school grass hit miss me

In the next few days, Wu Xuan joined Beijing and rushed all the way, directly advancing to the top two in the advanced competition.

Today is the last round of the advanced competition, which means that there is still one step away from the finals, and two steps away from the threshold of the National Hurricane Competition.

There is a difference between success and failure.

Before entering the arena, Wu Xuan was so important and struggled again, Wu Xuan pulled down his face and pulled Dong Wenzhe in front of him: "Let's talk."

Dong Wenzhe, who has always been good-tempered, is so cruel that no one can resist it.

Dong Wenzhe frowned: "What do we have to talk about?"

Wu Xuan had already expected this to be the case, so he didn't care about his face. He kept a low voice and pursed his lips slightly: "The backside of that incident is not what you think. Today's match is related to the future of Beijing. Let's talk about it for the last time. .”

Dong Wenzhe frowned and scratched his hair, but finally compromised.

After all, they are teammates. It can't be said that they lived and died together, but they have also shared weal and woe.

Chen Gaoyi looked at the two people walking away, and whispered to the boy next to him, "Do you think they will fight? Shall we go and have a look? How can we compete if they get hurt later?"

Han Ziyan looked down at Chen Gaoyi, but didn't make a sound, just stared at him lightly.

After getting along with him for several months, he still didn't know what this person was thinking. It was obvious that he wanted to watch the fun and was afraid that he would fight.

As soon as Chen Gao noticed that he was looking up at the young man, he sighed and laughed twice: "Hehe, it shouldn't be... let's fight."

Zhao Rifeng has been eavesdropping from behind, and he raised his hand and snored on the heads of the two: "Why not, I will definitely, let's go, let's go and keep an eye on it just in case."

"..." Chen Gao rubbed his head.

Han Ziyan: "..."

Zhao Rifeng hugged the two from left to right and followed them.

It should be said that they were hanged on the two of them and carried over.

Deng Zixi supported her forehead.

Sure enough, they are all a group of people who don't think things are too big, why... how did he meet such an unreliable group.

The three quietly squatted behind the bus to eavesdrop.

Han Ziyan squatted at the bottom, and Chen Gaoyi leaned on his back.

Chen Gaoyi pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, and patted the person below him lightly: "What are you doing? Do you have lice? You, don't move!"

Han Ziyan: "..." Speechless.

The injured Zhao Rifeng stacked up in their posture.

People stack people.

Wu Xuan said straight to the point: "I know if you are unhappy, maybe you can't vent your anger during the competition."

Dong Wenzhe bared lightly: "Hmph, you mean I'm being sarcastic?"

"I... I didn't mean that." Wu Xuan's tone was a little annoyed, but also a little anxious.

"Someone doesn't even want to explain, so don't be hypocritical here now." Dong Wenzhe's eyes were red with anger, "We have nothing to talk about, so let's not talk about it."

If we talk about it again, we really want to hit someone, so Dong Wenzhe turned his head and was about to leave.

Wu Xuan grabbed his wrist, praying in his voice: "Senior, I will tell you something after the competition. Can you stop treating me like this? You know that I trusted you the most back then. If you are like this, I... I really ..."

Having said that, the energy of regret came up again.

"I'm sorry, I will confess after the game, please." Wu Xuan completely pulled his face.

Don't look at him being promiscuous all day long with a smile on his face, he is actually extremely arrogant in his bones.

Moreover, the so-called relay is not only about passing on the shawl, but more about carrying the sweat, hard work and desire of his teammates.

The emotion of desire to win.

But Wu Xuan didn't feel this kind of longing in these two matches. Instead, he felt a feeling of being rejected, which greatly affected the game. The opponent was Dong Wenzhe, which affected it even more.

After pondering for a moment, Dong Wenzhe bit two words on his thin lips: "Let go!"

The few people who were watching the excitement behind looked at each other after hearing this sound.

It's over, is this going to fight?

Wu Xuan's fingers clenched tightly, but helplessly, he slowly loosened them.

Dong Wenzhe turned around, and his calm and cold voice sounded: "After the game, I want you to tell me exactly why."

Wu Xuan's handsome facial features and sharp-edged face brought a smile: "Okay."

The three breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, there was no fight.

Chen Gaoyi moved forward, wanting to listen carefully to the following conversation.

What happened back then?

Can you actually make the good-tempered literary director awkward?angry?

Han Ziyan's body trembled, and Chen Gao put his cool fingers on the back of his neck.

Suddenly, when the hotel had a fever that day, Chen Gaoyi said to give him chrysanthemum plugs... The stuffed stuffs came to mind.

Han Ziyan's ears were slightly red, and his thoughts became more and more outrageous.

--Under the bright light, Chen Gaoyi slowly approached with a strange pill, and took off his pants with one hand.

So his naked butt-butt was exposed like this, Chen Gaoyi stared at his butt-butt and gave a wretched smirk twice.

Take the pill and get closer...slowly get closer...

close to...close to...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! !

Han Ziyan was overwhelmed by her fantasy, and stood up abruptly with red ears.

The two people on their backs fell back.

Fortunately, Chen Gao grabbed Han Ziyan's back collar quickly with a quick glance, so he didn't really fall over.

Chen Gao raised his brows slightly, and complained in a tone, "Han Ziyan, what are you doing?"

Han Ziyan regained consciousness, pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, her ears were already too red to speak.

A few seconds later, Dong Wenzhe raised his eyebrows when he heard the voice coming over: "What are you guys doing here?"

The three felt guilty and smiled.

Chen Gao babbled nonsense: "Hehe, passing by."

Han Ziyan glanced at the idiot and flew over.

I'm so stupid, there's really no one left.

Zhao Rifeng was calm and relaxed: "After the game, this matter must be settled, otherwise everyone will have lumps in their hearts."

Wu Xuan nodded, although he was not very willing to say it.

As soon as Chen Gao pulled Han Ziyan, he was about to run away: "The seniors talk slowly, and we won't bother you."

Han Ziyan looked down at his fair and slender fingers.

Suddenly, he felt his whole body burning and flustered, he threw away his hand in a daze, and ran away in a daze with red ears.

"???"

Chen Gaoyi froze on the spot in a daze, looking at the running away figure.

What's going on here?

Chen Gaoyi sighed at the seniors and said: "Hehe... This person has fallen ill again, I will chase after him to feed the medicine, seniors, you can continue talking."

It doesn't matter to the three of them, they have long been used to it, this is the daily life of the two of them.

Chen Gaoyi chased after him and stopped him: "Why did you run away first, it's too unkind."

Han Ziyan stopped her pace, turned around and looked down at him holding her hand, bit her lip, and said coldly, "Don't touch me with your hands."

As he said that, he flung it away, like hiding from the plague.

"..." Really sick?

"My hands are dirty?" Chen Gaoyi couldn't help raising his hand to look at it: "It's not dirty, it's quite white, why do you despise me like this?"

Han Ziyan ignored him, with disgust on his face, but his heart was hot and his body was also burning.

Chao Linglong took the others to the venue first, and ordered Deng Zixi and Xia Yibai to wait there.

When all the staff arrived, Xia Yibai suddenly said: "I will talk to the coach later, this time let Han Ziyan run in the last area, the captain starts, and Chen Gaoyi runs the ace."

Deng Zixi nodded.

The rest don't understand at all.

Chen Gaoyi asked: "Why?"

"Naturally, it's for victory." Xia Yibai's voice was deep and hoarse, but every word and sentence was full of strength and domineering.

Chen Gao flinched, Oh my god!It turned out that he had entered the den of the wolf king, and everyone was a ruthless character!

Just when the two were waiting for them here, the opponent's school happened to pass by, and they accidentally overheard their conversation and the sequence of the competition.

Heh, they really didn't intend to eavesdrop but God favored them too much.

God help him too, I am really embarrassed not to accept it.

Of course, there was also the topic of making jokes about them, which fell into the ears of both of them.

Deng Zixi walked over and put her hands on Wu Xuan and Dong Wenzhe's shoulders, her tone rose, and her entire tone changed, becoming hoarse and dangerous: "You two give me a good run, Wu Xuan especially you, your level That's not the case, if you still run so badly, don't blame me for serving according to the old rules."

After speaking, he showed his signature black face and white teeth with a 45-degree smile.

Wu Xuan flinched, his body trembling slightly.

Deng Zixi narrowed her eyes, her eyes were dark: Want to shoot them dead on the beach?Ah!Mouth wild words.

Everyone thought: It's over, the captain is serious, now the opponent will have to bear it.

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The Group B game is still short of the end of the last game, and the next game is the championship.

Several people entered the competition field, and those who passed by could turn their heads and look sideways.

Who doesn't know the strongest dark horse team this time, the key is that everyone is so handsome.

Han Ziyan deliberately avoided Chen Gaoyi, God knows he felt ashamed, but fortunately he fell asleep and didn't notice the details.

If he could really recall the details, he would drive himself crazy.

Chen Gaoyi was very puzzled and his head was foggy.

What happened to him today?How could he be despised like this?Does he stink from stepping on shit?

Chen Gaoyi lowered his head and smelled it, and muttered softly, "It doesn't smell bad."

After Chen Gaoyi sorted out his thoughts for a while, he made sure that he hadn't gotten past him this morning, so he walked slowly to Han Ziyan's side and asked, "Why are you avoiding me? Did I provoke you again?"

Han Ziyan wrinkled his nose in embarrassment, and he realized that his body that had just calmed down began to feel hot again.

After a long while, he pursed his lips and said something against his will, feeling uncomfortable all over his body: "I might be a little nervous right after the match."

Chen Gao, who was so nervous, didn't notice his discomfort. Hearing this, Chen Gao felt relieved. Fortunately, he didn't offend him.

"It's okay, I can understand your fucking feeling, I'm also a little nervous." Chen Gaoyi smiled, and casually reached out and squeezed Han Ziyan's shoulder.

Han Ziyan's heart skipped a beat, and with Chen Gao's gentle pinching, her body temperature continued to rise, her whole body was warm, and a thin layer of sweat was already dripping from her nose.

Is it really too little to do it yourself?

The body doesn't care about the right time, place and people, and...it doesn't care about people?

Fuck, being young and exuberant is bad.

The author has something to say: Five years later, Han Ziyan: In retrospect, I should have just pushed him down, why bother to suffocate myself.