Back to the past to fall in love [system]

Our school grass turned out to be mediocre.

When seeing Zheng Mingzhi again, Xu Ziran expressed such emotion in his heart.

In the eyes of Xu Ziran, an adult who has been influenced by the aesthetics of later generations, this schoolboy is not very strong, and his hairstyle and clothes are a bit rusty. He should probably be considered tall, thin, and handsome.

But if you think about it carefully, for high school students, such a tall, thin and refreshing boy with a little sense of self-grooming is already rare, not to mention, the other party is one of the best basketball players in the school.

In the eyes of high school students these days, playing basketball well can add an extra [-] points.

In the community classroom after school that day, when Tian Jiaqi strongly recommended him to join, she said the same thing: "He plays super good basketball, and people from other schools know that he has often participated in it since he was in junior high school." Competition, I heard that you can’t lose against college students, so you don’t know him, I guess [-]% of the girls in the school should know him..."

"I see." Xu Ziran nodded suddenly, "Then, there is no harm in letting him join."

She looked around and saw that except for Tian Jiaqi, no one else was too enthusiastic. If she thought about the fact that Cheng Haoyan actually liked Tian Jiaqi, Tian Jiaqi praised a boy so much, Cheng Haoyan's mood can be imagined.

But Xu Ziran felt that since he had helped her, he was a nice person, so it would be unreasonable to refuse, and their society couldn't stop adding people forever, and it would be nice to have a new atmosphere.

not to mention……

Xu Ziran looked at Tian Jiaqi, and always felt that the other party seemed to like Zheng Mingzhi very much.

Tian Jiaqi looked at the corridor outside the classroom with her hands on the table, and said excitedly: "Didn't you say that you came over after school at night, why haven't you come yet? Didn't you study late in the second year of high school? I remember it only in the third year of high school."

Tian Jiaqi's eyes were shining brightly, Xu Ziran hadn't seen the other party so excited for many years.

Of course, this may be the little girl's nympho, but compared to Tian Jiaqi's future boyfriend, Zheng Mingzhi looks so much better.

While thinking this way, Tian Jiaqi screamed and sat down, Xu Ziran heard footsteps coming from the stairs next to her, getting closer and closer, and finally appeared at the door of the classroom——

"Hey! Why are you?" Tian Jiaqi rolled her eyes in disgust.

Xia Qian raised one eyebrow, carried her schoolbag into the classroom, put it on a table with ease, and said, "Why? Can't it be me?"

Tian Jiaqi said unhappily: "You are not a member of our club, so it is shameless to come here every day to grab a seat."

Xia Qian snorted coldly: "The school's public property, why can't I come here, not to mention that I have to supervise whether Qiu Yurou is reading well."

Tian Jiaqi said, "What does Qiu Yurou have to do with you? Why do you supervise her?"

Xia Qian said: "We are opponents! Do our opponents understand?"

Xu Ziran felt a little upset when he heard this, and glanced at Xia Qian.

At this moment, she heard Qiu Yurou say, "I'm not your opponent."

Xia Qian's face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

Tian Jiaqi gloated and said, "What does it mean? You are not worthy of being an opponent."

As soon as the provocative words were uttered, the atmosphere suddenly became tense again. Just when Xu Ziran was wondering if Tian Jiaqi and Xia Qian were going to fight again, someone knocked on the door.

Xu Ziran raised his head, and saw a boy in a simple white T-shirt standing against the light at the door, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a clear face. Seeing her looking up, she showed a shy smile.

Xu Ziran suddenly understood why this person was a school grass.

The school grass, oh no, Zheng Mingzhi walked into the classroom, scratched his head and said, "I was disturbed by my classmates for a while, I'm sorry for being late."

The power of the school grass is really great. Tian Jiaqi and Xia Qian stopped making noise in an instant, and sat down like a lady. Xu Ziran couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. On the surface, he stood up solemnly to welcome Zheng Mingzhi, and said: "Welcome senior, senior Have you figured it out?"

Zheng Mingzhi approached and said, "Of course I've thought about it, as long as you don't object."

Xu Ziran glanced at Tian Jiaqi, then at Cheng Haoyan and Zhang Xuan, and said, "I don't think they have any objections."

Zheng Mingzhi laughed and said that he would hand in the form to the teacher tomorrow.

Xu Ziran described to him the tasks they should have in the next period of time, and Zheng Mingzhi immediately said that he had a basketball game next week, and he would definitely not do nothing.

Because Zheng Mingzhi is a newcomer, Xu Ziran, as the president, introduced the club members and goals of the club to him. Although Zheng Mingzhi is a sophomore in high school, he has no airs of a senior to Xu Ziran at all. It was Qi Wendong, a sophomore in high school, and he couldn't help feeling in his heart that the gap between people was indeed greater than the gap between people and dogs.

When she was expressing her appreciation for Zheng Mingzhi in her heart, the system suddenly reminded——

【Dear host, your target person is very unhappy, please be careful with your words and deeds. 】

[Dear host, aware of the new strategy target, is there a new target person? a yes, b no]

Xu Ziran: "..."

Xu Ziran viciously chose "No", and at the same time glanced at Qiu Yurou from the corner of the eye, wondering why the other party was unhappy again.

In the blurred peripheral vision, Qiu Yurou flipped through the novel with one hand on her chin, not looking at Xu Ziran.

Zheng Mingzhi asked: "Then basketball is indeed a kind of light culture. Your definition is really cunning."

Xu Ziran smiled smugly.

Zheng Mingzhi stretched out his hand and poked Xu Ziran's forehead, and said with a smile, "What's going on in your mind, how can you be so smart?"

The system issued a warning—[Warning: Dear host, please be careful with your words and deeds. 】

Xu Ziran: "..."

She thought that maybe she was dissatisfied with Qiu Yurou when she chatted with Zheng Mingzhi and neglected Qiu Yurou, so she quickly said: "Speaking of smartness, of course the smartest of us is Qiu Yurou, you must have heard of her, right?"

Zheng Mingzhi said, "Well, I've heard of it. I also heard that the origin of this matter is the reason why you want to establish a society. Why do you suddenly think so?"

--Huh?Why did the topic come to me again?

Xu Ziran glanced at Zheng Mingzhi, feeling something was wrong.

Of course, she has to admit that she is a little narcissistic person, so she is often not sure, when she feels that she is being taken care of, is it really someone who is taking care of her, or is it her own illusion.

After all, there was a time when she even felt that more than half of the people were looking at her when she was walking on the street.

She looked at Zheng Mingzhi and said, "In fact, everyone was willing in the beginning, and it's not just my credit."

Zheng Mingzhi said, "That's it, it's really amazing."

This time I did not turn the topic to Xu Ziran, Xu Ziran breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I have already told you most of the definition and activities of our club, now you can do what you like, even if you go to It doesn't matter if you play basketball outside."

Zheng Mingzhi smiled, moved a table from one side, put it in front of Xu Ziran's table, and said, "Let's feel the atmosphere here today, can you, President?"

While he was saying this, he turned his head and smiled at Xu Ziran, his smile was as warm as the sun.

Xu Ziran suddenly understood that this youthful handsomeness was probably different from the handsomeness she understood later, but something more superficial and transparent, just because this basketball boy did have a nice smile.

Regarding the accuracy of this matter, just listen to Tian Jiaqi's opinion on the way home.

Because Xia Qian and Zheng Mingzhi were going home by bus, they had no chance to travel with the rest of them. Therefore, except behind the school gate, Xu Ziran watched Tian Jiaqi completely give up her disguise and fell into a fan state.

"Senior Zheng is really handsome, so handsome, I really didn't expect him to join."

Zhang Xuan straightened his hairstyle and said, "Are you handsome? It turns out that your girls' aesthetics are like this."

"He looks like Jay Chou!"

The corner of Xu Ziran's mouth twitched, noncommittal.

In this day and age, probably any boy with single eyelids can be said to be like Jay Chou.

And fans are often blinded by the idol's talent...

Zhang Xuan asked suspiciously, "Jay Chou isn't handsome, is he?"

Tian Jiaqi said angrily: "Jay Chou is [-] times more handsome than you!"

……

Amidst the noise, Xu Ziran heard Qiu Yurou casually asking beside him, "Do you also think he is handsome?"

"It's average." Although Xu Ziran later admitted the possibility of the other party becoming a school grass, in essence, he still felt that their school grass was mediocre.

Qiu Yurou asked again: "Then who is your favorite star?"

"Ah? Me?" Xu Ziran will have an idol in the future, but the other idol hasn't debuted yet, so she thought about it and said, "I don't think so."

Out of wanting to continue the topic, Xu Ziran asked, "Then do you like anything?"

Qiu Yurou also shook her head, but said, "But I have an idol in my heart."

"Oh?" Xu Ziran looked curious.

At this time, they had already reached the intersection where they parted ways. In order to find out who Qiu Yurou's idol was, she stopped the bicycle, and then saw that Qiu Yurou also stopped.

Xu Ziran asked: "Who is your idol?"

Qiu Yurou didn't say anything immediately.

The other party's eyes stayed on Xu Ziran's face, but I don't know if it was because of the distant eyes, Xu Ziran didn't feel that the other party was watching her, but more like looking behind her.

Just when Xu Ziran wanted to turn around to see what was behind her, Qiu Yurou stretched out her hand and poked her on the forehead.

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

After saying this, Qiu Yurou stepped on the bicycle and gradually walked away on the other road.

Xu Ziran was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his forehead.

The touch of the fingertips resting on the forehead seems to be still on the forehead, and it spreads out in circles of scorching heat.

——Would Qiu Yurou actually do such a thing?

——It seems to feel the pressure of height again.

—Why leave it until tomorrow?

Among the various thoughts arising from Qiu Yurou's actions, Xu Ziran heard Tian Jiaqi shouting in front of her: "Cumin~ what are you doing~ come here~!"

Xu Ziran put away his dazed expression and chased after her.

When Qiu Yurou heard Tian Jiaqi's voice calling Xu Ziran, she couldn't help but look back.

She saw Xu Ziran rushing forward in response to the call, her shoulder-length mid-length hair fluttering in the air.

She looked at her fingertips that poked Xu Ziran's forehead, and couldn't figure out why she made such a move.

Will Xu Ziran feel offended?

Qiu Yurou thought this way with some sorrow, but quickly shook her head, thinking that she thought of Xu Ziran too meanly.

Xu Ziran probably wouldn't take such a thing to heart.

Thinking this way, Qiu Yurou poked her own cheek with the finger that poked Xu Ziran's forehead.

— Well, luckily it doesn't hurt.