let loose

Jiang Zhou, who was sitting in the auditorium, moved slightly.Just a few seconds ago, Song Mian lowered his head and kissed his right wrist, he saw it clearly.

He was relieved first, Song Mian should not be injured.Then he felt weak, this kind of ambiguity that only he and Song Mian could understand made him feel happy.

After thinking clearly, Song Mian suddenly became enlightened. He wiped off the sweat on his face, propped up his knees and panted for a while to gather his strength, and after grabbing the ball, he directly dribbled the ball past the two of them and hooked him in front of Xiao Curry. A three-pointer was scored.

Song Mian's three-point shooting rate is considered stable, and he mostly practiced fixed-point shooting during training.

His jumping is actually not inferior to Lin Tingxi, but he is thinner and lighter.

It's a pity that he has followed his idol in playing. He is a Chris horse in offense and a weak chicken in defense. He can barely block shots or grab rebounds. Dunking is a nightmare. His super short board can't be shot directly unless he grabs the basket.

It was a super long three-pointer, and the shooting point was even further behind the white line in the midfield. Song Mian jumped very high, and Curry, who also jumped up to intercept, only touched the corner of his jersey with his outstretched hand.

"Ah!"

The girls in the stands were already shouting like crazy, occasionally mixed with the excited swearing of the boys.

Tan Jun excitedly ran over and clapped Song Mian, the sound of palm contact was crisp, and Lin Tingxi swears again and again: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You are awesome!"

Seeing that the No. [-] Middle School Shengguang team had a tendency to overtake, the teacher of the Fengnan No. [-] Middle School team urgently called a timeout.

"There will be no tactics for now." Tan Jun was panting as if he had just run ten kilometers, and his jersey was mostly wet. He panted and said, "It's only 2 minutes, let's shoot the ball with all our strength."

Later, Song Mian scored two more goals. He and Lin Tingxi played together. Somehow, the tacit understanding came from, gesturing, passing and throwing the ball to each other.

But no matter how seamless the cooperation is, the missing points in the early stage are hard to make up for.The two sides have maintained a point difference that is almost chasing the tail. In the end, the No. [-] Middle School Shengguang team lost to the Fengnan No. [-] Squadron by two points, and missed tomorrow's final.

Although the ball was lost, Xu Chenglin was not depressed at all, on the contrary, he was very satisfied.

Compared with the previous two years when they were completely beaten by their opponents and had no power to parry, today's match is already considered a "surprise".

Song Mian's ferocity in the later stage was unusual, and he caused a lot of noise in the stands, and his performance can definitely be regarded as excellent.

"This is what it looks like." Jiangshan Meifeng stretched out a little, stood up straight, lowered his head slightly and said to Jiang Zhou: "Let's go first, there is a meeting tonight."

Intense shouts were heard beside his ears, and even though Jiangshan's vocal cords were thick, the volume was weakened a lot.

Jiang Zhou caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of his eye. Hearing this, he turned his eyes away from the court and nodded slightly.

"There are cold medicines in the hotel. I asked my assistant to send them to your room and put them in your room. Remember to take the medicine after eating." Jiang Shan slowly straightened his cufflinks, his tone calm: "I don't care about the matter between you and that child." Talking more does not mean compromise, let alone consent. His mother is a public figure, and I don’t think he can hold on for you for long. I will give you one year to think about it. After one year, the school in the UK will no longer reserve your place .”

It's like setting a time limit for five or six-year-old children to play, when they can play, and when they must go home.I am used to being superior, and Jiangshan's machismo is engraved in his bones. It has been decades, and he can't be gentle even if he wants to be gentle.

Jiang Zhou looked down at the light yellow ointment in his hand, and rubbed his fingers back and forth between the words bruises.After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Thank you, Dad."

Even if it's not a complete compromise, but for Jiang Shan who was furious when he found out about his eldest son's sexuality and kicked Jiang Du out of the house without saying a word, the one-year period of regret that can be given to Jiang Zhou is about the greatest he can give his youngest son as a father. It's gentle.

"Go home on May [-]st." Jiang Shan bent down and pulled the zipper of Jiang Zhou's coat down to his neck. "Your brother is coming back."

"Okay." Jiang Zhou replied with a smile.

At the end of the game, players from both sides shook hands to show friendship.When Song Mian shook hands with Xiao Curry, he couldn't hold back and said, "Change your title. Your title is named after my idol, but you are not as good as me in playing basketball."

"Hold……"

Little Curry spat, and quickly pulled his hand out.

Back in the rest area, Song Mian dodged Shang Qinghua who was rushing towards him, walked up to Jiang Zhou, and stared at him with burning eyes.

Jiang Zhou didn't avoid it, and looked back.After a while, he took Song Mian's left hand, circled his fingertips around his wrist, and kneaded it skillfully.

Song Mian was about to be drowned by the tenderness he finally had again, he opened his lips, "I..."

Jiang Zhou didn't give him a chance to speak, he dropped a light yellow box and turned away.

"...Still angry..."

Song Mian shrank her neck, not feeling sad this time, picked up the small box and looked:

Anti-tumor and anti-stasis ointment, effective in a second!

……

In the evening, Song Mian was sitting in front of a wooden table, holding thin smoke between her fair long fingers, puffing out the clouds, and her complexion was solemn.

In front of him is a piece of blank letter paper with a black pen next to it. Two copies of "Xinhua Dictionary" and "New Idioms" are stacked ten centimeters from the tip of the pen. Next to the dictionary is a mobile phone with the words :

"Small Coups to Coax Boyfriends".

After sitting quietly for 5 minutes, he took a deep breath, put out the cigarette, took out his phone, unlocked it, opened Baidu, and clicked to search:

Format for writing a review.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhou deliberately took cold medicine before going out.The first subject of the subject competition is the comprehensive examination, and writing is a bit laborious.

After he cleaned up and opened the door, he saw an unexpected visitor squatting at the door.

Sensing that the door was open, Song Mian suddenly raised her head, just in time to look up and down with Jiang Zhou.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhou's delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, his voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up, and his voice was as indifferent as possible, but it had no deterrent effect.

Song Mian blinked, he knew how to win Jiang Zhou's heart.He reached out to tug on Jiang Zhou's trouser legs, pouted, and remained silent for a while.

Like a wronged little wolf dog begging for mercy.

"you……"

Jiang Zhou wanted to wake him up, but the little wolf dog stood up quickly before he could finish speaking, bumping his furry head against his shoulder.

Song Mian arched his nose, said nothing, opened his mouth viciously, and bit Jiang Zhou's nose, making a "hiss" sound, and then stuffed the envelope hidden behind him into Jiang Zhou's arms, waiting for no one. Responding, he fled away in a flash.

Jiang Zhou: "..."

There was a tingling pain from the tip of the nose, and when touched by the hand, it felt warm and moist.

After rubbing his index finger and thumb, the water stains disappeared. Jiang Zhou had no choice but to mutter, "Are you a puppy?"

With a pull of his hand, he locked the door and opened the envelope left by Song Mian as he walked.

This envelope is not big, and there is a small, red love heart on the cover. The irregular lines seem to be added later, and a few strokes are painted out of the line.

The corners of Jiang Zhou's mouth curved upwards uncontrollably, he opened the seal and took out the letter paper inside.

The most conspicuous thing on the letter paper is the title, the three words "big letter of self-criticism".

He read it slowly, and the whole content of the letter was as follows:

Review book.

To the most important my boyfriend:

First of all, I want to say sorry for my performance these days.

I'm sorry for making you angry by being disobedient.

Sorry to make you sad by lying.

I'm sorry you work so hard every day, but I can't feel your hard work, I should be more considerate, please punish me severely, don't show mercy!

I'm sorry for playing smart behind your back, self-righteous, not listening to your words, secretly changing concepts, and committing unforgivable crimes.

I'm sorry I'm not good, I don't listen carefully in class and don't study after class, I'm stubborn, I should fight!

I'm sorry I'm not a qualified love you DouDou.

I deeply reflect on all the mistakes and imprecise behaviors above.

I'm really guilty, guilty, guilty!

You are so kind, I think for a long time and still feel that I like you very much.

Please forgive me for all my willfulness these days, childish tantrums, and my uncontrollable, 360 five-day heartbeat for you.It's jumping so fast, plop, plop, can you hear that?

Brother.

The apology is serious.

Like you are serious.

Wanting to be with you forever is serious.

Missing you every second is serious.

You said that my parents were an excuse for me to close myself, and asked me what kind of excuse you are, and do you have an "excuse" with me.

You are stupid, of course you are different.You are never an excuse, you are my courage to face difficulties, the confidence to go all out, and you are my darling.

I give my all to you, until death.The future is far away, let's grow up together.

Let me tell you first, I don't want you to pull me away, I want to walk side by side with you hand in hand.

I am very timid, there are about 980 things I am afraid of, and I am trembling.But if it's you on the shoulder, I'm not afraid of anything.

Say, okay?

Love your pockets.