Bend the squad leader count me as a loser

The heat in July and August continued until the beginning of the school season in September. The teachers in City No. [-] Middle School were extremely busy to welcome the new students, which just happened to give some people a chance to be lazy.

On the basketball court of City No. [-] Middle School, there is a group of senior high school students headed by black jerseys playing on the court.

Ling Shi took the lead in grabbing the basketball by virtue of his height advantage. As the vanguard of the red team, Ling Shi used feints to jump over the blue team's grabber, stood at the three-point line, and raised his hand to shoot.

The basketball hit the backboard in a parabola and fell smoothly into the goal frame.

"Three points" Ling Shi snapped his fingers, and stroked the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead with his fingers.

The members of the red team threw the basketball to Ling Shi, and Ling Shi took the basketball. The basketball spun around on Ling Shi's finger and landed in Ling Shi's arms.

Ling Shi raised his head slightly, sweat slid from his forehead to his chin, wet hair stuck to his forehead, his eyes were black and shiny, his facial features were strong and deep, and when he smiled, there were two small pointed canine teeth, and when he smiled, his eyes They all turned into curved crescents, dazzling like a little sun.

"Continue" Ling Shi slapped the basketball, took a sip of the water on the side, and threw the water to the support team.

This summer vacation can kill Ling Shi. The two-month summer vacation of the second year of high school is mandatory to make up classes. In order to reassure them and welcome the third year of high school, the school even sealed off the stadium. If it weren't for welcoming freshmen today, the stadium might not be able to open.

As the vanguard, Ling Shi took the lead and threw the ball to another member of the red team. When someone came to block Ling Shi, Ling Shi dodged him and caught the ball thrown by the red team.

"Ling Shi! It's not good, something is wrong! Ah!" A boy hurriedly ran into the court, Ling Shi was only listening to him, and the ball was thrown directly at him, headshot!

"Son, what are you doing? Have you been kicked out by a ghost?" Ling Shi walked over, bent down to pick up the basketball, the hair on his forehead brushed his eyelashes lightly.

Zhu Nian was hit hard by Ling Shi's ball, and he didn't recover for a long time. Looking at Ling Shi, he suddenly remembered what he wanted to say.

"Ling Shi, you're dead, you're dead, I just went to Lao Tao's office, and I saw Lao Tao's newly arranged seat, he arranged you and the monitor together"

Zhu Nian's words successfully stopped Ling Shi, who was walking back, and turned his head stiffly to look at Zhu Nian. The basketball in his hand fell to the ground, and the entire court suddenly fell silent.

But Ling Shi, the "crow", felt for a moment as if he had been struck by lightning, and the road ahead was dark.

"Dad, don't worry, on this day next year, I will definitely help you burn more paper money." Seeing Ling Shi's stunned look on the spot, Zhu Nian almost laughed out loud. Speaking to Ling Shi, he sighed after finishing speaking.

Everyone on the basketball court looked at Ling Shi with pity.

No one in Class [-] knew about Ling Shi and class leader Lu Yi.

When I was a sophomore in arts and sciences in high school, the No. [-] Middle School’s post bar was voting on who was the school grass of No. [-] Middle School.

There were nearly 1 people in the No. [-] Middle School, and the class leader, Lu Yi, had almost broken [-] votes, which was almost [-] votes higher than Ling Shi, who was only [-] votes, firmly ranking second.

Ling Shi's hand holding the phone in the bathroom was shaking with anger.

"No, what's so good about him, he's so much taller than me?" Ling Shi held the phone, and his voice suddenly increased.

Zhu Nian was still releasing the water and was so frightened by the sound that he almost choked back.

"Don't be unconvinced, she is prettier than you," Zhu Nian said to Ling Shi as he pulled up his pants and went out to wash his hands.

"With that little boy with a cold face, he's still a schoolboy, forget it." Ling Shi curled his lips in disdain, desperately poking at Lu Yi's photo on the screen.

Zhu Nian turned around after washing his hands, just about to say something to Ling Shi, when he saw Ling Shi behind him, he was taken aback suddenly, and ran away faster than a dog.

"Son, you are in a hurry to reincarnate!" Ling Shi looked at Zhu Nianluo's back in confusion, what did he see just now?Running so fast, ghost?

Ling Shi turned around suspiciously and saw the way he came out after going to the toilet.

Without saying a word, Lu Yi crossed Ling Shi and walked to the sink, and stretched out his hand.

Ling Shi managed to speak ill of someone behind his back once, but the real master overheard it, damn it, what kind of luck is this!

And this "righteous master" washed his hands without even squinting his eyes. Lu Yi's hands were well-articulated, white and slender, and every line seemed to be carefully polished.

After washing his hands, Lu Yi dried them under the dryer, turned around and walked out of the toilet.

Zhu Nian, who was hiding outside, saw Lu Yi leaving, and immediately pulled Ling Shi out.

"Dad, I seem to have seen your future road, it's dark," Zhu Nian murmured, looking at Lu Yi's back, Lu Yi was wearing a black and white loose school uniform, which made him even thinner. The body is like tailor-made.

"He...wouldn't be so stingy?" Ling Shi obviously lacked confidence when he said this, and he felt a little guilty after he finished speaking.

"Dad, what would you do if someone said you were frigid?" Zhu Nian felt that Ling Shi was still too naive, the world was dangerous!

"Hit to death..." Ling Shi's eyes went dark, and he suddenly felt that the future could not see the light.

No, who was he afraid of as a lieutenant colonel?

But Lu Yi is no ordinary person!Not only the first in age, but also the No.1 in the national physics competition, and also the good seedlings recommended by the teachers of No. [-] Middle School to B University, the one who spoils lawlessness.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, anyway, he will be divided into arts and science classes soon. It is impossible for him, a liberal arts genius, to stay in the science class.

The author has something to say

Xinkeng, thank you for your support, hug my little angel!Proper sweet text!Love you guys!