Xia Lang

After running two laps to warm up, they disbanded on the spot, and they were allowed to move freely for the rest of the time.

In this damn weather, I'm sweating after just two steps, let alone running laps on the playground.

Most of the girls went to rest in the sparse shade of trees because they were "unwell", and the rest dragged their heavy and tired bodies slowly on the hot rubber track like turtles with earthy faces.

As soon as the disbandment was announced, Sun Wenhao trotted and dribbled the ball on the playground, wiped the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes with his backhand, and beckoned the three people behind him to hurry to the basketball court. The puppy released from the cage can play hard.

"Hey..." As if he saw something, Sun Wenhao's cheerful steps suddenly slowed down.

Seeing that he stopped jumping, Xie Xuyao ​​asked, "What's wrong with Hao Zi?"

Sun Wenhao hesitated and turned his head to ask, "Brother Zhuo... do you think the surrounded one in front looks like Song Linju?"

Li Zhaozhuo followed his gaze and looked over.

White clothes and black trousers, in the afterglow of the setting sun, his complexion looks fairer, his thin and upright figure looks loose.

This is what it looks like, this is it.

Wang Chengyue originally spent money to hire a bastard Song Linju who wanted to teach him a lesson and tried to snatch his woman, but it was fine for him to have nothing to do. .

I have nowhere to vent my anger, just waiting for this physical education class.

Because of Yuan Yuzhen, he got a copy of Class 9's timetable, and then learned that the physical education class of their class and Class 9 happened to be at the same time.

Since the gangster is useless, he will come by himself.

It is easy to surround Song Linju after calling a few younger brothers. He is always alone, which is very convenient for them to move.

"Song Linju, right?"

"I warn you, stay away from Yuan Yuzhen, otherwise, I have a lot of ways to make you unable to stay in this school!"

Wang Chengyue was pulling his face and speaking harshly, when he felt a heavy blow on his back, his internal organs were about to be shaken out, and he staggered two steps forward.

Song Linju turned sideways, avoiding Wang Chengyue who wanted to support him.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a smiling boy with chestnut curly hair. His hand was still in the motion of shooting, which was obviously the ball he threw.

Seeing him looking over, the boy smiled even brighter, with a small tip of his cute canine teeth showing.

He also saw Li Zhaozhuo next to the boy.

The eyes of the two met, and Li Zhaozhuo just nodded slightly at him with a cold face, which was regarded as a greeting, and he was not familiar with the glasses that put him on this morning.

Song Linju lowered his eyes.

The side gaze was gentle and looked at.

Hearing a bang, Wang Chengyue knelt down on his knees in embarrassment. At first glance, it looked a bit like kneeling to Song Linju, and the basketball fell to the ground.

Wang Chengyue's face was green and red, and he got up immediately. Just about to yell back, he heard arrogant words coming from behind, "Hey, isn't this...Wang Chengyue? It's called Wang Chengyue, right?"

Wang Chengyue turned his head to see who it was, and his darkened face forced a smile, as if a coal ball had been cracked with a stiff opening.

"It's you, Young Master Sun."

"Just now, the ball ran towards you with a twitch, didn't it hit you?"

Sun Wenhao slapped his right hand in apologetic manner, but the force was like slapping a mosquito.

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Thanks for the "lazy" nutrient solution hehe, I was full of blood in place, and I felt that I could do it again??(???ω???)?

Tit for tat

Xie Xuyao ​​saw how dead he was, put his fist to his lips, coughed, and blocked the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Everyone knelt on the ground, and pretended to ask him if he had hit anything.

Wang Chengyue, who had a burning and dull back, laughed dryly, "Hahahaha, no, no, it's my fault, blocking your way, Young Master Sun."

Wang Chengyue winked at the younger brothers and told them to make way quickly.

It's not very honorable to be threatened by people around, so they didn't stand in the middle of the road at all, and even stood a little sideways on purpose, so they didn't block the road to give way.

But Wang Chengyue wished that these gods of plague would go away quickly, and couldn't afford to hide if they couldn't provoke him.

Not only did Sun Wenhao not leave, but he also squeezed into the encirclement formed by them. He put one hand on the surrounded boy, as if he just saw him, "Hey, isn't this Song Linju?"

A very familiar look.

Although the rest of the people made a spectating gesture, they followed closely when Sun Wenhao moved, and the four of them tore through the encirclement like sharp swords.

Song Linju's body stiffened slightly after being caught.

He was not used to posting other people's enthusiasm, but he didn't show anything.

He knew that this person wanted to help him because of Li Zhaozhuo's reasons.

Wang Chengyue, who was knocked aside again, still didn't understand.

Sun Wenhao wanted to stand up for Song Linju, and Wang Chengyue felt his back hurt even more.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't understand how Song Linju's dead face got mixed up with them.

Sun Wenhao glanced at the people around him, and patted Song Linju on the shoulder, "Are you familiar with them?"

Those people quickly lowered their heads, for fear of being familiar.

Song Linju said two words coldly, "Not familiar."

"I heard that there is no Wang Chengyue, and people say that they don't know you well. Next time, remember not to come close to me with shame." Although Sun Wenhao still smiled, the absurdity did not catch his eyes.

This counts as a warning.

Wang Chengyue, who was stared at by the four big devils, dared to say anything else, "Yes... yes."

"Remember what you said today."

Sun Wenhao picked up the hot ball on the ground, and the others took Song Linju away.

The group gradually walked away, and Wang Chengyue was half relieved, when Li Zhaozhuo suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

The falcon-like eyes of the short-haired young man were fixed on his face, as if he was remembering his face, his breath kept choking in his throat, and he coughed several times.

When he recovered his breath and raised his head again, the group of people had long since disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Chengyue was already sweating profusely, and his tanned mind was filled with fear and anger. When he saw the younger brothers shrinking like quails under the sun, he felt even more upset.

He patted the head of the younger brother who was closest to him, "Why are you all staring blankly, one by one are sticking to the playground to dry, go back and go back."

The younger brother who was beaten shrank his neck and asked weakly, "What about Song Linju? Do you want to..."

What he meant was whether to squat here, wait for Song Linju to be alone again, and continue with what he just did.

Without saying a word, Wang Chengyue slapped him again, with such strength that he seemed to want to slap the water out of this kid's brain.

"Would you like your mother? Why didn't you fart when they were still here just now? Get the hell out of here, you shameless idiot."

He was afraid that this kid would do something stupid, and those few people would blame him for it.

As for Song Linju, he didn't believe that the kid would be able to hang out with those young masters for long, and it was estimated that the young masters' friendship with him was just a novelty.

After their freshness wears off and it's not a matter of minutes to get Song Linju, let's make that kid proud for a few days.

Several people walked into the basketball court where the game was in full swing, and Song Linju thanked them.

Sun Wenhao smiled, looking well-behaved and kind, not at all arrogant in front of Wang Chengyue, "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Zhuo's friends are our friends."

Brother Zhuo told them about being rescued.

To be kind to Brother Zhuo is to be kind to him, not to mention that Brother Zhuo was still implicated by himself in this matter.

Sure enough, it was because of Li Zhaozhuo, but he didn't want to help him at first, so I still want to thank Sun Wenhao for his help.

Sun Wenhao twirled the ball in his hand in a flashy manner, and sent out an invitation, "Want to play together?"

Looking at his bright smile that seemed to rival the sun, Song Linju shook his head lightly, "No."

Sun Wenhao didn't force it, and patted him on the shoulder, like two good brothers, "Okay, you can come to us anytime if you need anything."

Zhou Yan watched Song Linju leave with a gentle smile, lingered on his thin and slender back, and then looked away calmly under Li Zhaozhuo's gaze.

When Song Linju walked out of the basketball court, that group was no longer there.

He accepted Sun Wenhao's kindness in his heart, and they did save him a lot of trouble.

After Song Linju left, Xie Xuyao ​​put his hand on Sun Wenhao's shoulder and said with a teasing smile, "Haozi, you are too enthusiastic. Those who don't know think Song Linju is your savior."

Sun Wenhao looked at Brother Zhuo, who had a flat look in his eyes, and was even a little cold.

Indeed, compared to Brother Zhuo, the righteous master, he didn't know how much more enthusiastic he was.

Sun Wenhao attributed Brother Zhuo's indifference to the fact that he was not very familiar with Song Linju.

After all, not everyone is as acquainted as he is so that even if they meet a ghost on the road, they can make a few words out of nothing.

Li Zhaozhuo squinted at the joking Xie Xuyao, "What are you talking about, are you still playing?"

"Fight, of course!"

Xie Xuyao ​​glanced at Sun Wenhao, and snatched the ball from Sun Wenhao while he was not paying attention.

Feeling that his hands were empty, Sun Wenhao immediately chased after him, "Hey thank you dog, you despicable villain..."

After a hearty basketball game, the atmosphere among the four became a little strange.

Even a heartless person like Sun Wenhao felt something was wrong.

After almost one class, Zhou Yan didn't score a single goal, and even he scored a few goals.

It's not because of Zhou Yancai, but brother Zhuo didn't let him in.

As long as Zhou Yan gets the ball, Brother Zhuo is like turning on some switch, trying his best to intercept it. If the ball is in someone else's hands, Brother Zhuo is on standby.

If the two of them hadn't grown up together, Sun Wenhao would have thought that Brother Zhuo was pushing Zhou Yan out on purpose.

But weren't they still fine just now?Why did they suddenly confront each other?