I'll kiss you again

Feng Jingjing asked: "Have you finished the trial?"

Zhou Zhe nodded with a smile.

Feng Jingjing asked again: "Are you satisfied?"

Zhou Zhe smiled and nodded again: "Satisfied."

After nodding, someone came next to him.

The two separated, Zhou Zhe looked at Feng Jingjing who left in front of him, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Are you satisfied? Of course not.

How did she answer it?

Feng Jingjing didn't give her a chance to answer again, and walked out of the exhibition hall one step ahead.

Zhou Zhe felt that he missed a hundred million, and followed her silently.

On the way home, the two met a young man sitting by a bouquet of roses at the subway station, playing a guitar and singing love songs.

At this time, the control of the subway station was not as strict as it was later, and there were always some existences that were different from the style of passers-by in a hurry.

Zhou Zhe looked at the young man who sang love songs, thinking that he was probably out to play and exercise his courage, but he didn't know what happened to the big bunch of roses beside him.

The man glanced at Zhou Zhe and Feng Jingjing who were standing in front of him, and continued to sing love songs leisurely.

Zhou Zhe had never heard of this melody, so he probably wrote it himself.

So a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the end of the song, Zhou Zhe spoke up: "Is your rose a prop for the performance?"

The other party adjusted the strings unhurriedly, and explained with a smile: "Tell you two, I now find that singing here not only exercises courage, but also observes life."

He raised his chin at the big bouquet of roses beside him: "That's it, an hour ago a very tall and handsome man chased a very beautiful and temperamental woman, just to block her beauty here If you want to send her flowers to ask for forgiveness, you will cry on your knees, saying that you won’t get up if you don’t accept it.”

Zhou Zhe simply squatted beside him and listened to the story, "And then."

"Then? Then the woman scolded the man, saying he was shameless. It was fierce."

"I guess so."

"That man just scolded him and refused to leave. Not only did he not leave, but he also refused to let the beautiful woman leave. He was a stalker. The beautiful woman was silent for a while, and then she took the rose."

"How did that happen?"

"I'm also surprised that the stalker can still succeed!? I'll learn the same way later!"

"Yes."

"Just as I was thinking that, the beautiful woman walked towards me and gave me flowers."

Twists and turns laughed.

Feng Jingjing couldn't laugh or cry when she saw that she was talking about cross talk with a person she met by chance.

Zhou Zhe looked at her gentle smiling face, thought about it, and said to the young man who sang, "May I sing a song?"

The man gave her the guitar quite generously, "Of course, come on!"

Zhou Zhe smiled a little shyly, and said: "I wrote it myself, but I haven't filled in the lyrics yet, so just hum it casually."

She said this while looking at Feng Jingjing, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious, it was just a temporary intention to sing for Feng Jingjing.

Feng Jingjing's smile deepened: "Then let me listen carefully."

Zhou Zhe's voice is clear and clean, and his intonation is also good. Humming the simple melody he wrote, it is a kind of enjoyment for the ears.

Occasionally someone passed by, and some people would be attracted by the beautiful girl who was humming and stop.

Zhou Zhe only had Feng Jingjing standing opposite her in his heart.

This is a melody written with Feng Jingjing's face in mind, I can't help it, I can't help it.

When some pedestrians had gathered around, the melody of twists and turns came to an end.

Everyone booed: "One more song!"

Zhou Zhe shook his head, returned the guitar, stood up and returned to Feng Jingjing.

The young man who sang had eyes that could see through everything, and he took out the brightest flower from the bunch of flowers beside him, and threw it towards Zou Zhe through the air.

Zhou Zhe quickly caught it and looked at him puzzled.

He winked at Zhou Zhe: "It sounds good, but are you missing some props to match the performance?"

Zhou Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then followed his gaze to look at Feng Jingjing again.

"You didn't sing this song for me, and you didn't sing it for them, right?" he said again.

The crowd of onlookers had almost dispersed, leaving only a few young students from nearby colleges who looked very idle.

Zhou Zhe held a rose branch in his hand, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he stared deeply into Feng Jingjing's eyes.

"Give it to her!"

I don't know who among the onlookers shouted first, and the others quickly followed suit.

"Send flowers!"

"Give her flowers!"

Feng Jingjing smiled without saying a word.

Zhou Zhe handed the rose over, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Hey, don't be disgusted with borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

Feng Jingjing took the flowers very naturally, grabbed Zhou Zhe's hand that was about to be withdrawn, and led her out of the crowd.

Zhou Zhe said, "You don't like being watched by so many people?"

Feng Jingjing walked in front, holding her wrist and did not let go. Hearing this, he explained casually: "I know I don't like so many people looking at you."

God knows how cute and charming Zhou Zhe was with his little expression just now and when he sang.

Thinking of this, she suddenly stopped.

Unprepared, Zhou Zhe bumped into her, and the tip of his nose brushed against her cheek, instantly thinking of the soft, smooth and wonderful touch when his lips were pressed against her.

Can't help but feel distracted.

Feng Jingjing was very serious, staring into her eyes and said: "If you want to sing for me in the future, just sing in a place with few people."

Zhou Zhe was puzzled: "Why?"

"Because you sing so well, I can't bear to let others hear it too."

Feng Jingjing explained it very calmly, as if it should be so.

Zhou Zhe nodded: "Okay, anyway, I don't really like singing to others."

Feng Jingjing changed the subject and said, "I like roses very much."

Zhou Zhe adjusted his thinking according to her words, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Then I will continue to see you off in the future."

"Then do you know that roses are flowers for lovers?" Feng Jingjing continued to walk forward, with a chatty tone.

Zhou Zhe said: "Of course I know, the language of flowers is 'I love you'."

Feng Jingjing said: "Then you still send me off."

"Because I love you, I like you so much."

Zhou Zhe stretched out his right hand towards Feng Jingjing, who turned around and looked at him, and made a heartfelt gesture between his index finger and thumb.

Her expression was agile and her eyes were cunning, so that Feng Jingjing carefully distinguished the seriousness and the joke in her eyes.

Seeing the heart shape that Zhou Zhe made with two fingers in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but frowned: "Where did you learn this gesture?"

If I remember correctly, this so-called heart-to-heart relationship suddenly became popular with the further development of the Internet a few years later, and it can be seen everywhere for a while.

However this time...

Zhou Zhe quickly withdrew his right hand, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I discovered it by accident, don't you think it's funny?"

Feng Jingjing nodded thoughtfully, "Very cute."

If it's a twists and turns, it shouldn't be very strange to occasionally come up with some novel ideas.

When Zhou Zhe was sitting in the car returning home, he only dared to bury his head in playing with his mobile phone with a guilty conscience.

I haven't watched it for a day, and the chat in the class group is very lively. I clicked in and took a look, and the sports committee was shouting news about the registration for the sports meeting.

Although the news about the campus autumn sports meeting has long been distributed to all classes, their class sports committee has been passively slowing down due to sickness and leave, and it is only now that they are busy with registration matters.

The sports committee yelled in the group: "One thousand five! One thousand five! Is there anyone else who has reported one thousand five!"

Someone lined up at the bottom to reply: "I"

Sports Committee: "Ok once a thousand and five times!"

"Add me."

"One thousand and five times!"

……

Zhou Zhe turned up the chat history and found that the registration list for the school basketball game had been finalized.

There are not only boys' basketball games, but the school has always insisted that girls also form teams to enjoy this team sport.

The amazing thing is that under the persistent publicity of the school all the year round, the basketball court of No. [-] Middle School is usually occupied by men and women half the sky, and there is no worry about not having enough players for the team when playing games.

Unhappy with the twists and turns, he made a high-profile speech in the group: "Won't you take me to the basketball game? What about your conscience?"

The sports committee responded in a high-profile way: "I'm just afraid that our team won't be able to withstand a girl like you."

Many melon-eating people who had been silent for a while suddenly popped up and laughed. As a girl with a wide range of hobbies and interests like the wind, basketball is a sport that naturally needs to be touched.

And ever since I accidentally discovered that Feng Jingjing would sometimes stand in the corridor and look in the direction of the basketball court in the previous life, Zhou Zhe became more interested.

Her psychology is very simple, Feng Jingjing likes to watch, so she must seize every opportunity to attract the attention of the other party.

Therefore, the twists and turns every time he played were extremely high-profile, and in order to show off, he continued to perform tricks.

teamwork?What teamwork?

tactics?What tactics?

As long as the posture is cool, nothing else matters!

In this way, Zhou Zhe became a well-known windy girl in the class, and no one could control her movements on the field, including herself.

Zhou Zhe: "Sports Committee, brother, big brother, give me a chance, it is related to my lifelong happiness!"

Sports Committee: "No, this really won't work, no problem."

Zhou Zhe: "Can't substitute?"

Sports Committee: "Unless you promise to be a substitute who will never play."

A few lines of "ha ha ha ha" are quickly discharged at the bottom.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Then is there any cool project that no one has signed up for? I'll do it!"

Sports committee: "Discus throwing, shot put, javelin throwing, long-distance running [-]. Boss Zhou, let me analyze it for you. Among them, [-] games are suitable for your temperament."

Twists and turns: "?"

Fei Jin who popped up suddenly: "Because you are a girl with the same advantage on the basketball court. It must be the same when you are running long distances."

Everyone: "Hahahahaha" ×N.

Zhou Zhe was a bit hit: "You have hurt my crystal exquisite girl heart. Goodbye!"

When she turned her attention away from the phone, she met Feng Jingjing's gaze on her. She couldn't help but feel a jump in her heart, and she confessed: "I asked about the sports meeting next week in the class."

Feng Jingjing asked subconsciously: "Are you going to participate in the basketball game?"

Zhou Zhe sighed: "It's full, they don't like to take me to play."

Feng Jingjing saw how pitiful she looked with her drooping head, so he patted her head and comforted her: "If you like it, it's the same everywhere."

Zhou Zhe thought of the small thoughts hidden in his heart, and he was really a little embarrassed to say that he liked it, so he turned his head and smiled at Feng Jingjing pretending to be stupid: "If you think about it this way, it seems that you are really not so disappointed."

It's no wonder she wasn't so disappointed, but she really wanted to take this opportunity to be handsome in front of Feng Jingjing!As a result, he was publicly disliked.

Just very sad.

"I think I play very handsomely, my posture is very cool, and my movements are very stylish." Zhou Zhe can only relieve his inner depression by boasting, "Those people really don't understand appreciation."

The author has something to say: The little sister who can play basketball is super cute!Uh huh~