I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Time is fast, it is already the beginning of January, and the weather is getting colder and colder. In the cities along the mountains, you can experience the sudden drop in temperature accurately. Every sudden heavy snow can make Tang Le go crazy .

He was born thin, and people often say that thin people are afraid of the cold but not the heat. Tang Le is the best embodiment of this saying.

Some time ago on New Year's Day, someone from the village came to visit relatives in the city, so grandma happened to ask someone to transport his old cotton jackets to the city. Although they were all dusty, they were faintly visible under the red school uniform Joyo showed a simple neckline, which looked a little cool from a distance.

"What's the brand of your clothes?" Tian Kewei stood in the row next to him while doing exercises, staring at his exposed collar for a while: "It's pretty nice, I just plan to buy a birthday present for my brother, just for reference .”

This padded jacket was bought at a rally, and it is worthless at all, but only the neckline is the most exquisite workmanship, and the rest of the place will completely ruin the effect as soon as you unzip it, and he doesn't know what Tian Kewei is thinking, he will think of it. Come and ask him this.

"It's not a good brand." Tang Le was a little embarrassed, after all, it could not even be called a brand.

"Oh, it's okay, anyway, I don't have much money to buy it for him." Tian Kewei continued to ask without hesitation.

Tang Le thought for a long time, and had no choice but to say lightly: "It's a Mountain Dog brand."

Valley brand.

Tian Kewei was taken aback when he heard the sound: "Shan... a dog?"

Tang Le nodded.

"I wrote it down, but I haven't heard of this brand yet." Tian Kewei was a little puzzled, but still pouted.

"Ah."

Yeah, what a coincidence, I haven't heard of it either.

During the exercise, the third graders did not participate, and the inspectors were from the Disciplinary Inspection Department of the second graders, and the girl standing in front of the fifth class of the senior ones was a little familiar. Tang Le squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, before he remembered it.

It was the girl I saw waiting for Zhou Fan downstairs that day.

Zhou Fan's girlfriend?

Tang Le frowned, staring thoughtfully at the girl's serious face from the gap in the crowd.

"Tang Le."

"Tang Le—!"

The girl raised her head, but no one responded after clicking a few times. She raised her head to look, and then shouted again: "Is Tang Le here!"

Tian Ke frowned slightly and turned his head, only to see Tang Le staring at the girl's face intently. For the first time, a different look appeared in his usually expressionless eyes. There was a feeling of unfriendliness, but it was very faint, as if It only flashed for a moment, and then calm was restored.

Tian Kewei bumped him with his elbow, and Tang Le finally realized it, and then responded as hard as he could: "Here."

After the girl left, Tang Le breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still fixed on the direction she left.

Although Tian Kewei didn't have a good impression of Tang Le before, like a cold face with no one in his eyes, but after helping pass the note last time, she found that Tang Le was still very nice, but his personality was a little cold.

Tian Kewei followed his gaze, then approached him teasingly: "Go away, don't look."

Tang Le was stunned for a moment, then recovered: "I didn't."

"Not yet," Tian Ke smiled, "I've already fixed my eyes on him."

Tang Le fell silent immediately, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Tian Kewei didn't think much of it. She had gotten used to this kind of communication in the past few days, and the girls around her were also surprised. She, a girl with a very serious princess disease, was so patient with Tang Le.

She still said: "Do you like this kind of girl?"

"No." Tang Le raised his head and frowned.

"Just tell me if you like her, otherwise, how would people know that you like her?" Tian Kewei bumped into him lightly again: "She's in Class [-], Grade [-], and her name is Zheng Qing."

Class [-], sophomore year, doesn't that happen to be Zhou Fan's class?

Tang Le raised his head upon hearing the sound, then frowned and stared at the direction where the girl disappeared, and said softly: "Zheng Qing?"

Tian Kewei covered his mouth and smiled, with a knowing expression, then crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "But it's a pity, Zheng Qing likes Zhou Fan, a second-level senior, don't you know him too? If compared with him..."

Tian Kewei didn't continue, but glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Tang Le didn't look at her, but said lightly: "I know."

I don't know whether he is replying that he knows that Zheng Qing likes Zhou Fan, or he knows that he and Zhou Fan are not comparable at all. Tian Kewei sees that he is bored, so he stops talking.

Tang Le went downstairs in the afternoon, and as usual saw Zhou Fan waiting for him with a smile on his face.

I don't know why, watching his school uniform and hem flying towards me, the cold winter sun fell on his head, casting the shadow of his tall nose, and everywhere he looked was a deep pool The general gentleness made Tang Le feel a lot more relieved for no reason.

"Is there a lot of homework today?" Zhou Fan asked.

Before Tang Le could answer, he stretched out his hand and picked up Tang Le's schoolbag. It wasn't heavy, and he almost picked up the small one.

"Not much, the self-study class is almost finished." Tang Le didn't say anything, he was already used to his movements, and just tugged at the corner of his clothes that was pulled up.

"Are you going to play on the playground? Xie Haotian and his partner are also there..." Zhou Fan remembered that the name might sound unfamiliar to him, so he explained: "It's just the yellow hair, the one with a cross of [-] to [-]."

"Oh."

Tang Le thought of him coming, but suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Zhou Fan: "It's already this time, don't you have to go to...work today?"

He didn't know what to say for a while, and he was afraid that saying "buy skewers" would hurt Zhou Fan's self-esteem, so he had to ask around the bush.

He is well aware of the feeling of being belittled by others because of prejudice, so he is more sensitive, especially to Zhou Fan.

"No, no, no," Zhou Fan said.

Then regardless of his answer, he directly grabbed Tang Le's wrist and carried him to the playground.

"En." Tang Le nodded.

"I probably won't be going in the future." Zhou Fan said again.

"Ah?" Tang Le was taken aback for a moment.

"The school gave me a subsidy and let me focus on studying for the college entrance examination. I will be in my third year of high school soon. When I go to college, it will not be too late to go back to my old job. When the time comes, let me tell you, the chain stores of Yangfan BBQ are all over the country, and I will just sit in the office. You can count the money, you can throw a wad of money in your face, and then say a word to buy you for one night."

Zhou Fan said with a smile, he didn't brake the brakes at the end, and then sneaked a glance at Tang Le.

Tang Le only thought that he was talking poorly in his daily life, and there was no ups and downs in his expression. Although there were not many expressions on his face, it was much softer than when he was with others, and there was even a faint smile on his face.

After a while, Tang Le took a look at him and said, "It's a beautiful thought."

Seeing this, Zhou Fan laughed loudly, then put his arms around his thin shoulders, and said with all his strength, "Then you must think beautifully!"

The campus in Tangzhong is not too big, but there are many playgrounds. It is divided into track and field, basketball, table tennis, badminton and other activities. There are also about ten basketball hoops. There are many boys playing basketball after school. The last few are basically empty.

Xie Haotian and Zou Ye were under the second-to-last basketball hoop. When they saw Zhou Fan and Tang Le approaching from afar, they waved their hands and shouted at them.

Zhou Fan also waved his hand, and then led Tang Le to walk in. Tang Le didn't have much contact with all kinds of sports. Walking on such a dangerous basketball court was enough to kill him. He shrank his neck all the way, but it was a coincidence. A basketball whizzed toward him.

Before Tang Le could react, Zhou Fan quickly stretched out his hand, directly over the top of his head, then caught it with both hands, and threw it over.

A few meters away, the basketball fell into the basket with a perfect arc, then fell to the ground, and bounced into the hands of the boy over there.

"It hit someone!" Zhou Fan frowned and shouted at them angrily.

"I'm sorry brother! I made a mistake!" The boy obviously recognized Zhou Fan's face and hurriedly apologized.

Zhou Fan didn't say anything when he heard the sound, he just instinctively put his arms around the half of Tang Le's body that was almost hit, and rubbed his hair soothingly.

"Are you okay? Fortunately, I responded in time." Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay..." Tang Le was still in shock, and his voice was muffled: "But I don't know how to play basketball."

Zhou Fan was surprised for a moment when he heard the sound. For boys, this kind of exercise should be commonplace in his cognition. Suddenly, a boy came in front of him and told him that he couldn't play basketball, just like an adult. Pointing to the rice bowl on the dining table and saying: "Ah, feed me" makes sense.

But the surprise disappeared in an instant. He had already discovered many things that did not conform to common sense in Tang Le, and this one was not bad.

He looked at Tang Le's embarrassing expression, and didn't ask any more questions, but said softly, "It's okay, the boss will teach you, if you join my Zhou Family Gang, you will have a teaching and a meeting."

Package marriage.

Zhou Fan choked back the last three words and swallowed hard.

Tang Le heard the sound and chuckled, and looked up at him: "Okay."

When Xie Haotian saw Zhou Fan holding Tang Le's shoulders from afar, he laughed until his eyes disappeared. He whistled to Zhou Fan with an indescribable expression, and then leaned against the basketball hoop with the ball in his arms.

"Yo, Xiaowei. The chicken is here too?" Xie Haotian smiled.

Tang Le frowned obviously when he heard this name.

Zhou Fan noticed the slight change in his expression, and said to Xie Haotian, "It's Tang Le."

"Okay, okay." Xie Haotian smiled, then picked up the basketball placed next to him and threw it to him: "Tang Le Tang Le Tang Le, it's alright, I'll give you the ball."

Tang Le was taken aback for a moment, and just as he was about to deliver the baby, Zhou Fan stepped in front of him and stopped it.

Zhou Fan hugged the ball, then simply turned around and raised his eyebrows at Zou Ye who had been silent not far away: "Who cares."

Zou Ye nodded and walked in Xie Haotian's direction.

Xie Haotian was so scared that he almost ran away and was about to run away, but Zou Ye grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him away.

"Play ball." Zou Ye said simply but irrefutably.

Xie Haotian was dragged, but he still didn't give up and shouted: "Old Zhou, you wait! Who will rule when you see it!"

Zhou Fan pursed his lips deliberately at him when he heard the sound. He knew what Xie Haotian meant. Although it was a provocative tone, but for some reason, he was very happy to hear it. He turned around, clapped the basketball in his hand, and flicked it. To Tang Le with a dazed face.

"Let's go, brother will teach you how to shoot." Zhou Fan grabbed his shoulders.

"Okay." Tang Le responded.

Zhou Fan is always a person who looks extremely unscrupulous on the surface, but once he does things, he is meticulous and almost strict. His pursuit of results is almost to the point of being picky. illusion.

"Before the layup, lower the center of gravity first. When dribbling, you should not exceed your waist. Lean your body forward as much as possible, and dribble with your palms down."

While Zhou Fan was talking, he dribbled the ball from the three-point line and ran over. With a beautiful dribble, he turned around and braked urgently in front of the backboard.

Zhou Fan looked at Tang Le who was standing beside him with a look of surprise and envy, and felt a little flattered in his heart, but this handsome man still wanted to continue playing. He flicked his slightly soaked bangs, slapped the ball twice, and then went on The demo side said:

"Now continue to take two steps, jump up on the third step, throw the ball with force from the wrist, but don't use too much force, and aim at the basket."

"Then, vote!"

Zhou Fan jumped up instantly, and the basketball obediently jumped to the basket, turned half a circle around the edge, and then fell down.

"Wow!"

Tang Le exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, because he, a sports idiot, couldn't help admiring the throwing halfway just now, coupled with this set of smooth and beautiful movements.

"Come."

Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his body was slender in sportswear, with one hand on his waist, he waved to Tang Le.

Tang Le walked obediently to his side and let the other party stuff the basketball into his arms. The hand holding the basketball was naturally covered by another pair of big hands. It was a warm touch. His movements paused for a moment, but inexplicably I don't feel like refusing.

"I'll teach you." Zhou Fan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with white and neat teeth.

The author has something to say: Today is another Spinning Sweetie~

ps: In the next chapter, there will be a part of the sub-cp plot~ It’s still Britney, fancy Britney~