glare effect

In the last class before the New Year's Day holiday, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, with sporadic snow falling.

But when he was leaning on his head, his mind had already flown to places other than the classroom.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Shi was the first to hand the quiz in front of the teacher, and left the teaching building with his schoolbag on his shoulders at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

In addition to being the last day of the year, today is also the day when the University A basketball team plays at home.Just as he went down to the B[-] floor of the gymnasium, he was able to roughly guess the situation of the game from the loud screams.

He stepped in with his front foot, but when he stepped back, he was hugged by Xie Cheng who ran over with a smirk.

"Que Que - why did you come here! We won, and I dunked just now, but you didn't even see it." Xie Cheng was wearing a white ball uniform, with a smile on his face, hanging on Shi Que's body tightly, rubbing Sweat dripped from his down jacket.

These days, he doesn’t stay with him very often. Firstly, he is really busy in training, and his professional courses are getting tense again. Secondly, Xie Cheng is always invisible lately. He hesitated and said that he was going to see a friend, which was very suspicious.

"As for being so happy?" Shi poked Xie Cheng's head with his finger, "I know you are amazing."

"Oh yes, you come with me." Xie Cheng seemed to remember something, suddenly became serious, grabbed Shi Que's wrist and walked towards the innermost part of the basketball court.

But when he was a little puzzled, he asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Xie Cheng approached, and said with a mysterious face: "I'll tell you secretly, if there are no accidents, we have qualified for the Northeast Division."

"what?"

However, he was stunned for a long time. The sudden good news made him completely unresponsive, "Isn't the qualifiers only halfway through? How can you be sure?"

"You don't understand this, do you?" Xie Cheng smiled, with pride on his face, and patted him on the shoulder as he said, "The difficult battles ahead are all over, as long as you win consecutively, the rest will be pretty much the same. I. Let's go, let's find the senior sister from the student union over there..."

But Shi still didn't understand what Xie Cheng meant, "The News Department? Why are you looking for senior sister?"

"Hush——" Xie Cheng hurriedly pulled him aside, and said mysteriously, "Let me ask you, if we participate in the league next year, we will have to leave for three weeks. Would it be boring for you to stay in school alone?"

But when I thought about it, I replied: "Three weeks? If you all leave, won't I be the only one left in the dormitory?"

Xie Cheng narrowed his eyes and quietly asked, "Do you want to go together?"

"...Me?" Shi was taken aback, scratching his head, "I'm thinking about it, but I'm not a member of the basketball team..."

Xie Cheng winked, but continued to walk there while pulling, "So now we have to find a way to let you go."

At that time, he was dragged away by Xie Cheng without thinking. In the rest area outside the stadium, two people holding telephoto cameras were packing their equipment.Xie Cheng probed his head and looked at it from afar, then waved his hand over there.

"Senior Qu Miao—"

Perhaps it was too noisy around, but Qu Miao didn't hear Xie Cheng's shout, and still focused on looking at the photos on the camera screen.Instead, the girl standing beside her turned her head, and her gaze fell on Xie Cheng and Shi Que.

Xie Cheng and Shi were both taken aback.

The girl is not tall, with a thin body, short shoulder-length hair, and the huge earring on her right ear is particularly eye-catching.She glanced at them flatly, with a touch of alienation and arrogance in her eyes.

"Jing Qing?" Xie Cheng's body stiffened as if his tail had been stepped on, his face was wrinkled, but his mouth was still sloppy, "Are you taking pictures again? Come on, brother, I'll give you a chance to take nice pictures point."

Jing Qing rolled her eyes, apparently not interested in him, turned around and packed her backpack.

Xie Cheng stood with his hips akimbo, and his posture became more and more strange, "Are you shy? I told you not to fall in love with me, it would be very dangerous..."

"Cough cough cough..."

However, when Xie Cheng choked on such brash remarks, he secretly grabbed the corner of his clothes and reminded, "Let's talk about business, don't be foolish."

Xie Cheng also coughed twice, restrained himself a little, straightened his body and said, "Girl, let's not quarrel today, I'll talk to Senior Sister Qu Miao about something."

Jing Qing looked too lazy to care about others, snorted coldly, turned around and lightly tapped Qu Miao's shoulder, pointed to Xie Cheng behind her, and left without looking back.

Shi looked suspiciously at Xie Cheng up and down, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by not arguing today... Do you often meet?"

Xie Cheng blinked at him stiffly, quickly changed the subject, turned to Qu Miao and said hello: "Sister Qu Miao, are you still busy?"

"It's okay." Qu Miao put the things in the bag, and tidied up the long hair on the back, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just asked my sister something." Xie Cheng's attitude turned 180 degrees, very humble and polite, not at all like the unruly way he was when he talked to Jing Qing just now, "That's... if you want to participate in the league next year , don’t the student unions have two places dedicated to helping the team with logistical matters?”

Qu Miao nodded, "Well, there is such a thing."

Xie Cheng chuckled, "Senior sister, can I ask you to do me a favor and add Shi Que to the list... He knows us all well, and he will definitely be able to help when the time comes, and it will be more convenient to connect with you... "

"This..." Qu Miao looked embarrassed, "I probably can't make the decision, the teacher will decide at that time. There have been no competitions in the past two years, so it is not certain whether there will be a place for next year."

But Shi stood aside, silently listening to Xie Cheng's cheeky begging for help.

According to the traditional habits of the school, generally this kind of large-scale national league is very important.Not only will the coaches and athletes be fully reimbursed for their food, lodging and travel expenses, but also teachers and students from the student union who will accompany the team will be responsible for assisting in arranging all matters during the competition.

Opportunities like this don't come around every year.

The members of the student union naturally wanted to participate, so they took this opportunity to go to other cities for fun, and they could justifiably escape the three weeks of boring classes.

Unfortunately, there are very few places, and the internal self-digestion of the student union is far from enough, so naturally they don't want to allocate them to irrelevant people like Shi Bie.

Xie Cheng talked with Qu Miao, but the latter was still practicing Tai Chi, saying that what he said didn't count, and he would inform Xie Cheng when there was news.

Anyone with a brain can tell that "by then" means "probably not".

Xie Cheng lowered his head in annoyance, watching Qu Miao run away under his nose.

"You didn't fall for my handsome man?" Xie Cheng couldn't figure it out, and was obviously a little frustrated, "I know that meeting that girl Jing Qing here is not a good thing, forget it, when I see that Coach Sun is in a good mood, ask Ask him." Then, he patted Shi Que's shoulder again, and said righteously, "I can definitely go, don't worry, are you hungry, let's go back to eat first."

But Shi nodded and followed Xie Cheng to the rest area on the other side, waiting for him to change clothes.

As soon as he walked to the bench, he followed the eyes of many girls whispering around him, but suddenly saw two familiar people.

Luo Wenjiao stood outside the white line with downcast eyes, with a pure white towel draped over his shoulders, his eyes fell softly on the tall girl in front of him.Fang Zhizhi was wearing a sexy cheerleading short skirt, with shiny stage makeup on her face, and a sweet smile.

If you don't mix any personal emotions, just look at it from the perspective of a passerby, but you can feel that these two people are like innocent boys and girls who came out of comics.

Luo Wenjiao lowered his head and was talking to her.

Xie Cheng took out the crumpled trousers in his backpack and shook them, while sighing with his tongue: "But, did you see, even a stuffy guy like Brother Luo knows how to get better, you have to hurry up."

Shi was taken aback, didn't say anything, and couldn't help but sneak a few more glances over there.

In a dazed effort, Luo Wenjiao had finished speaking, said goodbye to the girl briefly, and walked towards them.

"Let's go." Luo Wenjiao looked indifferent, as if he had been coated with a layer of warm yellow glaze by the lamps in the stadium. "Second Uncle called and told us to go back and eat."

But nodded lightly.

It was snowing heavily when we walked out of the stadium.The wind, as cold as a knife, roared and carried large swaths of snowflakes, drilling into people's arms in all directions.

Most of the team members were wearing the same long black down jackets, and shrank into the wildly flying snow in groups.There is a white layer on the ground, and it will make a crunchy sound when you step on it, which makes people feel inexplicably happy.

At that time, his head was depressed, and only his own feet could be seen in his sight, walking mechanically in the white snow.

Luo Wenjiao was beside him.

You don't need to look up, but you know that his face must still be calm and steady as usual.

Others are more or less concerned about the exhaustion after the game, or the joy of victory, and they may be like Shi Ke, who is afraid of the cold, with a shrunken and serious expression on his face.Only Luo Wenjiao, no matter summer or winter, whether the sun is shining brightly or the world is icy and snowy, he can always maintain a cold face that has not changed for thousands of years, and walk through the whole four seasons calmly and alienated.

Back in the small building in the backyard of the Pine Forest Bath House, Aunt Qin had already prepared a large table of dishes, and the hot pot was steaming.

Uncle Luo brought a large case of beer from the front and threw it on the ground with a bang.

The big guy quickly put the things back into the dormitory, yelling as he went downstairs that he would not be drunk tonight.

In fact, there are good reasons for so many people to come together to celebrate today-there is timely snow outside the window, the year is only a few hours away, and the team has just completed a beautiful game .

Xie Cheng's insane temperament was brought into full play, and under the catalysis of alcohol and food, he was a little light-headed. He held up the wine bottle and hugged Liu Zilei while singing an out-of-key song.At that time, I was having a good chat with a few new schoolboys, and with a smirk, I picked up the few slices of mutton left in the copper pot.

The steaming hot pot whetted the appetite. Perhaps the qualifiers had finally achieved some decent results in the past month. Everyone had a happy smile on their faces.

Except for Luo Wenjiao.

He has never been so open, or he himself is not a person who will get drunk and clamor for a drink with his brother.

But it's not entirely his fault.It's also because whenever this happens, he can't help but think of the scene when he was sitting alone on the train to Songcheng four years ago on the New Year's Eve when there was a blizzard.The snow that day was much heavier than today. Sitting in the window seat, he heard the news that the road ahead was blocked by heavy snow on the radio over and over again, and his throat suddenly became painful.

When he was almost full, he declined Tang Baiqiao's invitation to have another bottle, left calmly as usual, and returned to the room early.

Every time I get together for a meal with these guys, it takes hours and hours.

The sound of playfulness downstairs could be faintly heard, Luo Wenjiao sighed softly, leaned against the window edge, and quietly looked at the snow-covered courtyard outside.

With a creak, he heard the door behind him being opened and closed.

"What are you doing?" Shi slowly approached with his hands behind his back, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Luo Wenjiao glanced at him briefly, and said flatly, "Why are you here?"

At that time, he stood still on the other side of the window sill, looked at him with his hands in his hands, "I'm full and bored, come up to see what you are doing."

The two of them didn't speak any more, they watched quietly the snow piled up in the corner of the window.

The door curtain downstairs was lifted, and two or three heads emerged from behind the door, and walked into the snowy sky in a line.

Soon, this group of immature teenagers started teasing each other, hitting them with heavy snowballs, laughing and cursing.

"Shibut—" Xie Cheng staggered and was about to lose his footing, and shouted upstairs with his hips akimbo, his cheeks flushed from the cold, "Come down and help me kill Brother Lei."

Shi couldn't help laughing, and shook his head with a smile.

Luo Wenjiao still stood there calmly, watching with interest whether Xie Cheng or Liu Zilei could finally stuff the snowball into the other's crotch.

"...here for you."

Luo Wenjiao was startled, closed the window and turned around.

Shi didn't know when he walked to the bed, took out a white flat box from his backpack, and handed it over.

"What is this?" Luo Wenjiao stared at the box for two seconds and asked.

Shi put the box on the table, smiled and blinked, "It's for you, open it and have a look."

Luo Wenjiao was silent for a while, and brought the box over with some surprise.Open it carefully, and inside lies a pair of gray knee pads with fluorescent pink decorative lace.

"..."

Luo Wenjiao was a little speechless, not only surprised that he would receive an inexplicable gift, but also that the pair of knee pads were such a color that did not match his temperament.

"Don't think you're ugly..." Shi looked at him with embarrassment, and explained, "I specially entrusted my high school classmate to buy it. The limited edition of this brand is hard to find. When he bought it, only this color was left. Oh, it's really not that ugly after looking at it for a long time..."

Seeing that his voice was getting weaker and weaker, Luo Wenjiao finally forced a laugh.

"Why did you give me this?" Luo Wenjiao took out the knee pads and put the box aside.

"Just... your knee is not injured, and there are always competitions recently." Shi scratched the back of his neck a little embarrassedly, while thinking about what words to use to make the atmosphere less embarrassing, "Even if it's a New Year's gift Well, I originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but next week may be a holiday, and I heard from Uncle Luo that you don't want to celebrate your birthday..."

Luo Wenjiao was stunned for a while, lowered his eyes, and his expression became much gentler. "really."

At that time, he sat on the bed and asked casually, "Why don't you want to live?"

Luo Wenjiao put the knee pads together with the box in the closet, turned his head, his hair hanging down covered most of his brows and eyes, "Probably because he doesn't like to receive gifts?"

Shi was taken aback.

Luo Wenjiao suddenly raised his head, with a rare playful expression on his face, "Especially such an ugly gift."

Shi Que: "..."

The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, Luo Wenjiao closed the curtains, and stopped looking at the white that was swirling around.

When he was next to him, he was still talking endlessly, sometimes he admired how heavy the snow was today, and sometimes he started to laugh at Xie Cheng for being brutally beaten by the group, in short, he would not calm down the atmosphere in the room.

One should always look forward, Luo Wenjiao looked at him quietly and suddenly thought so.