After sitting at the same table with the mean school

During the holiday break, Xia Xingyao sat back in place.

He heard the girls behind him whispering about Wu Zhe who had just been replaced.

Especially at the end of the third quarter, Wu Zhe made a handsome three-pointer, which made the girls enthusiastic.

"Ah, so handsome, who is he?"

"Is it reasonable?"

"Oh my god, is that the competition boss?"

"...that's Wu Zhe, the one who was recommended to Tsinghua University!"

"What a show, that three-pointer!"

In the fourth quarter, the international department should have discussed new tactics, and they began to target Wu Zhe, who had just been replaced.

Wu Zhe had never played with other players before, so the cooperation was not particularly tacit.In the third quarter, he relied on surprise soldiers and off-court factors to win. In the fourth quarter, his lack of coordination with others was clearly revealed.

There are endless dirty ball routines in the international department.

Xia Xingyao clearly saw that No. 19 hit Wu Zhe's lower abdomen with an elbow, and Wu Zhe's face changed obviously in pain.

The girls next to Xia Xingyao also saw the elbow and screamed "foul".At this moment, Wu Zhe had already successfully dribbled the ball over others. With a beautiful fadeaway jumper, the basketball circled around the hoop and successfully scored a goal, scoring two points.

After the ball, Wu Zhe let go completely.

He was relatively cautious in physical confrontation before, but when he was elbowed, his temper came up. When he was playing on the field, he kept up with his small movements, and made the No. 19, who played the dirtiest on the opposite side, miserable.Because of his subtle movements, great strength, and good at pretending, No. 19 gritted his teeth and wanted to get angry, but couldn't find an excuse; wanted to retaliate, and because Wu Zhe was too flexible to touch him, he was so angry that he frequently organized team members to chase and intercept him.

However, it still failed to stop the pace of overtaking the Wenshi class.

The fourth quarter was about to end with only 30 seconds left. Suddenly, No. 5, a very accurate three-pointer from the international department, jumped backwards from outside the three-point line and made a three-pointer. The score between the two sides became 57:58.

30 seconds, the last chance to attack.

Wu Zhe turned his head and glanced at Xia Xingyao who was standing against the scoreboard.

Xia Xingyao waved his school uniform vigorously, with a flamboyant and brilliant expression on his face.

Like a fool, it's still silly to have a broken leg.

The sneakers rubbed against the ground, making a creaking sound, the ball was intercepted by the tallest boy in the international department, and he flew towards the basket with him.Jiang Lechi, who was defending in the Wenshi class, rushed from left to right, defended the goal, and regained the ball in his hands—one hand, and passed it to Wu Zhe from a distance. Number 19, was about to jump high, when he suddenly found that his waist was hugged by Number 19.

He couldn't kick off, and there was no time to pass the ball in his hand again; in the blink of an eye, Wu Zhe jumped up violently, and jumped into the air with No. 19, his body bent and stretched into a bow, the ball came out of his hand, A perfect arc was drawn in the air.

The elevation angle is 60 degrees, the initial velocity is 4m/s, the acceleration due to gravity is 9.8m/s^2, and the air viscosity coefficient and wind speed are not recorded. Find the trajectory of the basketball.

The ball hit the backboard, made a muffled sound, and then swayed back and forth on the rim twice before falling with peace of mind.

At this time, a sharp whistle sounded outside the court, and the girls screamed: "Win-win! It's over!"

"Ah, so handsome, I can jump up when someone hugs my legs!"

Wu Zhexiu was handsome, but his complexion was not good. After landing, he grabbed No. 19 by the neck and threw him to the ground.

The boys from the international department who had already stopped on the court gathered around and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Not to be outdone, the boys in the literary class said, "What are you doing?"

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

The onlookers gathered around. Xia Xingyao hugged Wu Zhe's school uniform and jumped to the center of the storm. He heard Wu Zhe say in a hoarse voice, "Playing ball is so dirty, you can't win, you trash."

No. 19 turned over and got up from the ground, with an ugly expression because of the embarrassment: "What are you doing?"

It seemed that a fight was about to start, and finally the referee came over and separated the two sides.

The international department lost, the game was dirty, and they had no face to fight.

They wanted to fulfill their bet with the Wenshi class and apologize to their girls on the flag-raising platform, and a group of people walked away sullenly.

The Wenshi class is beaming.

Xia Xingyao handed Wu Zhe the iced milk tea given to him by a girl, and put the school uniform back into his hand. He gave him a thumbs up with bright eyes, and praised without hesitation, "Zhe is so fierce."

Wu Zhe glanced at him with a bad expression: "Trash."

Xia Xing was dumbfounded.

Wu Zhe said, "You trash, hurry to the infirmary, don't take your foot." He firmly pressed Xia Xingyao's shoulder, "Can trash still walk? I've never seen someone stepping on my foot while playing ball." You are so useless."

Xia Xingyao was wronged to death: "Why are you swearing at people all of a sudden?"

When Wu Zhe and a few other boys brought Xia Xingyao to the infirmary, Xia Xingyao's ankle was already very swollen.

Wu Zhe hugged his chest, and said coolly, "As expected of you, Xia Xingyao."

It doesn't really feel like not walking. Xia Xingyao pressed his ankle, but it didn't hurt too much.

He looked up, still with an aggrieved expression: "What's wrong with me, I didn't scold you."

Wu Zhe was very speechless: "You are still wronged. Look at how you can still walk like this."

Xia Xingyao didn't care too much, and said, "It's nothing serious, it'll be fine the next day, there's no broken bone, just a sprain..."

"Aren't you quite proud?" Wu Zhe gritted his back molars, "No, we can't just let this matter go."

"Then what else can we do?" Xia Xingyao asked, "The matter on the field...the matter on the field is settled. It's not good to deal with it off the field, right?"

Wu Zhe glanced at him: "Don't beat me up here."

Xia Xingyao was silent for a while, and silently took out his mobile phone: "Actually, I recorded the video. So I helped to record it next to me. I recorded everything like stepping."

Wu Zhe finally eased his expression: "It's not too mentally handicapped."

Xia Xingyao said: "I'll edit it when I go back, and then spread it in the circle of friends. I've inquired about it. The grandchildren in the international department are quite social. If people know that they can't win if they are so dirty, they will lose face."

Wu Zhe was silent for a while: "Wait, they are going to apologize to the Wenshi class, right? Apologizing at the flag-raising platform, this part is also recorded and cut into it."

Xia Xingyao gave Wu Zhe a thumbs-up: "A master at embedding flowers and trees."

Wu Zhe reached out and patted Xia Xingyao on the head: "It's heartbreaking to raise a son like you. ... How are you going back to the classroom later? How are you going home?"

"It's not that delicate, Dad!"

Xia Xingyao's foot injury was not particularly serious, the school doctor said it would be healed within a week, just get some ice packs and treat it.

It was not far from the school doctor's office to the classroom, Xia Xingyao jumped over with one leg firmly, and Wu Zhe was furious watching from behind.

I can't wait to have another fight with No. 17.

In the evening self-study, people kept coming to care for Mr. Xia who had a broken leg. The girls sent chocolate cheese balls, potato chips, cola milk tea and many snacks to express their condolences; His grandson must have been beaten until his mother didn't recognize him.

At [-]:[-] in the evening self-study, Wu Zhe propped his chin and asked, "Mr. Xia, how do you plan to jump home? How about I give you the whole wheelchair?"

Xia Xingyao: "It's not impossible, it would be even better if you are willing to push me."

Wu Zhe: "..."

He stood up and really ran to find Yin Congqing who got a wheelchair that was falling apart from somewhere.

When Rululu pushed into the classroom, Xia Xingyao was frightened: "No, I don't want to sit on this thing, what should I do if I break it apart?"

Wu Zhe then slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Lechi.

Jiang Lechi was packing his things and looked over with a confused expression.

Wu Zhe said: "Xiao Jiang, now is the time for you to contribute to the class."

Jiang Lechi: "?"

Wu Zhe: "Contribute your bicycle. We will requisition it."

Jiang Lechi: "Although I am not unwilling, but you have to tell me why this is to contribute to the class."

Wu Zhe: "Do you think Xia Xingyao is disabled because of his contribution to the class?"

Xia Xingyao quickly interrupted: "I'm not disabled!"

Wu Zhe turned his head and said fiercely, "Shut up, you trash."

The place where Jiang Lechi lives is not very far from the school, and it takes more than ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

His bicycle was donated to Wu Zhe to take Xia Xingyao home, and he slowly swept a small yellow car without a back seat, which didn't have much impact.

Standing on one leg in the single-car shed, Xia Xingyao asked hesitantly, "Wu Zhe, are you sure you will take someone with you? Don't murder me."

Wu Zhe: "Trash is not worthy of nonsense." With one leg on the ground and the other on the pedal, he turned his head and said to Xia Xingyao, "Come on, it's your luck that Dad is willing to take you, and you don't kneel down." Thank you."

Xia Xingyao was silent, and then said: "Give me your schoolbag, I will carry it."

Wu Zhe took off his schoolbag and stuffed it into Xia Xingyao's arms.

The night wind was blowing, blowing the loose school uniform jacket of the boy on the bicycle.The fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of September wafts in the wind, and the chatting voices of teenagers after school are crisp and lovely.Xia Xingyao carried two schoolbags stacked on his back, and stepped onto the back seat of the bicycle.Wu Zhe said in a muffled voice in front, "Hold tight."

Xia Xingyao hesitated for a moment, then reached out and slowly hugged the waist of the person sitting in front.What he felt under his hands were hard and tense muscles, Xia Xingyao didn't dare to move his palms, and froze in place.

Wu Zhe rang the bell, kicked his foot, and slid out quickly.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and the night wind was clear and clear, blowing the boy's hair.

The bicycle drove past rows of camphor tree shadows, crossed street lights one after another, and headed home.

Suddenly, with a jolt, Xia Xingyao's face bumped into Wu Zhe's back, and his nose was sore.

Xia Xingyao muttered: "Damn, you're so tough."

Wu Zhe: "..."

Zheshen, who couldn't help but speak instinctively, said, "There are even harder ones."

Xia Xingyao: "?"

He was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Wu Che, how many abdominal muscles do you have? I just touched it, but I couldn't find it."

Wu Zhe: "Then touch it carefully."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

He raised his hand, first swept Wu Zhe's abdomen from top to bottom, and then pinched and pressed ten fingers, acting like a monster.

Wu Zhe snorted: "...Damn, you really touch it, do you want face?"

Xia Xingyao was wronged: "You let me touch it yourself."

Wu Zhe: "My abs are only touched by my future girlfriend. No, I'm not chaste anymore. I'm not clean anymore."

Xia Xingyao tentatively said, "...Then I am responsible for you?"

Wu Zhe's voice was scattered in the wind: "Are you shameless? I said I'm a girlfriend, and you deserve it too?"

"...Damn, I'm handsome, strong and have good grades, why don't I deserve it? Are you sexist?"

Wu Zhe seemed to laugh, and his voice in the front seat was a little vague: "Don't say it, if you were a woman, I might really chase you."

"Forget it then..." Xia Xingyao thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "We can't commit incest."