After transmigrating into Shamat's male supporting role

In the afternoon, the club recruits new students.

Chu Xingci also went over to join in the fun.

The venue of the event was the stadium, and two desks were put together in front of each club, and several seniors stood behind the desks, accepting inquiries from the first-year freshmen.

The basketball club and hip-hop club are the two most lively clubs.

Chu Xingci walked towards the basketball club with a plum candy in his mouth.

The table of the basketball club is next to the basketball court, and several basketball club seniors stand around the table.

All his free time outside of studying in his previous life was spent working, and he had no time for recreational activities such as basketball.

But after all, boys are very interested in this kind of sports that collide and sweat on the court.

In his previous life, he was weighed down by the burden of life, and he had no choice but no mood to experience the youth of a young man.

Now that he has a chance to do it all over again, he hopes to experience everything once.

Chu Xingci walked to the table, rolled his eyes, and said politely, "Hi senior, what are the requirements for recruiting people from the basketball club? I want to join."

The senior was talking to his companions, but when he saw Chu Xingci coming over, his eyes lit up.

"Your height is 1.8 meters?"

Playing basketball requires a relatively high height, and this junior is only a freshman in high school, so he might be able to grow longer, which is not bad.

Not to mention, this junior's good looks.

With this face, it is basically no problem to enter that club.

"1.7 meters eight, two centimeters short."

"It's only 1.8 meters with a pair of shoes." The student was enthusiastic, "What are you good at? Forward? Defender?"

Chu Xingci pursed his lips, embarrassed: "I have never played basketball before."

"Have you ever played?" It's not obvious at all.

He thought this kid was the type who would shoot basketballs on the court and make girls scream.

The results did not hit ah.

"Then try shooting."

Chu Xingci pursed his lips, chewed the plum sugar in his mouth, swallowed it, and said, "Okay."

The hoop is not far away.

Chu Xingci took a look and found that the original owner was really short-sighted and looked at the basket a little blurry.

He looked around and walked towards a girl wearing glasses next to him.

"Excuse me, can I borrow your glasses?"

The girl blushed, and hurriedly took off her glasses and stuffed them into his hands.

The rose gold thin-rimmed glasses were stuffed into his hand, and the girl shyly dared not even look at him.

Chu Xingci smiled, put on the glasses and tried the prescription, and it was just right, so he said to the girl, "Thank you, I will use it for a few minutes."

"Ah? Okay, okay, you, you can use it as you like." The girl stammered, not daring to meet his gaze.

Chu Xingci walked towards the hoop with the basketball in his arms.

Standing still outside the three-point line, Chu Xingci tossed the basketball up and down.

The senior was about to remind him to stand closer. After all, three-pointers are too difficult to shoot. They have been playing for several years, and it is difficult to make them.

Not to mention him, a young man who has never played basketball before.

But before the words were spoken, a burst of exclamation was heard.

The basketball came out of his hand and went steadily into the basket.

Did you win?

The senior was surprised: "You're lucky, let's do it a few more times." As he spoke, he beckoned the people beside him to hand over a few more basketballs.

Chu Xingci took it, looked through the lens, stared at the basket seriously, and threw it with his wrist.

Another three-pointer.

There were five basketballs in total, and Chu Xingci hit all of them.

Every time it hits, there are always exclamations from some girls around.

The way the senior looked at Chu Xingci had completely changed.

Three-pointers are really difficult to shoot. Chu Xingci's ability to make them every time shows that he is talented.

Such a person doesn't care if he can play basketball, if he can't, he can learn.

After all, how many people who are good at basketball have the talent to hit three-pointers every time.

The senior made a decisive decision: "Fill out a form, and you are a member of our basketball club."

"Thank you, senior." Chu Xingci smiled, quickly completed the information, and turned to look for the girl just now.

The girl and her friend were still not far away, looking at him with shining eyes, but when he saw it, the two of them hurriedly averted their eyes.

Chu Xingci walked over, returned the glasses to the girl, and thanked her by the way.

When he was about to leave, the girl suddenly stopped him.

The girl blushed and said softly, "Well, can I take a picture of you wearing glasses?"

Chu Xingci said heartily, "No problem."

He took the glasses and put them on.

He has chiseled handsome features, and rose gold thin-rimmed glasses on the straight bridge of the nose. His beautiful eyes are hidden behind the lenses, which makes him look a bit more refined and scum.

The two girls grabbed each other's hand and shook it several times excitedly, before they couldn't wait to take out their mobile phones and find an angle to take a picture.

The woman pressed the button excitedly, and when she saw the photo taken on the phone, panic appeared on her face.

What is this expression?

Even if he's not photogenic, he won't scare other girls, right?

Is it possible that there are ghosts in the photo?

Chu Xingci took the phone. He was still handsome in the photo, but behind him, Gu Heng's indifferent face was glancing at the camera, with displeasure hidden in his cold eyes.

No wonder the girl was so scared.

This is scarier than shooting ghosts.

A hand reached out from his side and took the phone from his hand.

Gu Heng held the phone with his slender fingers, glanced at it twice, his face was normal.

The phone was thrown back into the girl's hand.

Gu Heng's sloppy voice came through: "Add WeChat and send the photos."

The girl was timid and scared, so she added WeChat, sent a photo, took the glasses that Chu Xingci had returned, and hurried away, as if there was a ghost chasing after her.

After the girl left, only Chu Xingci and this evil spirit remained around.

Seeing that Gu Heng hadn't moved yet, Chu Xingci couldn't help wondering if he had offended him at some point.

After recalling it, I made sure that I didn't have any intersection with the other party.

The two are still strangers.

Chu Xingci turned around and was about to leave.

A cold voice suddenly sounded: "Do you want to send you a copy of the photo?"

Hell, is the original villain such an active person?

Is it abnormal?

"No need." Chu Xingci quickened his pace.

Gu Heng was neither far nor near, slowly falling behind him.

Chu Xingci didn't need to turn his head, just by looking at the reactions of the people around him, he could guess that the Fiend God was still following him.

Most of the students are in the stadium, and there is almost no one around the dorms.

And Gu Heng just followed all the way.

Chu Xingci couldn't help but stop, and Gu Heng continued to walk over at a leisurely pace.

When the man walked up to him, Chu Xingci asked suspiciously, "Follow me all the time, what's the matter?"

His tone seemed to say: You are sick.

Gu Heng's tone was tired and lazy, but his tone was very firm: "You are avoiding me."

Chu Xingci's heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly, "No, I don't know you."

He turned around to leave, with a clear guilty conscience on his face.

Gu Heng let out a muffled laugh, and continued to fall behind him.

Chu Xingci couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you stop following me?"

"Follow you?" Gu Heng raised his eyebrows and said in a narrow tone, "Kid, I'm thinking too much, I want to go back to the dormitory."

After saying that, he passed Chu Xingci and went straight into the dormitory building.

Chu Xingci stood where he was and took a deep breath.

This villain, he is indeed sick.

Chu Xing delayed his resignation for a long time before continuing to walk into the dormitory.

Go up to the third floor, and around the corner is my 301 dormitory.

Chu Xingci took out half of the key and stopped.

In the 302 dormitory opposite him, Gu Heng leisurely opened the door and walked in.

Before closing the door, Gu Heng's lazy and lazy voice sounded again: "Little friend, come to the dormitory?"

Chu Xingci coldly refused, opened the door of his dormitory, and shut the door with a slap from the other party's beating.

After closing the door, Chu Xingci didn't go out until the club recruiting activities were over.

Classes will start tomorrow, he is missing a lot of things, and he is going out to buy them.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he saw Uncle Wang and his family's car waiting at the school gate.

Chu Wenjing didn't know where she went, only Chu Wenchi was about to get in the car and go home.

There were people coming and going at the gate of the campus, every time the people there saw Chu Xingci.

Chu Xingci didn't bother to talk to him, so he went to a nearby optical shop to get a new pair of glasses.

Optical shops are located around the school, and most of the frames are in line with the students' preferences, and the appearance is very good.

The boss took out several pairs at once, and enthusiastically recommended: "Student, you are good-looking, and you can wear any one of them. Come, come, wear them all and try the effect."

Yingcai students are rich, and they regard frames as fashion items. They buy several styles at once to match them. The store owner is very happy to do business with Yingcai students.

Chu Xingci picked out a vintage silver mirror frame and put it on.

I have to say that having good looks is really an advantage. When buying clothes, I dare to put them on in any color and material, and I also buy a frame. I just pick one and it looks good on it.

Chu Xingci had his eyesight tested again, got glasses fitted, and then went to buy stationery.

On the side of the road, Chu Wenjing held a girl's arm intimately, took out a thin diamond bracelet from her bag, and said slightly flatteringly: "Mengmeng, I bought this bracelet on behalf of you, I bought two, if you like it , I'll give you one."

The girl was very pleasantly surprised, and immediately had a good impression of her: "Thank you, there seems to be no similar style of this bracelet in China, you have a great vision."

"It's fine if you like it. Let's go shopping in the shopping mall later, and have dinner outside by the way."

"it is good."

While talking, the girl saw Chu Xingci on the opposite side of the road, grabbed Chu Wenjing's arm in a hurry, and said excitedly: "Wen Jing, look, which boy, I met you at the basketball court today, and made several three-pointers. Very powerful. And he looks really handsome."

Chu Wenjing looked in the direction the girl was pointing at, and after recognizing that it was Chu Xingci, she smiled unnaturally. After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "Isn't this boy just the school bully who kills Matt in the post bar?"

"What?" The girl couldn't believe it, "Impossible, he is so handsome, which school bully on the post bar is a killer, how could it be the same person?"

"I heard others call him Chu Xingci. And he is also from No. [-] Middle School, so it is impossible for him to have the same name and surname."

The girl looked at Chu Xingci's adoring eyes, which suddenly faded a lot.

The smile on Chu Wenjing's face became more and more sincere, and she continued: "And his family situation doesn't seem to be very good. There is no driver to pick him up, and he still buys things in this kind of roadside store."

"It seems so." The girl pursed her lips, then suddenly raised her head and said, "Then he must be a top student. To be able to get into the English Academy from a poor family must be because of his excellent studies."

"Ah?" Chu Wenjing was stunned. She didn't expect her half-truth and half-false slander to make girls think this way, and she immediately mocked, "How could he be a top student? His seven scores in the high school entrance examination add up to less than [-]. And Didn’t that post already say that he is a scumbag?”

After finishing speaking, Chu Wenjing noticed that the girl looked at her with a different look, and the expression on her face seemed to say: What nonsense are you talking about.

"In Yingcai's school, if you are not rich, you must be a top student. Without exception, people who have no money and poor grades will not be able to enter this school. You will say that his family has no money, and then you will say Said that his grades are poor. Didn't he think before he spoke?"

Seeing that the other party was in a bad mood, Chu Wenjing immediately flattered her and said, "No, I don't understand, I just said it casually."

"You don't even know him, so you just speculate about him like this? Isn't it good?" The girl's face was ugly.

Originally, I saw handsome boys like to share with their girlfriends, just to have fun with their girlfriends and lick their faces.

As a result, this Chu Wenjing said a lot of bad things to spoil the atmosphere, and seemed to be a little out of his mind.

Moreover, thinking of the way she looked at Chu Xingci made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

The girl believed in her intuition, and her expression turned cold: "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to go shopping today, I'm going home first."

As he said that, he took out the bracelet that he had just accepted, "I still have a lot of bracelets, so you should take this back first."

After the words fell, the girl walked not far away in the direction of her driver.

Chu Wenjing didn't understand at all, why did the other party change his face all of a sudden, so well-behaved?

And, how did she get home?The driver had already picked up my brother and left.

It is impossible for the driver to turn back to pick her up again.

Chu Wenjing felt aggrieved and had no choice but to prepare to take a taxi home.

Yingcai's students were all around her, she didn't dare to be seen taking a taxi home, she walked a long way secretly before getting into a taxi, and went home in a desperate state.

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