Sister, Shut Up!

"But Jiang Miao is really handsome~ He should still be single, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. Do you think the squad leader is sitting with him?"

"Haha~ Then why don't you say that senior sister Su is also sitting with him?"

"I guess you don't have a girlfriend yet? You should have a higher vision for being handsome."

"Qiqi, do you want to try it?"

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"Don't pretend, I see you added him on WeChat before."

"I have added all the WeChat accounts of my classmates, don't think too much!"

The sound of girls playing and playing with each other came from the back row from time to time.

Jiang Miao was holding a mobile phone in the group of book friends, not listening very carefully.

But Su Huai Porridge puffed his mouth, and sneaked his little hand to his junior's waist, twisting it for him.

"Hiss..." Jiang Miao looked puzzled, turned to look at the senior, showing a confused expression, "What's wrong with you, senior?"

"Did a female classmate add you to WeChat before?" Su Huai Porridge asked in a sour voice.

"?" Jiang Miao's face was full of question marks, "It's just a WeChat between classmates, I haven't chatted with them much."

"So there was a chat?"

"They sent a hello message, so I can't ignore it." Jiang Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and immediately replied in a low voice, "Senior sister, are you jealous?"

"No!" Su Huai porridge stepped on him, turned his head and ignored him.

Now that there are people around here, the two of them shouldn't mess around too much, lest the dog food splash around and hurt innocent people.

After a while, the simple award ceremony of the School of Foreign Languages ​​was over, and it was time for the basketball game of the School of Accounting.

Most of the students from Accounting Class 2 have come, and they are concentrated on the seats here.

Xun Liang, who was next to him, saw that the time was almost up, so he got up and shouted to the boy, "Let's go! Go change the team uniform first!"

So including Jiang Miao, the remaining four participating boys got up and followed Xun Liang into the dressing room below.

As the finals approached, everyone was a little nervous. Although the two brothers in team uniforms No. 4 and No. 5 had always been fishing, they were trembling nervously.

Brother Hou on the 1st and Xun Liang on the 8th are gearing up to do some warm-up exercises while analyzing tactics.

Jiang Miao was the only one who didn't feel anything. He put on his No. 12 white team uniform, stretched himself, and finally couldn't help but yawned.

sleepy.

Early this morning, he was dragged into the office by his senior to squeeze juice, and typed 8000 words in one breath.

Previously, there was a pretty and delicious senior by his side, which could also refresh him, but now Jiang Miao felt sleepy when he left the senior.

I really want to have a good sleep.

After changing their uniforms, the five of them walked towards the basketball arena.

On the way, Xun Liang felt a little urinated, and it happened that Jiang Miao also had some stock, so the two went to the toilet together first.

When passing by a small corridor next to the toilet, Xun Liang subconsciously glanced in the direction of the corridor, only to see a man and a woman hugging each other and kissing.

Xun Liang: "???"

Jiang Miao saw that his eyes were strange, and immediately followed them, and his eyes suddenly became strange.

The tall and strong boy was wearing a dark blue team uniform, and he seemed to be a member of the squad 1 and 2 of the financial management team they were going to fight.

"Gene Era"

Without looking too much, the two walked into the toilet.

Xun Liang complained while turning on the water: "How can anyone suffer so much? It's fine if you three sprinkle dog food in the stands, and you have to force it to go to the toilet."

Jiang Miao held back a laugh, and joked, "So, you really got the name right, I followed you and got caught in Chiyu."

"Fuck! Brother Jiang, you are bullying me again!" Xun Liang refused to accept, "We are on the first team, so you don't want to comfort my newly injured heart."

"Yeah, look at people who hugged their girlfriends before the game. I heard that kissing also consumes a lot of energy. This wave is our advantage." Jiang Miao comforted.

Xun Liang: "???"

Is that how you comfort people?

Better not say it.

Xun Liang was even more sad after hearing this.

After using the toilet and washing their hands, the two came out of the toilet.

When they passed the small corridor again, both Xun Liang and Jiang Miao subconsciously looked inside.

In the end, good guy, after a few minutes, the two of them were still hugging and chewing.

It's just that the posture changed from hugging each other to a girl being pressed against the wall and kissing.

Probably the girl noticed someone, and quickly pushed away the boy who was pressing on her, blushing and buried herself in the boy's chest.

The boy turned his head and immediately saw the two guys at the other end.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a kiss?" The boy frowned in distaste, and immediately noticed the team uniforms on the two of them, and waved his hand and said, "I'll beat you up later, can you not get in the way now?"

"Damn it..." Xun Liang became angry immediately after being so provoked.

But Jiang Miao has reached out to hold him at this moment, and continues to walk towards the basketball court.

But before leaving, Jiang Miao kindly reminded: "Brother, there is a camera in the corner over there, it's better to kiss in another place."

There was a small scream from the girl in the corridor.

But it has nothing to do with the two of them.

"It's great to have a girlfriend..." Xun Liang was dragged back to the basketball court by Jiang Miao, still muttering unhappily.

Jiang Miao saw him like this, and immediately teased: "You just follow your sister, just like your sister, isn't this hanging on someone's girlfriend?"

"You put it lightly." Xun Liang gave him an annoyed look, "I don't have that kind of relationship with my sister."

After entering the field, the players on both sides are warming up, pressing their legs, running, or touching the ball to shoot a basket, first to warm up their hands.

At this time, the boy who was making out with his girlfriend in the corridor had also entered the arena, and when he walked into the line, he glared at Jiang Miao and Xun Liang.

Xun Liang stared back, without embarrassment.

But after seeing the number 8 on the boy's uniform, he immediately recalled: "That guy is the center of their team."

"The one in the corridor?" Jiang Miao was curious, and immediately became amused, "That's not right, the dog will look good on him."

Anyway, Jiang Miao was just playing fish, booing and watching the fun is pretty good.

"Hmph, let's see how your grandpa Xun suppressed him." Xun Liang looked proud. He had watched the semi-finals before, and the center forward on the opposite side showed less strength than him, so he was quite confident.

"Come on, Grandpa Dog."

Xun Liang felt a toothache when he heard it, and wanted to throw the basketball in his hand on the head of his roommate.

Because there is still plenty of time left this afternoon, the start time of the game was set at 3:20.

Three quarters of three 10 minutes, plus a 5-minute break in each quarter, a total of 40 minutes of game time, exactly until four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's only early three o'clock, and they still have a long time to warm up.

Jiang Miao chatted with Xun Liang while shooting, warming up his hand in advance.

He likes to play the backboard the most. He feels very comfortable watching the basketball hit the backboard and fall into the basket accurately according to the rebound trajectory he expected.

Especially the direction of the 45-degree angle is the angle he feels best.

Let him stand on this line and shoot, even if the distance is as far as the three-point line, he can still have a half of the goal rate.

Of course, this is when no one interferes.

If someone wants to defend him, there will be no such accuracy.

But when Jiang Miao was standing on the line at a 45-degree angle and shooting randomly, a gust of wind suddenly blew around him.

In the next second, a blue figure easily hooked the basketball from his hand, and then made a layup with an elegant posture, flexibly sending the basketball into the net.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little itchy." The tall, thin boy in the No. 11 blue team uniform returned the ball to Jiang Miao with a smile, and then returned to his basket in a refreshed suit, chatting and laughing with the players .

Jiang Miao blinked while holding the basketball, and looked back at No. 11. Before he could speak, Xun Liang next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother Jiang, if I were you I wouldn't be able to bear it!" Xun Liang shouted loudly, "Why don't you give them some flair?!"

"...I'm not in a hurry for you." Jiang Miao gave him a blank look, stepped back a few steps to the three-point line, and threw the basketball in his hand.

The ball drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, hit the backboard, and then rebounded, and fell into the net precisely.

Then Jiang Miao didn't go to pick up the ball, instead she took out her phone from her pocket, and recorded all the material that was ridiculed by the villain just now and in the corridor before.

really interesting.

He originally thought that the people he usually met were quite polite, as if he had never seen any shameless guy.

Wouldn't this just send two?

Jiang Miao's skills in shaping villains have always been not good, because he lived in a relatively good environment since he was a child, and he has a good temper, and he basically doesn't quarrel with others.

Especially after he started writing a book, he wished someone could mock him so that he could draw material.

It's a pity that things always backfire, probably because he is more handsome.

As for getting angry?

Jiang Miao didn't feel this way at all.

I just think it's naive for the No. 11 to come all the way to grab the ball.

How tiring it is to run the whole field.

Jiang Miao looked at the venue, thinking that if he ran back and forth four or five times, he would probably be almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

But Jiang Miao didn't care, but Su Huai Porridge in the stands did.

Seeing the team member on the opposite side run over to attack her boyfriend, she was so angry that her teeth itch.

But as a senior sister, it's not easy to make trouble casually, so I can only endure it.