walking slowly

"His family has a connection, teacher, don't worry about it."

Watching Gu Mo pick up a plate of rice, Zhou Xing couldn't help reminding him.

"Remember to change the dressing before school."

"Teacher, you don't have to do it for me..."

"Zhou Xing," Gu Mo walked around him, "I'm just doing my duty as a teacher, no matter who is injured, I will do the same."

When the person walked away and found a place to sit down, Zhou Xing laughed softly: "You really are..."

It rained only in the morning, and the sun became poisonous in the afternoon.

The game on the outdoor basketball court also kicked off.

Bullfighting, a street basketball game, also known as three-on-three.

This teacher-student friendly match will use the whole field, and the rules will be five-a-side.

There are not many teachers who are keen on playing street basketball, and even fewer students are willing to play basketball with them, especially when it comes to winning or losing and face issues. It is not easy to get two teams together, but...

Gu Mo looked expressionlessly at the boy next to him who had changed into short-sleeved sports.

"Zhou Xing, why are you on my team?"

"The teacher-student competition in the afternoon, I will tell you if I win."

Gu Mo didn't say who won. In order to prevent him from playing word games, Zhou Xing joined the teachers' team without doing anything.

"Aha, it's full of people over there, full of people."

Xu Ziming and Huo Qing, who were discussing tactics on the sidelines, heard Zhou Xing's shameless nonsense, and paused for three seconds before continuing the discussion.

When Jing Xi came to the scene, Hu Xiaoju held up the light stick again, even two more...

"These two are for you, you're welcome to hold them."

"...Thank you," Jing Xi didn't have the nerve to refuse him, and looked around the venue after receiving it, "He really came."

"Who?"

"Summer night."

"Yeah, I haven't seen him on the basketball court for a long time."

"Did he stop playing after retiring from the club?"

Hu Xiaoju thought for a while and said: "With his face, almost half of the girls in school B will come to support him when he plays basketball. Later, only boys are left on the basketball court. What do you think?"

"...It sounds a bit powerful."

In front of the barbed wire, Huo Qing stretched out his hand in surprise: "Xia Ye, you are here."

Xia Ye looked away and did not bump fists with him.

This appearance reminded Huo Qing of the time when he first joined the club.

It’s another good time of the year when the flowers are beautiful, light yellows and greens are intertwined and flying, and they boldly pounce on pedestrians passing by. Nowhere on their heads or bodies is not stained with the fragrance of flowers. Two naughty petals.

After the division of AB and AB schools, according to the temperament of the chief purser, B school planted cherry blossom trees that almost all girls love, with a wide range-the school next door can always sweep out a large piece of pink petals during the flowering season.

The girls fantasize about meeting beautiful love under the cherry blossom trees like in idol dramas, but they ignore one thing—there are no boys in School B.

And the chief purser of school A is a rough guy who only grows trees and shrubs. Looking around the school, there is nothing but green.

"This color... No, no, it's not good if it goes on like this, you have to get some other colors. Take a look at the next door and learn from other people's greening..."

The head of affairs received the opinion of the school manager who came to inspect, and after thinking about it all night, he got a vibrant look the next day.

Various clubs beside the basketball court are carrying out recruiting activities, and the newly enrolled first-year freshmen are stuffed with a bunch of leaflets in their hands like little sheep being fed.

"...This is the origin of the nickname of our Yellow Ball Club."

Huo Qing took a stack of freshly printed leaflets and slapped them on the head of the senior who was talking nonsense to the freshmen: "Minister, can we seriously do publicity?"

"Haha, when I get excited, I go astray. Looking at these children, I can't help feeling my lost youth..."

"Snapped--"

It was another chestnut, and the senior yelled that he had no respect for his elders.

The black-haired boy who was pulled to listen to the anecdote silently digested what he had just heard.

At that time, the open space beside the basketball court was planned to be planted with various osmanthus trees, and the school finally had a different color besides green, although the students agreed that it would be better to be green all the time.

"Hey, look at their school, it's so yellow..."

The ten miles of cinnamon is not covered. It is quite uncomfortable to play in such a strong fragrance.Some boys complained and got a reply from the female teacher in charge: "You guys, you smell all over your body when you play... You ask me what smell is it? I don't know what smell I have in my mind? Plant some sweet-scented osmanthus to smoke your stinky masculinity... "

This inexplicably hating female teacher probably doesn't know how intoxicating the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus smells after playing the game...

In short, no matter in terms of color, fragrance, or other aspects, it surpassed the school next door by a large margin, and the chief purser was quite satisfied with this.

The black-haired boy brushed off the broken cinnamon on his shoulder, and was about to get up to visit other clubs, when the minister pushed him back to his seat.

"Looking at your appearance, do you want to go to the drama club?"

Only then did Huo Qing take a closer look at this freshman, the most striking thing was his pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, and his hair was so black and shiny that one could not help but wonder if he grew up eating sesame seeds .Other than that, she's pretty well-behaved, she doesn't have fancy dresses, tattoos, earrings or anything like other boys.

Look at my minister again, the ear studs can blind people's eyes, and the clothes always have holes in rivets. Those who don't know think they are a rock band.

"Hello, do you want to join our basketball club? Here is the application form for joining the club... What class are you in?" He stepped forward to block the incompetent minister behind him, and greeted the new students.

"...Class Two, Summer Night."

Class two a year... Class two? !Isn't the second class the class where the little bully who cleaned up all the bad things in the school as soon as the school started?Although he has never seen anyone, but it is also heard that he is an arrogant and arrogant young man.

The minister was so excited: "You and Zhou Xingyi? How is your relationship? Will he come to the basketball club? Can you invite him out for dinner?"

Xia Ye quickly got up to leave, but was pushed back by the minister.

"Minister, you... ask questions one by one." Huo Qing rubbed his forehead, he didn't even bother to complain about what kind of ghost questions these are.

Xia Ye has obviously given up the idea of ​​joining the club: "No, I won't come, I can't."

The minister patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "What? You said you want to join the club, and you want to help me make weekly appointments? Okay, very good! Fill out the form!"

Xia Ye, Huo Qing: ...

After a coaxing meal, Xia Ye was forced to fill out the form. Anyway, it doesn't matter which club you go to, basketball... as long as you win.

Huo Qing covered his face with the form and asked the minister quietly: "He looks pretty good, can he play basketball?"

"Let the rookies play a practice game later." The minister glanced at Xia Ye's face again, and added, "Even if you don't play, it's good to put it in the basketball hall to keep the field alive and attract fans."

"..."

An hour later, Huo Qing was slapped in the face.

Xia Ye's children are not only beautiful but also good at the game. The number of girls who set foot in the basketball hall that day hit a record high.

"From today onwards, this newcomer will be our face." The minister hooked Huo Qing's shoulder with a smug expression.

Huo Qing shook off his hand and walked towards the lounge.

"Deputy Minister, we have an amazing guy in our club..." The minister looked at the boy who scored consecutively on the court with a serious expression that he had never seen before. He turned his head, "...after the basketball club... It’s up to you to support me.”

"Minister..." Huo Qing turned his face sideways.

"But I think Zhou Xing is better?"

"..."

Afterwards, the minister who had been planning to let Xia Ye trick Zhou Xing into the basketball club was depressed for several days when he heard that Zhou Xing had joined the musical instrument club.

"Xiaoqing, Zhou Xing is so good at fighting, why don't you think he came to our department?"

Huo Qing glanced at the dejected minister with his chin resting on the table, and said helplessly, "We're not in the Sanda club. Also, Xia Ye in the second class doesn't seem to like basketball."

"Oh? Did he not play well?" The minister asked casually, picking at the small hole in the table.

"That's not true. After these few days of practice games, he was able to score half of the entire game by himself, which is a bit scary... But he didn't look happy when he won the ball, as if he had done something very normal. things..."

"oh oh?"

"Senior! His indifferent attitude has already affected other members. If he is selected for the school team selection next week..."

The minister looked up and interrupted him: "Our basketball club has always been meritocracy. Since he plays well, he must be a good kid who loves basketball. We need to encourage him more, you know?"

"..."

"Oh~ I see, Xiaoqing is jealous because all the girls chasing you ran to see him?"

"boom--"

Huo Qing forcefully closed the door of the lounge to isolate the idiot senior inside.

The minister who put his chin back on the table sighed faintly:

"Youth..."

after an hour.

"Xiao Ye, are you still used to being in the basketball club? Is the training intensity high? Can you bear it? Do you need to..."

Inexplicably, Xia Ye was called by the minister to listen to his cannonball-like questioning, which was very overwhelming.

"...Minister, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, just care about the daily life of the members. You can also ask any comments or questions you have about our agency. Don't be nervous, it's just a normal chat haha."

Xia Ye didn't stop when he saw him scratching the table, who was nervous...

"Why do you wear so many earrings?"

"Huh? Is this the problem?" The minister was stunned.

Summer nodded.

"As expected of the person I'm looking for, since you found out, there's nothing you can do about it, in fact..." The minister approached the seat where Xia Ye was sitting, and supported the edge of the table with one hand, "These are not ordinary earrings, they seal The original force in my body has been destroyed, and now there are many organizations that are secretly tracking down this mysterious force and wanting to claim it for themselves, so I can't reveal my identity, but I will tell you quietly if you insist on knowing, I was captured by the demon The Dragon Knight chosen by the Eye..."

"Understood, Minister."

"Huh? I haven't finished yet..."

"Minister, I'm leaving first."

"Hey Hey hey……"

The minister scratched his head in distress, why is no one willing to listen to him every time?

On the day of the school team tryout, Zhou Xing appeared on the basketball court.

School A has an open-air basketball court and an indoor basketball hall. The basketball club usually trains indoors, and only when there is a game will the members be arranged to go to the basketball court.

"A lot of people seem to be here today." The minister looked around and found many cute elementary school girls.

"Well, there are students in our class who came to see."

Xia Ye was tying her shoelaces when the minister pulled her neck and bit her ear.

"Has Zhou Xing come yet?"

He also deliberately lowered his voice, Xia Ye thought that this was not something shameful.

"Here we go. The two boys over there who don't wear their shirts well are called Xu Ziming, and the one with the gray hair is Zhou Xing."

The minister let him go all of a sudden, squatted down and rummaged through the bag, found a pink signature book after a while, and clenched his fists to declare.

"Today is definitely going to get Zhou Xing's autograph!"