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Yang Ze looked at his exam paper and sighed. It has been three days since school started, and the teachers of all subjects were explaining the final exam papers. Yang Ze was taking notes while knocking himself on the head.

"Why did you do this wrong? I know it! Is this brain damage?!"

"God, I obviously wanted to choose B, why did I choose C in the end?"

Amidst Yang Ze's self-loathing, the bell for the end of get out of class finally rang, and Wang Ying at the same table and the girl in the front row murmured:

"I heard that there will be a basketball game in the first and second grades this semester."

"Yeah, the sports committee is counting people these days, and I don't know who is in the third class, and whether there is Wu Li."

Wu Li is handsome, and he is well-known in the whole grade, especially among the girls, not to mention that the two classes are next to each other, Yang Ze often hears this guy's name being mentioned by the girls around him.

However, many girls are nympho, and the girls who really pursue are a minority after all.

The girl in the front row was small, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and looked obedient. Because of her poor grades, she sat in the back row, but the person in her dream was obviously not Wu Li, who was cold and cold. Type, she likes sunny and smiling big boys.

For example, Ze Yang is very good.

The girl glanced at Yang Ze quietly, saw that he was reading with his head down, bit his lips, and asked a little shyly, "Yang Ze, do you want to participate?"

Yang Ze slightly listened to their conversation, raised his eyes and smiled: "Me? I'm very skilled."

Yang Ze looks sunny, and his smile is even brighter. The girl blushed quietly, and said unconvinced: "If you sign up, you will have special training for a few days. I think your conditions are good, and you won't be bad after practicing."

Yang Ze refused without thinking.

Not for anything else, because his skills are real, and it's not easy to pull them out to embarrass others.

In the third class next door, the sports committee also approached Wu Li with the registration form, wanting him to sign up for the basketball team.

The height of the basketball team is the advantage. Wu Li can always occupy the throne in the last row, which has a lot to do with his height and leg length. Although he is a little shorter than Yang Ze, he is definitely tall.

Wu Li refused of course, there was no time, no time to delay.

If it was held in the first year of high school, he might still be interested in joining Wanwan.

The sports commissioner tried hard for a long time, but he was still unmoved.

Finally had to give up.

After returning home at night, Yang Ze took the exercise book to Wu Li, and the first thing he said was basketball.

"Are you going to the basketball game?"

Wu Li shook his head and glanced at him: "Are you participating?"

Speaking of which, he seems to have never seen Ze Yang play basketball yet.

Yang Ze's eyes fluttered when he heard this, and he said vaguely: "No, I'm so busy, I have to study, how can I have the time."

Wu Li glanced at him suspiciously.

The two wrote and discussed until nearly eleven o'clock. Yang Ze closed the booklet and asked Wu Li casually, "Tomorrow is your birthday. Is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you."

Wu Li: "..."

His eyelids trembled violently, and when he heard the word birthday, he couldn't help but think of the birthday last year, the piggy bank and the vanilla bottle that were smashed in the rain.

And those red, confused eyes.

Those eyes were too affectionate and sad, and every midnight dream would come to his mind, making him sleepless all night, tossing and turning.

The memory is too painful to look back on, so that I still feel regret and tingling in my heart when I hear it now.

If only that piggy bank didn't fall into pieces.

He was silent for too long, Yang Ze felt a little strange, he poked his arm and teased: "Why, are you so happy?"

Naturally, Wu Li was not happy and stupid. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his thoughts, and raised his eyelids: "You can buy whatever you want? So rich?"

money?Yang Ze's smile froze on his face: "..."

He fumbled in his pocket without confidence, and took out several colorful bills, none of which had a large denomination, not even a middle denomination.

Wu Li glanced at him, propped his jaw, and looked at him with a half-smile.

A look on his face that I knew.

Yang Ze stuffed the ticket back into his pocket, smiled and leaned over and said, "How about I give you a warm hug, the only one in the world?"

Wu Li put his finger against his head and shook his head.

Yang Ze retreated regretfully.

Wu Li: "Actually, you don't need to give it. Didn't I never give you a birthday present?"

Wu Li's birthday was in February, and Yang Ze's was in June. Last year, the two reconciled completely in July. June was still in a semi-cold war state, so it's not surprising that they didn't give gifts.

But Yang Ze just wanted to give it away. No matter what he gave away, it was his own trace. He liked Wu Li's own flavor.

But what to send?

This is a question to think about.

Wang Ying took the one-yuan banknotes exchanged from the supermarket and folded them. The money was a new currency, and it felt special in her hand. Wang Ying folded one and went to fold the next.

Yang Ze hurried in from the back door, panting heavily while fanning the wind.

He came early today, and while it was still early for class, he went to the basketball court for a walk, played basketball for a while, and tried his hand.

When passing by the faucet by the playground, I turned it on and wiped my face, wiping off the sweat from my forehead. The well water was icy cold, and spraying it on my face was really irritating.

Cool.

"Give me some paper." Yang Ze turned his head and asked his deskmate for toilet paper.

Wang Ying glanced at him, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to him.

"Played basketball?"

"Yeah." Yang Ze tore a few pieces, wiped the water stains on his face, stood up and threw it into the trash can not far away.

"You want to participate in the basketball game?" Wang Ying asked suspiciously.

"I won't participate." Yang Ze didn't say much, just glanced at the paper money in her hand, and asked casually, "What did you fold?"

"Heart." Wang Ying picked it up and showed it to him, "Xiao Yu taught me, I think this money is quite new, so I can't help but want to fold it."

Heart?

Looking at the angular heart-shaped banknotes in her hand, Yang Ze had an idea in his mind.

As the so-called sleepiness in spring, lack of sleep in autumn, nap in summer, and sleepless winter and March, in short, we are sleepy all year round regardless of whether it is warm or cold.Especially after the afternoon self-study, the sun outside the window is warm and warm, and everyone inside the window is full of sleepiness.

Wu Li was also sleepy. After class, after handing over the math homework to the class representative, he lay down on the table, intending to squat for a while.

Not long after he got down on the ground, he was hit on the head by something, he raised his head in trouble, and saw Yang Ze leaning against the back door with a mysterious expression on his face.

Seeing him straighten up, he ran in without a word, raised his hand on Wu Li's head, threw down a lot of things, turned around and ran away.

Wu Li looked puzzled.

He picked up the dime that fell on the table and looked at it, then picked up the others one by one, put them together and looked at them, with a strange expression on his face.

The banknotes are very new, probably not long after they were printed, and they are clean without any traces.

Wu Li is very "straight man", so he doesn't understand why Yang Ze is throwing him so many corners without saying a word.

No, I probably understand, after all, each one is folded into a heart shape.

Just show love to yourself.Wu Li understands.

But he didn't understand why there were so many of them.

One book is enough, and one heart is given to yourself.

Wu Li thinks so, could it be——

Qiqiao exquisite heart?

He picked it up with his fingertips, but the amount was wrong.

Yang Ze gave him eighteen tickets, nine for one yuan and nine for ten dimes, a total of nine yuan.

As soon as nine yuan was mentioned, Wu Li thought of the promotion of the daily necessities store in front of the school:

"Nine yuan for the whole audience, nine yuan for the whole audience, you can't buy it for nine yuan, you can't lose money, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, nine yuan is not too much, you can't go to Hong Kong and Singapore, nine yuan is not expensive, you can't go back and open A family will…”

Wu Li scratched the banknotes with his fingertips and thought to himself, what does Yang Ze mean to ask him to take the money to that store to buy something?

Do not understand.

"Straight man" Wu Li tapped his chin, confused.

His confusion was not answered until he met Li Nan downstairs.

Li Nan is indeed a person who has been in love, and he can understand the little thoughts of these lovers. He patted Wu Li on the shoulder and made fun of him: "Why do you want to buy special items for nine yuan, nine nine, nine nine A little more! Got it?"

Jiujiu is a little more, Jiujiu is a little more.

The folded heart-shaped banknote is a little more than ninety-nine, which means——

I have thought of you longer than ever.

Wu Li realized.

He looked at the pile of heart-shaped banknotes in his schoolbag with red ears, and thought: This guy is really nasty and sour.

But very happy.

Wu Li supported his head, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

Ze Yang did not sign up for the basketball game in the end, because he played really well.

In the county stadium with a flat concrete floor, a tall boy with short hair was standing under the net, throwing the ball seriously, and not far behind him stood another boy, dressed in white and black pants, with his right hand lazily in his pocket, Looking at the former and laughing.

He made ten shots from beyond the three-point line and scored one in total.

There is a high probability that a blind cat will invest only when it encounters a dead mouse.

Wu Li stood on the steps of the basketball court, leaning against the guardrail, and smiled meaningfully: "I feel more and more that it is a wise choice for you not to sign up."

At this level, even if you apply, you will not be selected.

Now most of the boys can play basketball, so it is not difficult to pick out a few good ones in a class.

Yang Ze hugged the basketball and glared at him depressedly: "You are amazing, how many shots can you make?"

"Let me try." Wu Li jumped down the steps with a light leap, took off his white coat and threw it in his bicycle pocket, reached out to catch the thrown basketball, felt it in his hand, and rested it in his hand. Protecting the ball with one hand, adjusting the strength and throwing it.

With a bang, the basketball went straight into the net without touching the rim.

Wu Li ran over, dribbled the ball and patted it, and made another three-point shot.

straight ahead.

Wu Li threw the ball into Yang Ze's arms.

"How? Rookie."

If it is a fluke to enter for the first time, it must be hit twice in a row.

Yang Ze became even more depressed: "...Haven't seen you play this game much?"

"You played a lot in junior high school, and you played physical education in high school. But you—" Wu Li looked him up and down, "You who claim to be athletic all over your body, how come you can't even play basketball? You don't know how to play basketball. What are you doing in class?"

Ze Yang: "..."

He blushed angrily and had a thick neck, defending himself: "Who, who said I can't play anymore? I just don't... not so good. Why don't you talk about football, I play football very well! I Table tennis and badminton are also good!!"

Of course Wu Li knew that he was good at football, table tennis and badminton, but he just didn't expect this guy to be so good at basketball.

It's too bad, I'm sorry if I don't laugh at it.

Wu Li twitched his lips and smiled slightly: "Why don't you change your name to Yang Caicai in the future."

Yang Ze gritted his teeth angrily.