I cried, I pretended

Song Mingwang's brain froze for several seconds before he could react. He scratched his messy curly hair. Although he was a little surprised, it wasn't particularly strange.

He knows that this kind of physiological phenomenon is normal, every boy will have it, and he is no exception, and his frequency is very small, so today it will suddenly appear and he will not be able to react for a while.

He didn't have the slightest idea of ​​connecting it with Cheng Wang's dream, after all, it seemed to him that it was nonsense, even more absurd than Tian Mengmeng being able to enter the top [-].

The No. 2000 Middle School is about to usher in the sports meeting in the second half of the year. The squad leader Xu Su is in charge of counting the registration status of various sports events. When he sees that there is no one reporting the time for the men's [-] meters, he has a plan in mind.

"Mingwang." He warmly called out to Song Mingwang who was about to fetch water.

Song Mingwang was stunned, "What's the matter?" He had a good impression of this gentle and polite monitor who always smiled.

"Wait a minute, if Cheng Wang comes back, tell him that I have something to look for him."

Song Mingwang pursed his lips subconsciously, a little confused why he was called. Could it be that he and Cheng Wang looked familiar?

"Why are you calling me?"

Xu Su smiled, "Aren't you at the same table?"

"……All right."

But Cheng Wang didn't go back to the classroom all morning, and Song Mingwang saw him when he came out of the cafeteria and passed the playground at noon.

"What are you looking at?" Tian Meng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Song Mingwang turned a corner at his feet and walked towards the basketball court.

"Hey! What are you crazy about!" Tian Mengmeng quickly followed his footsteps.

There are many people around the basketball court, most of them are girls. Although they all seem to be chatting with their companions in a reserved manner, as if they just came out of the cafeteria to eat and take a stroll, their eyes are all poking at the court.

A group of boys were playing basketball on the basketball court. Although it was about to enter November, they didn't seem to be afraid of the cold in this weather. The clothes they were wearing were very thin, probably due to sweating during exercise.

The tallest boy on the field is also the most eye-catching. He is intercepting the ball in the opponent's hand, with a focused and serious expression. Because of the amount of shaking from side to side, his black hair is slightly scattered and slightly covers his eyes.

In an instant, he slapped the opponent's ball away with lightning speed, then caught a light turn and ran towards the basket.

The interception was successful, and cheers and whistles came from all around.

"Kang—"

The basketball throws a beautiful parabola in the air, then spins and falls into the hoop.

"Goal! As expected of Brother Wang."

"It's awesome! You intercepted it before I even realized it!"

Sitting on the steps in the basketball court, Zhou Yao pursed her lips reservedly, pretending not to realize the jealous eyes cast by the girls outside.

Cheng Wang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"It's been a while since I played basketball. Why are you still so good?" Tang Qin whistled carelessly.

Cheng Huang smiled, "You're not bad either."

"Stop praising me, I know what level I am." Tang Qin waved his hand.

Cheng Huan laughed, and inadvertently looked at Song Mingwang who was standing outside the court, and his expression paused.

Song Mingwang looked at Cheng Wang surrounded by people, thinking wildly in his mind, suddenly saw that he noticed him, and quickly waved for him to come over.

Tang Tan also saw Song Mingwang, and said with a smile, "Why is the little fool here? He doesn't want to play basketball, does he? With his small body."

Cheng Yao didn't speak.

Song Ming saw that he didn't move, and hurriedly made a trumpet shape with both hands, trying to call his name loudly.

At this time, Cheng Wang finally moved, and actually walked towards him.

Zhou Yao looked in his direction, and when she saw Song Mingwang, her expression changed slightly.

"Where are you going, brother?"

The boy who played basketball together was puzzled and called him.

Tang Tan patted him on the shoulder with a complicated expression, "He won't be able to come back for a while."

"Why, who is that?" The person who spoke was the sports committee member of the eighth class next door, named Xue Wei, and he was the only one in the field who could compete with Cheng Wang in physical strength.

"The transfer students in our class are stupid as hell, but Brother Wang is watching closely."

"Stupid? I heard he is the first in grade."

"What's the matter? Do you mean Brother Wang is protecting him?"

Song Mingwang didn't hear other people discussing himself, he looked at Cheng Wang standing in front of him.

"The monitor is calling you."

Maybe it was because of the strenuous exercise, fine sweat broke out on Cheng Wang's forehead, and his black hair was scattered on his forehead. He casually squeezed the mineral water bottle and let out a hum.

"Any thing else?"

Song Mingwang struggled for a while, and finally muttered softly, "...Your coat was washed and put in your desk pocket."

The coat from the library was still with him last time. Of course he didn't wash the clothes. He had never washed clothes before, and his self-care ability was completely zero. It was Song Yulan who found the coat and threw it into the washing machine to wash together.

"understood."

Cheng Wang casually threw out the empty mineral water bottle, the body of the bottle drew a beautiful curve in the air, and then fell into the trash can with a bang.

"Why are you so accurate in everything?" Song Mingwang finally let out a sincere admiration.

"Our elder brother is more accurate."

Suddenly, a handsome boy with wheat-colored skin jumped out from nowhere, hooked Song Mingwang's neck familiarly, and joked about it with a smile.

Cheng Wang took a look at the hand that was put on his shoulder intimately, and frowned calmly.

Song Mingwang didn't understand, so he pushed his hands away with difficulty to reveal his head, and said in a daze, "What?"

"Want to know that much?" The boy grinned.

Song Mingwang nodded curiously.

The boy leaned close to his ear and didn't know what to say, then Song Mingwang looked at Cheng Wang with a shocked face, his eyes widened, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Cheng Huan frowned even tighter. He probably knew what Xue Wei said, so he called his name coldly.

"Xue Wei."

Xue Wei chuckled, then rubbed Song Mingwang's hairy head, "I'm lying to you, you are really easy to deceive, let me introduce myself, I am Xue Wei from Class [-]."

Song Mingwang felt that he was being tricked, so he didn't feel good about him, so he stretched out his hand and knocked off his groping hand.

"Stay away from me, you smell of sweat, it stinks to death." After finishing speaking, she covered her nose to show that she wasn't lying.

Cheng Juan's brows were slightly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were raised, but the arc was so small that it could not be easily noticed.

Tang Tan who rushed over just heard these words, and his heart really came, he is worthy of your nickname of Chat Terminator.

However, Xue Wei didn't look like a normal person either. After realizing it, he laughed heartily and said heartily, "I just sweated a little after playing, but that's normal. It's not normal if you don't sweat."

Song Mingwang muttered softly, but couldn't hear what he was saying.

Cheng Wang looked at him and asked, "You came alone?"

"No." After Song Mingwang finished speaking, he subconsciously went to find Tian Mengmeng's figure. Before he could make a sound after finding him, Tian Mengmeng abruptly looked away, whistling, his eyes swaying here and there, his face full of tears. "I don't know you" look.

"..."

"Your name is Song Mingwang, right? Do you want to play with us?" Xue Wei asked enthusiastically.

Tang Tan: "Him? With his small body, if you hit him, he might be in the hospital."

Song Mingwang hated others looking down on him the most. Being so provoked by Tang Qin, he couldn't find the southeast and northwest immediately, and said directly: "Who said I can't play basketball anymore? I started playing basketball when I was three years old!"

"I still play basketball, I think it's playing football." Tang Qin laughed unceremoniously.

But in the end, Song Mingwang still couldn't hold back, once his temper became stubborn, even nine cows couldn't be pulled back.

Only Cheng Wan frowned calmly.

Song Mingwang took off his heavy coat, revealing the light-colored sweater underneath, with a cartoon bear on it, which drew good-natured laughter from everyone.

Song Mingwang did not lie, he did play basketball when he was a child, because his mother saw that he almost stayed at home and did not go out. He had no exercise at all and had a terrible headache. Finally, he installed a simple children's basket at home to let him at least exercise his body.

However, her painstaking efforts were destined to fail after Song Mingwang found out that she still couldn't make shots.

"Pass the ball." The person next to him shouted anxiously.

Song Mingwang was in a hurry, and the speaker was blocked by the other party. For a moment, he didn't know who to vote for. Before his mind had time to think, his hands had already reacted instinctively.

He subconsciously passed the ball to Cheng Wang.

"..."

Cheng Huan was stunned, as if he hadn't expected it, but he quickly reacted and took the ball, and his figure nimbly passed the crowd's interception.

"Stop him!"

As the words fell, Cheng Juan suddenly jumped up and poured the ball into the basket.

"Goal!" Tang Tan gave him a high five.

"hiss-"

Song Mingwang was hit hard on the head, "Why are you passing it to Brother Lu? We are two teams! I am your teammate."

Xue Wei smiled and tried to smooth things over, "He must be nervous when he first arrived."

It was rare for Song Mingwang not to refute, he lowered his head dejectedly, he knew it was too embarrassing, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

He also didn't understand why he passed it on to Cheng Wang.

Cheng Juan was talking to Tang Tan, and stopped to look at him for several times, his expression paused, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Wang, you are not worried about the little fool, are you?" Tang Qin felt a little puzzled.

Cheng Wang didn't answer, but said: "Didn't you just say you don't play?"

"Yes." Mentioning this matter, Tang Qin patted his head, "I have to go, and I have to support Congee Congee. The girls in her class always target her, so she is a bit out of group."

After this incident, Song Mingwang didn't have the mood to continue typing. After returning to the classroom, he lay down listlessly on the table, feeling someone sitting down beside him, knowing who came back, and didn't have the strength to open his eyes to look.

He slept on the table all afternoon. The teachers of all subjects felt a little strange when they noticed it, but they were a little thankful in their hearts, because it meant that no one raised their hands in class to interrupt him and say that there is another simpler solution. .

After class, several boys were still discussing about playing basketball in his ear.

"Tang Qin's move is really powerful. We sent Xiao Ming to the opponent, and our class really won."

"Haha, that's right, I'm really happy to see the faces of those in Class [-]."

After speaking, one of them patted Song Mingwang on the head, "Thank you, if it wasn't for you to be an undercover agent, we would have to fight a few more rounds."

"That's right, Brother Wang is here, and a group of girls are standing outside to watch. Damn, it's like playing an entertainment match into the NBA, and each of them can't wait to put all their energy into feeding."

Song Mingwang wished he could bury his head like an ostrich, suddenly he felt that the person next to him seemed to stand up, and then there was the sound of a chair being pulled.

The boys who were talking suddenly fell silent for some reason, but Song Mingwang couldn't see because his head was lying on his stomach.

The surroundings were clean again, but he couldn't sleep well even when he lay on the table, and couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. Finally, he decided to get up and do a set of physical papers to adjust his emotions.

As a result, as soon as he sat up straight, the phone in the pocket of the school uniform vibrated.

He took it out and took a look. After seeing the message above, he was startled, and went to confirm the name of the person who sent the message.

Cheng Wang: What do you want to eat?