Xueba at the same table is my mortal enemy

"Kiss one kiss one kiss one!"

The whole audience was shouting, and the teachers didn't stop them, they just thought the students were joking, especially Lao Lin, and laughed happily: "Jiang Qu! Don't be shy! Come one!"

Who the fuck is shy!

Isn't it just a kiss!

Jiang Qu held his index finger and middle finger together, pressed it on his lips for half a second, then lifted it up slightly, and landed in the direction of Lu Huai, raising it at a 45-degree angle: "My love, hold it well."

Handsome is handsome, but these words are so fucking shaky, the audience is laughing.

Lu Huai pursed his lips, and at a place 20 meters away from Jiang Qu, put two fingers together and nodded toward his heart——

received.

Jiang Qu was locked in place again by Lu Huai.

Heart pounding.

He must be laughing.

Why is he smiling so awkwardly.

After finally flirting with him, why did she flirt with him again!

Damn, the heartbeat is a little fast, Jiang Qu, you haven't started running yet!

"Ahhhh!"

"My mother! Is this an official announcement!!!"

"I can't speak anymore, I can't speak anymore, ah, ah, help, I'm dead!"

"You are brave and loving!"

Su Yunying didn't know what he was doing off the court at all. He whistled for a long time, but Jiang Qu didn't play, so he couldn't help but said, "I'm going to be a cheerleader, let's wait until Jiang Qu scores a goal!"

"Didn't you say that Lu Huai is cold-tempered?" Chen Han bumped Sheng Changqing with his shoulder, "I think it's quite cute."

Sheng Changqing helped the frame of the mirror: "Are you cute? Go and say hello to him, he will tell you that you have a ghost."

"Yo oh oh oh, I'm so narrow-minded," Chen Han said, "I'm already 26 brother."

There was another burst of cheers behind him.

Jiang Qu jumps the ball.

"Short, can you take the ball from Grandpa today?" Jiang Qu asked Han Yu.

To destroy the enemy, one must start from the will, kill and punish the heart.

The whistle sounded!

Jiang Qu bent his knees almost by reflex, and when the relative force made him jump, his fingertips were already a bit higher than Han Yu.

The ball was easily blocked by Jiang Qu to the first team, Wu Xun received the ball, was intercepted and passed to Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao faltered and passed the ball to Jiang Qu from the ground.

Jiang Qu dribbled the ball and rushed straight to the basket. He almost didn't respond to them, and scored the first goal.

"Yo!!"

Jiang Qu clapped hands with his teammates, passed by Lu Huai while running, and blew a hooligan whistle at him.

Lu Junren thought he was whistling for himself: "Jiang Qu is awesome!"

Guo Qin had just covered half of his mouth, and suddenly stopped: "Lu Junren! You go back to class seven, okay?"

Lu Junren asked Fu Shenao: "What did I do wrong, why did Qinqin scold me?"

"Handsome, your name is not in this movie, so don't force it to be added." Fu Shen'ao felt that he didn't understand, so he turned his head and continued to wave his hand, "Let's work hard! A team is invincible!"

The game was in full swing, Jiang Qu dribbled the ball past a small man who was blocking him, vaguely intending to go straight to the basket, the two of the second class immediately came together to block it tightly, Jiang Qu dribbled the ball A back and forth, brushed the ground behind, and passed it from below to Wu Xun who was waiting at the farthest distance. Wu Xun caught the ball and shot a three-pointer without saying a word.

The ball hit the edge of the rim and bounced off.

Did not enter!

Jiang Qu took a step forward, and his excellent jumping ability allowed him to catch the ball ahead of Xu Kaixing.

One-half of his knuckles touched the rough material of the basketball, and Jiang Qu lightly clasped his wrist.

It's in the box.

"Damn it! Jiang Qu is amazing!!!"

"Jiang Qu! Jiang Qu! Jiang Qu!"

"This fucking dance is too fast, the gods make up the basket!"

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys have a little vanity. When the audience cheers his name, they can't help but see if the person they care about is applauding.

He hurriedly ran a few more steps to the sidelines, Jiang Qu bumped shoulders with Wu Xun and the others halfway, and then he saw clearly.

He is laughing.

Hi, I'm too handsome 8!

After Jiang Qu came on the court, the first team seemed to be revitalized, and it didn't matter how the second team stopped, as long as the ball was passed to Jiang Qu, there would definitely be a way out.

After the third quarter, the score opened up again, and class one overtook class two by ten points.

"Are your feet okay?" Wu Xun wiped his face with his hands.

"Sure, Master Jiang can say no?"

Jiang Qu sat down on the chair, lifted up his jersey, and wiped his face as well, causing the school girls on the opposite side to cover their faces and scream.

Lu Huai squinted his eyes, pressed a bottle of water on it, and put the jersey back in place.

Jiang Qu shunned Lu Huai's hand and took the water bottle and began to gurgle. After drinking, he took a sip: "It's so sweet, the bottle cap is already opened."

"I drank it." Lu Huai said.

Jiang Qu got stuck in the air for the second time.

"So delicate." Lu Huai said with a smile.

Jiang Qu snorted, "I'm not as coquettish as Xueshen, I'm even allergic to penicillin."

Facing the mouth of the bottle, he gulped and drank again.

"I'm lying to you, I haven't drunk it." Lu Huai said.

Jiang Qu gave him a sharp look: "There is something wrong."

He threw the water bottle from top to bottom, spiraled several times in the air, fell back into Lu Huai's hands, and stood up again.

Wu Xun and his team members came over, gathered around Jiang Qu, and whispered, "They must be in a hurry in the last quarter. The score is not too high. They won't get out of the game even if they foul. Be careful, don't give them a chance."

Jiang Qu squinted his eyes and looked towards the second class: "Han Yu can't, I can't guarantee the rest, so keep your feet steady."

When the break time came, they took a few steps in place and walked to the court.

As soon as the whistle sounded, everyone entered the preparer posture again.

The second class stared at Jiang Qu so hard that there were people sticking to it almost everywhere.

Jiang Qu ran to catch a ball from Wu Xun, and just as he dribbled in, a tall man from the second class stretched out his arms to stop him. Jiang Qu saw Fang Zhao from the corner of his eyes, sent the ball from the side and rear, and ran away quickly.

He didn't intend to be dominated by the tall man, since he wanted to stare at him, let him stare at him enough.

Throughout the second half, whenever Jiang Qu touched the ball, he passed it away within a few strokes, and he began to run quickly again, constantly gliding tall and tall.

After Wu Xun made a layup, Jiang Qu clearly heard the tall man curse: "Fuck!"

The score was getting higher and higher, and the second team became more and more anxious. Guo Bilian was small and had already been pushed twice.

Some time ago, the two groups had a bad relationship because of Internet access. These two pushers were like small matches for lighting a gasoline barrel.

Su Yunying frowned, pressing her lips to whistle every few minutes.

The time was reduced by one second. When Jiang Qu was about to make a layup in the infield, the second group of people squeezed under the basket. Jiang Qu's hands were shot red by them. I don't know who was in a hurry. Hitting Jiang Qu's shoulder caused Jiang Qu to fall to the ground halfway through the jump, with a 35-degree angle between his feet and the floor, and slipped sideways for a short distance.

Su Yunying blew his whistle immediately.

Everyone on the court surrounded them, forming a circle and standing under the basket.

"Old Jiang!" Wu Xun helped him up from the ground, and before his hands touched Jiang Qu's ankle, his arms were empty.

Lu Huai let Jiang Qu's shoulder rest on his shoulder, rubbing his hand back and forth on the side of his body that was pressing on the ground, his voice changed urgently, "Where does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be nervous, I'm okay." In other words, he was not sure if he told others.

It was really painful when it first hit the ground, and the ankle was also red. Jiang Qu pressed the shoe and turned it around slowly. He didn't feel any pain, which was normal.

He subconsciously put Lu Huai on the shoulder, and patted him to comfort him: "It's really okay, just ask Fu Shenao to spray me with Yunnan Baiyao a few times."

Fu bid for the Olympic Games at any time, and immediately started: "Isn't it here?"

"I'll do it." Lu Huai raised his head to pick up his things, and by the way saw the group of people from the second class.

Brown pupils tightened against the light.

They were hot all over, and under high-intensity exercise, their blood was overly congested, and their irritable emotions were still on their foreheads. The second team responded, "Why are you staring at us? You didn't hit him on purpose!"

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "I can't even hit the ball, and I still fucking stare around. I really think that I am the number one in the city."

"You're fucking justified in bumping into me?" Jiang Qu cursed as if he had pressed a switch, "You guys haven't played around enough, now you don't want your face anymore? I'll just say I broke your leg right now. Do you have the ability to stand up and take responsibility? What’s wrong with him glaring at you? Why not just glaring at you? I let him stare at you.

"I told you that it wasn't intentional. Do you want to lose face if you don't let me go?"

What he said was so unflattering that a group of people couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly from the outside. They were so loud, Han Yu couldn't hold back his face as the captain, and shouted at the team members: "Don't talk!"

Lu Huai suppressed his emotions, put his hands on Jiang Qu's back to smooth his breath, and bent down to let Jiang Qu handle his ankle.

Su Yunying felt very distressed when a child in her class fell, and hesitated whether to let Jiang Qu go: "Are you really sure you can do it? Why don't you ask Teacher Sheng to take you to the infirmary for another look? At once……"

Jiang Qu smiled at her: "Teacher Su has admitted the wrong person. I'm not the boss, so don't be so gentle with me."

When mentioning her husband, Su Yunying became anxious: "Are you in debt again!"

"I'm really fine, let's keep fighting." Jiang Qu stretched his ankle, "It's only a few minutes, don't waste everyone's time," he looked at the people in the second class, "We are still waiting for the celebration banquet."

After such a fuss, the mood on the court became much more solemn, and the audience was not as enthusiastic as before. Jiang Qu's ankle didn't have much impact, so he played as before.

The second team seems to have been stimulated before, and they all restrained a lot, and started to play in a regular manner.

Han Yu was originally a small forward in the second class, but now he doesn't take the ball very much, so he keeps an eye on Jiang Qu himself.

With more than ten seconds left, Jiang Qu received the ball from Fang Zhao, pressed down hard with his right hand, and looked at Han Yu while dribbling.

Almost instantly, Jiang Qu made a tentative step from an angle. After tricking Han Yu, he accelerated, held the ball in a circle, avoided the person in front, and shot a jumper on the spot.

The basketball fell into the goal frame with the wind!

Hollow!

Two seconds later, Su Yunying blew the whistle, and the game was over!

Jiang Qu and Han Yu walked face to face, and snorted disdainfully: "Such a trivial matter made you panic like this?"

Han Yu knew he was talking about himself.

Jiang Qu didn't even use any fake moves to trick himself.

"But if I score this goal or not, you all lose, and the bad score is just right, Captain Han." Jiang Qu brushed past him.

There was a bang on the ball frame in the distance!

They turn back reflexively.

They had just finished using the basketball that was still hot, hit the backboard, and after it rebounded—it hit the head of the person who knocked down Jiang Qu.

Lu Huai did not know when he arrived on the court, stood at the three-point line, wiped his hands, and said coldly, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

The author has something to say: there is no vice cp~

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