Xia Lang

Yes.

The girl pointed at the court and asked her to look back, "That's it, the one who played, the shooting guard who just changed."

The friends didn't even look at it carefully, so they raised their lips, "Fart you, doesn't Song Linju wear glasses?"

The girl choked for a moment: "..."

Don't think it's absurd to say that you can't recognize him if you take off your eyes. She didn't recognize him because of this just now. It's because his temperament has changed too much when he puts on the jersey.

In her impression, Song Linju is a low-key person, wearing a pair of glasses, usually wearing a school uniform or a shirt, with calm brows and eyes, looking aloof and gentle, and the current picture of sweating shirtless in the sun, with a vigorous figure and beautiful eyes The wild sharpness cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be irrelevant.

The key is that he usually looks thin, but he didn't expect to have a good figure, and occasionally he can see some abs during shooting and dunking.

The friend squinted his eyes and stared at it carefully for a while, "It's poisonous... When you say it like this, it seems to be a little similar."

"That is, what is a bit similar."

During the collision interception, the score was tied, and there was not much time left, which meant that whichever team scored the last goal was the final winner.

Li Zhaozhuo was the first to grab the ball.

As soon as he got the ball, the black team surrounded him tightly, and he threw the ball to Song Linju who was far away from him.

The black team quickly outflanked him. In the heavy encirclement, Song Linju made a decision that was beyond everyone's expectations. He raised his hands high, pressed his wrists down, made a 90-degree angle between his forearm and back arm, and squinted his eyes so that the direction of his elbow was in line with the direction of his elbow. With a straight line between the baskets, he jumped lightly, clasped his wrist, and shot the ball in a perfect arc.

The ball flew not in the direction of Li Zhaozhuo, nor in the direction of anyone in the red team.

It goes straight to the hoop.

Everyone stared at the ball in the air and ran to the ball frame quickly.

Not surprisingly, it should be a perfect three-pointer, but when the ball fast-tracked into the frame, the captain of the black team jumped up and swung his hand high, trying to beat the ball away.

Shouldn't it be a draw?

The audience watched the scene with bated breath.

At the critical moment, Li Zhaozhuo leaped to an unbelievable height, and with great force in his big palm, he dunked the ball into the goal frame, and the ball frame was shaken with great force.

"Boom", the sound of the ball bouncing heavily on the ground announced the end of the game earlier than the ensuing whistle.

The audience, who had been waiting for it just now, became restless and burst into loud cheers. The enthusiasm of the young people overwhelmed the scorching sun and the endlessly singing cicadas.

"Niupi, come in!"

"Damn it, Li Zhaozhuo's dunk just now was too handsome! My brother killed me too much, brother, I can do it!"

"...Aren't you a year older than him?"

"..."

"Brother, I can!!!"

"Song Linju's squinting shot is also very handsome! I only knew that he was a top student before, but I didn't expect him to be so good at playing basketball."

"The two of them cooperate really well, don't all the handsome guys in the world have a good heart? This full of brotherhood is so good, isn't it woohoo."

……

The red team members ran towards Li Zhaozhuo, who was panting heavily with his hands on his knees.

Sun Wenhao pulled him into a shoulder bump with him, and patted his back with his hand, his excitement was beyond words, "Brother Zhuo, your dunk just now was simply amazing, so handsome!"

Li Zhaozhuo pushed him away, and scolded with a smile, "Who are you with, you hit so hard."

After bumping shoulders with Zhou Yan and Xie Xuyao ​​one by one, Li Zhaozhuo stood in front of Song Linju, took the initiative to take his hand, and lightly bumped his shoulder. Because the movements were too light and slow, the two moved as if they were touching each other. Embrace.

He softened the sharp eyebrows and eyes when he was playing, and something flowed in his sunny eyes, "He played well."

Skewer

Song Linju was slightly stunned, because of his soft and handsome eyebrows, and also because of his words of praise.

Shouldn't he be the one who said that?

"It was you who scored the goal in the end, and you are very good."

Li Zhaozhuo smiled and shook his head, "I wouldn't be able to dunk without the ball you threw over me, because of you, we can win."

We won, like you said.

Seemingly thinking that it was a bit funny for the two of them to brag about each other so commercially, Song Linju's lip line was slightly bent, bringing out the obvious softness of the lips.

Different from his usual performance, it is similar to the softness of flower petals.

Li Zhaozhuo stared straight at the curvature of his mouth, his hearty smile gradually subsided, and the things flowing in his eyes gradually gathered and settled, quietly brewing a deep meaning.

"That's right, Brother Zhuo is right."

Song Linju noticed Li Zhaozhuo's inexplicably hot eyes in Sun Wenhao's voice, he put away his smile unnaturally and returned to his indifferent expression.

"Let's go, let's get some skewers. I'll treat you. Brother Song must come today."

After Song Linju's efforts to turn the tide, Sun Wenhao yelled Song Ge so proficiently. Before Song Linju could say anything, Sun Wenhao put his hand on his shoulder and dragged him to the lounge to change clothes.

Li Zhaozhuo and Xie Xuyao ​​met eyes.

Then he stepped forward tacitly, one slapped Sun Wenhao's hand away, and rescued Song Linju from him, and the other took Sun Wenhao half-dragging and half-dragging him away.

Sun Wenhao was a little confused, "Hey, what's going on?"

Seeing Song Linju getting farther and farther away from him, Sun Wenhao Erkang hand.

Xie Xuyao ​​restrained him with a chokehold, and said in a slightly disgusted tone, "You're going to be pulled on the body of Song Linju, don't you think it's hot?"

It's not because I'm afraid Song Ge will run away.

Sun Wenhao was angry, "You still know it's hot, let go of your hand quickly."

It's embarrassing to say him, isn't his whole body pulled on his back?

Xie Xuyao ​​hugged him even tighter with a smile, and his tone was lazy, which was very hateful, "If you say loosen it, then I will be very embarrassing."

Sun Wenhao couldn't break free, so helplessly angry that he elbowed back and beat him several times.

There are only lockers and benches in the lounge, no shelter.

Of course, they are both boys, and they don't care much about changing clothes in front of each other.Besides, I'm not wearing nothing, I still have a pair of boxers.

Song Linju took his clothes and walked aside, turned his back to them, crossed his hands to his sides, and lifted the hem of his clothes to reveal his thin and white back and shoulder blades that were about to fly away. The movement of taking off his jersey was like a butterfly breaking free from a cocoon. .

Sun Wenhao removed the sticky jersey in twos and twos, and was just about to get the clothes on the bench when he was dazzled by something and blurted out, "I'll go, Brother Song, you are so white."

When Xie Xuyao ​​first met him, he always called him Bai Zhanji, but he was far from Song Linjubai, well, like snow.

Li Zhaozhuo happened to be standing behind Song Linju, the closest person to Song Linju, and Sun Wenhao's voice pulled him back from his daze.

He turned around, like a human wall, blocking the view for him, threw the clothes on Sun Wenhao's face and covered his head, his expression was a little unkind, "There is so much nonsense, don't you mean you are going to have sex? Hurry up and change clothes."

How can you praise boys for being white?This is equivalent to calling a girl black.

Sun Wenhao realized that what he said was thoughtless, so he hurried to make amends, "Then what... I mean Brother Song has a good figure, and the biceps on his arms look strong and powerful."

"fine."

Song Linju doesn't care about these things, he is like his mother, he has a physique that is not very good at tanning, and I don't know how many people have said that he is white since he was a child.

Zhou Yan, who saw only a piece of firm wheat-colored skin, raised his head and met Li Zhaozhuo's lowered eyebrows. The people behind him were completely covered by his tall body.

He didn't feel guilty about being caught, but just smiled meaningfully at him.

Speaking of Sun Wenhao, he hasn't changed his clothes yet.

Zhou Yan became even more curious, his eyes wandered behind Li Zhaozhuo playfully for a while, he wanted to know if Song Linju's back was really so white that even a straight man like Li Zhaozhuo was stunned by it.

It's a pity that Li Zhaozhuo blocked Song Linju like a wall, and he didn't see anything.

Song Linju changed quickly, and when he turned around, he saw Li Zhaozhuo's naked and generous back.

The wheat-colored skin is glistening with sweat, and has a sexiness between the youthful youth and the mature man. There are several bruises on the back, which are shocking at first glance.

Song Linju's drooping fingertips moved, restraining the hands that couldn't help but want to touch them.

Why so many injuries?Did you just hit it with a ball?

Li Zhaozhuo arched his strong back, and quickly put on his clothes. Song Linju's eyelids followed the falling clothes that covered his flesh.

Li Zhaozhuo turned his head around, and when he turned his body away, he saw Song Linju who was downcast and didn't know what he was thinking.

The big palm was slightly opened and swayed under Song Linju's eyes. Song Linju raised his eyes to look at him.

At first glance, it looks like Li Zhaozhuo is holding his face, making him look up at him.

"What are you thinking? I'm in a daze."

"It's nothing, I'm thinking of sending a message to my mother later, saying that I'm eating out."

Li Zhaozhuo nodded, as if thinking of it suddenly, "Didn't you say that there was a math competition in the afternoon a few days ago? Why did you come to watch the game? Could it be that the competition was postponed?"

He would not pretend to be affectionate and think that Song Linju would not take the exam because of him.

Song Linju shook his head, "The exam is over."

"..." Li Zhaozhuo was dumb for a moment, and laughed twice, his deep voice was full of joy.

Song Linju looked at the upturned corner of his mouth and asked inexplicably, "What are you laughing at?"

"After participating in the math competition and catching up with the ball game, you are indeed my teacher Song."

Li Zhaozhuo took it for granted, even he himself did not expect to speak so naturally.

He has never been good at complimenting people, but this sentence seemed to be on his lips, and he slipped out as soon as he opened his mouth.

My... Teacher Song.

The young man's deep and slightly teasing words could easily make the little girl blush. Song Linju's long eyelashes flickered, and he suddenly looked into his eyes.

People with deep eyes and low eyebrows really have an advantage.