The schoolmate at the same table dressed as a villain school grass

Xu Yi just wants to say now, 6.

Unexpectedly, the deskmate looked obedient and didn't understand anything, but he was actually very scheming.Use the saying of "publicity training game" to pull Yang Batian down, and then use Yang Batian to drive Lu Yingcai away.

And only he can do this kind of thing. After all, the teacher will always have a little preference for students who are well-behaved and have good grades. If someone else came to give advice, Yang Batian might not come down to see it himself.

The deskmate not only has good grades, but is also so smart and cute in doing things.

Han Jiayu also understood what Qi Luo meant at this moment, took the timetable for the basketball from Zhang Zena, said hello to Yang Batian, then walked to Qi Luo and showed him the watch: "Yes Our class, it’s written in black and white above.”

"Hey, that's weird." Qi Luo said.

Xu Yi thought, although Han Jiayu had good grades and was clever in doing things, but he just didn't have that cute feeling.

This is the gap.

Han Jiayu sneezed out of nowhere and rubbed his nose blankly.

Qi Luo and Han Jiayu didn't say a single word about Lu Yingcai leading someone to occupy their class basket, but every word and every word meant that. Yang Batian was naturally a good person who could be called the teaching director. Of course, they understood their intentions immediately.

"It's really good for you." Yang Batian clicked his tongue, took the basket table from Han Jiayu, but kept his eyes on Qi Luo, "Use me as a gun?"

Qi Luo lowered his eyebrows and replied obediently: "Director Yang, you said that only when everyone abides by the school rules can the school rules have its binding force and the school's morals can be maintained."

Yang Batian was angry and funny in his heart, angry because he was fooled by a 16-year-old kid, he really thought he was pulling him to watch the training match, funny because Qi Luo's move was really clever.

And... Yang Batian looked down on Lu Yingcai's approach.

If there is competition among teachers, he can understand it. It is also understandable for the teacher to punish the students for making mistakes, but it is very unethical for the teacher to take the lead in bullying the students in other classes.

Lu Yingcai also saw Yang Batian, and his expression was not very good.

Between teachers, face is still to be given, Yang Batian walked over: "Mr. Lu, did you misread the date?"

"Ah, it seems so." Lu Yingcai hurried down the donkey, "Director Yang, lend me your watch."

Yang Batian took advantage of the situation, and handed over the watch, Lu Yingcai pretended to look at it a few times, and slapped his forehead: "Hey, it's really my fault, I've lost track of time, sorry, let's go now."

As Lu Yingcai said hello to the students in her class, she even put her hands together and said "I'm sorry" several times to Yang Batian and the tenth class.

"Teacher Lu, pay more attention next time. Is it too much pressure to prepare lessons?" Yang Batian went over and put Lu Yingcai's shoulders on his shoulders, "It's not good to let the students think wildly."

"Well, it's my fault, my fault." Lu Yingcai agreed repeatedly, and left with Class Nine.

Seeing that this matter was coming to an end, everyone in class 10 silently cast reverent glances at Qi Luo. If he hadn't boldly pulled Director Yang over, they would have just sullenly watched class 9 swaggering and dominating them. .

But what made Qi Luo feel a little fond of Lu Yingcai was that he took all the mistakes on himself instead of blaming the students.

Qi Luo was enjoying the joy of victory contentedly, when Yang Batian just walked past him, he suddenly turned his head.

"I think the atmosphere of this training match is really good. You are responsible for writing a recommendation for the school newspaper, with more than 1000 words and three pictures, and give it to me before the weekend." Yang Batian said.

Qi Luo: "..."

Sure enough, Yang Batian had to pay a price for the routine, Qi Luo was full of gloom.

If there is one thing that bothers him the most in all subjects, it must be writing. He seems to be born to express a little bit of meaning. If the Chinese teacher gave him a three-paragraph template for writing essays, he might collapse every time because of the language. On the life and death line of 720.

As for the free creation of 1000 words... Sharks, he forgets.

"It's okay." Xu Yi came over, "Let Han Jiayu write it for you."

"Huh?" Han Jiayu looked at Xu Yi in shock, "Are you talking human?"

"You are the monitor, why don't you help him?" Xu Yi said.

Han Jiayu stared at Xu Yi for a long time, Xu Yi looked back blankly with the aura of a school bully, and finally Han Jiayu gave in: "Okay, I will write as I write."

"You should have written it." Xu Yi said.

"Yes, you can spoil him." Han Jiayu stretched.

Han Jiayu's words were originally intended to tease Xu Yi, but as soon as he finished speaking, he found that Qi Luo, who was standing beside him, turned his eyes unnaturally.

Han Jiayu:?

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Later, Han Jiayu handed in the promotional draft on time, and it was well written.

Fortunately, Qi Luo could tell at a glance that this should be Su Wei's handwriting.

Accidentally assisted the hero and heroine again, Qi Luo felt quite accomplished.

As for himself, he follows Xu Yi to watch training games every day, and now he can tell a thing or two about basketball.

Originally, Qi Luo was afraid that Xu Yi would ask him why he loves watching football so much recently, because if Xu Yi asked, he couldn't think of a particularly good excuse.

But Xu Yi didn't ask, as if he felt that basketball itself has such a charm.

Although Qi Luo still doesn't get much of the charm of basketball, he only gets the charm of Xu Yi, but it doesn't matter, Qi Luo still understands the truth of loving the house and black.

However, although the four-school league has become the main theme of life, learning cannot be ignored. Even if he can ignore it, the teachers will not let him ignore it.

Especially Yang Batian, Yang Batian was very worried about being used as a gunman by Qi Luo, and he obviously recognized that this promotional draft was not written by Qi Luo.

So he simply gave Qi Luo another task, asking Qi Luo to share his learning experience, and Qi Luo fell into the quagmire of writing manuscripts again, and he sighed every day.

At this time, Xu Yi showed extraordinary consideration. He would put some drinks and snacks on the table for Qi Luo. When someone came to ask him a question, Xu Yi waved his hands sullenly to scare them away. .

Such a situation led everyone to try to ask questions from the school committee again, and was shocked to find that the school committee actually accepted the questions and began to answer them. Although she still didn't talk much, her attitude was no longer as harsh as before, and soon Quite a few people have developed the habit of asking her and asking him.

This afternoon Xu Yi still had to go to practice, and the school tryouts were about to start. During this period of time, his band activities stopped, obviously because he attached great importance to the basketball game, and Qi Luo thoughtfully lightened his study tasks.

However, Qi Luo still had to write his own manuscript, and he could clearly distinguish the priorities of the matter, so he had to finish the manuscript before going downstairs to find Xu Yi.

After writing the first draft and handing it over to Yang Batian for trial, Qi Luo went downstairs. As soon as he entered the basketball court, he saw Xu Yi. In his eyes, Xu Yi was very recognizable.

Standing in the middle of the court, Xu Yi looked extraordinarily tall and tall. Beside him... stood a beautiful girl.

Xu Yi, who is very quiet and indifferent, had a pretty good attitude when talking to that girl, and kept looking at her with a smile.

Qi Luo didn't know what they were talking about, but just looking at such a scene, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Then put you in the second game the day after tomorrow afternoon?" The senior sister asked with a smile, her bright eyes looked very attractive, no wonder Bai Yufei grabbed his shoulder and said that she wanted to chase this girl.

"Okay." Xu Yi said.

"Xiaobai, you agreed to let me find him, but he disappeared." The tone of the senior sister complained a little.

"Still training, he seems to be under a lot of pressure recently." Xu Yi smiled, "Don't blame him."

The senior sister blushed all of a sudden: "Why am I blaming him? What you said is that we know each other very well."

"No." Xu Yi said, "But I think you two are pretty good."

The assists have reached the limit here, and he can't say more.

Speaking of "you two are pretty good", Xu Yi suddenly thought of Qi Luo, or it should be said that he could think of Qi Luo on countless occasions.

Xu Yi turned his head and glanced at the entrance of the basketball court, why didn't Qi Luo come...

He was surprised to find that Qi Luo was standing at the door.

Look at them this way.It should be looking at him and senior sister.

To Xu Yi's surprise, Qi Luo's expression looked...frustrated?

why is that.

Xu Yiruo realized something.

The author has something to say: I am late, I will add an update on Sunday, okay~