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After two games in 20 minutes, there was almost no suspense in the end.

Luo Wenjiao was always calm and indifferent. He dribbled and controlled the ball quickly on the court, as if he was fully motivated, and never let up for a moment, suppressing the opponent's scoring tightly.

As long as the three of Xie Cheng score, Luo Wenjiao will quickly counterattack and recover the lost points without losing any points.

The advantage of the score was maintained until the end. At the end of the timer, Luo Wenjiao stood outside the three-point line and raised his hand to make another beautiful long shot.

Xie Cheng lost the game, thinking that his skills were not as good as others, and ran to the side field to continue training in frustration.At that time, my physical strength was not enough to keep up, so I could only sit on the bench beside and wipe my sweat. After a while, I felt thirsty again, so I volunteered to help everyone go to a convenience store outside to buy a bag of ice soda.

But when he was carrying a plastic bag, he was about to walk to the door of the Polar Night Club when he accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.The girl wore two braids and a red dress. She was tall and well-proportioned. It was Fang Zhizhi.

"Senior sister?" Shi muttered in a low voice, and couldn't help being surprised to meet her here.

Fang Zhizhi crossed her waist, her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, she was seriously arguing with the person opposite her.

There was a man blocking the gate of the club. He was a tall man with tinfoil on his head, wearing a tank top, shorts and flip-flops. He looked like he was in his twenties, and he was a little informal.

That person had a young face, but compared with Shi Que's peers, he had a lot of vicissitudes of life, which made him look much more mature, revealing a casual and laid-back temperament everywhere.He supported the door with one hand to block the road, put the other hand obliquely in his trouser pocket, and with a cigarette in his mouth, he said nonchalantly: "Girl... I have told you several times that I don't welcome you here, you If you want to chase after a star, go and see so many little fresh meats on the Internet, don't squat in my little club, I can't tolerate an aunt like you."

"Why are you so unreasonable?" Fang Zhizhi stared at her almond-shaped eyes, and said angrily, "Anyone can enter the club, so why target me? I'm here to exercise, and if I don't bother our Luo Shen, it's considered a If you want to see it, I'll just take a look from a distance, and it won't do anything."

The man looked her up and down several times, and said with a sneer, "Yo, you are dressed like this, so you still come to play? I don't rent it to a woman's house to play, just because I am the boss, it is unreasonable... ..." The man opened the box at his feet, took out an ice cream and handed it to Fang Zhizhi, and said coldly, "I said it's really hot today, so go home and stay, it's not like you here The place where the little girl should come, don't stick around, I still have to do business, don't I?"

Fang Zhizhi naturally refused to agree, resolutely rejected his persuasion, and insisted on going in to have a look.

Shi, however, stared blankly aside for a long while, only to see that the two were arguing fiercely, and neither of them would give in.Just as he was hesitating whether to go up and say hello to Fang Zhizhi, Luo Wenjiao just walked out from inside.

He rubbed his sweat-soaked bangs, raised his lowered eyes abruptly, and landed on the two people at the door calmly. He was about to say something, but his eyes were attracted by the figure in the distance, and he paused. In a soft voice, he yelled: "Have you bought it? Why are you standing there, come back quickly."

Shi was also taken aback, and hurriedly took two steps, saying hello to the three people at the door of the club.

The man leaning against the door looked back at him, patted his hand on his shoulder, raised the corners of his mouth casually, kicked the cardboard box under his feet, and said slowly to Luo Wenjiao: "Just thinking about it You should come today, no, today is the holiday and the weather is hot, I bought some ice cream for you brats, how about it, is it sweet?"

This person was full of laziness and carelessness. When he saw Luo Wenjiao coming, his attitude changed completely. He was very easy-going and close to him. It seemed that he had a very close relationship.

But when I was a little surprised, I never imagined that Luo Wenjiao would have such a friend.

The man glanced over, looked at it for a few seconds, and asked Luo Wenjiao, "Hey, I haven't seen this little brother, your classmate?"

"Yeah." Luo Wenjiao glanced at it plainly, "A friend from school."

Shi nodded slightly to the man, but he didn't expect that the other party was surprisingly talkative, and introduced himself: "Yo, it's rare that you still have friends. Hey brother, my name is Xin Yan, the boss here, you are just like Wen Jiao , just call me Brother Yan, don’t see outsiders, don’t see outsiders.”

But when he answered a few words politely, reported his name, and looked at Fang Zhizhi with a bit of embarrassment.Logically speaking, he should take her in for a while, but seeing Xin Yan's resolute attitude just now, he felt a little difficult.

When they saw each other but looked over, Fang Zhizhi quickly grabbed his arm, not sure if it was because of the quarrel just now, or because he saw the male god shy, his pretty face was flushed, and he pleaded with Xin Yan: "Brother, we are also good friends." Friends, we are all together, you just turn a blind eye and let me in?"

Xin Yan snorted lightly from his nose mockingly, and said in a nonchalant tone as flat as possible: "You think I'm a fool? From winter until now, I can see you staying in my club every holiday, you Seeing you as a girl, can't you be a little more reserved? I am here for Wen Jiao's training, not to accompany you through the house..."

While he was talking, Fang Zhizhi's complexion changed rapidly.

Being exposed in front of her idol, and being scolded for "not knowing how to be reserved", really hurt her face as a girl.

Seeing her silence, Xin Yan opened his mouth, and seemed to realize that the words were a bit heavy, but he didn't care about it any more, picked up the cardboard box on the ground, and said to Luo Wenjiao: "Hey, I'll go in first, Wen Jiao , people come to watch you play, your classmate has the final say, I won't get involved, don't make the little girl cry."

When Fang Zhizhi heard this, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in, feeling ashamed, angry and at a loss.

In fact, there is no need to think about it, according to Luo Wenjiao's usual cold attitude towards people, there is a 90.00% chance that he will directly reject her unreasonable and useless request.

But what Fang Zhizhi didn't expect was that Luo Wenjiao simply glanced at her and Shi Ke, left a sentence: "I don't care." Then he turned and walked in.

Don't leave directly like usual, or persuade him to return with cold words.

Instead, he left as if nothing had happened, and when he left, he and Fang Zhizhi looked at each other in dismay, carefully considering how to understand his words that did not count as rejection.

In the end, it was Fang Zhizhi who broke his heart, left all his dignity behind, and entered the club while dragging him.

The training in the arena was still in full swing, but Shi Shi divided up the drinks he bought with everyone and sat next to Fang Zhizhi in the corner.

As soon as he sat down firmly, before the soda could be turned away, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold, and when he looked up, he realized that it was Luo Wenjiao.

He was wearing slippers, and at some point he stood behind Shi Qu with a blank expression, and handed him a cold popsicle, "Do you want to eat?"

Shi was taken aback, and quickly picked it up, but before saying thank you, Xin Yan walked up to them holding the phone in both hands, while concentrating on chattering at the screen: "Thank you, old iron, for the gift, if you just came in, you can order Bo pay attention, hey, Luo Wenjiao, the male god of A Daliuchuan Feng that you want is here, he will be training in a while, it's alright..."

The bullet screen rolled across the screen quickly, but Shi stared at it for a while without thinking, and then looked at Luo Wenjiao. He couldn't help being surprised that according to his temperament, he didn't throw Xin Yan's live broadcast mobile phone into the trash can.

Xin Yan smiled and said, "Wen Jiao, let's have a smile and say hello to everyone."

Without raising his eyelids, Luo Wenjiao lowered his head and said in a cold voice: "Get lost."

Xin Yan was not annoyed, instead he murmured to the phone, "It's really a little pepper, how many years have it been, and it's still so fierce to me, I'm not familiar with it..."

Fang Zhizhi rolled his eyes greatly, and his whole body seemed to be about to spit out: "Cut, what, I am not using my Luo Shen's appearance to earn fans."

Her voice of complaining was neither loud nor soft, and Xin Yan just happened to listen to her.The latter put the phone away, and said in a serious manner: "What do you know, little brat? My brother is raising the club's popularity and attracting good players by the way. If there are no new players with strong skills, how can the club go out to play games and earn bonuses? Learn to... ..."

With such a high-sounding reason, Fang Zhizhi couldn't find anything wrong with it, and just pouted on the chair without saying a word.

Luo Wenjiao seemed to be a little annoyed by Xin Yan's shooting, so he gave up his plan to stay here, changed his shoes and continued to concentrate on playing.Xin Yan didn't force it either, he just sat on the sidelines as a commentator, and at the same time he didn't forget to yell to correct his movements during practice.

At that time, he was sitting with his chin resting on his back, watching very seriously.

For some reason, Xin Yan and Luo Wenjiao gave him the feeling that they were partners who had known each other for a long time. Even if they didn't say a word, he could feel the mutual trust and intimacy between the two.

Xin Yan was the first person who made Shi feel that he could have no sense of distance from Luo Wenjiao.

"Sister." Shi tilted his head, still gnawed on the ice cream that Luo Wenjiao brought, and asked absently, "Did Brother Yan and Luo Wenjiao know each other for a long time? They look very familiar."

"Xin Yan?" Fang Zhizhi was staring intently at Luo Wenjiao, who was outstanding one-on-one on the court, and thought for a while before saying, "I don't know anything else, anyway, they have known each other since high school, so it's been a long time. "

Shi turned his head to look at her, and found that she was obsessed again, and obviously had no time to worry about his own problems, so he simply said: "Oh, that's it."

After returning to the dormitory, Shi was still thinking about it.

Luo Wenjiao was probably a little tired, he put on a cold face from beginning to end, and lay down early at night without saying a few words.

But Shi can be sure that he is not asleep.

The night in summer is very quiet, except for the humming sound of the wall-mounted oscillating fan, you can occasionally hear the small sound of Luo Wenjiao turning over.

At that time, he took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at the time. It was already past twelve o'clock. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat or something on his mind. He didn't feel sleepy at all, so he could only tentatively whispered to the opposite bed: " Luo Wenjiao, are you still asleep?"

The other party was quiet for a while, couldn't help but turned over again, seemed to sigh softly, and said lightly: "Well, not yet."

When he was asked this question, he was completely awake, lying on his back on the bed, his eyes fixed on the moonlight scattered outside the window.

There was a rustling sound, Luo Wenjiao was taken aback, and found a head poking in from outside his mosquito net.

But Shi carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, patted Luo Wenjiao's side with his hand, "Make room, point in."

Luo Wenjiao frowned, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Shi didn't care whether he wanted it or not, he lay on his side on the edge of the bed, blinked his eyes and said, "You can't sleep either? Let's talk for a while, and you'll be sleepy after a while."

Luo Wenjiao stared at Shi Que's face intently for two seconds, and a strange emotion crept up in his heart.

"You don't need to come and lie down with me while chatting, right?" Luo Wenjiao calmly said, although he didn't say yes, his body unconsciously moved to the side to make room.

But when he hesitated, he found a random reason: "I... Mosquitoes ran into my mosquito net, biting me so much that I couldn't sleep."

Luo Wenjiao pondered for a moment, and instead of pushing him down, he turned around to face him, put his arms around his waist and moved a little towards himself.

But when he thought that he was going to hug him, his face flushed, but luckily the surroundings were all pitch black and he couldn't see clearly. "What are you doing?"

Luo Wenjiao put his hand back with a stern face, and said flatly: "I'm afraid you will fall."

In the darkness, only the eyes of the two people reflected light spots, and the moonlight spilled into the room, reflecting each other's shallow outlines.

Shi Shi's breathing gradually calmed down, and she looked at him motionlessly.

"Didn't you want to chat?" Luo Wenjiao put one hand under his head and asked expressionlessly, "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, just..." Shi Ke lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said, "When did you and Brother Yan meet?"

Luo Wenjiao was startled for a moment, and said frankly, "Second year in high school."

"Oh." Shi secretly glanced at his reaction, and asked a little unnaturally, "Then did you... go to the club to play in high school?"

"Occasionally." Luo Wenjiao's voice was low and powerful, and he turned to say, "Actually, I practiced high jump all the time before high school. Then I met Brother Yan in my second year of high school, and it was he who brought me into basketball."

This remark was quite unexpected.

"High jump?" Shi's eyes widened, "Actually, in this way, you only play basketball for... three or four years?"

"Almost." Luo Wenjiao's eyes were as calm as water, and there was no emotion, "It was just a hobby before, but when I was in high school, I was depressed for a while, and I stayed in the club all the time. Brother Yan taught me how to play."

"Well, no wonder you and him look familiar."

Luo Wenjiao changed his posture, turned around and lay flat on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Why do I think you are particularly interested in him?"

"Ah?" Shi was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained, "No, I just want to chat with you. I see that he has such a good relationship with you, and he also wants to learn, so as to save you from annoying me all the time. We can't be friends..."

Hearing his voice getting softer, Luo Wenjiao turned his head slightly, squinted at him, and didn't answer.

Seeing his serious face, as if he would say something impatient in the next second, Shi swallowed his saliva and said silently: "Okay, I won't talk, you go to sleep."

Luo Wenjiao didn't respond, and still glanced at him indifferently, blinking and blinking his deep eyes.

But he didn't wear glasses at the time, and only felt that the other party was looking at him. "Why do you keep staring at me? Go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."

While talking, Shi sat up, lifted the mosquito net and prepared to go back.

"I'm not bothering you." Luo Wenjiao suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, saying softly.

"...Huh?" Shi Ke was suddenly pulled back by him, and said in a daze.

Luo Wenjiao said it again: "I'm not bothering you."

His eyes are shining, like agate stones glowing in the dark, pure and beautiful.

At that time, he was a little embarrassed. Seeing his serious appearance, he felt a little bit coke. He couldn't help but sneered, and pressed his hand back, "Okay, got it."

Luo Wenjiao was lying flat, but when he was watching, he got out of the mosquito net, and went back to his bed in the dark, almost being stumbled by his shoes on the way, and suddenly felt a place in his heart soften silently.

I'm not bothering you.

I seem to like you a little bit.