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After that, Jian Zixing didn't talk to Zhong Chen much.

Zhong Chen approached with a hippie smile, but he chose not to listen, and later Zhong Chen couldn't smile much, so he could only follow him wherever he went every day.

Until the basketball game.

The stadium was noisy, and the stands were crowded.

As soon as Jian Zixing entered the door, Gao Ang squeezed out of the crowd and jumped in front of his eyes, "Are you here?"

"Ah."

"Let me tell you, let alone the senior year, I have never seen such a lively battle before in the third year of the attached high school." Newly bought for the game, size 24!"

"Handsome." Jian Zixing raised the corners of his mouth lightly, "Is everyone in our class ready?"

"It's over there!" Gao Ang raised his hand and waved. A group of people in jerseys looked back, and Zhong Chen was also in the middle.

Class Zero did not customize a uniform jersey. Everyone only agreed on red and white. Zhong Chen was No. 1 and wore pure white with a black wristband and headband.

"Brother Chen is handsome." Gao Ang sighed, "Everyone is dressed in the same clothes, at a glance, only Brother Chen is left, and I can barely fight against him."

Jian Zixing glanced at him silently upon hearing the words.

"Hey Zixing!" Gao Ang beat him hard again, "Did Brother Chen recover? The shoes on his feet are extremely expensive, just the new model of the brand I love all my life, called..."

"It's called Star Chaser, eight or nine, ninety-nine, I know." Jian Zixing twitched the corners of his mouth.

Gao Ang was shocked, and looked at him in a daze, "Are you suddenly a little unhappy?"

In the distance, Zhongchen kept looking back.

Jian Zixing looked away blankly, turned and walked towards the stands.

"Go to the last row!" Gao Ang shouted from behind, "Mao Fei said your sign looks good, so it should be held at the highest place."

Jian Zixing couldn't help curling the corners of his lips mockingly when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "Fart."

The field was judged on both sides, and Zhong Chen was sent here to guess the boxing game, and the team leader from the fourth class was not tall, but it was said that he was very flexible in playing.

Zhong Chen strode towards him with a cold face, he subconsciously glanced back at his squad position.

The cheerleaders gave crazy encouragement.

Zhong Chen stretched out his fist and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"Certainly……"

"Hurry up." Zhong Chen frowned, a little impatiently.

"Brother Chen seems to be very irritable recently." Song Yangyang commented while pulling the banner.

Liu Yi hummed, "Is it so obvious? I thought I was the only one who realized it."

Song Yangyang smacked his lips and said, "I was terrified of him when I first started school, but I wasn't so afraid for a while, and now I'm back to the beginning. He's been very fierce these two days, and I'll take a detour when I see him, otherwise I was especially afraid that he would punch me casually."

"Promise." Liu Yi sighed, and pouted his lips in Jian Zixing's direction again, "That boss seems to be in a bad mood recently."

"Is there?" Song Yangyang raised his head in confusion, and sighed after a while, "Anyway, that big guy doesn't talk to us whether he's in a good mood or not. It doesn't matter. As long as he doesn't hit anyone, I won't be cowardly."

It is said that people with a strong aura will win the boxing game. Zhong Chen won both rounds of boxing game. He casually pointed in Jian Zixing's direction, "This way."

Class [-] and class [-] stood in the same position, but the field was assigned to the other side. The cheerleaders were a little disappointed.The squad leader stood up to calm everyone's emotions. On the surface, nothing happened in class zero, but everyone's voice raised two degrees, and the word "satisfaction" was pasted on their heads.

A bunch of naive ghosts, Jian Zixing thought to himself.

He glanced at Zhong Chen, who came back lazily listening to the sports committee's tactics after guessing the boxing game, and lowered his eyes speechlessly.

A group of immature fools mixed with an arrogant ghost, the class is finished.

As soon as the whistle blew, Zhong Chen, who was sleepy and invincible, seemed to come back to life.

The jumpers in the fourth class are about 1.9 meters tall, but Zhong Chen's bounce is amazing. He bent his knees and kicked the ground, as if he had a world-class lightness skill, and raised his hand to hug the ball away.Before the opponent could react, the ball had already been passed to the striker of class zero.

It can be seen that he wanted to give the little defender in the class, but he didn't estimate the distance well. Seeing that the ball was about to be snatched away by the opponent's interceptor, the white figure suddenly swayed between the man and the ball——

Zhong Chen was astonishingly fast. After getting the ball, he ran two steps quickly, turned around seamlessly, bypassed the man watching him, and took off from outside the three-point line. A pleasant sound was washed out.

The audience was boiling, and before Jian Zixing had time to make an evaluation in his heart, he was pierced by the magic voice of a girl in his class, and couldn't help covering his ears with his hands.

Mao Fei led the small team to shake a quacking board that could be applauded, and cheered wildly.

Song Yangyang: "Chen! Brother!"

Everyone: "Must! Win!"

Li Qiankun: "Chen! Brother!"

Everyone: "You are the best!"

Jian Zixing was so annoyed to death, he walked away two steps with a cold face, but just happened to meet Zhong Chen looking back at him vigorously.

After the two of them stared at each other for five seconds, seeing that the rest of the class had returned to defense, while Zhong Chen was still motionless, Jian Zixing had no choice but to hold up the quack board and shake it expressionlessly.

"Zi Xing shouted with us!" Song Yangyang blushed with excitement, his forehead was bursting, "Chen! Brother!!"

"Must! Win!!"

Jian Zixing said perfunctorily, "Oh! Oh!"

Li Qiankun: "Chen! Brother!!"

"You're the best!"

Jian Zixing: "Yeah, yum!"

The two classes were next to each other, shouting to kill Zhentian, but they still couldn't stop Zhong Chen from scoring.The small team was broadcasting the live broadcast of the English and Chinese Post Bar next to it. Someone played for 5 minutes and had already swept the post bar homepage.

Jian Zixing doesn't play football, but he really liked watching football since he was a child.Objectively speaking, Zhong Chen is indeed amazing.Not only in amazing jumping and pitching, but also in cooperation and awareness.He changed his uncooperative attitude in the past, ran actively, helped intercept and pass the ball everywhere, and was not greedy for scoring, but once the ball was in his hands, he would definitely score as long as he had the opportunity.

In the opening 10 minutes, the zero and fourth classes were 11:3, and the advantage was already quite obvious.Every ball has Zhongchen's contribution.

What's more evil is that even if this person breaks the ball at a blinding speed, he still looks lazy, just like playing back in slow motion and then yawning.

Pulling makes people want to move the pliers.

Jian Zixing frowned and looked at him several times, but couldn't see the scientific principle, so he could only conclude the case based on the fact that this person was probably poisonous.

From the night before yesterday until the preparation for the game at noon today, he didn't talk to Zhong Chen much, and he had been in a cold war for more than 40 hours.

It's not that he has to deal with it coldly, the main thing is that he wants to hit someone when he sees that guy, and what's even more annoying is that the guy still wears those star chasers every day.

His shoes were blown away.

"Zi Xing! Hold up the sign!" Mao Fei passed Song Yangyang and stretched out his hand, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

I don't know if someone heard this sentence in the wind, and suddenly turned around and stared at it.

There is no love in life and some hopeful eyes.

Jian Zixing sighed, and held up the sign with a cold face.

"All light!!" Mao Fei yelled out.

The whole class in Class Zero yelled, and the voice almost overturned the ceiling of the gymnasium, "When! Belongs to you!!"

"That crab is so cute." The girls turned their heads and whispered, "Wow, it feels super kawaii."

"It seems to be comparing hearts to everyone, holding two big pliers."

"Look at Xue Shen, his indifferent look is so funny hahahahahaha."

Jian Zixing tried his best not to hear those discussions, but was driven by everyone's thunderous shouts, and subconsciously raised the sign high.

Zhong Chen's eyes lit up in the distance, and the hostility that had shrouded in his eyes for the past two days dissipated, he ran two steps and then turned around, dragged back to the rostrum and put his hands over his head.

"Ah!!!!" Class zero exploded, and the girls from other classes on the opposite rostrum also erupted.

"Tch." Jian Zixing curled his lips mockingly, "The heart is not round, it's so ugly, it's a comparison."

"Zi Xing, raise it up!!" Mao Fei was still listening to the magic voice.

Jian Zixing was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and tried harder to straighten his arms.

Zhongchen cut the ball, passed back, and then caught the ball. He passed three people in a row all the way, and jumped directly from the basket to dunk with both arms raised.

The moment the basketball hit the basket was quiet, and then there was the sound of someone and the ball landing one after another. The cheers of the audience were about to drown the stadium. Jian Zixing finally couldn't help but licked his lips when he saw the guys jumping around under the basket.

It's really quite hot, especially when you pull it up with high spirits.

Although I want to fight violently, I have to admit that I am a bit handsome.

During the half-time break, the score had already opened up by nearly [-] points. Zhong Chen and a substitute in the class clapped their hands and replaced them.

The crowd was about to rush past, but he glanced coldly, and then automatically made way for him.

"Thank you." Zhong Chen walked over from the aisle indifferently, Jian Zixing put down the sign, moved his wrist, and looked over with no expression.

Zhong Chen smiled with a row of small white teeth in an instant, his brows and eyes curved, "I saw the sign!"

"Oh." Jian Zixing yawned, and pushed the sign towards him indifferently, "Draw whatever you want, don't pay too much attention to it."

Zhong Chen smiled and hugged him, bent over to look carefully, "Such a cute little crab, how old is it?"

"The first generation, one point zero." Jian Zixing said, "It is specially used to perfuse you, a childish ghost."

"The first generation is the cutest. It's not perfunctory, and you've even compared your heart to me." Zhong Chen couldn't help but reached out and touched the place where the board was painted, "It's over, Brother Xie is so cute, and he successfully captured the care of the handsome Chen Chen. "

Jian Zixing was annoyed, "Let's repeat the words..."

"Just gag me." Zhong Chen answered with a smile, pursed his lips and bumped him with his shoulder, "Don't be angry, I'll buy big buns every morning from tomorrow on."

Gao Ang, who came up to get the water glass, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Brother Chen is indeed rich, take me?!"

Zhong Chen restrained his smile, raised his foot and kicked him on the seat where his schoolbag was placed, "Get out, get out of here."

Zhong Chen drove away Song Yangyang by the way, and sat on the stool with Jian Zixing to watch the second half.

I don't know if he has noticed the star pattern in the upper right corner, but his left wrist rests on the board, and his hanging fingers have been stroking the two stars intentionally or unconsciously.

The countdown counted down for 3 minutes, and the people in both classes were watching the game, but he suddenly turned around and asked in a low voice, "Are you still angry?"

Jian Zixing pouted, "What do you want to be angry?"

"I can't do anything, I can't do anything." Zhongchen sighed, and said in a low voice, "If you are angry, I will follow suit. It has been two days. If you are not angry, just tell me, and I will be very happy stand up."

Jian Zixing sighed, lowered his eyes and said: "I can't do anything if I get angry, I still have to accompany you to find your father."

There was a lot of voices around, and Mao Fei couldn't care less about urging the sign. The two sat on the stool, holding the sign and shaking their feet while talking.

Zhongchen smiled so that his brows and eyes curled up again, "I'm not angry anymore. Hey." He put his hand over, "Seeing you come to watch the game, I knew you should not be so angry. In the past two days, you told me Twelve sentences."

Jian Zixing snorted when he heard the words, "I actually told you so much?"

"It's included, um, oh, huh." Zhong Chen said.

Jian Zixing snorted again, turned his head and continued watching the game.

After the fourth team controlled a precise pass, the center took off to catch the ball, ran to the outside of the three-point line and shot-the ball went in!

In the last three points of the game, Class [-] was defeated, but the referee blew the whistle and announced that Class [-] had won.

"Come, come! The teacher will help us take a photo together! Don't leave yet!" Mao Fei pushed the crowd out with a camera hanging around his neck, "Everyone in the back comes down! Hurry up and go back to class after taking pictures!"

"Do you want to shoot?" Zhong Chen stood up holding the sign, with "want to shoot" written all over his face.

"Then let's shoot." Jian Zixing sighed, and frowned again: "Stay away from me, I don't want to suffer..."

Zhong Chen didn't let him finish his sentence, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders with the sign in one hand, and was already rushing down.

Girls sat in the front row, shorter boys squatted in the middle, and those taller than 1.8 meters were pushed to the end.

Zhong Chen held a big sign with an indifferent expression on his face. No one dared to approach him. Jian Zixing had deliberately picked a place far away from him, but he was squeezed next to Zhong Chen despite the movement of the team.

The physical education teacher held up the camera, "Raise the sign at the back higher!"

Zhong Chen then raised the sign above his head with both hands, above his and Jian Zixing's heads.

Mo Fei shouted in front: "All light!"

The whole class together: "When! Belongs to you!"

Jian Zixing didn't follow suit, but he opened his mouth, subconsciously raised his hand and pinched the bottom of the cheering sign the moment the word "you" came out.

"That's it!"

The whole class dispersed to look at the photos, and they were quickly sent to the class.

"Zi Xing actually smiled too." Gao Ang cheerfully waved his phone, "It's a pretty good smile."

Zhong Chen immediately took out his phone when he heard the words, "Let me see!"

With a cold face, Jian Zixing elbowed him.

"Look at that."