did it again, so he told him, "If it's cold, put on my coat first."

Wen Yan said "um", his expression didn't change, but Jiang Han felt that Wen Yan treated him a little colder.

Um, not happy?

Before he could ask further, the second half had already begun, and the referee blew his whistle there.Jiang Han stood up, wanting to rub Wen Yan's head with itchy hands, but he held back.

In fact, there is no suspense in this match. If there is no Jiang Han, the strength may still be equal.But with Jiang Han around, it was basically a win-win situation.

It was basically a friendly match, Yang Qian let go of the words in advance and was not allowed to cause trouble, so the game was very enjoyable.

At the end of the game, the main players of both sides shook hands.

"You are very strong." Yang Qian said.

Jiang Han: "Should I say thank you?"

"That's not necessary."

Yang Qian withdrew his hand and looked at Jiang Han from top to bottom: "Although you are very strong, there is no way you can win against us, for Brother Yan's sake."

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows: "That's really my honor."

When passing by with raglan shoulders, Yang Qian whispered to Jiang Han, "Be careful of the Art Academy".

"Playing is dirty."

I added another sentence.

Jiang Han glanced over there.

Several boys from the art academy were whispering to each other, looking at this side, wondering what plans they were planning.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled meaninglessly.

Next came the Academy of Sports against the Academy of Art. As soon as they played, the Academy of Art committed three fouls, deliberately hitting the body, scratching the eyes, and grabbing the arm.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, they can't stand such a toss.

The voices of complaints have begun to appear off the court.

"Is the referee blind! Such an obvious foul can't be seen!"

"It's not based on strength at all, it's just cheating to win!"

"Don't say it, the referee is an investor of the Art Academy..."

"Fuck! This is dirtier than last month!"

Wang Junlin has gained a lot of knowledge again: "This is a fucking fight between girls!"

"No." Xue Lei shook his head and answered, "Girls at least don't scratch their eyes when fighting. This is cheating."

"If the Sports Academy loses, don't we want to fuck those rascals."

Wang Junlin reacted.

"It's just to deal with those scoundrels."

Luo Qing irritatedly said that the basketball game last time had cast a shadow on him: "Now I just pray that the gymnasium can win, the fight is really more difficult than last time."

Last time at least it was just blocking people and not hurting people, but this time it was directly for Yin.

"Fuck, I'm really angry to see this."

Wang Junlin cursed angrily.

Others were suffocated watching it, and those in the sports center were even more angry.

At the end of halftime, it was almost time to fight over there.

The referee called the security in time and managed to separate the two groups.

Whether it is a win or a loss today, the bridge between the Sports Academy and the Art Academy has been strengthened.

In the second half, due to the referee's deliberate indulgence, the Academy of Art intensified and began to besiege the vanguard of the Academy of Sports.

At the end of the third quarter, the main players of the sports academy were cleared from the field.

In the fourth game, the situation has no turning point.

The Sports Academy, which was supposed to be a sure winner, lost this game.

The sound of indignant cursing resounded throughout the scene, but the referee chose to let it go.

Wang Junlin stood up angrily: "Fuck. Brother Han, if they do something like this, just fight with them! Everyone is there, are you afraid that you won't win?"

"Old Wang, don't make trouble."

Wu Feisheng was afraid that he would be impulsive, so he hurriedly said: "They are sure to be partial, and we are the ones who do it if there is surveillance. Maybe they will disqualify us."

"Isn't this the right to be beaten!"

"It's just for being beaten properly, and there is no way to fight back. There are people at the art academy..."

It's almost noon now, and the game starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone rushes out to eat.

After talking about it for so long, but without seeing the main character, someone asked "Brother Han".

"I don't know, I was still here just now..."

When everyone is angry, the protagonist has already left the gymnasium.

Jiang Han went to the bathroom and came back, but Wen Yan had disappeared.

Jiang Han was a little dull, he didn't talk warmly today, he didn't know why he was unhappy.

He chased him out, saw Wen Yan at the door, and went over and said, "Why don't you wait for me, what's for lunch?"

Wen Yan was sending a message, Jiang Han looked down, Wen Yan turned off his phone.

Jiang Han wanted to take Wen Yan's shoulders.

"Stay away from me, it stinks."

"Is there..." Jiang Han blinked, lowered his head and sniffed, "I didn't sweat much today."

Jiang Han stood a little further away, flattered him and said, "Yanyan, what do you want to eat, there is a restaurant nearby..."

"Brother Yan."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, and Yang Qian waved to Wen Yan from a distance.

"I have an appointment, you should find someone else." Wen Yan said.

After finishing speaking, the man had already walked towards Yang Qian.

Jiang Han was dumbfounded, and followed after him for two seconds: "Then I'll be with you..."