My Sister is Fuji

Lu Hao roared: "Who dares to touch my ball!" Everyone fell silent.Lu Hao was a bad student in the class, no one dared to touch his brow.

"It's so cool! It's so cool!" Lu Hao was no longer shooting, he was hitting the basket with the ball.

When he was in physical education class, he liked to borrow basketballs and secretly smash other people's heads.The feeling of hitting his head with a ball made Lu Hao very obsessed.

In addition to being obsessed, he had an idea in his mind. Wouldn't it be more fun if he played his head like a basketball!

"What's going on with this basketball, it's so cool, it's like there's a head in it." Lu Hao fell into a frenzy and smashed the ball hard, as if pouring out all his strength on it.

"Bang!" Lu Hao used too much force and the angle was wrong. The basketball hit the basket and flew out, hitting Liao Sha who happened to be passing by.

Liao Sha rubbed his head in pain, picked up the basketball angrily and looked at Lu Hao over there.

"It's over, it hit the teacher." The students who stood farther away immediately drew a line, saying that it had nothing to do with them, and walked away one after another.

Liao Sha walked over and asked the students standing on the basketball court angrily, "Who hit me!"

Everyone kept silent and dared not say it was Lu Hao, but everyone's eyes were squinting at Lu Hao.

"Okay, Lu Hao, it's you!" Liao Sha was angry, "Play basketball one by one. Go back to work! It's better to review your homework if you have time, and have you finished your homework?"

The students in the basketball court were scattered. Lu Hao was the only one, looking at the basketball in Liao Sha's hands reluctantly, but due to the majesty of the head teacher, he had to follow the students back to class.

"It really doesn't give me peace of mind." Liao Sha said unhappily, feeling a headache.Looking at the basketball in his hand, recalling his student life, "I haven't played basketball for a long time, I just had fun."

Liao Sha patted the basketball, found his hand, and shot from beyond the three-point line.Liao Sha was fascinated by the feeling of the basketball being slapped on the hoop.

Whether it hits or not, it feels good.

Liao Sha gradually changed from shooting to hitting the basket with the ball.

One ball after another, Liao Sha's face was obsessed, and his eyes were full of morbid coolness.

"No wonder these guys like to play basketball, so cool! What's going on with this ball! So happy!"

Liao Sha couldn't help laughing at the gloomy and strange hehe.

Chapter 11 Restlessness

Chapter 11 Restlessness

Su Mu did not see this strange scene.He is in the classroom now, making up homework on the spot.

It wasn't long before school started, but a lot of homework was hoarded.

Su Mu is now supplementing the Chinese workbook.The students in front were chattering and noisy, a picture of school life.

If it was another person who couldn't calm down, he would have been playing with those students now.

But Su Mu didn't see it, and did her homework seriously.

He felt like it was a waste of time to play with them.The practical significance is not as good as making up the homework.

It's like a seven-year-old child is still playing with dolls and playing house wine, and another ten-year-old child has been exposed to computer games.Although it was only three years old, it would definitely seem impatient to let the ten-year-old talk to the seven-year-old.Because there is no common language between the two.

There is no common language between Su Mu and them.Even when Su Mu was in high school, she seldom talked to her peers.Su Mu is either alone in a daze, or reading books on programming software or psychology in her place.

He felt that there was no point in talking to them, and he might as well just sit in the corner by himself in a daze.It's not that he hates talking. If the object of the conversation is meaningful, he will never be stingy with his words.

……

A man came outside the corridor, a man with glasses.

This guy with glasses was the guy who looked at Su Mu with resentment at the school gate.His name is He Xiao.

The part behind his buttocks is dirty, dusty.There are traces of being photographed with my hands, but because I can't see the back, I didn't use a lot of strength to shoot, and the traces of the dust are particularly obvious.

During class, the chair was suddenly pulled off by a bad classmate at the back table.

He Xiao fell to the floor.The feeling and pain of suddenly falling to the ground was very uncomfortable.

The back table and the tablemates discussed how to fix themselves. Seeing them laughing, He Xiao felt extremely uncomfortable.

He Xiao's position was at the back table, and none of the students in front saw what was happening behind.The substitute teacher was an art teacher. She glanced at it and pretended not to have seen it, and continued to talk about her class.

He lives like a gas bag.

He was trampled on the head by bad classmates at school, dominated by relatives at home, ignored by teachers, and regarded as an autistic stupid dog by friends.

But all of this can be endured, because as long as she is there, any suffering can be endured.

Playing together from childhood to childhood childhood sweethearts.Even if they don't live next door now, they still go together when they come to school after school.

He Xiao, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up and looked at the beautiful girl he liked at the front table.

Her smile is still beautiful, but in her moving eyes, there is merciless ridicule and a trace of disgust.

He Xiao was stunned, and his heart was severely injured.He couldn't understand, he had been such a good childhood sweetheart since childhood, but now why...why...

It's all that Su Mu!

He Xiao's honest appearance turned into a maddened madness, pushing all the faults down on Su Mu.

Why does Xue Qi like this kind of scum? He passed by the woods outside the school that day and saw a strange girl beside him. He kissed her and did that kind of thing.

Thinking of him and Xueqi, it is also possible that they have done that kind of thing...

He Xiao's twisted face became even more hideous, no, Xue Qi would never do that kind of thing to him!