The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

The basketball court in No. [-] Middle School is not big, there are only four courts together, and it is full when school is over, so we have to fight for it.

When Wu Jing and Yao Bin arrived, there were no seats available for them on several courts. The two looked around, found a stand and sat down, planning to wait for a court to be empty.

Yao Bin threw his schoolbag aside, stretched his neck to look around, and soon said discouragedly, "As expected of No. [-] Middle School, I searched around, but I didn't see any good-looking ones."

Wu Jingzheng was looking at the court intently, and blurted out without thinking: "No? How did you praise Yan Xinguang just now? Do you want me to repeat it to you? I was disgusted to hear it. What is the most beautiful and handsome thing you have ever seen?" The most handsome and unrestrained, vomit."

Yao Bin: "What kind of eyes do you have? I'm not fucking gay, I just complimented him politely. Hey, to be honest, after looking around, I think Yu Jianeng is a school belle."

"Yeah, the school belle doesn't like you either, so watch the ball."

"What's wrong with me? I'm 1.7 meters tall and weigh [-] kilograms. Not to mention a dragon and a phoenix, I can be considered handsome, I..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of exclamation near the stadium closest to them.

Wu Jing quickly poked his head out and shouted, "What's the matter?"

The crowd around the audience screamed and panicked.

"Ahhh, hurry up and fight!"

"Who is that man? He's so arrogant!"

"A freshman is a freshman. There are no rules. When you first come up, you will compete with the school team. You can't fight as well as others!"

"Go and call the teacher?"

"Go! You go!"

Wu Jing and Yao Bin pushed aside the crowd and saw that the center was in chaos.

A tall and thin boy was twisted by the wrists of several tall boys wearing uniform jerseys, but he was very strong, and he slapped him with a backhand, which hit him in the face.

The person who was beaten was a little boy with thin skin and tender flesh. Five clear fingerprints appeared on his face on the spot. He was shocked, let go of his hands to cover his face, and cursed: "Fuck! You are a dog!"

The boy was twisted and sneered, and said, "You bark louder, I think you look more like a dog."

The little boy screamed wildly, and the two groups of people scuffled immediately.

Yao Bin craned his neck to look, startled: "Isn't that Duan Changhan?"

"Ah? I'll go." Wu Jing also probed to see, "What, what's the situation? Do you want to fight?"

"Damn it, call the teacher, hey... you!"

Wu Jing likes to join in the fun, if he can get in, he will be even more excited, rushing to the front of the group of people, startling the onlookers, thinking that another helper came, so he backed away again and again , to make room for him.

That little boy took the time to give Wu Jing a look, "Is there a helper here? Can it work?"

He looked Wu Jing up and down, his eyes full of contempt.

I really can't blame him for this, if you want to blame it, you can blame Wu Jing who is only 1.7 meters tall, wearing short-sleeved shorts and sportswear. I was inexplicably happy, and those who didn't know thought it was a junior who ran out of some junior high school.

However, this junior stared at them with his eyes open, laughing at another tall boy who was standing beside him holding a ball.

The tall boy said, "Duan Changhan, right? Is this your classmate? In your class?"

Before Duan Changhan could speak, Wu Jing rushed to answer: "Yes!"

The man hugged the basketball and nodded, "It's very powerful. Well, that's it. Your classmate stole my field and elbowed our teammate. Tell me what to do?"

Duan Changhan was angry: "I'm going, it's really shameless. You obviously lacked someone to let me go, but I set the rhythm and refused to accept it, throwing away the kidnapper? Ask that little boy who dumped first?"

The little boy with five fingerprints on his face was still red and wanted to hit him again, but was pushed back by his teammates.

Wu Jing still remembered the contempt in this man's eyes just now, after thinking about it, he said arrogantly: "This can't be blamed on Duan Changhan, it's because you guys played really badly, no one can see this."

Yao Bin made a fitting "poof" from behind.

Xiaolan and the group were completely enraged, scolding one after another.

"Relying on this year's new students is too arrogant!"

"What's the name of this dwarf radish? It's so awesome?"

"Looks like a woman, why do you speak so little?"

Wu Jing was quite calm when he heard the front, but he couldn't bear to hear the last few words: "Wait a minute, wait a moment! I accept your anger, but can you stop making personal attacks on my appearance? Tell me, Carrot What's wrong with you?"

The little boy smiled a few times, but stopped, staring at Wu Jing, and said leisurely: "It's nothing, we just want you to go home to nurse, you're not here to play."

Wu Jing didn't know where to hold a ball, patted it in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at him, "It's up to you whether you can play or not."

The crowd of onlookers "Aiyo—" and those who had melon seeds began to knock the melon seeds.

The little white face raised his eyebrows and showed his hand first.He stretched out his long arm and made a three-pointer.

The crowd around the audience applauded him sporadically.

Duan Changhan snorted, a little disdainful.

Yao Bin huddled behind him, seeing that something was wrong, he poked Wu Jing's back: "Father Jing, is it really fun?"

Wu Jing turned the basketball into the air with one hand, turned his head and whispered, "I don't know how it became like this, but this guy just insulted my personality, saying that I am a carrot, you can bear it if you change it." ? Anyway, I can't."

"..."

Wu Jing turned his head, smiled leisurely, and compared the distance from himself to the basket: "I'll be right here."

This distance is much farther than that little boy's position just now, almost equivalent to the distance of an entire stadium.

The little white face sneered: "Okay, you come here."

While Wu Jing was playing with the ball comfortably, he still did not forget to tease him: "Remember to call Dad later."

Before Xiaolan and the group could speak, he suddenly exerted his strength!

The ball drew a beautiful arc from his hand and fell steadily into the basket.

After staying around for a while, there was a "wow", the sound of exclamation was several times louder than before, and someone even wanted to go forward to give Wu Jing water.

Wu Jing wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and smiled, "Thank you very much, but it's not necessary."

At this moment, a fat man came flying from a distance, he looked like the one who just went to call the teacher.

The fat man shouted into the wind while running: "I heard there was a fight! Then... Director Xing came!"

Wu Jing's expression turned serious, "Let's go!" Yao Bin, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, ran away after speaking.

For some reason, Duan Changhan and the fat man who went to call the teacher also followed.

Xiaolan's little boy looked at the group of people about to run away, and shouted loudly from behind: "That who! That... carrot! What's your name?"

Wu Jing felt the wind at his feet, and without thinking about it, he turned his head and said, "Damn carrot! My surname is Yan! Don't call me dad! Get lost!"

The four of them dragged their schoolbags and ran all the way, and didn't stop until a corner outside the school.

It wasn't that Wu Jing insisted on stopping, but that the fat man couldn't run any longer, he leaned on the wall and gasped for breath.

Yao Bin supported the wall, his legs slid and knelt down, and gasped, "Stop, I have a question...why are we running all of a sudden???"

Wu Jing was sweating profusely, "I don't know! But I heard from the people next to me that Director Xing is here! When I heard the name, I felt that I should run away."

The fat man had a painful expression on his face. After hearing this, he rolled his eyes, "Your intuition is right. This Director Xing can be said to be the number one biochemical weapon in No. [-] Middle School. He kills without blood, and it's over when he is caught."

Only then did Wu Jing see his face clearly, "Liu Lei??"

Duan Changhan supported the wall for a while, and did not speak for a long time.

After a while, he came over and patted Wu Jing on the shoulder.

"Brother, you played well."

Wu Jing grinned, "Actually, I only know how to shoot, haha."

"..."

Duan Changhan was speechless for a moment, nodded, put his schoolbag on his shoulder and waved at them, "Brother, thank you this time, let's play together some other day?"

Wu Jing: "Okay, then bye!"

Duan Changhan and Liu Lei left together.

Yao Bin is a real waste. He ran less than two kilometers and still has not recovered from his panting.

Wu Jing went over and pushed him.

Yao Bin collapsed on the ground, turned his face over, looked at Wu Jing and said, "Master Jing, actually I have a question that I forgot to mention just now."

"what?"

"Why do you tell people that your surname is Yan?"

"..."

Wu Jing was questioned.

To be honest, he didn't know either.

It's just that at the moment of death, he instinctively didn't want to tell the group of people what his name was, what if he was approached next time?If you want to report your name, you should report someone who can deter the other party.

So he said his surname was Yan.

After a moment of silence, Wu Jing asked, "How many people named Yan are there in our class?"

Yao Bin had already memorized everyone's names by heart, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and said with certainty, "There should be only one."

Wu Jing nodded, "I recognized two godsons for free for him, it's fine if he doesn't thank me, what else do you want?"