After extreme sports almighty, he became the actor CP

The filming is still going on, the director originally arranged the schedule very loosely, just worried about Qi Wan's acting skills.But in the actual filming, Qi Wan's NG was rare, and his handling of emotions and micro-expressions was even better than that of some professional actors.

Everyone praised Qi Wan for having the talent to eat this bowl of rice, only a few three people couldn't be happy, because they knew that this was all the grievances Qi Wan had really experienced.

Shao Zhihan was especially distressed, he felt that he was holding Qi Wan's heart with a scalpel, but he couldn't back down, he had to cut off those dead marks.

Whether it's on-screen or off-screen.

With Shao Zehan's appearance, no one in the class dared to openly disagree with Xiao Wan.But cold violence is the most invisible weapon that can hurt people.

Whenever someone happened to go against Xiao Wan, everyone would quickly look away as if they couldn't see the living person.

When randomly exchanging composition corrections, the person who got Xiao Wan's composition always only wrote two words at the bottom, it's okay.

More people may not have malicious intentions to hurt anyone, but just feel unlucky and a little scary, so avoid as much as possible.

Or, not everyone has Shao Zehan's frivolousness and is willing to leave the main force to become that politically incorrect person.

Xiao Wan understands everyone's disgust and is used to it. He didn't complain, but when exchanging essays for correction, he would quietly look at his deskmate and ask if he could approve one for him.

Although it was an anonymous review, he also knew that no classmate would be willing to suffer from his bad luck.

But to his surprise, Shao Zehan, who was willing to form a team with him every time he was on duty, refused this time.

"You change it yourself." Shao Zehan pushed back the composition text.

Xiao Wan's lips moved, he didn't say anything, he just took the composition back and wrote two small characters in the corner, Come on.

When he was about to buckle the pen cap, Shao Zehan grabbed his wrist and said, "Write carefully."

Xiao Wan tilted his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"You have to give them a chance to let them see how good you are." Shao Zehan put Xiao Wan's pen-holding hand on the composition, "Circle the wrong sentences, and replace the allusions with better ones if they are misused. Can it be done?"

Xiao Wan blinked, this is the first time someone told him that he needs to give others a chance to let others know how good he is.

Shao Zehan's palm holding his wrist was very warm, as if conveying courage for him, Xiao Wan wrote strokes in the composition.

During the break, each composition will be returned to its original owner.

Chen Bai opened his composition and couldn't hold back his surprise, and her deskmate also came over to read it: "My God, this batch of corrections is too serious."

The movement attracted passers-by to watch: "Even such a small typo can be found, and this parallel sentence, after changing a few words, the whole thing becomes advanced."

"Who changed this?"

Everyone was curious: "Why didn't I know there are such good people in the class?"

Xiao Wan's eyelashes trembled, and he saw Chen Bai happily showing the composition to the people around him: "You have never met such a serious and responsible corrector, have you?"

He had the impression that Chen Bai's voice was the girl who was frightened by the ugly birthmark on his neck that day.

Xiao Wan didn't say anything, he was satisfied that his corrections could help others.

But I didn't expect that everyone was full of curiosity about this good man, and the more no one claimed it, the more they had to pick it up.

The students in the class were all familiar with each other, so they flipped through this exercise book and looked at that draft paper, and compared the handwriting, none of them resembled each other. In the end, only Shao Zehan and Xiao Wan's notebooks were left, and no one dared to touch them.

Hu Qiang rubbed the half of his face that had just subsided from the swelling, flattering him and said, "Brother Shao must be in a good mood today, Chen Bai, you've got a lot of credit."

Chen Bai's complexion changed a few times, and she hesitated in a low voice and said, "I remember Shao Zehan's handwriting is very bold and rough..."

Everyone recalled that the headline of a blackboard newspaper was written by Shao Zehan.

So is it?

Everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Wan, and they couldn't believe it for a while.

Xiao Wan subconsciously clenched the hem of the scarf, and the classroom became strangely quiet.

Shao Zehan turned his pen and raised his eyelids to look at the people around him: "Is it strange? Several finale math problems were taught by my deskmate."

After another few seconds of silence, Chen Bai walked over step by step holding the composition text.

Xiao Wan sighed, he estimated that Chen Bai would throw down the composition and leave angrily, ruining another notebook.

But he never thought that the next second he heard a timid but gentle voice.

"Thank you, Xiao Wan."

Xiao Wan raised her head slowly, feeling like she was hallucinating.

Chen Bai didn't say it a second time, he just took out a piece of candy from his pocket and put it on his desk, then turned around and squeezed back to his seat.

The preparatory bell rang, and everyone dispersed. Xiao Wan looked at the piece of candy on the table in a daze. He grabbed it and held it in the palm of his hand, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, would not let go of a piece of candy.

Shao Zehan grabbed the piece of candy from his palm, propped his chin with one hand and said, "Thank you, and the candy is mine."

Xiao Wan pursed her lips and said, "This piece of candy is mine."

Shao Zehan didn't let go, but there was a bright smile on the corner of his lips: "You still have a lot of candies."

From that day on, several people in the class stopped pretending to turn their heads when they met Xiao Wan on the road.Shao Zehan pinched the people around him and said, "Can't you smile? It would be impolite not to say hello to classmates."

The next time Xiao Wan ran into a classmate in the corridor again, he tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth to make his smile not so strange.

The oncoming classmate seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then smiled back at him.

Xiao Wan turned her head to look at Shao Zehan as if surprised.Shao Zehan put his pockets in his pockets and put on a face like no one should come in: "Look at me, I'm just saying hello to you."

Later, Xiao Wan tried to smile with more and more people. Although some people still ignored him, as long as one more person responded, Xiao Wan would be happy for a long time, like playing Sokoban.

More and more people no longer resist being on duty with Xiao Wan, and even the front row will turn their heads to ask questions.

Xiao Wan bought a lot of pineapple-flavored candies, and every time he wanted to thank Shao Zehan, he would put one in his desk pocket.

He remembered that the candy that was robbed that day was pineapple flavor, and Shao Zehan should like it very much.

Seeing more and more candies of the same flavor in his desk pocket, Shao Zehan couldn't help laughing: "Fool."

It was another physical education class. During the free time, Xiao Wan sat on the horizontal bar and watched the boys in the class play with great interest.

No one played with him since he was a child, so he picked up leaky old basketballs that were not wanted by others and played by himself.A normal basket would definitely not be his turn, but fortunately, there was a crooked basket and no one would grab him.

Day after day, at tricky basket angles, or in the dark with insufficient visibility, Xiao Wan shot all kinds of basketballs with energy.

"Can you play?" Shao Zehan also jumped on the horizontal bar and poked him with his elbow, "Why don't you go?"

Xiao Wan shook her head calmly. Although many students no longer resist him, it doesn't mean that everyone can fully accept him. There will always be people who are unwilling to participate in such group activities.

He said, "Didn't you go too?"

Shao Zehan frowned: "It's too bad, I can't help hitting."

Xiao Wan lowered his eyes and smiled.

He was laughing and heard the sound of beating and scolding, and a few boys from other classes were yelling aggressively at the classmates in the class: "It's half a fucking class, so it's our class's turn?"

A few people led by Hu Qiang guarded the basket and refused to back down: "It was clearly agreed in the last game that whichever side won would have the right to use it for a week. Why should I give it to you?"

"Win?" The red-shoe muscular man who came to find fault was unconvinced, and sneered, "Are you proud that someone from the school team in your class won? You fucking let Shao Zehan not try again?"

Hu Qiang was pushed and shoved so that he threw the ball in anger: "Today, even if you play one-on-one, you will find it difficult!"

The red-shoe man sneered and raised his eyebrows, pointing at the noses of the few people opposite him and said, "If you don't bully those of you who are in key classes, you'll get three points."

Hu Qiang: "No problem!"

The man in the red shoes: "Three people go out on one side, and ten balls per person, see which side scores more."

Hu Qiang: "Come on!"

The man in red shoes: "The loser bows to me and says I'm convinced, brother."

Hu Qiang: "Brother, wait!"

The sports committee on one side didn't stop after a few pulls, and pulled Hu Qiang aside with anger and said, "Who made you agree."

Hu Qiang stared: "A gentleman will not be humiliated under the basket!"

"Then you find me someone who can shoot three-pointers!" The sports commissioner rolled his eyes angrily, "The most lacking thing in our class is a shooter, who will come?"

Hu Qiang was dumbfounded now. He and the sports committee counted as the best players in the class except Shao Zehan, a forward and a center.

In the past, when a perverted combo guard like Shao Zehan was in charge of scoring goals, he didn't feel it. Now that the school team is not allowed to play, he realized that they are not good shooters at all.

Red Shoes waited impatiently: "Why, your key class is just a group of shrunken turtles who only dare to shout?"

Speaking of this, it is worth it if you don’t.

The red shoes smiled contemptuously, standing on the three-point line and shooting was a basket.

Hu Qiang's face instantly twisted into a bitter gourd: "Why didn't I see him cast so well last time?"

"Donate your head if you don't want it," said the sports commissioner, "Last time it was because their point guard stretched his hips and the ball couldn't pass to him."

Seeing the red shoes scored several three-pointers in a row, Hu Qiang felt wronged: "Then what should I do now?"

How to adjust, how can you adjust, you have to fight hard to lose.

The three players on the red shoes scored 8, 7, and 5 goals respectively.

When it was the turn here, Hu Qiang and the sports committee went first, but neither of them was expected to shoot three-pointers, and they only shot 5 three-pointers with extraordinary performance.

There are more and more people watching, they are all waiting to see the jokes of the key class.

There is one last chance left, who will play?

Everyone knows that the result is the same for anyone who wins, but they still don't want to let the burden of the final defeat fall on themselves.

Shao Zehan hooked Xiao Wan's calf: "How about it, would you like to give them another chance?"

Xiao Wan turned her head to look into Shao Zehan's eyes and asked, "Do you think I can do it?"

Shao Zehan raised his head and scratched his hair and said casually: "That depends on whether you think you can do it?"

He added lightly: "It can't be worse than a big fool who only knows how to paste walls."

Xiao Wan smiled, and he jumped off the horizontal bar and walked towards the court.

The red-shoe man was still yelling: "Who will get in? If no one dares to get in, let's admit defeat together. Hurry up and go back and do your questions."

There was another burst of laughter around, and a clear and clean voice pierced through the laughter.

"let me try."

Everyone was attracted by the voice, and saw Xiao Wan approaching from outside the crowd.

Hu Qiang was furious, stopped Xiao Wan and said under his breath, "Don't make trouble right now."

Xiao Wan's tone was calm, as if he said he drank a cup of soy milk in the morning, he said: "I can, let me go."

The sports committee who heard the news also wanted to stop him, but on second thought, whoever competes now loses, and Xiao Wan can let him go if he wants to.

The sports committee took Hu Qiang away, and Xiao Wan stood at the three-point line.

Red shoes are very contemptuous.Physical collisions are normal when playing basketball. Basketball players are generally strong, tall and big.Someone with thin arms and legs like Xiao Wan looks like a layman at first glance.

The red shoes didn't even have the patience to watch, so they turned around and chatted with their teammates.As soon as he said a few words, the eyes of his teammates straightened, and then there was the sound of a basketball landing.

The red shoes wrinkled their noses. What level is it? Did it land without even touching the backboard?

He turned to look, but what happened next left him dumbfounded.

Xiao Wan really didn't touch the backboard, not only didn't he touch the rebound, he didn't even touch the rim.

The reason why there is no noise is because he casts a hollow net!

For a moment, everyone remembered the fear of being dominated by the Splash Brothers in those years.

These two men in the NBA are named for their extremely good three-point shooting skills. When shooting, the ball will pass through the basket with complete precision, and the white net bounces upwards, which looks like a splash.

And Xiao Wan just threw this kind of terrible hollow ball.

And, more than one...

The surrounding people, both inside and outside the class, were dumbfounded.No one expected that such a quiet, scarf-wearing, even a little weird boy could have such an amazing side.

There is a classmate next to him who is in charge of picking up and passing the ball. Every time Qi Wan aims, bends his knees, and makes a shot, there is no pause. The movements are clean and smooth, as if shooting is just a physical intuition.

Everyone excitedly held their breath and clenched their fists. The court was rarely quiet. The basketball spun through the basket again and again, and the net turned upwards again and again with beautiful splashes, which stirred everyone's hearts.

Nine wonderful three-pointers fell, and the red shoes were completely restless.Their class made 8, 7, and 5 shots respectively, for a total of 20 shots.

Xiao Wan’s Hu Qiang and the Sports Committee voted for a total of ten, Xiao Wan has already voted for nine, if the last one is also voted...

The red shoes walked up to Xiao Wan to demonstrate, "Where did you come from, kid? Why haven't I seen you before? Are you in the key class? You must not come out of some corner to pretend to be!"

"Fart your leeks and salted eggs, Xiao Wan is in our class!" Hu Qiang rushed out first, grabbed one of Xiao Wan's shoulders and went back angrily.

The sports committee also ran over and grabbed Xiao Wan's other shoulder: "That's right, if you don't change your name or surname, Xiao Wan is in our key class! Who dares to say that Xiao Wan is not in our class?"

"Xiao Wan! Xiao Wan! Xiao Wan..."

The classmates around him started calling his name, Xiao Wan was in a daze, as if he was dreaming.

He turned his head, looked over the crowd, and saw Shao Zehan who was sitting bored on the horizontal bar in the distance, smiling at him, and gave him a big thumbs up.

The corner of Xiao Wan's mouth curled up a little, ready to make the last shot.

"Wait!" Red Shoes still didn't give up. "As I said earlier, even if you score a goal, the two sides will still be tied. You don't have to admit it, but the stadium will have a tie this week."

"Hey, it's all because of your grandson, right?" Hu Qiang was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"What's the matter, do you want to do it?" Red Shoes didn't show any weakness and began to roll up its sleeves.

Xiao Wan at the center of the vortex didn't say a word, and only took a few steps back.

Red Shoes thought that their psychological warfare had achieved results, and continued to provoke: "Why, dare not? Counseling?"

Xiao Wan didn't even look at the red shoes, he walked straight to the center of the court.

The dispute stopped for a while, and everyone had a terrible guess in their hearts but felt that it was too outrageous.

The total length of the court for the official game is 28 meters, and the team logo will be printed at the position 14 meters away from the basket in the middle, so the shooting here will be called a logoshot.

What is Xiao Wan stopping here for?Does he want to challenge logoshot?

Hu Qiang took a deep breath, and finally made another three-pointer to tie the game, so don't make any mistakes at this time.

It's not that he can't trust Xiao Wan, but that the logoshot itself is a perverted game that depends on both strength and fate.

Three-pointers have discouraged many people. How far is the three-pointer? 7 meters.

What about the halftime distance of logoshot? 14 meters, as far as two three-pointers!

Mommy, don't do it.

Xiao Wan ignored the surprised gazes of others, he had already learned to be calm in various situations.

Now there is only one sentence left in his mind.

"You have to give them a chance and show them how good you are."

He used to practice over and over again under the scorching sun and dark night when there was no one around, and he also fantasized about being able to stand on the field with his teammates one day when his brain was so tired that it went blank.

Can he do it?

Shao Zehan said, it depends on whether you think you can do it.

I can.

Xiao Wan looked at the basket in the distance, which was as narrow as a keyhole in a huge door.

He has been hiding behind the door, being overwhelmed and out of breath.Groundless criticism, slander, fear, disgust, suspicion... He thought that erecting a thick door was the only way.

Until someone handed him the key and pointed him another way.

Avoidance and forbearance will never solve the problem. If he can't get rid of the shadow on his body, he can still choose to become the light himself.

Xiao Wan took a light breath and aimed at the basketball basket 14 meters away.

Now, he wants to open that door to see the outside world, and also wants to tell someone that he can do it.

The basketball shot, with the breath of everyone, draws a beautiful arc, and flies to the final destination.

Whoosh!

The basketball hits the net, the giant gate opens, and the light of the sky pours out.

Xiao Wan blinked his eyes because of the sunlight, he thought, the weather is really nice today.

The stadium boiled instantly.

Those who have seen this scene but have not seen it all say to everyone: "Did you know, did you know that there is a ball god in the key class!"

"It's a sharp shooter, ten hollow balls, a midfielder, 14 meters, and it goes in with a swish!"

"It's true, that person's name is Xiao Wan!"

Xiao Wan himself was surrounded by classmates in the class, and Hu Qiang was so moved that he almost cried: "Why the hell are you so good?"

The sports committee patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Wan, you're doing well, it's up to you to play games in the future!"

At some point, Chen Bai bought a bottle of water and quietly handed it to him.

Xiao Wan had never been surrounded like this before, and he recognized it, he smiled a little embarrassedly, and found Shao Zehan who was outside the crowd.

Shao Zehan turned over and jumped off the horizontal bar, and walked towards him with long legs, approaching with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with the same warm light as his body.

The crowd was full of people.

"Card!"

The director's voice was drowned out by the group of actors, and Qi Wan hadn't played yet. He watched Shao Zhihan approaching, completely unaware that his dimples were already full of three golden autumn suns.

Shao Zhihan's eyes were full of love and pity, he knew that Qi Wan hadn't played yet, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the back of Qi Wan's neck.

Once, twice, Qi Wan was brought out by the familiar feeling.Qi Wan blinked, feeling that the world in front of him was real and magical, and his experience in the play was also so strange and similar.

Qi Wan stared at those obsidian-like deep and gentle eyes in a daze, as if in a parallel time and space, he had met Shao Zhihan so early.

The author has something to say:

Wanwan's baby is light, which grows and blooms wantonly in another parallel world.

Thank you baby for watering: Haozhi 5 bottles;

I also saw all the comments, gripping claws