The perfect game for personalities

After the college entrance examination, the first and second grades of senior high school resumed their classes, but He Qian hadn't appeared since that day after looking for Jiang Fei, nor had he appeared in school. Maybe he avoided him on purpose, or maybe he was busy studying abroad. matter.

In this regard, Jiang Fei's mood is more complicated.

He didn't know how to face He Qian, but if he couldn't see him like this, there was no way to continue to test whether he was a personality.

He Qian's side is in trouble, while Qiao Ge on the other side is doing well.

The basketball team did not have a holiday when the summer vacation was approaching, and practiced as usual.

Jiang Fei used to see him in physical education class, or went to the gymnasium, but now Qiao Ge would take the initiative to find him if he had anything to do.

When he appeared at the class gate for the first time, it caused a sensation in the whole class.

Most of the boys on the basketball team are tall and handsome, and Qiao Ge, the captain of the basketball team, is the most eye-catching one.

He usually only focuses on basketball, and there are no boys or girls close to him at all, so he added some unattainable and perfect filters, and became the basketball school grass that all the girls in the school secretly paid attention to.

Before, he and Jiang Fei walked a little closer, but most of them had never seen it with their own eyes, so they were still dubious.

Now he appeared in the teaching building for the first time, staring at the class number all the way to find Jiang Fei's class, standing at the door, politely talking to the students in the front row.

"Student, help me to call Jiang Fei."

He was so tall that he almost reached the door frame, blocking the light and shadow of the entire door, and immediately attracted the attention of most of the students.

And when Jiang Fei's name was called out in a careless and beautiful voice, it was like pouring a basin of cold water, and the air instantly became quiet.

Jiang Fei was concentrating on her homework in her seat, when the classmate next to her stuttered and called out, she raised her head in a daze.

When he looked towards the door of the class, his eyes widened in astonishment.

Not only because of Jogo's appearance, but also because of...

He was wearing the hairband and wristband that Jiang Fei gave him.

The bangs on the forehead hang down in front of the black and red hairband, making the outline of the face more clear, with a high nose and thin lips, and cold eyebrows and eyes.

He should have come here between playing basketball, his temples were still covered with fine sweat, and his breathing was uneven.

When wiping off the sweat from the tip of his nose, the wristband of the same color covered most of his cheeks, only revealing a pair of slightly raised eyes.

A burst of vigorous energy and heart-pounding hormones hits the face, especially set off by the boys with glasses who are studying hard, they are more like the handsome and charming basketball boys in comics and TV dramas.

It was a hot day, and he was only wearing a sleeveless vest uniform and loose shorts. His smooth and tight muscles were fully exposed.

Jiang Fei heard the girls in the class covering their faces and screaming uncontrollably, whispering excitedly together, the boys looked over with envy or envy, and people from other classes crowded into the corridor, Looking at Jogo in surprise from a distance of a few meters.

Jogo is obviously used to such a scene of being surrounded by spectators.

While asking the students to call Jiang Fei out, he quickly scanned the class with his eyes, quickly locked on Jiang Fei's position, and then raised his eyebrows at him, his expression softened a lot.

Jiang Fei hurried out amidst everyone's different eyes, and when he reached the door, he asked him in surprise.

"Jogo? Why are you here?"

Because of the pronunciation of his name, Qiao Ge always sounds like "Qiao Ge". The coaches and players of the basketball team are used to calling him "Captain". The family members rarely address him directly, so only Jiang Fei calls him Qiao Ge. It's the same as being called Joe.

Qiao Ge paused, handed him the drink in the other hand, and said.

"A white peach-flavored soda has just been released. It's quite sweet. I think you'll like it."

The iced soda is always covered with cool water droplets, Jiang Fei took it, but the bottle was dry, and the cool touch was very comfortable in the hot season.

He glanced at the bottle, and it was indeed a new packaging that he had never seen before.

His taste is on the sweeter side. Qiao Ge has had dinner with him several times and also sent coconut cakes, so he already knew it.

Jiang Fei hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice.

"You came here to bring me soda?"

His dark eyes were bright and moist. When he stared at Qiao Ge, he was suddenly freed from the unspeakable restlessness, and his heart settled down.

Glancing at the students peeping around him from the corner of the eye, Jogo frowned, stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, and said as he walked downstairs.

"No, I have something else to ask you."

Hearing this, Jiang Fei stopped trying to break free, and followed him to the middle of the stairs between the two floors.

Although there will still be surprised eyes from the students going up and down the stairs, but at least there are far fewer people and it is quieter.

Jogo let go of his hand.

Before letting go, he secretly stroked Jiang Fei's thin wrist twice, the skin was indeed very delicate and addictive.

He put his hands behind his back restrainedly, looked at Jiang Fei, and said.

"You have a one-month make-up class during the summer vacation. I heard that in order to activate the learning atmosphere, each class will hold a basketball game on the day after the make-up class. Do you want to participate?"

This is school news that hasn't been announced yet. Jogo accidentally learned it from the coach, so he couldn't help running over to ask.

Jiang Fei was surprised, thought for a while, shook his head and said.

"I shouldn't participate, I'm not very good at..."

"Didn't I teach you everything last time?"

Jogo interrupted him, with a smile in his words, mixed with imperceptible tenderness and affection.

Jiang Fei didn't hear it, and replied muttering.

"But I just learned something that day..."

A few students moved the table downstairs, and the stair space was narrow. Qiao Ge subconsciously hooked his shoulders and necks, and circled them in. He also turned sideways to block him, so as not to have sharp edges or People hit him.

He glanced at the students who were passing by cautiously, and looked back at Jiang Fei, only to realize that they were very close, as if they were hugging.

Jiang Fei didn't notice this subtlety either, and looked at the watch on his wrist worriedly, afraid of being late.

When he lowered his head, Jhogo could only see his long and slender eyelashes, densely packed like a small fan.

Jogo stretched out his hand out of nowhere, hesitantly wanted to touch it, but his eyes caught the wet sweat marks on the back of his hand, and he immediately retracted it.

Before he had time to have other charming thoughts, Jiang Fei had already raised his head and looked at him, saying in embarrassment.

"Class is about to start, I have to go back quickly, do you have anything else to do?"

Qiao Ge stared at him, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he spoke incoherently.

"If you play basketball, I can teach you."

Jiang Fei was startled, and understood something.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he quickly made a decision, nodded and said.

"If there is a basketball game, then I will participate."

"Really?"

Qiao Ge originally said this with no hope, he knew that Jiang Fei didn't like these activities very much, and it was probably hard to shirk when he played basketball with him last time, but this time he listened to what he said, and actually changed his mind.

An unbelievable guess emerged from his mind. Jogo's throat tightened, and he stared straight at him with inexplicable nervousness.

"Jiang Fei, you are..."

The class bell rang suddenly, and Jogo was about to hesitate to speak.

Jiang Fei looked up at the gradually quiet corridor, hurried up a few steps, and then remembered something, turned back to Qiao Ge and waved the white peach soda in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Jogo, I have to go back to class. After school, I will go to the gym to find you!"

Jogo just nodded.

Seeing his figure disappear, Jogo couldn't help taking two steps, peeking at the corner of his clothes from the gap in the staircase building.

When he saw that Jiang Fei had entered the classroom with his own eyes, he sighed in a complicated mood.

Jiang Fei, did you agree to participate in the basketball game because I taught you?

Why change your mind?

Is it because I taught you, is it because of me?

The awkward words that could not be asked became a heavy sweet and sour heart. It was the first time for Qiao Ge to experience such a mood. He was both excited and uneasy, and his heart beat very irregularly.

He kind of wanted to look at Jiang Fei from the window of the classroom, to see how he was in class, to see if he drank the white peach soda he gave him, and whether he liked it or not.

But he held back.

Looking nostalgicly at the direction Jiang Fei left, he walked down the stairs in two or three steps, and walked briskly back to the gymnasium.