like electricity

After more than two months of school, even if the teacher repeatedly ordered him not to fall in love early, the hormones that young people can't put down can't be stopped so easily. .

Couples in the same class are a little bit better. They don’t see each other every day. Even under the teacher’s nose, they can try their best to stay together under the guise of asking questions to make up lessons. Couples in different classes are more miserable. Only the lunch break and the round trip are the most stable time to meet.

Because of this, couples who can't see each other must seize all the time, just like the current ball game, in addition to winning glory for the class, it has become an occasion for couples to show their affection openly.

After Zhuo Shuang finished speaking, she stepped onto the court in a chic manner. Jiang Miao looked around and found that all the girls holding coats were girls, and their boyfriends were doing warm-up exercises on the court. Shang Zhuo Shuang's flirtatious remarks before he left should not be regarded as superfluous.He lowered his head, and the more he looked at the coat in his hand, the more uncomfortable he became.

Zhuo Shuang never thought of hiding their relationship. Rationally, he knew it was dangerous, but emotionally, he was not afraid at all.

"Don't worry, with Brother Zhuo here, unless you are facing the Heavenly Soldier, you will definitely not be able to win."

Jiang Shou turned her head and saw Fu Heng jumping to her side leaning on a crutch.

Last night, Fu Heng was unfortunately the victim of the heavy rain. On the way home, he accidentally stepped on the air and sprained his right foot.This morning when he came to class on crutches, Wang Xuan and Wei Zhixun, two actors, burst into tears for a moment. The first class was lost. Without the ace striker, how would they compete with the group of grandchildren in the second class? In the end, Zhuo Shuang came to talk about your brother I'm not dead yet, and one of them got their head up for a while before they stopped the mourning.

Seeing him stop and step, Jiang Shou was really worried, so she hurried over to help him, lest he suddenly fall again, "Why did you get down?"

Fu Heng, who was supposed to be sitting upstairs, suddenly appeared on the court, and anyone with a discerning eye knew what he was doing.

"It's okay if you walk slowly. It's hard to have a ball game. If you can't play, at least you have to watch it with your own eyes." Fu Heng said lightly, as if he was not the half-disabled one.

Jiang Shou's gaze was still on his crutch - if it's not serious, what is this thing for?

Sensing what he was looking at, Fu Heng was also very helpless, "My mother must hire a crutch, and even the doctors can't persuade her, so I can only let her go."

"Will there be side effects?"

As the old saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt one's muscles and bones, but half of Jiang Shou's heart is still in suspense.

"The doctor said that during this period of time, it is enough to rest quietly and calmly. If you don't recover well this time and get injured again, you may have sequelae."

Fu Heng leaned on the railing, slightly lightened the burden on the other leg, and then pointed to the position beside him, "Jiang Xiaochou, come here and look, the view is good."

Unlike Wei Zhixun, who had a deep friendship with him, he didn't have much contact with Fu Heng alone. He only knew that he was a quiet, nice person, and had been friends with Zhuo Shuang for many years.

There would be no Zhuo Shuang and Wei Zhixun by his side. To be honest, he was a little at a loss and didn't know how to continue the chat.

"How are you going upstairs?" He bit the bullet and found a recent topic.

Fu Heng pointed at Wei Zhixun, "Did you see it?"

"See what?" Jiang worry didn't understand what he meant.

"A top horse."

"What?" Jiang Mou wasn't sure what he meant, "He carried you?"

"Otherwise? The year before last, I went climbing with Lao Wei and his cousin. His cousin also sprained his ankle. You didn't see Lao Wei carrying him down the mountain. Let me think about how to describe it... Yes, A nimble fat man." Fu Heng gestured, "The stone ladder is only as wide as one of my feet. Old Wei can walk like flying with his back on his back. What's the point of carrying me up to the second floor."

Jiang Shou imagined the scene for a while, and then looked at the tall and thin Fu Heng. It might, probably, be really no difficulty for Wei Zhixun to carry him up to the second floor.

"Have you seen Zhuoge play before?"

The physical education teacher blows his whistle, indicating that the ball game is about to start.The tension was on the verge of breaking out, Fu Heng asked suddenly.

Jiang worry shakes his head.Every time Xie Shun saw him doing homework on the dining table, he would tell him to roll in, and his room was a little big, and his legs would become numb after squatting for a long time. He was urged by various pressures, and he couldn't spend time in such In trivial matters.

Now that Jiang Suqing has allocated a new desk for him, he can take a breather and no longer need to race against time in school.

"That's really a pity." Fu Heng's tone was very light, and he couldn't hear much emotion, "But it's not too late now."

"Fu Heng."

Realizing something, Jiang Shou was a little embarrassed and called the names of the people around him.

"Huh?" Fu Heng's attention was always on the court, "Is there something wrong?"

"I... I may not understand." His voice slowly trailed off.It should be a shame that a boy can't understand basketball.

Fu Heng patted him on the back, "It's okay, as long as you are watching, it's not a difficult thing to ask me if you don't understand."

·

Fu Heng was injured, and the squad that lost the striker had to temporarily use a substitute. Wang Xuan was ordered to act as Fu Heng's substitute in times of crisis.

Unlike Class 12, which has more than enough teams for both teams, the boys in the liberal arts class are a scarce resource—there are [-] boys in Class [-], and most of them are not interested in basketball, so it is enough to gather enough starters.

This hardware gap makes the odds of winning almost [-]/[-].

"Do you want to let you three points? You guys... lest you lose too badly later and say that we are bullying people."

After warming up, Zhuo Shuang twirled the ball with her fingers, and asked with a smile if the people in the next class needed water later.

Maybe his intentions are good, but the way of questioning is really embarrassing. It is impossible for any self-respecting high school boy to agree to such a shameful pact.

The better-tempered one gave him a blank look, and the more violent-tempered brother directly responded with a rollback.

"It's fine if you don't want to." Zhuo Shuang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her at all, "Then I will try my best later."

Among the girls in the second class, there were many girls who had a good impression of Zhuo Shuang, and they were still hesitating whether to cheer him up, but when they heard what he said, they stood in their camp for a second.

"Don't let the water in, it's a puppy!"

Wei Zhixun was afraid that someone would start a violent dispute before the game started, so he hurriedly drove him to his side, "Stop talking nonsense, my brother, why did you open your mouth?"

"Old Wei, what do you mean?" Zhuo Shuang narrowed his eyes, "You said I can't speak?"

"Isn't it?" Wei Zhixun felt that he owed enough, "If you continue talking, I think that Tao Zhao's fist is going to greet your little white face."

Zhuo Shuang touched his nose, "I don't want the competition to be more intense, so that I can look handsome when I hit them."

"Okay, okay, brother Zhuo, you are handsome enough if you play normally." Wei Zhixun didn't know what was wrong with him today, "You weren't like this before? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

For the first time, Zhuo Shuang didn't let him roll away, "It's probably true, Old Wei, I'm a little nervous. I get nervous when I think that I might not play well later."

"You're so nervous." Wei Zhixun rolled his eyes.

"You don't understand." Zhuo Shuang lowered her voice, "When I think of him looking at me, I get nervous."

·

The physical education teacher threw the ball into the field, and the game officially began.

The first one to snatch it was a boy from class two. He quickly wanted to pass it to his teammates, but how could the people in class one do what he wanted, and immediately started to fight for it.

Wei Zhixun snatched the ball with a feint, and winked at the other boys in the class. Wang Xuan, who understood what he meant, immediately followed him and helped him set up a cover and pass the ball to Zhuo Shuang.

Seeing Zhuo Shuang get the ball, Jiang Mou broke through the encirclement of Class Two with a few shakes, and was about to dunk.

No wonder Fu Heng said "it's a pity". Compared with usual, Zhuo Shuang on the court is different everywhere.Zhuo Shuang on the court no longer hides the aggressiveness in his bones, acts recklessly and domineeringly, and no one can stop his pace.

Seeing Zhuo Shuang jumping up, revealing a thin waistline, he couldn't help but sweat in his palms.

However, he didn't see whether the ball was scored, but only heard the cheers of Mei Jin and the others.

The ball should have been scored, he switched to the other side, who knows that the person in front of him moved to that side.

He was helpless, "Xie Yaoyao, don't you go cheer for the people in your class?"

Xie Yaoyao gritted her teeth, "Why don't you fuel up, come and help me, I'm going to die." Then she took his arm, "Come with me."

Jiang Shou still remembered what Zhuo Shuang said to him, "No, I have to..."

I got to watch my boyfriend play.He was suddenly stuck, and he couldn't say the words.

"Don't be afraid, come with me quickly, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, you can't bear to see me die, right?"

Seeing that she was really anxious, he glanced towards the court and found that Zhuo Shuang was not looking at him, while Fu Heng was completely focused on the court, so he couldn't help feeling a little lucky.

"Okay." Before he put Zhuo Shuang's words behind him, "I'll be back soon."

As long as Fu Heng notices that he is not there, it will be fine, that's how he planned.

"OK, OK, I'll be fast here."

Xie Yaoyao pulled him towards Xiaobailou, but he still didn't know why she was looking for him.

"What on earth are you looking for me for?"

"It's certainly not a big deal to you."

Xie Yaoyao sat down on the flower bed near Xiaobailou, then took out a small cube from her pocket, and unfolded it three times.

"have a look."

Jiang Shou took it and found that it was Zhang Handout.

"What is this? Your conscience has made you decide to study hard?"

Xie Yaoyao was about to cry, "My mother actually enrolled me in a supplementary class for improving mathematics. Am I that material? Oh my god, she's murdering."

She pulled her hair and cried hysterically, "The whole class is full of top students who took 140. I'm the only scumbag. I'm the fucking stupidest one in the class. What the hell is she thinking?"

Jiang Shou didn't quite understand the point of her breakdown, "Auntie is also doing it for your own good..."

"If she wants to do my best, she should give me a basic supplement." She was distraught, "Do you think this is a human-made problem?"

"That's why you're looking for me?"

"Help me to look at these two questions. The old man seems to have something in his mouth. I can't understand what he is talking about. I'm just a special teacher. I'm crazy." Xie Yaoyao was afraid that he would refuse, "No You finish it all for me, just look at the few questions I ticked off, my God, I know every word, and together it is a heavenly book."

Jiang Mou looked at it and found that this question was indeed very difficult, even if it was put into the last few big questions of science and mathematics, it would be enough.

"Okay, let me take a look for you, but I can only give you a general idea."

He didn't have much time, and it was impossible to finish it completely.

Xie Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's enough, I'll give you the pen."

While reading the topic, he was still thinking about the ball game over there, "Xie Yaoyao, do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Yue Mo was no longer threatened with his life, Xie Yaoyao was no longer nervous.

"Go and buy me two bottles of mineral water."

Only then did Xie Yaoyao notice that he was holding a coat in his hand, which belonged to someone who wasn't here.

Her expression became very complicated, first anxious and then helpless, and finally gave up on herself, "Jiang Xiaochou."

Jiang Shou didn't raise her head, "Huh?"

She pondered for a long time and didn't know how to speak, "Do you want Nongfu Spring or Yibao?"

"What's the difference?"

"No difference."

Jiang Shou didn't know what kind of wind she had, but she didn't have time to care.

When he finished saving Xie Yaoyao and returned to the field, he found that the game was over.

Mei Jin and the others bought a box of mineral water with the class fee, and they are distributing mineral water to those who play.

Zhuo Shuang looked at him with a half-smile, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.The bad premonition became stronger and stronger, and he was a little afraid to look into Zhuo Shuang's eyes.

"Come here." Zhuo Shuang waved to him.

He takes a step back.

Zhuo Shuang narrowed her eyes, her tone became more dangerous, "Come here."

He still didn't move.

Since he didn't go there, Zhuo Shuang came to arrest him by himself.

Zhuo Shuang hugged him tightly, lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "Where did you go just now?"

"I didn't run away." Jiangchou firmly refused to admit his mistake at first, trying to get away with it.

Zhuo Shuang laughed, "Jiang Xiaochou, do you think I can't see you because you are short?" He pointed to his eyes, "Your boyfriend has very good eyesight, he can see you at a glance. Where is the little villain in the crowd?"

Jiang Shou changed his words, but still did not admit his mistake, "I just went out for a while..."

He passed the mineral water in his hand, trying to distract the man.

"Brother Zhuo, are you thirsty?"

Zhuo Shuang smiled, laughing so that Jiang Shou's heart trembled, "It's not bad that you know how to buy water for your boyfriend."

"Yeah." He was still very guilty, "Did you win?"

"I won. Is there any possibility that you, Brother Zhuo, won't win?" Zhuo Shuang touched his forehead, "Do you think that your brother Zhuo is easy to talk, and you want me to punish you on purpose?"

It's nothing, Jiangchou suspects that this person may have watched too many third-rate TV dramas and his mind is broken.But he was the one who ran away halfway, so he didn't have the confidence to say that.

"I didn't..." Looking into Zhuo Shuang's eyes, he felt that he had done something wrong, "Then how are you... going to punish me?"

This kind of line is really too embarrassing, he stammered a bit before he managed to say it.