born stubborn

Liang Yue took out the basketball from the net bag hanging beside the desk, and together with Yuan Yang, they went to the basketball court with their schoolbags on their backs.

When I got there, I saw that there were already four boys fighting.

Liang Yue went over first, said hello, and joined them with Yuan Yang.

Three-on-three street game, Liang Yue and Yuan Yang are in a team.

Basketball is an interesting sport, and people who don't know each other can play happily together.

The four boys didn't know each other, and they didn't know which class they were in. Although they didn't cooperate well with each other, fortunately, they all obeyed the rules and played well.

Yuan Yang dribbled the ball well, but his shooting was mediocre. He failed to make a few jump shots ahead of him, so he simply gave up and passed the ball to Liang Yue wholeheartedly.

Liang Yue's skills are good, and he is more clever in dribbling and shooting. After one quarter, he scored a dozen or so.

"It's been a long time since I played." Yuan Yang put his hips on his hips, looked up at Qiu Lan, panting lightly.

Liang Yue skillfully dribbled the ball twice, "Continue."

I was talking about playing for a while, but I finished the whole game after playing, and I still have more to say.

Yuan Yang lifted up his T-shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, his flat belly rose and fell between his waist and hips, and gasped, he said, "It's a pleasure."

Liang Yue sat on the ground, looked at him and smiled: "You're panting like this in one game? If you really play a game, you'll be exhausted."

"My poor skills are only suitable for being a spectator." Yuan Yang said.

"It's bad enough." Liang Yue shook his shoulders with a smile, "Look at me, how skilled I am."

Yuan Yang satirized him with squinting eyes, "You are called a chicken thief."

"You lack exercise," Liang Yue pointed to Yuan Yang's flat belly, pulled up his T-shirt, showed Yuan Yang the faintly visible abdominal muscles on his lower abdomen, and reminded him, "If you keep being lazy, you will grow a belly." Belly."

Yuan Yang only glanced at Liang Yue's abdominal muscles, then turned his head to the side, without saying a word.

Because something jumped in his mind suddenly, disturbing his nerves.

Liang Yue didn't notice Yuan Yang's reaction. He looked down at his newly formed abdominal muscles, stretched out his hands and pinched them narcissistically, and said, "Yuan Yang, I heard that preparations for the autumn sports meeting have started. What are you planning to apply for?" project?"

"Not interested, let's talk about the third year of high school, I'd better worry about my bad grades first." Yuan Yang still didn't look at him.

Liang Yue smiled, "I didn't want to participate either, but Hao Tian said, this may be the last time we will participate in campus activities in the third year of high school, so he volunteered to sign up for several projects for me."

"I guess she originally wanted to admire her boyfriend's heroic demeanor at the sports meeting, but she didn't expect her boyfriend to become a good friend today." Yuan Yang said sarcastically, "You are quite wicked."

Liang Yue tasted the meaning of Pin Yuanyang's words, felt that he was trying to defend Hao Tian, ​​and asked with a smile: "Is what I said wrong? At this time, other than venting your animal-like physical hunger, other things What's the difference between being a good friend? I'm doing it for her own good."

"Fuck." Yuan Yang smiled, "I'm speechless for your crooked reasoning like an animal."

Liang Yue laughed along with him, covered his clothes, and changed the topic to the autumn sports meeting, "Are you really not going to participate? We don't have many people in our class, what if Hao Tian insists on asking you to sign up?"

Only then did Yuan Yang take a look at him, "It's a loser if you sign up, no matter how good you are, you can't compare to those who major in class 8 of physical education."

"That's not necessarily true," Liang Yue stood up, smiling and leaking the secret to Yuan Yang, "My buddy, Yang Wei, is just like his name, you beat him..."

"Liang Yue!"

Someone yelled outside the arena, and Liang Yue choked back what he hadn't finished speaking in an instant, and changed his words: "Damn, Cao Cao's listening can definitely get full marks."

Yang Wei was carrying his schoolbag, straddling his road bike, standing not far from the basketball court, and beckoning, "Liang Yue, are you going home?"

Liang Yue patted the ashes on his hands, waved to Yang Wei, and shouted: "Brother Wei, come here."

Yang Wei put down his bicycle, walked towards them, walked up to Liang Yue, and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you leave?"

Liang Yue pointed to Yuan Yang who was standing next to him, and said to Yang Wei: "We will be buddies from now on, you two should untie the knot last time, and show me face."

Yuan Yang didn't expect Liang Yue to bluntly mention the fight that day, he was a little embarrassed for a while, and looked at Yang Wei without saying a word.

Yang Wei was stunned, looked at Yuan Yang for a while, and then grinned, "Your name is Yuan Yang, right? I'm sorry about what happened last time."

With a head like a kiwi fruit, the ferocious brows and stunned eyes suddenly softened, and there were two small canine teeth in the open mouth. Yuan Yang did not expect that this tall and strong Yang Wei, who was more than 1 meters tall, could laugh so carelessly. With a lack of lungs, and even a little cute in contrast, he had no choice but to follow down the steps, "I won't mention it."

When Yang Wei heard it, he slapped Yuan Yang on the shoulder, gave Yuan Yang a thumbs up, and then pointed the thumb to himself: "Good buddy, remember, if someone bullies you in the future, you can find me Viagra. I'll beat him up for you."

"Oh."

Yuan Yang didn't know what to say, inexplicably, he actually had another friend, someone who had fought with him before.

"Let's go, I'll treat you!" Yang Wei was as happy as if he had succeeded in holding hands, he grabbed Yuan Yang's shoulders and dragged him to the outside of the basketball court, "Nan Ying Hotel, are you sincere enough?"

Yuan Yang let out an 'uh', trying to find an excuse to decline, since he didn't even want to play basketball.

But after much deliberation, he felt that it was not appropriate to refuse.

In order to apologize to him, Yang Wei moved out of the Nanying Hotel, and no excuses can be used to defeat that sincerity.

"I don't think so, shall we change it?" Yang Wei asked.

"No, it's costing you money." Yuan Yang simply put aside his studies and accepted Yang Wei's favor.

Liang Yue followed behind, carrying his and Yuan Yang's schoolbags, "Don't worry about him, he has too much money to spend."

Yuan Yang has already seen this point. In Nanying City, there are not many people riding road bikes. Yang Wei's bike cost at least [-] to [-] yuan, not to mention that he is only a high school student.

But now Yuan Yang's view on money is: money is a thing, when you need it but you don't have it, you are really worried, and when you don't need it, it seems to be useless.

Because, he hasn't experienced the difference between having money and not having money.

It wasn't until the three of them walked into Nanying Restaurant chatting and laughing, and Yuan Yang looked around, that he began to feel something was wrong.

People like Xia Weichu should come to this kind of ostentatious place.

Three boys in high school uniforms stood in the resplendent welcome hall, like three rare animals, even the waiters looked at them with fresh eyes.

"Changing places?" Yuan Yang suggested.

Liang Yue also felt awkward, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, have you pretended to be? This place is so cautious."

Yang Wei glared at them, "Everyone is here!"

Finally a waiter walked towards them with a professional smile on his face, "The three are... looking for someone?"

"Eat." Yang Wei ostentatiously said, "Come to a small private room."

"Ah, okay, I'll arrange it for you right away." The waiter stopped smiling, and led the three of them to a private room at the front desk, and took them up to the fifth floor.

Holding a menu heavier than an Oxford dictionary, Yang Wei turned two pages and asked Yuan Yang, "What do you want to eat?"

"Fried rice with soy sauce." Liang Yue rushed to speak.

"Fuck, I'm talking food." Yang Wei glared at Liang Yue.

The young waitress standing by the side waiting to order, seemed to know that they were not good at ordering, so she looked at them with their mouths pursed and kept laughing, like watching a monkey show.

"You treat, you order, we will know how to eat." Yuan Yang smiled and made a relief.

Yang Wei flipped through the menu for a long time, but didn't know what to order. He looked up at the waitress, who was still smiling.

Yang Wei looked at her nicely, "Auntie, have you laughed enough? Can you recommend some dishes?"

The waitress looked as if the electricity had been cut off, her face was red and stretched, and she struggled for a long time before giving a series of names of dishes under pressure.

At the end, I added a sentence, "affordable."

Yuan Yang stared at Liang Yue holding back his energy, Liang Yue lowered his head and looked at Yuan Yang, Yang Wei was beside him anxiously, "I said, is this dish okay, talk to you two."

"All right, all right." Yuan Yang and Liang Yue said in unison, "Very good, very good."

"That's how it is," Yang Wei said, feeling a little shabby again, and added, "A case of beer, the most expensive one, and a case of cigarettes."

The stern waiter wrote it down on the menu for him, "What else do you want?"

"Australian abalone, Australian lobster." Liang Yue looked at the waiter and said solemnly.

The waiter was stunned, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, we don't have one."

"Don't talk to him," Yang Wei said with a stare, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

The waiter smiled and left.

As soon as the door of the private room was closed, the three of them laughed and stomped their feet, "It's so fucking obvious."

"Yuan Yang," Liang Yue called Yuan Yang, "lend me your mobile phone."

Yuan Yang took out the mobile phone from his schoolbag, opened it, and handed it to Liang Yue.

Liang Yue took it, poked it for a while, and stuffed it back into Yuan Yang's schoolbag.

Yuan Yang was puzzled, and wanted to ask him why he borrowed his cell phone but didn't make a call, when he suddenly remembered what Chen Xing had said about Liang Yue's parents getting married.

Yuan Yang didn't ask, thinking that Liang Yue might not want to make a call, but just sent a message or something.

"Yuan Yang," Liang Yue looked at him, and asked seriously: "You really haven't received a love letter?"

Yuan Yang thought for a while, in the past two years, he has indeed not received a single love letter.

He has never given anyone a good face, who would rush to put a hot face on his cold ass?

Besides, he knew his problem, the girl's love letter, was never worthy of his attention.

Even when Liang Yue asked, he still had to think about it.

"In the past two years, really nothing." Yuan Yang said.

"Who is it?" Yang Wei didn't believe him, "It's just the skin on your body that won't accept you."

"Really not." Yuan Yang emphasized again.

"I don't believe it." Yang Wei said: "Don't talk about girls, the first time I saw you at the gate of your community, if I didn't see that you have a good temperament, I would definitely have done it."

Yuan Yang smiled, "I still have the temperament to automatically shield myself from fighting? Why don't I know?"

"Really," Yang Wei said seriously, "Your eyes look like you can talk."

"Ah?" Yuan Yang felt it was even more funny, "I told you with both eyes, dare to do anything, I will never end with you?"

"No, it seems to be saying 'please hug'," Yang Wei suddenly turned his face and asked Liang Yue, "Is that right, Liang Yue?"

Liang Yue didn't expect Yang Wei, a bastard, to dare to say anything, so he could only lower his head and chuckle, "Cough... I don't know."

"Fuck, didn't you tell me that?" Yang Wei also felt like a two hundred and five, being played by Liang Yue.