What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Jiang Qixiao sighed.

He is not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble, and he is embarrassed to ask for justice when he is taken advantage of by others. Besides, he is not rich, so he can only suffer this boring loss by himself.

I will never buy these artificial foods casually again.

Jiang Qixiao was a little frustrated, and followed Yang Shaoqing into the cinema.There were only a few people sitting in the movie theater, and none of them had popcorn in their hands. It is estimated that everyone knew about the situation.

Yang Shaoqing is also true, don't remind him.

But after thinking about it, this kid doesn't eat these things, so it's normal not to remind him.

Forget it, the more I think about it, the more annoying it gets.

As soon as the movie started, Jiang Qixiao moved Yang Shaoqing with his arm, and said in a low voice, "How much is the movie ticket, I'll transfer it to you."

Yang Shaoqing stared at the screen motionless, "No, I invite you."

The flickering light hit Yang Shaoqing's handsome face, his eyelashes fluttered, and he looked extraordinarily good-looking at the moment.

Jiang Qixiao's heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably, his throat rolled, and he looked away, "I've agreed, I'll invite you, why are you a student arguing with me about this?"

"Don't talk." Yang Shaoqing leaned on the chair with folded arms, "Concentrate on watching the movie."

Jiang Qixiao took a breath and turned his attention to the movie.

At the beginning, he didn't have any hope for this movie. After all, it is a domestic ghost movie, and the ending is usually either artificial or nonsense.But this ghost film is surprisingly well shot, the horror atmosphere is rendered very successfully, it is very attractive, and the plot is intertwined, making people fall into it unknowingly.

Jiang Qixiao was also frightened by several frightening scenes and clenched Yang Shaoqing's sleeves tightly.

Every time Yang Shaoqing was pulled back, Yang Shaoqing would exhale heavily on purpose, frowning with an unbearable expression.

What's so scary about domestic ghost movies? The more he watched thrillers of this level, the more he felt bored. He came here with Jiang Qixiao on a whim. He didn't expect Jiang Qixiao to be so timid.

useless.

Until the end of the movie, Jiang Qixiao still hadn't slowed down.

Is it because he hasn't watched a movie for a long time, is this really the quality of a domestic ghost movie?When did it get so good!

The lights in the projection room were turned on, and Yang Shaoqing saw Jiang Qixiao's intriguing look, and sneered, "Let's go, coward."

"...Don't you think this is a good shot!" Jiang Qixiao leaned back in his chair and turned to look at him, but didn't get up.

A few others had already walked out.

Yang Shao leaned on the armrest and stood up lazily. His movements were as slow as an 80-year-old old man. He yawned slowly and took out his phone to check. It was already eleven o'clock.

"Let's go." Yang Shaoqing said, "Sleepy."

Jiang Qixiao got up, turned to look at him while walking outside: "You haven't answered me yet! How about this movie!"

"Ah." Yang Shaoqing was listless, "It's okay."

Not too bad, Jiang Qixiao's appreciation level is really low.

Yang Shaoqing complained secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He didn't want to have a pointless debate with Jiang Qixiao.

"Hey, I think it's pretty good-looking. The cast is great! It's so good-looking!" Jiang Qixiao was still immersed in the plot of the movie, and suddenly asked after a pause, "Do you want to have supper?"

Yang Shaoqing was speechless.

Jiang Qixiao exaggeratedly said, and said like a fool: "I almost forgot that you can't eat."

Yang Shaoqing glared at him, quickened his pace and walked in the front.Jiang Qixiao can really try to participate in the competition in terms of talking nonsense, maybe he can win a championship or something.

I have never seen so many people talking nonsense!

Jiang Qixiao was not annoyed, and followed behind carefully recalling the plot and shooting techniques.

The two went back to their own homes.

After taking a shower, Yang Shaoqing took out his mobile phone and checked his circle of friends. The latest one was posted by Jiang Qixiao: "The ghost movie directed by You xx is really good. I will definitely join you next time!"

The accompanying picture is a still from the movie they just watched.

Jiang Qixiao seems to share his life quite frequently.

Yang Shaoqing clicked on his circle of friends and took a look, only what happened after he came here.

He raised his eyebrows.

It's not normal, people who want to post on Moments after watching a movie, actually only have a few days of updates, and it's not visible for half a year.

Yang Shaoqing didn't think much about it, he threw the phone away, opened the high school required to memorize ancient poems, and was about to go to bed after reciting a five-character verse, when he suddenly remembered that he had promised Jiang Qixiao that he would wash his clothes with his own hands.

Damn, it's annoying.

Yang Shaoqing got up again and washed Jiang Qixiao's clothes by hand before falling back to sleep.

No way, who asked him to borrow clothes from others.

When I woke up the next day, my mother had already gone to the bun shop.

Yang Shaoqing yawned and got up to wash up. There was breakfast left by his mother in the kitchen.After breakfast, he went to the boxing gym for a morning.

At noon, he casually warmed up the leftovers from last night to satisfy his stomach, and then idly dumped them on the sofa.

I have never found that the holiday is so boring. Before the National Day, my parents would stop their busy business and take him to travel in the province. If it weren't for this time...

Ugh.

boring.

He had practiced boxing all morning, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he couldn't fall asleep.

Young Master Yang tossed and turned several times, sat up abruptly, called Shi He, and asked him to go out to play.

"Hey, Naiqing, I... I won't go, I'll accompany Li Jing, you can watch TV at home." Shi He hesitated on the other end of the phone.

"Don't call me that, thank you, rubbish." Yang Shaoqing hung up the phone irritably.

A guy who values ​​sex over friends!

Hold.

Yang Shaoqing took out the basketball from the room.

Can't he play ball by himself?Watch your fucking TV!

As soon as he walked out of the house, he bumped into Jiang Qixiao who was upstairs in the corridor.

Jiang Qixiao was a little surprised to see him hugging the basketball with an uneasy expression: "Hey, what's the matter? This is, who messed with you."

Yang Shaoqing frowned and ignored him, bypassing him and wanting to go downstairs.

"Hey," Jiang Qixiao called him back: "Playing ball will take me away."

Jiang Qixiao sat in the store all morning, stupefied that no one came in. After eating takeaway, he planned to go upstairs to sleep, and then watch TV or something. Seeing this kid holding a ball in his hand, he suddenly became interested .

After all, I haven't exercised well since I came here, except for that fight.

Yang Shaoqing turned his head and scanned his whole body with questioning eyes.

"What kind of eyes do you have? I can also play basketball, okay?" Jiang Qixiao smiled helplessly.

Yang Shaoqing pursed the corners of his mouth, and said a word indifferently: "Let's go."

"Okay, master, wait for me to change my equipment." Jiang Qixiao responded, ran back to the room, quickly changed his clothes and shoes, and came out.

Yang Shaoqing took Jiang Qixiao to their school's basketball court.

County No. [-] Middle School is much better than other high schools in terms of environment and student performance.In the past, Jiang Qixiao could only see a small door standing halfway up the mountain from the window of his home. He could hardly see the scene behind the door. A teaching building surrounded by plants.

Fortunately, the school security guards were not strict during the holidays and did not stop them.

After stepping in, the first thing that catches my eyes is a boulevard leading to the mountain, with two rows of tall trees standing on both sides. No one has cleaned it these days, and the road is covered with a thin layer of leaves.

There is no end in sight at a glance.

"Hey," Jiang Qixiao stared and looked around, "Your school environment is okay."

The moment I first entered, I thought I had entered a certain university.

Yang Shaoqing walked forward while dribbling the ball, without speaking.

After walking up the mountain for a while, Jiang Qixiao saw a few teaching buildings. From the outside, they should have been recently renovated. The doors of the corridors were locked and he couldn't get in.

The playground is on the other side of the mountain. The basketball court is very big with several rebounds. The track and field field is also very big and well maintained. There is nothing poor about a small place. Several couples strolled slowly on it.

"Your school occupies such a large area." Jiang Qixiao exclaimed in admiration.

When he was in high school, it was not the same as here. The teaching building is not known how many years old. Occasionally, some walls would be dusted off his head during class, but fortunately, the teaching quality was excellent. Most students don't care about external conditions.

"The work of poverty alleviation has been done well, and there is a good principal." After Yang Shaoqing finished speaking, he walked to the court and dribbled the ball skillfully.

The movements are smooth, clean, fast, and powerful. After a few dribbles under the crotch, he jumps high and throws the basketball into the basket.

pretty.Jiang Qixiao silently praised in his heart.

Yang Shaoqing turned his head and saw that he didn't move, so he frowned, "Can you beat me?"

"Here we come." Jiang Qixiao rolled up his sleeves and stepped onto the court.

He hadn't played for a long time, and his movements were a little rusty at first. The two of them played for a while, and Yang Shaoqing found that Jiang Qixiao played well, and it was obvious that he had practiced before.

Yang Shaoqing and Shi He are the captain and vice-captain of the school team. Of course, their skills needless to say, they have tricked Jiang Qixiao with several fake moves.

He is good at roller skating and skateboarding, and he is also good at basketball. Jiang Qixiao thought in his heart that Yang Shaoqing is very versatile.

Yang Shaoqing stepped on the three-point line to dribble, and Jiang Qixiao made a defensive posture, half-bent and legs bent, ready to grab the basketball in his hand at any time.

"Hey," Yang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "If you can stop me with this ball, I will promise you one thing, anything."

Jiang Qixiao sneered, "Then what if you didn't stop me?"

"Didn't you stop me...then you promise me one thing." Yang Shaoqing smiled with his lips curled up.

"Tsk, boring." After Jiang Qixiao laughed, his expression became serious, "But this request is quite attractive, come on."

Yang Shaoqing slowly dribbled the ball close to Jiang Qixiao. Jiang Qixiao tried to touch the ball with open hands, but failed twice.Yang Shaoqing suddenly accelerated and dodged to the side, Jiang Qixiao immediately reacted and followed.

Yang Shaoqing frowned slightly, turned around with the ball, and took two steps back. Jiang Qixiao followed up in time again. He didn't forget to interrupt Yang Shaoqing's movements halfway, and he was on guard.

Yang Shaoqing moved to a position one meter away from the restricted area, passed the ball under his crotch twice, rushed forward, and threw the ball under Jiang Qixiao's crotch, and he was about to hit Jiang Qixiao Yes, Jiang Qixiao was taken aback, but he didn't have time to react.

Yang Shaoqing's speed was too fast, he turned sideways a second before hitting him, dodged to the side, grabbed the basketball firmly in his hand, jumped and threw the ball into the basket.

"Damn..." Jiang Qixiao's eyes widened, "What kind of devil's speed are you?" Just for a split second, his body couldn't keep up with the operation of his brain, and Yang Shaoqing scored a goal.

Yang Shaoqing chuckled, "You are young."

"Fuck you, come again." Jiang Qixiao got ready.

"You owe me once now," Yang Shaoqing said proudly, "Return it?"

"...Come on, the one who came to score this time, the final settlement, whoever loses..." Jiang Qixiao swallowed the word "who is the guest for dinner", frowned and thought for a while, "Anyone can post to Moments saying that the other party is My big brother, you must show it to all your friends."

Anyway, he only added a few people, and it doesn't matter if he loses.

Yang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, "Interesting, come on."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Shaoqing moved.

Jiang Qixiao also gradually regained the passion he used to play, no longer hiding it, and tried his best every time he played against Yang Shaoqing.