God of learning, he always wants to break my glasses

The playground of No. [-] Middle School is built along the national road, next to the gymnasium, and half of the school moat is separated from the teaching area.

Qin Yang picked up a comic book and found a seat on the viewing platform. The weather was fine, because it was approaching evening, and the sky was showing signs of changing color.

Senior one and senior two students are required to go to the playground or gymnasium for free activities. They can borrow sports equipment and return it after the end.

Once caught and left in the classroom, one by one is caught, and someone will take it.

Therefore, many people came here with their homework test papers, and there were not a few people like Qin Yang who read extracurricular books.

A net away, next door is the basketball court.

Qin Yang's position is far away from the entrance and exit of the playground, but it happens to be right next to the basketball court.

The crowd in the center of the stand was crowded and the sound was too noisy, so he didn't like to go.

After looking around the crowd playing basketball, Qin Yang found the tall boy who called Dun Nuo to play basketball.

"Come on, I didn't enjoy playing last time!" The tall man smiled wantonly, and his big white teeth were particularly eye-catching.

On the same field as him are players wearing yellow and blue basketball uniforms, and their group is yellow.

"Come on, come on, this time you will be called daddy!" The member of No. 9 in blue clothes half bent down, raised his eyes and looked at them sharply.

Yellow Team No. 11 rolled up his sleeves: "Why is your class so poor? If you eat two more peanuts, you won't be so drunk. Dreams have everything!"

"Damn it, I gave you bad luck last time. Why, do you need Dad to teach you what football is?"

"Hehe, why didn't that Wang Dekai in your class talk about tearing people's clothes, we're going to be dirty now?"

The ball hasn't started yet, but the fight between the two sides is about to start.

Qin Yang suddenly felt bored, and it turned out that dribbling was not suitable for him.

He stopped paying attention to the game next door, and lowered his head to concentrate on reading comics.

He has read this comic for the third time. He knows the plot of the following unit stories and the lines that the big-eyed and hairless idiot will say next.

Qin Yang thinks it's hard to say which one is more boring, the comic book that has been flipped through or the basketball game next door that is roaring like an orangutan.

"Hiss, how many times have you stepped on me?" A gentle and deep voice rang in his ears, and Qin Yang withdrew his feet awkwardly for the nth time.

The hand was held by Dun Nuo, the palm and the back of the hand were so hot that they were almost on fire.

He lowered his head discouragedly, and said without thinking: "The fifth time."

"Remember so clearly?" He was forced to straighten his back, raised his head almost half-forced, and looked straight into Dun Nuo's eyes.

The hand through the cloth was not as warm as the one holding his hand, but it was still terribly hot.

The distance between the two was too close, their breaths were entangled, and it was hard to tell whose breath was hotter.

Qin Yang felt an indescribable sense of oppression everywhere from his fingers to his waist, from the overly pressing gaze to the forced panicked steps.

Vaguely, there is a feeling of being pressed every step of the way.The most frightening thing was that he found that his nerves had an indescribable secret excitement.

On the runway, two girls were playing badminton. The shuttlecock flew back and forth from the corner of the eye.

Qin Yang curled the corners of the book unconsciously with his fingers, curled them up and let them go, back and forth several times, his eyes still stayed on the same page.

To be honest, he was very grateful for the sudden physiological phenomenon in the later stage, so that he could temporarily forget about Dun Nuo's intentional or unintentional small movements.

Strictly speaking, it was not unreasonable for Dun Nuo to be worried that he would be angry just now. If possible, he would like to tell Dun Nuo the reason why the flowers are so red when he sees him next time.

"Ah! The third year of high school has also come out!"

The shuttlecock with a stable frequency finally ushered in the end of its life, falling silently on the plastic track.

"I saw my boyfriend, I won't play with you haha!"

"Having the opposite sex has no humanity, you little rascal!"

The racket was put on one side of the stand, and Qin Yang slowly followed the two girls forward together, and saw the mighty hundreds of people at the entrance of the playground.

It seems that at least half of the senior three students have come out.

It's only been 10 minutes since the class, and Dun Nuo promised that he would never come out. He should not be there. How can a teacher let someone out after only 10 minutes of lectures.

Qin Yang pursed his lips neither sad nor happy, leaning against the railing next to him and half lying down, his gaze drifted towards the crowd from time to time.

A large wave of high school seniors in black and white school uniforms appeared at the entrance, and then blended into the blue and white and yellow and white crowd.

There are more jogging people on the runway, and a group of people talking about ideals in pairs has been added to the diagonal grove.

The lively playground instantly became more crowded. People in school uniforms of different colors mixed together, and the voices of chatting and talking could be heard from far away.

Dunno has always advocated doing things in a low-key manner, although the facts never make people low-key.

Just like walking in a crowd, even if he wears the same school uniform as everyone else, there is always the ability to let people find him at a glance.

The crowd gradually dispersed, some walked in a further direction, and some came here.

But no Dunno.

Qin Yang pushed his glasses, searched again without giving up, and even sat up this time, with serious and serious eyes.

The old stuff really didn't come.

The badminton activities began again and again under the viewing platform, but this time one of the protagonists was changed.

On the other side was a lively crowd gathering place, some gathered to discuss topics, and some chatted while eating melon seeds. Most lone rangers like Qin Yang sat on the edge, and no one noticed.

Qin Yang collapsed and leaned against the railing with a sense of desolation, with one arm resting on it feebly, and sighed heavily.

"Hey junior, be careful!" A high-pitched and passionate voice sounded from behind, followed by a round shadow approaching closer and closer above the head.

Qin Yang's eyes dimmed, his body reacted faster than he could think, his body jumped up nimbly, and turned half a circle quickly.

Li Feng took up his clothes, revealing his strong and flat belly, quickly raised his hands, hooked his wrists, and firmly caught the basketball falling from the sky.

The sweater in the school uniform fell down, blocking a good scene.

"Wow--"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"God! Na! Na!"

The originally lively but orderly viewing platform suddenly erupted with exclamations one after another. Qin Yang was not frightened by the basketball, but was frightened by the screams so that his legs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground. The tragedy of falling from the stands was barely avoided.

He turned his head blankly, and his impression of his position was clearly "very hidden", "no one pays attention", "the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected[1]", "I don't need to bother me alone".

However, at this moment, the students of No. [-] Middle School who were banned from bringing mobile phones raised their mobile phones and pointed them at him.

Some even appeared to be recording video.

Everything seemed premeditated, and the loneliness and coldness he thought was only his own.

It turned out that before he knew it, he had already been blocked in this corner by a group of wolves and tigers.

"Student, here!" The big tall man waved across the net and shouted, "Are you okay!"

Qin Yang shook his head, then thought that the other party might not be able to see him because he was far away, so he held up the basketball and shook it, indicating that he was fine.

"Then you throw it over, thank you!"

The tall man was not only tall, but also had a loud voice. His two roars attracted the attention of people on both sides of the basketball court and stands.

Qin Yang was very uncomfortable when he was exposed to the naked eyes.

The stand was more than one meter higher than the basketball court. Qin Yang took a visual inspection, took three steps back, took off with a brisk trot, and easily and neatly threw the basketball to the other side.

The basketball crossed the net, rushed straight down, passed through the hoop, slammed hard on the ground, made a dull sound, and stopped on the spot with almost no rolling.

Nets bilateral students who witnessed all this: "..."

The big tall man walked over tremblingly, looked up at the junior who was shooting a basketball with the momentum of smashing a grenade, and murmured, throwing an olive branch: "Student, do you want to play basketball together?"

Looking up at the people on the basketball court, this junior with amazing shots has 1.8-meter-long legs, handsome and heroic, and they really want to pull him over from the side of the net.

Qin Yang looked down at them, retracted his chin slightly, and calmly refused: "No, I won't fight."

The basketball players were shocked.

This man obviously has excellent jumping ability, from catching the basketball to throwing the basketball through the net, hitting the basket accurately, a series of movements are smooth and smooth - and then told them that he can't play basketball?

Whose face is this slapping?

Before waiting for the sluggish basketball players to stay affectionately again, Qin Yang sat down in his old seat first, intending to stay in another place after reading this.

However, he looked around but couldn't find his comic book.He should have been placed on the chair just now, how could he disappear out of thin air?

Although there were a lot of people around, there were no seats around him—not to mention that he himself had been here all the time, so who could grope over quietly just to get a comic book.

Qin Yang didn't believe in evil, so he searched all over the place, and even touched himself.

His eyes fell on the side of the stands.

"Are you looking for this?"

A dumb manga cover protruded from the edge of the stand, along with a thin and muscular arm.

Familiar voice, pinching the slender white fingers of the comic book.

The tip of Qin Yang's tongue rolled over his back molars, he went to the railing and squatted down, his ebony black eyes stared right at Dun Nuo below: "Isn't it impossible to say."

Dun Nuo waved the book and looked at him with a smile: "I couldn't come in the first place. I said this time is really a coincidence. Do you believe it?"

Qin Yang separated his fingers holding onto the railing one by one, and gritted his teeth: "You still believe your nonsense? Let go!"

Dun Nuo's grip became tighter and tighter, his other hand was in his pocket, the school uniform was only draped over his shoulders, and the collar was rarely loosely spread out, revealing the pure black sleeveless sweatshirt inside.

Feeling the cool temperature from his fingers, he said lightly, "Don't spread it. If I hadn't caught your book, it would have fallen to the ground. Don't you thank me?"

Unable to break it apart by force, Qin Yang directly grabbed Dun Nuo's wrist, sneered and said, "Thank you? Are you sure?"

Dun Nuo looked at the clasped wrist with burning eyes, and said gently: "No thanks, why are you blushing?"

Qin Yang gritted his teeth, tried his best to take a deep breath, and said slowly, "I'm angry."

He had never seen Dun Nuo's dressing style so irrelevant, and he had never seen anyone who could wear a school uniform so coquettishly, so... seductive.

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[1] From Mr. Lu Xun's "The Collection"