Look at that pair of school grass

On Friday afternoon, most of the classes in the school are in class or class meeting, just waiting for the bell to ring after school, let go of the girl to start the weekend carnival, and temporarily forget the schoolbag of homework.

Class 6 ([-]) of senior high school is the only class in the whole school that holds parent-teacher meetings. The students are scattered in every corner of the playground. The girls walk and chat, and the boys play basketball and football in small groups. The young shadows are gradually drawn by the setting sun. Long, contracted the entire playground.

Shen Zhi, who had disappeared early, was putting his hands in his pockets, kicking stones along the runway, raising his head and squinting his eyes, almost blinded by the brilliance of the setting sun through his glasses, suddenly blessed to the heart, pointing to the huge salted egg yolk in the sky, reciting : "Ah~ I think of running under the sunset that day, that is what I passed away...huh?"

Move the direction of the finger down a little bit, and there is a person sitting on the sports equipment.

Different from those scumbags who want to have fun whenever they have time, there are still crazy academic bullies like Jiang Feng in this world. Sitting on the parallel bars and reading a book with his head down, there is a huge light behind him, coating him with a layer of light. The golden light of Buddha nature.

The corners of Shen Zhi's mouth curled up little by little, and bad thoughts also took root and sprouted from his heart with a sinister smile.

With his hands still in his pockets, he walked slowly behind Jiang Feng as if he was wandering aimlessly. Jiang Xueba was so addicted to studying that he didn't pay attention at all.

"Ha!" Shen Zhi yelled almost close to Jiang Feng's back. This effect is comparable to a horror movie for someone who is concentrating on something. , if he hadn't quickly grabbed the pole in the next moment, he would have almost fallen headfirst from the parallel bars to the ground.

"Shen! Zhi!" Jiang Feng was furious when he saw the person coming, and chewed out his name through gritted teeth.

Shen Zhi ran away after frightening people, Jiang Feng took a rare look at him and threw a pen, but it was so crooked that he didn't even wipe his hair, Shen Zhi saw the pen flying in front of him Penholder, turning around, there was another burst of presumptuous ridicule.

The next moment, the basketball whizzed by behind his pillow with the sound of wind, the back of Shen Zhi's head went cold, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Who?! Dare to provoke your father..." After being frightened, he turned his head and was about to get angry, but he saw Su An standing not far away with his arms folded and smiling, looking at him, and immediately made a transfer with his tongue full of desire to survive. Said: "Grandpa... Grandpa is good."

Turning his head to look at the direction in which the ball flew, Qi Wenxuan had already caught the ball, holding it with one hand, raised his eyelids to look at him, the basketball spun around on the tip of his index finger as if nothing had happened.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Feng was stunned, this look that seemed to be fighting among himself made him a little bit square, "I'm fine, don't do it for me..."

"What are you thinking?" Su An didn't know that Xueba has a lot of inner drama, so he stopped him in time to make a sentimental little theater, and then raised his chin to Shen Zhi: "Don't bother Xueba, just play when itches. go."

"Okay!" Shen Zhi rubbed his hands and agreed, turned around and hooked Su An's shoulders, "It's just the three of us, how do we fight?"

Su An raised his hand and pointed to the sweaty figures under the basketball hoop in the distance: "There are exactly three over there, 3v3?"

"... If I'm not mistaken, it's the sports committee, right?" Shen Zhi pushed up his glasses, "Both brothers, are you sure you belong to the school team?"

"Just for fun, it's not for real." Su An patted Shen Zhi comfortingly, "I don't want you to relax, Lao Zheng still has something to say, you should relax your body and mind before facing the storm Buffer buffer."

In other words, it is no different from a decapitation meal.

It's good that Su An didn't mention it, but now Shen Zhi thought that he didn't know what Lao Zheng would say to his father, and it was still a question of whether he would survive and return home, so he sighed.

As soon as the three of them walked to the edge of the basketball court, Liu Chengwei had already noticed them. He was wearing a basketball school team uniform with short sleeves, and the wheat-colored muscles on his exposed arms were tight and powerful. Raising his hand was a beautiful three-pointer.

At the same time that the ball went into the basket, Liu Chengwei turned around and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wristband, and grinned at Su An and the others who were coming towards him, showing eight bright teeth: "Playing basketball?"

"Playing basketball." Qi Wenxuan smiled at him, slapped the basketball in his hand on the ground casually and switched to the other hand, "Let's play in the next field for a while, then 3v3 later?"

There are also two boys in the class who play with Liu Chengwei, their level is not at the same level as that of the sports committee, and it is obvious that they are just playing casually in the activity class.

Su An and the others didn't have much contact with them. Except for the sports committee, the other two boys looked a little wary. They didn't look at Su An like they were playing together, but they were here to mess things up.

It seems that the people's misunderstanding of him is really deep... Su An thought so, and in order to save his image, he grinned at the two boys.

For some reason, the two boys seemed to want to slip even more.

"Cheng Wei..." one of them called out to the sports committee in a low voice.

"Okay." Liu Chengwei generously agreed to Qi Wenxuan's invitation, "Then warm up first, and play a game later."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at the person who called him just now and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay..." The boy shook his hand with a half-faced grief.

Su An took off his coat and threw it on a chair beside him. The cold wind made him shrink his arms immediately. He turned his head and saw Liu Chengwei and the others. Their bare arms were dripping with sweat, and their bodies exuded a glowing vitality.

Su An hadn't played basketball much before. He wasn't very interested in this kind of sport where a group of people grabbed a ball. He moved his hands and feet, and the basketball slammed on the ground twice. He raised his arms and aimed at the basket. The basket throws the ball.

The posture is standard and full of momentum, that is, the basketball hits the backboard directly and rebounds neatly.

Shen Zhi hummed and ran to pick up the ball, Su An frowned: "...I still don't believe it, come again!"

"boom--"

This time he jumped on the rim, the rim wobbled and the ball flew out.

"boom--"

The rebounds suffered again.

"Bang—" "Ouch—"

Shen Zhi covered his head, his forehead was hit by the rebounding basketball, he covered his head and let out a groan.

"Dazhi, are you okay?" Su An quickly ran over to take his hand away, "Oh, it's a good thing I didn't smash my glasses..."

Qi Wenxuan trotted two steps to pick up the ball, stood where Su An had just stood, raised his hand and said, "Nice."

Su An watched the ball falling steadily into the basket, and was silent for a moment.

It must be because of the height, yes.

The three barely warmed up, and stood in front of Liu Chengwei and the others to form a mobile signal from high to low, and the lowest one had a red mark on his forehead.

The three people on the opposite side looked at it and wanted to laugh, two of them didn't dare, and the other felt embarrassed, and they all had a hard time holding back.

"By the way, our school sports meeting is about to start, do you know?" Before the start, Liu Chengwei suddenly said to them, "There are few boys in our class, and those of you who are athletic, don't you think about winning the class for the exam? ?”

Su An was sure that they had noticed his heroic posture struggling under the basket just now, but when he heard the word "motor cells", he had to suspect that the other party was making a mockery.

But the serious and sincere eyes make people unable to complain.

"Let's talk after the fight." Su An said while holding his wrist.

I don't know, I thought it was talking about fighting and not playing.

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