reverse crush

After giving the notice, Tang Ning left a sentence, "Don't speak too? Loudly? Give me a little face and give the supervisory team a little room to turn a blind eye." Then he left.

But it's strange that Class [-] can still be calm at this time. The cheers are endless, like oil boiling in a pan.Although Tang Ning asked everyone to think carefully, but looking at the whole class, there was almost no speech trying to split the group, and everyone overwhelmingly chose to stay.

The situation in the seventh class next door was similar. There was a burst of applause, which continued for a long time.

It is not excluded that some students dare not express their true thoughts due to herd mentality, but judging from the length and enthusiasm of the two classes' celebrations, most of them should come from their hearts.

There is nothing wrong with keeping the foundation of the two classes.

Countless noises poured into Pei Zhenyan's ears.

His thoughts are in a mess that can't be untied. These days, he's had a bad time, his mind is full of related things, and he can barely set aside a corner for socializing and studying.

Now there is a more troublesome problem before him.

If he votes yes, he will be able to abide by his responsibilities to Class [-], live up to the trust and love of his classmates and friends, have a happy senior year in high school, and keep a proper distance from Lu Zhi.

Hardly any downsides can be found.

There is only one benefit to voting against, staying close to Lu Zhi.

Rationally speaking, he really shouldn't indulge his desire to get close to Lu Jian now, it would be a torture to himself, and it would be a trouble to Lu Jian even more.

But? There are few people in this world who can simply give up the opportunity to stay with the person they like. It is difficult for people to give up the pleasure of the moment, even if they know that they will have to pay a heavier price in the future.

He waited until the school bell rang in his distraught.

Because of the news that there is no division into classes, the students in the class expressed greater enthusiasm for the next basketball game. After all, winning or losing may be directly related to the territorial rights for the next year or so.

Although it's already the weekend holiday, the news that Class [-] and Class [-] will play the final match has already spread. There are a large crowd of onlookers gathered on the basketball court, including many teachers.

Zhang Qianliang personally acted as the referee, which was a shot in the arm. It showed the school's official attention to the two classes, and virtually made the two classes more firm in their choice of not being divided into classes.

As Pei Zhenyan expected, Lu just didn't participate, and didn't even show up.

Before the start, Zhang Qianliang asked the five players from both sides to have a face-to-face meeting and get to know each other.

He is purely watching the excitement, so it’s not too big of a deal. What else do Classes [-] and [-] need to get to know each other well? Of course the two parties can’t? How can they have a good attitude, especially knowing that everyone will continue to be rivals in the next year or so, and the value of hostility is even higher. Straight up.

That scene can only be described as "dog biting dog, mouth hair".

As always, Xiong Da singled out Pei Zhenyan to attack him. In the past, Pei Zhenyan didn't mind teasing him, but today he was really not in the mood. He just stood behind his classmates in a weak spirit and let them quarrel.

"Sick people can play? Can you move the ball?" Xiong Da found out that something was wrong. He thought that Pei Zhenyan was sick. Go down, don't faint and interfere with everyone's progress."

"Let's get started." Pei Zhenyan finally said the first sentence after playing, his tone was not warm at all, "I'm rushing home."

He said something so unsightly, but no one? He was in the mood to continue arguing.

Both sides were wearing white gray-edged school uniform T-shirts, and the playing process was chaotic. Many motives happened in the blink of an eye. Wearing the same clothes can easily distinguish the enemy from the enemy.

"My class uniform for the sports meeting is still in the classroom, are yours still there?" Xiong Da had an idea, and asked his teammates, "How about we change the class uniform."

Some people say yes, some say no? Yes, but there are so many people in the seventh class, and there are still five clothes.

Is it such a hot day? Sweaty clothes have been left in the classroom for a week...

"Isn't this fucking rotten?" Dasheng muttered, didn't he dare to speak up, for fear that Class Seven would regret it.

Lu Zhi agreed very much: "They are really slovenly."

Just when the seventh class was about to go back to get the clothes, Pei Zhenyan stopped them: "Can we make a quick decision?"

"That clothes..." the Great Sage wanted to persuade him, but the words fell silent in half.

I saw Pei Zhenyan raised his hand to undo the buttons on the collar of the school uniform, and then grabbed the front with one hand and lifted it up, revealing a tight and strong waist.

He took off his shirt neatly, and threw it on the ground behind the basket with all his strength. The bare skin on his upper body was exposed to the sun. His shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow. The feeling of thinness at this age has not faded. But it cannot be denied that it is already a body full of visual impact.

"Is this clear?"

The onlookers were stunned at first, then the boys whistled and the girls shyly exclaimed excitedly.

The Journey to the West group looked at each other, and they saw four big characters in each other's eyes: Something is not good.

After returning from the May Day holiday, Pei Zhenyan's state was very abnormal. He talked less and smiled less. Chatting, I haven’t had a mobile phone these days? How do I get it out.

The Journey to the West group was supposed to catch him to inquire about what happened in Wuzhen, but it turned out that he didn't dare to trouble him at all.

Today it was even more exaggerated, he lost his male morality, and undressed in front of so many people, feasting the eyes of all the girls in the school.

To sum up, the city's Hua Hua stumbled this time.

While cursing the ignorant SMS girl, the two of them responded to Pei Zhenyan by taking off her clothes, and the rest of the team quickly followed suit.

In the Journey to the West group, one has a big belly and the other is skinny. Standing together, the contrast is more obvious. It's like acting in a comedy, which caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers.

But both are happy with their bodies.

The two sides decide the priority by tossing a coin, and the eighth class is first.

Zhang Qianliang blew the whistle to announce the start of the game.

Pei Zhenyan's performance after the opening can only be described as brutal.

Even girls who don't understand basketball at all can see that his style is very wild and his moves are fierce. Not to mention opponents, even his own teammates are hard to parry, and they are often confused by his unexpected style of play.

It seems that the basketball is already in his hands? It’s not a basketball, but a deadly weapon. He dribbles and grabs the ball, almost slams the basket, and smashes the three-pointer... Amidst the applause of the audience, he Poker-faced, kept scoring? Points, and frequently violated the rules.

Anyone with long eyes could tell that he was in a bad mood.

But no one knows what he is venting.

Thanks to the free throw points caused by his foul, otherwise the score of Class Seven would be almost unreadable.

At the end of the two quarters and halftime break, the morale of Class [-] was as dismal as the score. Several people frowningly got together to discuss strategies and replace the exhausted players who had been tortured by Pei Zhenyan.

Now it's not thinking about winning, it's just to avoid losing so badly.

They will be neighbors for more than a year.

But Pei Zhenyan didn't? He had the intention of chasing after the victory, and he planned to stop here. He showed his contempt for his opponent mercilessly. He walked to the side of the thrown school uniform, bent down to find his own, and then shook his head. Dust needs to be put on. Before putting it on, ask a few teammates: "Can you win?"

Whoever had the nerve to say no, the group nodded stupidly.

"Then I'm leaving." As he spoke, Pei Zhenyan planned to put his clothes on.

His eyes glanced at a certain direction, and his movements stopped abruptly.

On the corridor on the fourth floor of the teaching building and the administrative building, a figure stood quietly, overlooking the situation on the field from afar.

That's Lu Zhi.

Although the distance was so far that he couldn't see his facial features clearly, Pei Zhenyan was sure that Lu Jian's eyes were also falling on him.

Lu Zhi's reaction these days made Pei Zhenyan feel lost, embarrassed, sad?, wronged.

All of the above are restrained emotions.

Added to this is the radical emotion of anger.

I just like you, does it really make you so disgusting?

The best brother for so many years, just because I like you, can you hate me?

That anger channeled into his first-half brutality.

It also became that he was in a daze at this moment, reckless about the consequences?

He put down his clothes and raised his hand.

From a distance, Chong Lu only hooked his index finger.

If you have the ability, then you really don’t want me, he stared at the blurry figure, thinking hard.

He obviously didn't have any certainty, but he seemed to be holding a huge bargaining chip in his hand, using this as a threat.

Conflict and despair.

The author has something to say: Proverbs: Come here!

Lu Quan: You put on my clothes first!

I planned to take a day off and not update it, but after thinking about it, I got up in the morning and wrote a short paragraph first, and I will see you at [-] o'clock tonight, copy warning! !