Zhou Shao of Rebirth

After school, Zhou Heng asked Yu Sheng to go back first, and then he walked slowly to the school gate with his schoolbag.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Lin Wanfeng again on the playground. He was playing basketball with a few boys.

Unexpectedly, this grandson lost a car and was still in the mood to play basketball. Zhou Heng's already bad mood became even darker.

"Hey, Young Master Zhou, do you want to play together?" A tall boy shouted at him.

Zhou Heng couldn't remember his name, and seeing that he and Lin Wanfeng were not in the same team, he nodded, threw his schoolbag aside, and trotted over.

After walking past, I found that there was another old acquaintance in the team. Zhou Heng greeted him, and the other party turned away with a cold snort.

"I'm the captain, and I haven't spoken yet. Who allowed him to join in?" Xu Yang yelled at the tall boy just now.

The boy originally thought that Zhou Heng would join Lin Wanfeng's team, just to give them a little abuse, but he didn't expect that the other party would stand firmly in their camp, what's wrong with this?

He touched his head in embarrassment, smiled mischievously, and glanced at Lin Wanfeng.

The first time Lin Wanfeng saw Zhou Heng, he immediately thought of his scrapped car, and his heart ached, but he couldn't ask him for compensation.

Zhou Heng made a suddenly realized expression, and said to Xu Yang: "You don't think you remember the incident at noon, do you? She came to the door on her own initiative."

Xu Yang stared at him, with a face in Chinese characters that looked like Zhong Kui, and the boys who watched him thought that he would beat someone up the next moment.

Zhou Heng didn't seem to notice. He walked over and put his hand on the other's shoulder, comforting him earnestly: "Actually, you should thank me. If it wasn't for me, would you have found out that the woman is a fickle thing? Brother, be careful!"

Everyone sweated secretly. Although Xu Yang's background was not as strong as Zhou Heng's, I heard that he had studied martial arts. None of the gangsters inside and outside the school dared to provoke him, and even the teacher dared to beat him up when he became impulsive.

Xu Yang threw away the hands on his shoulders, and said with a sneer, "Hmph, thank you so much, Young Master Zhou!"

He pointed to a thin boy in the team, and the boy left the stage spontaneously.

"Since we want to fight, then we must play it seriously. The losing side is not allowed to appear on the basketball court for one month!"

Lin Wanfeng and the others were confused. Seeing Zhou Heng standing beside Xu Yang indifferently, they knew that the other party had no intention of coming.

"Young Master Zhou, you were injured last night. Is it really okay to play basketball?"

Lin Wanfeng thought of Zhou Heng's distressed appearance last night, and looked at him in surprise. He remembered that Zhou Heng had a wound on his forehead, and he walked with a limp, obviously hurting his leg.

But now, there is no scar on Zhou Heng's forehead at all, and there is no gauze attached to it, and he even walks normally.

Could it be that it was too dark last night and he missed it?This is not impossible, after all, he only cared about his car at the time and didn't pay much attention to it.Zhou Heng focused his eyes slightly, and replied lightly: "It's just a scratch on the skin, and it will be fine after applying the medicine. What about a bigger injury?" If he had known, he might as well not have used Lei He's medicine.

Lin Wanfeng could only nod his head: "Since this is the case, we will not show mercy."

Zhou Heng smiled indifferently, "Just let the horse come over!"

If you don't torture his mother to death, this tone is really unsatisfactory.

Zhou Heng hasn't touched a basketball for a long time, and his hands are a little raw, but fortunately, he still has the feeling of the ball, and he quickly found the feeling.

The boy who was replaced just now became the referee. As soon as the whistle was blown, the two parties who were originally confronting each other immediately moved.

As the captain, Xu Yang is the main target for opponents to guard against. Almost as soon as the ball hits his hands, two people intercept it.

Zhou Heng's height was medium among the group, close to 1.8 meters, but his physique was thin, so he didn't look like a main force. In addition, the opponent was a little bit clingy to Zhou Heng, so no one was guarding against him.

It's a pity that Xu Yang didn't wait to see him, and almost didn't pass the ball to him, which made his teammates anxious.

After playing like this for more than ten minutes, Xu Yang scored a few goals and was robbed a few times. The results of the two sides were evenly matched.

"Captain...that's not okay." The tall boy from before rubbed against Xu Yang and explained, "We are a team of five people. If anyone is missing, the strength will be greatly reduced. Can we play well first?"

Although he is not used to Zhou Shao's style, but there is no conflict of interest, and he is willing to play together occasionally.

If they lose, it's not a matter of not being able to play for a month, but a matter of face.

Xu Yang glanced at Zhou Heng awkwardly, seeing that he wasn't in a hurry at all, he just did whatever he wanted, and suddenly seemed narrow-minded and lacking in stamina, so he curled his lips and nodded slightly.

As the battle situation improved, Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, and he played more and more smoothly. He intercepted Lin Wanfeng's ball several times, and his strikes were quick and accurate.

He made a precise three-pointer, and his teammates cheered. Zhou Heng turned around and backed away.

Lei He waited outside the school gate for a long time but did not see Zhou Heng coming out, so he went in to look for someone, the guard recognized that he had come with Zhou Heng, and let him go smoothly.

As soon as he approached the playground, he saw the teenagers sweating profusely on the basketball court. Lei He slowed down and fixed his gaze on Zhou Heng.

At this time, Zhou Heng had the appearance of a young boy, smiling wantonly, running flamboyantly, and exuding vigor in every move.

Although Lei He looks only twenty on the outside, he is not young in his heart after all, no matter how cheerful he is, he can't restore his youthful mentality.

Zhou Heng saw him when he turned around, and waved to him, that bright smile made people's heart skip a beat.

Lei He didn't know how old Zhou Heng lived in his previous life, but he could guess that his past life was unsatisfactory, maybe he also experienced great tribulations, and there were vicissitudes and haze in his eyes.

Seeing him intercept the ball in Lin Wanfeng's hand, quickly dribble for a layup, and make a perfect shot, the corners of Lei He's mouth slowly curled up.

No matter what mentality Zhou Heng is targeting at others, isn't it good?