Aquaman, did he roll over today?

The next day, the atmosphere in the class was solemn, so quiet that a needle could be heard, Fei Zongwei's face was as sinking as water. With his palms on the podium, he scanned the silent class. After calculating that it was almost time, he said slowly with a sullen face: "You guys It was the worst fast class I have ever taken! What a disappointment!"

It is said that teachers all over the world have said such a sentence.

"Pfft," Bai Sanpang couldn't help laughing.

Fei Zongwei slammed the lesson plan heavily on the podium, "Bai Zihao, why are you laughing? Come on, come on stage and laugh!"

Bai Sanpang coughed, "No, teacher, I farted just now."

The whole class suddenly burst into laughter, diluting the dignified atmosphere a lot.

"..." Fei Zongwei frowned, and stared with a downcast face.

The surging air stopped for an instant.

"I only found out today that the students in the foreign class have such a good relationship with the girls in our class! If you are good, you don't want to learn, but you want to learn to take secret photos!" Fei Zongwei said, taking out three mobile phones from his pocket and smashing them on the podium On, a mobile phone case flew out.

"I won't call the roll call, who stood up for me!"

Several girls looked at each other, and finally bowed their heads and stood up.

"I'll go to the playground to do a self-criticism later!" Fei Zongwei threw down such a sentence.

Teacher Fei was the one who disliked this kind of inappropriate behavior the most. He not only confiscated several mobile phones, but also applied to the school leaders for a pre-examination mobilization meeting in the playground.

Due to the bad nature of this matter, it needs to be dealt with seriously, and considering the recent failure of school discipline and the lack of enthusiasm for the college entrance examination, the school leaders also agreed.

After Fei Zongwei left, the stagnant group erupted into discussions: "How did the old class find out about this?"

The most well-informed person in the class immediately said: "I heard that someone wrote an anonymous letter."

"Fuck, who is it?"

"Qi Yi...he didn't come today either."

"Who could it be?"

There was a breeze blowing in from outside the window. Song Che was sitting on the seat by the window. With a flick of his fingertips, he put down the pen he was holding, slightly bent his wrist, and unscrewed the bottle of steaming water on the table slowly. Take a sip.

This day, all the teachers and students of No. [-] Middle School gathered in the playground after running and practicing. Several girls covered their faces and came to the stage to make self-criticism, but the protagonist Qi Yi was the only one who was not present.

Although the trip to the Internet cafe failed yesterday, Qi Yi couldn’t stop Qi Yi from exploring the new game. After returning home, he changed into a cotton-padded jacket with light-colored slacks underneath, and started to create a lol account with cat-faced slippers on his feet. .

As a result, the more I played, the more addicted I became, and I successfully fell asleep the next day.

When he arrived at school again, Qi Yi noticed a subtle change in the way the whole class looked at him.

Especially girls, several girls have red eye sockets.

Song Che frowned. He had just stood up when Bai Sanpang nimbly squeezed beside Qi Yi, and told about what happened yesterday when he was not around. When it came to Fei Zongwei, he even threw his fat in public After performing for a while, the performance was vivid, "You are really the worst class I have ever led!"

The tone of voice was so vivid that it made the few girls who were aggrieved laugh.

"Knock, knock." At this moment, someone knocked on the classroom door.

"Is Qi Yi here?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison. The peeling wall had been repainted two days ago. It was dazzlingly white. There was a tall and long-legged person leaning against the wall at the backlit doorway. It was a solid-color T-shirt that was blown into waves by the wind.

"Why did the Sports Committee of the next class ask Qi Yi?"

"It seems that the visitor is not good."

The man keenly found Qi Yi, walked over slowly with his pockets in his pocket, and finally pressed his hand on the table, his bare wheat-colored forearm was muscular and exuded young male hormones, he looked down at Qi Yi from a high position, full of flamboyant provocation , the eyebrows and eyes are not yet fully opened, with a slightly green look.

After looking up and down, he sneered, "It's not very good, it's thin and short, and it's just a face..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him changed. Song Che stood in front of Qi Yi, his voice was very weak, and anyone could hear the warning in his tone, "Luo Ning."

"Why are you nervous?" Luo Ning shrugged, and went to look at Qi Yi again, "Will you play ball? Come and play?"

Song Che was about to speak, but the boy stopped him first, "Song Che, you're not his nanny, right? You can't represent Qi Yi either. Just a game of basketball, you won't be afraid, right?"

The first half of the sentence is to Song Che, and the second half is to Qi Yi.

It's really a bad comer!

The class atmosphere was mobilized immediately.

Song Che frowned, "Luo Ning, do you want to compare your own strengths to those of others?"

Luo Ning returned with a lazy smile, "They're all in the same school, the same grade, and they're all men, what's so unfair?"

Bai Sanpang sneaked up to Qi Yi, and said in a low voice, "Hey, that's the case, Luo Ning's girlfriend seems to like you very much, and the secret filming was also organized by his girlfriend. He didn't know about his girlfriend until he publicly reviewed you yesterday. The friend even gave him a cuckold, and his face was not right at that time... He must have come to find fault with him!"

A boy next to him laughed, "You observed so carefully? Can you see that Luo Ning's face didn't change at that time?"

"go with!"

Qi Yi had a lollipop rolled on the tip of his tongue, and when he heard this, he smashed his mouth and tasted a sweet taste.

How many times has this been the first time I have taken the blame for no reason?

Song Che: "I'll compete with you on his behalf."

Luo Ning: "Who are you? Why should you replace him?"

Song Che: "What right do you have to force others?"

The two were looking at each other coldly, and the surrounding audience was also watching with excitement. Suddenly, the boy said, "Wait a minute, there are still 10 seconds left."

Seeing that he didn't raise his head, Luo Ning thought he was afraid, but when he heard this sentence, he bent down and looked in the drawer, his forehead was so angry that the veins twitched.

Qi Yi watched the game again and again to pass the level, stood up and faced Luo Ning, "Let's go, the playground."

Luo Ning sneered, not talking nonsense, and led the way ahead, while a few tall boys in the same class holding the ball who were waiting outside the door hurriedly followed.

"Brother Luo, it's done? He agreed?"

Luo Ning glanced at the boy, "I want to teach him a lesson."

When going downstairs, Bai Sanpang touched Qi Yi and pointed in the direction, "That's the school beauty, Yun Ziyin, Luo Ning's girlfriend."

Qi Yi yawned, "Tell me how to play basketball."

Bai Sanpang: "...you don't know how to feel?"

Song Che frowned, but he cared about another thing, "You didn't come to class yesterday, didn't you sleep well at night?"

"I played a few times lol."

"Don't play games all night."

"Let me tell you, next time I will take you with me, I already know how to play."

The two of you said something to each other, and Bai Sanpang was conscientiously explaining the rules by the side. He knew that Qi Yi was focused on two things, so he was listening.But most of the students who followed behind to watch the fun didn't know it, they just felt that the atmosphere of the three of them was so strange, Qi Yi wanted them to explain the rules, and they just chatted with Song Che over the game.

In the end, Bai Sanpang concluded his statement, "In short, the lunch break is only half an hour, and Luo Ning suggested that the possibility of soloing with you is the greatest."

In fact, he was also guessed.

Soon, a large wave of people arrived at the basketball court.

Luo Ning twirled the basketball with his fingertips, and twisted his neck, "It will be self-study at noon in 10 minutes. Let's play a simple game. Let's play solo. As long as you score one goal, I will lose."

"Well, it's not embarrassing you, is it?"

Qi Yi nodded, clapped his hands, "Ball."

Luo Ning passed the ball to him, Qi Yi caught it, and the next second, the basketball hit the basket in a straight line.

"boom--"

A piece of the ball basket was instantly dented by the impact, and the so-called high-strength tempered glass ball plate with strong impact resistance cracked like snowflakes.

Passers-by and two classes of students who just watched the excitement, "..."

A group of boys sitting on the sidelines stood up abruptly, looking at each other in shock.

Luo Ning spit out a sentence, "...Damn it."

Bai Sanpang, "Damn! Is this thing made of paper!"

What Song Che thought was, is Zhang from the day before yesterday still alive?

Luo Ning opened his mouth. He originally wanted to ask if you were Juli, but then he thought, maybe the ball basket itself is about to break down, and it happened to be exposed when it was smashed.

It has become the instinct of most people to use known common sense to understand the unknown, and the crowd of onlookers have also found reasonable explanations that they think are reasonable.

Luo Ning picked up the basketball and pointed to another location, "The one here is no longer usable, let's go to the opposite side."

Taking advantage of the change of scene, Bai Sanpang, who saw the doorway, quietly leaned into Qi Yi's ear, "Shooting the ball must go into the basket net, hitting the basket like just now is not considered a goal."

Qi Yi smashed his mouth and bit the last piece of the lollipop into pieces. Song Che stretched out his hand, and Qi Yi naturally handed him the small stick.

Luo Ning, who secretly noticed this scene, was about to lose his eyesight.

Throwing the candy stick into the trash can, Song Che asked, "The basket just now..."

Qi Yi said, "Accident."

Song Che nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Soon, everyone moved to the new stadium, and someone ran to test the strength of the basket.The school was refurbished two days ago. Not only was it painted, but also the old equipment was replaced. This basketball hoop was newly shipped. The ball hit the toughened board, and the board did not move at all.

The man made a pass gesture.

"Luo Ning, come on!" Led by a tall boy, the students in class two started to cheer.

Song Che, "Qi Yi, come on!"

Bai Sanpang, "Come on, come on!"

A group of classmates watching the excitement also shouted.

The strength between the top classes is always invisible. This month our class has an average score higher than yours, and next month your class has an average score higher than ours. This is the first time that Class [-] and Class [-] have faced each other head-on, and the slogans are louder and louder. .

It was as if he had forgotten the school rule that he was not allowed to play during the lunch break.

Meanwhile, in the teacher's office.

"Old Fei," said the head teacher of the second class, who was watering the succulents on the window sill, "how can I hear the voice of the little fat guy in your class?"

Fei Zongwei finished grading a paper, stopped writing, reached for the water glass next to him, and took a sip slowly, "How is it possible? Then I said I heard the name of your class Luo Ning."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but then, the shouts outside the window almost resounded through the sky——

"Qi Yi, come on!"

"Come on, Luo Ning!"

"..." Teacher Fei almost choked on a mouthful of tea water into his throat.

The head teacher of the second class stood at the window, maintaining the movement of watering in his hand, pouring water from the kettle continuously, and he didn't know when the pot was poured out: "..."

Qi Yi stood in the middle of the court, with the wind blowing his hair. He smiled and waved towards Song Che outside the court. Then he clenched his right fist on his left chest and made a gesture of cheering. Generally speaking, he is handsome and cute. The knowing blow of the value made the slogans of the two classes a lot quieter.

The veins on Luo Ning's forehead twitched again, and he sank down to take a standard defensive posture.

To see if a person knows how to play basketball, one can tell from the way he holds the ball. He thought that preventing a rookie was like drinking water, but as the game started, Luo Ning felt an indescribable feeling.

Qi Yi's movement speed is faster than the professional players he has encountered during training, but this is not the point. The point is that the human body has a blind spot. Qi Yi seems to be able to accurately grasp his blind spot. Once caught, after entering the blind spot Before he could adjust, Luo Ning watched the basketball go into the hoop.

Once, yes.

Two yes, yes.

Three times...still.

He couldn't keep an eye on Qi Yi.

Luo Ning had to admit it.

The sound of cheering from the two classes gradually fell silent, and the shouting from the first class became mighty, but immediately afterwards, a loud roar full of majestic anger could be heard clearly in the entire basketball court——

"You guys are out of order!"

"Fuck! Old Fei is here!"

"Lao Shi is here too!"

When I was a student, there was no sentence more terrifying than "the teacher is here".

Luo Ning was hit like a dream, and before he recovered, he was hastily dragged away by a few buddies.

A competition was forced to come to an abrupt end.

Qi Yi also followed Song Che and ran to the classroom with the crowd.

Bai Sanpang didn't know which corner was rushed to by the panic-stricken people.

Without everyone's knowledge, this video was also posted on the Internet, ushering in another wave of discussions, but this time it was not praise, but dense black material.

Qi Yi's personal image suffered unprecedented damage.