Ex-boyfriend dressed as a villain [Transmigration Book]

Fu Beichuan's appearance on the stage immediately attracted a large crowd of exclamations from outside the arena.

As the most popular male god in Haishi No. [-] Middle School, Fu Beichuan's image has always been known for his aloofness and mystery. This is the first time he has participated in such a class group activity. How can one not be excited.

Some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures, intending to record this historic moment.

And the craziest thing is the large number of revived CP fans hidden in it.Especially those who saw the scene where Fu Beichuan lovingly touched Misu's head with a smile were even more excited and screamed.

"Ahhhhh!! God Fu is so handsome! That cold look killed me!!"

"So God Fu is here to avenge Mi Xiaokei?! This is too spoiled!"

"The real-life version is a typical example of the Love Fighting series, I'm so amazing!!!"

......

Amidst the screams of the crowd, Fu Beichuan had already discussed the strategy with the team members regarding the advantages and disadvantages of the fifth class, and then walked towards the center of the playground amidst the referee's whistle.

The last ball was scored by class five, so class one served the ball at the beginning.

Wang Qiang stood outside the line holding the basketball, and the rest of the crowd followed suit.

According to the strategy, when Fu Beichuan arrived at the corner of Misu, the defender was Xu Yiou.

The heights of the two people are almost the same, standing at the back, like two dazzling benchmarks, instantly attracting most of the attention.

"God Fu, this seems to be the first time I've played with you, please give me your advice?" Xu Yiou glanced sideways at the silent boy beside him, and greeted with a smile, but his tone was very frivolous, obviously not As friendly as he said.

And only Fu Beichuan's usual indifference responded to him.

Didn't even give him a look.

Xu Yiou looked at him for a while, and almost laughed angrily at his attitude.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard someone yelling from outside the arena. He glanced sideways, then raised his eyebrows, looked up and down at Fu Beichuan playfully, and jokingly said, "I heard that you are To avenge Missu?"

Fu Beichuan finally reacted this time, he turned his head and glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly, "It's good to know."

After only one sentence, he turned his face away in an instant, as if it would be a waste to say a few more words to him.

Xu Yiou was so angry that his stomach ached, and for the first time he couldn't maintain a smile on his face.

Sure enough, there was nothing about this Fu man from head to toe that he wouldn't like.

Xu Yiou glanced at him coldly, and said with a half smile, "Then I will, wish you good luck?"

After saying that, she also turned her face to look elsewhere, and ignored him again.

It's a pity that after all his actions, the other party didn't even give him half a look, as if they completely regarded him as air.

Realizing this, Xu Yiou was almost deformed by anger, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Zhe's obsessed eyes looking at Fu Beichuan, and his expression was instantly distorted.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and decided that he must give Fu Beichuan a hard lesson in a while, and let him know the fate of angering himself.

Wang Qiang's ball has already been passed out, and after many twists and turns, it has already reached under the backboard of his own side, and the amazing thing is that no one in Class [-] can touch the ball.

Seeing that the opponent was about to dribble for a layup, Xu Yiou's eyes sank, he glanced at Fu Beichuan, who was loosely guarded against him, and was about to go around him to grab the ball.

Even at this level, he dared to challenge him.

Xu Yiou snorted coldly in disdain, and ignored him even more.

However, as soon as he made a move, Fu Beichuan moved too.As if eyes had grown on the back of the head, it moved in front of him in an instant, blocking his way.

Xu Yiou raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, but he didn't take it too seriously. He made a fake move to the side, intending to trick him into chasing him in the opposite direction.

This time, Fu Beichuan failed to keep up with his reaction, and even failed to make a move in his fake action, instead he stepped towards him in the direction he was swaying.

Xu Yiou hooked his lips, and was proud of his cool basketball skills, but in the next second, he watched Fu Beichuan suddenly ran towards the basketball, and yelled at the boy holding the ball while running. Name, and before everyone could react, he caught the ball passed by the boy, took off with the ball, and raised his hand to the basket.

But he himself, because the bluffing move just now was too big, it was too late to close the momentum. When he stabilized his figure and tried to catch up again, it was already too late, and he could only watch the basketball wipe the rim with his own eyes. The edge of the basket went in.

Still a full three.

The score was instantly pulled to 40:45.

The students in Class [-] outside the venue cheered crazily, and even some students in this class also shouted Fu Beichuan's name excitedly.

That scene was like Fu Beichuan's solo show.

Xu Yiou turned his head to look at the corner of Class [-] again, and saw that Lin Zhe's face was also full of admiration, his face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were stung by that look.

Looking at the person involved, his expression was calm throughout the whole process, and even the team members went over to give him a high five to congratulate him without changing their expressions, as if all these pursuits were nothing more than ordinary things in his eyes, and his teeth were itchy with hatred.

But luckily scored a goal.

Xu Yiou snorted coldly.

But when he was waiting to kick off again, he still ran quickly to the player who was serving, and decided to take it seriously and kill the opponent's prestige.

The tacit understanding of the fifth group was still very good. When they saw him approaching, they threw the ball to him instantly.

Xu Yiou grabbed it with one hand, glanced back, then turned around and dribbled the ball to his own field.

Fu Beichuan has been following him unhurriedly, posing no threat at all.

Seeing that the three-point line was close in front of him, Xu Yiou raised his spirits, took a few big strides forward, and decided to hit a three-pointer.

However, just as he was about to make the last big stride to take off, Fu Beichuan behind him suddenly accelerated his speed, made a low impact from the side, directly grabbed the basketball, and then turned around and threw it to the boy closest to their court.

But he was hit by the opponent, his feet were unstable, and he fell forward in an instant. Fortunately, he reacted in time and supported his body with his hands when he landed, so that he avoided the tragedy of falling to the ground.

But the palm was scratched by the rough ground, and there was a burning pain in an instant.

Looking up again, there was already a burst of cheers outside the court. The boy holding the ball was not blocked by anyone, and he had already dunked and scored two points.

Everyone was busy cheering for them, but no one noticed their situation at all.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

The boy in the class who was closest to him walked over in twos and threes, and was about to pull him up with his hand.

It was only then that the others seemed to have remembered him, and walked towards him one after another.

The eyes outside the field finally fell on him, but Xu Yiou was so uncomfortable being stared at, he actually felt worse than when no one noticed him just now.

"Oops, sorry, didn't notice you fell down."

Someone from the first class also walked towards him, and said with an apologetic expression, "Xu Yiou, are you okay? Can you still get up? Do you want to go to the school doctor's office to deal with it?"

"Look at this, the competition was too intense, so I didn't pay much attention to your situation, I'm really sorry."

......

The people in the first class yelled in a hurry, and every word and every word completely restored what they said before.

This situation is very similar to before, except that the object of "comfort" is changed from Misu to himself.

But the instigator who hit him just stood aside and looked at him with a cold expression, without even uttering a word.

Xu Yiou clenched his back teeth, so angry that he could hardly maintain his gentlemanly demeanor.

"It's okay." He squeezed out the words between his teeth, stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, glanced coldly at Fu Beichuan next to him, and said with a half-smile, "You're playing ball, I got hurt a little bit." Inevitable."

It's easy to say, but it clearly means something.

Fu Beichuan, who was stared at by him, glanced over after hearing the words, and then echoed lightly, "Yes."

Xu Yiou: "..."

"Continue!" Xu Yiou gritted his teeth and shouted, and the others dispersed immediately after hearing the words.

The game continues.

There are only 10 minutes left until the end of get out of class.

The people in the first class took the ball and quickly passed it to their own team members, obviously wanting to take advantage of the last minute to overtake the score.

Even Fu Beichuan started to run, watching the game on the court, and kept wandering around the neglected corners.

Xu Yiou also followed him closely, vowing to guard him to death and not give him the slightest chance.

But he didn't expect that this person looked silent, but in fact he was as cunning as a fox. He used every one of his usual feints on the court, and he was thrown away several times. He drove, but didn't go to catch the ball, as if he was deliberately walking him to play.

Xu Yiou was almost driven crazy by him.

After walking him to the edge again and throwing him away, Fu Beichuan finally took the initiative to attack, caught the incoming basketball, ran forward for a while, and was about to step for a layup.

Seeing this, Xu Yiou ran over at top speed, intending to repeat the same trick, bumping into him and grabbing the basketball.

However, when he just bumped into him sideways, Fu Beichuan was short as if he had eyes on his back, he slammed back with the basketball, and took off directly to shoot.

Another three-pointer, firmly scored.

The score was directly pulled to 45:45, a tie.

The cheers outside the stadium accompanied by whistles resounded throughout the playground, showing how excited those people were.

However, Xu Yiou had no time to take care of it at this time. In the collision with Fu Beichuan just now, he not only failed to touch the opponent, but was directly elbowed hard on his stomach by the opponent. The sharp pain made him almost unable to stabilize his figure, and he squatted on the ground directly clutching his abdomen.

It felt as if his entire internal organs were shattered into slag by this blow, and someone stuck in a stick and stirred them vigorously a few times.

Xu Yiou's face turned pale in an instant due to the pain, cold sweat dripped down in big spots, and the sour gas in his stomach instantly filled his entire mouth.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even make a sound.

The author has something to say: Fu Beichuan (with an indifferent face): This is just the beginning.

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