Xifu Begonia

Winter turns to spring, halfway through the second year of high school, Zhang Qingkai and Xia Fei are getting more and more busy.

Zhang Qingkai had to go to the gymnasium to practice for the municipal basketball game every day after school, and Xia Fei was signed up for the province's chemistry competition by his chemistry teacher without knowing it.

Zhang Qingkai woke up from a nap, Xia Fei was still reading a thick chemistry tutorial book, he touched Xia Fei's forehead: "Why are you working so hard?"

Xia Fei followed Zhang Qingkai's palm and threw himself on the desk: "What do you think the teacher thinks, choose me to participate in the chemistry competition, why not throw me into the brazier?"

He bit the word chemistry with extra emphasis.

Zhang Qingkai cheered him up: "You are not bad in chemistry, and you ranked third in the class in the midterm single test."

Xia Fei's expression was particularly aggrieved, "I'm really not good at chemistry."

He struggled to get up, and while the classmates in front of him were sleeping, he leaned unsteadily on Zhang Qingkai's body: "The friendly match with No. [-] High School is on this Saturday morning, so I won't be able to see it?"

Zhang Qingkai straightened his waist and remained motionless: "You should be able to see the last section."

Xia Fei blinked tiredly: "I'll try to do it quickly, and then go cheer you on."

"Come on." Zhang Qingkai supported Xia Fei's head that had slid down, "Your soft voice can be ruined in just a few yells."

"Who is soft-spoken?" Xia Fei suppressed his voice, and said roughly, "It's obviously very masculine."

Zhang Qingkai moved Xia Fei's head on the table, leaned back and laughed, "Well, yes! Wilder than my dad!"

Xia Fei rolled his eyes, turned his head to the other side, covered his face with the book, and stopped talking.

On Saturday, Xia Fei sat in the examination room, took the handed out test paper and scanned it hastily, knowing the difficulty in his heart. Although he was eager to watch Zhang Qingkai's game, his train of thought was not at all stagnant. On the contrary, the speed was much faster than usual.

With more than ten minutes before the end of the exam, Xia Fei rechecked the uncertain questions and handed in the paper.

He rushed to the gymnasium in three steps and two steps. The cheers and cheers inside almost toppled the roof. He sent a message to Marquis Wu, and Marquis Wu immediately sent him back to the specific location.

"How's the situation now?" Xia Fei sat down next to Marquis Wu.

Marquis Wu had a rare serious look on his face: "It's hard to say, the score is very tight."

Xia Fei squinted his eyes and looked at the electronic screen: 99 to 103.

One in the lead.

At this moment, a three-pointer was made in three shots.

Marquis Wu slapped his thigh hard and cursed: "Their hands are too dirty!"

Xia Fei frowned.

On the court, Zhang Qingkai was helped up by his teammates, and his hands were blushed. Others who were in a hurry rushed up and grabbed the opponent who dribbled the ball.

The audience on both sides stood up, pointed at each other and started arguing.

The referee walked up to Zhang Qingkai and asked about his injury. Zhang Qingkai glanced at the person who bumped into him expressionlessly, and calmly talked to the referee.

One minute later, the referee still judged that the opponent's behavior did not constitute a charge with the ball. The player next to him argued with the referee excitedly. Zhang Qingkai grabbed his arm and dragged him away.

The game restarted with less than 5 minutes remaining.

Zhang Qingkai was full of anger, and he played extremely fiercely from the very beginning. Xia Fei felt that Zhang Qingkai's state was not right, so after thinking about it, he walked down from the auditorium and squeezed into a group of girls next to the ball rack.

In addition, in his previous life, Zhang Qingkai played for decades. He has seen all kinds of dirty tricks. He can resist the opponent's tit-for-tat tricks, but he has stepped up many moves within the rules. He really sat down on the ground with his buttocks, but he couldn't say a word.

Xia Fei clenched his fists tightly, afraid that the other party would show some black tricks again.

Sure enough, in the last minute, Zhang Qingkai received the ball passed by his teammate, and when he was about to shoot, there was a moderate momentum from behind. His body fell sharply, and his whole body was thrown far.

The girl beside him let out a series of exclamations, and before everyone could react, Xia Fei rushed up and picked up Zhang Qingkai's ankle to check it.

The dissatisfaction of the audience at No. [-] Middle School accumulated to a certain level and was instantly ignited. Coupled with the yelling from the players on the court, the scene became chaotic.

"Xia Fei." Zhang Qingkai's face was pale, he grabbed Xia Fei's hand and asked, "My feet...?"

"It should just be sprained...but it's too swollen. I'm afraid you won't be able to play in this situation." Xia Fei saw that Zhang Qingkai's heel looked like a steamed bun, and thumped it hard on the ground.

Someone helped Zhang Qingkai to the side bench, and after the school doctor checked, he came to the same conclusion as Xia Fei: Zhang Qingkai can't play this match again.

The opponent's player who caused trouble reached six violations and was sent off. However, the importance of him and Zhang Qingkai in the team cannot be compared at all.

In the next 60 seconds, everyone watched as the leading three-pointer was caught up, and the opponent entered the frame again in the last five seconds to seal the victory. Most of the girls on the No. [-] Middle School cried, and the cheers from the No. [-] Middle School were not as expected. fierce.

Xia Fei stood in front of Zhang Qingkai and hugged his head. He stroked Zhang Qingkai's hair and let the other party hug his waist tightly. Zhang Qingkai's teammates and coaches surrounded him.

Li Qing, the captain of No. [-] Middle School, the one who hit Zhang Qingkai with the ball, came over with a few people from No. [-] No. [-] Middle School, saying that he was concerned about Zhang Qingkai's injury.

His worried voice came over: "Brother Zhang, are you all right?"

Xia Fei hugged Zhang Qingkai with greater strength, but Zhang Qingkai pressed his hand and struggled out of his embrace. There were beads of sweat on his face, and he didn't look any different.

Zhang Qingkai said, "Congratulations."

Li Qing smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Zhang."

"You're welcome." Zhang Qingkai supported Xia Fei's shoulders, and limped up to Li Qing, "You guys deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qingkai punched Li Qing in the face, knocking him back a few steps: "I don't hit people on the court, but I'll see you hit someone like you off the court once!"

The team members from No. [-] Middle School rushed over immediately, and those from No. [-] Middle School were also blushing, wishing to beat them so that they could not get out of No. [-] Middle School's territory. Fortunately, the audience on both sides had already left the field at this time, otherwise there would be another scolding scene turned upside down.

Li Qing spat on the ground: "Beat someone if you can't afford to lose, good job."

Someone here immediately scolded: "I'll beat you to death today, you idiot!"

Zhang Qingkai pushed up another step, and Li Qing staggered back on conditioned reflex.

At this moment, Xia Fei raised his eyelids to see Li Qing's face clearly, and he said loudly in surprise, "It's you?"

Li Qing took a few glances and felt that this handsome boy looked familiar, so he raised his chin: "Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?" Xia Fei laughed, "We were sitting at the front and back tables in the chemistry competition preliminary round. You turned your head and copied my papers, but the invigilator caught him and said that I offered to borrow you to copy them. If the invigilators don't believe you, you finally The vice-principal asked the invigilator personally."

Li Qing's expression suddenly changed, he suddenly felt that Xia Fei's smile was a bit creepy.

Xia Fei had a very understanding expression on his face: "I said, why do you take such a big risk to read my papers? It turns out that you have to play a basketball game and don't have time to review."

The surrounding discussion sounded, and Li Qing's face immediately darkened.

Zhang Qingkai's face was darker than his: "You were the one that day?"

Li Qing instinctively sensed the danger, but it was a pity that he couldn't dodge Zhang Qingkai's next punch, this time he was directly thrown to the ground.

The coach of No. [-] Middle School, who had been silent for a long time, hurried out and said something on the scene. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he said directly to the coach of No. [-] Middle School: "Coach Wang, this is all a misunderstanding of children. Look at us..."

The coach of No. [-] Middle School didn't seem to see his outstretched hand, and said to his children: "You guys played well today, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Everyone in the third middle school was left alone like this.

The author has something to say:

…After I finished writing the article, I edited it again and today I found out that the previous chapters were all published in the previous version of ORZ…