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In the end, Gu Jiming took out his political book and began to memorize the compulsory content that the teacher said in class.

There was a lot of content, and based on the focus of the notes that Gu Jiming had borrowed from others in the past two days, he suspected that he had to memorize all four books.

Class [-] is a materialistic calendar class, and the political science exam is in November. Gu Jiming's first goal is to pass the D first.As for Yang Yan's math exercise book, it was held by Yang Yan himself, and he said that he should study it carefully.

But so far no results.

Doing math problems is a very good way to test a person's true character. Gu Jiming held the political book and watched Yang Yan's expression gradually distort.

If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible.

Gu Jiming called Yang Yan: "Would you like to show me again? I might have some ideas."

Yang Yan looked at the pile of crowded letters in the reference answer, and felt that he was back in the junior high school class, his head was empty: "Don't make trouble, just memorize your book."

It's not my fault, Gu Jiming twitched his lips and thought.

Not long after Yang Yan entangled with the math problem, the screen of his mobile phone on the table flickered.It was Song Yuhe who sent a message in the temporary discussion group established by the three of them:

——The eighth middle school invited foreign aid, this group of beasts.

Yang Yan casually picked up the phone and replied:

--who?Don't you just fight casually, and there is no reward, why are you still playing so vigorously?

——Aren’t you also sports students, don’t be ashamed.

Song Yuhe returned quickly:

--how could I know.

——It's not that I can't beat it, it's just that it's a bit black and I can't stand it.

When Yang Yan picked up the phone, Gu Jiming also picked up the phone and sent a message:

——Don’t you play basketball, how can you reply in seconds?

Song Yuhe:

——You used to be in No. [-] Middle School, but you didn’t know that your brother would call him Little Prince in seconds.

— Intermission.

After a meeting, I don't know what Song Yuhe discussed and came to a conclusion:

——Gu Jiming, come and try?

Gu Jiming: "..."

Since he transferred to another school, he has been unable to follow other people's logic.

Gu Jiming didn't quite understand why the opponent wanted to attack him, so he had to be called.

Is it because he looks rough-skinned and has a high health bar?

Gu Jiming couldn't help but reply:

— Tell me to go down, are you sure?

—I can't even dribble.

This time Song Yuhe returned very slowly:

——I thought you would be good at basketball.

According to common sense, if a person's grades are not very good, it means that he must have something else that takes up most of his time.

Gu Jiming's grades were poor, and his games...

Coupled with the fact that Gu Jiming is considered tall among all the sports students, Song Yuhe thought that Gu Jiming's spare time should be a sweaty youth.

Song Yuhe didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say, Gu Jiming has a face that can do evil things, right?

Much like the male protagonist in the reading materials on the street stall at the entrance of the elementary school.

- Then I'll do it.

This is from Yang Yan.

Gu Jiming grabbed the phone and asked Yang Yan: "Are you sure?"

In Gu Jiming's impression, Yang Yan's grades are pretty good and he studies hard, but his physical fitness is obviously not very good.

"You heard what Song Yuhe said just now. It was quite dark."

"Do you plan to let me carry you back when you go back later?" Gu Jiming asked jokingly.

Yang Yan: "Get lost."

The only sport Yang Yan likes is basketball.

Because he shoots the ball accurately, it can bring him a sense of accomplishment.In junior high school, Yang Yan was still the main force of the school basketball team.

If he wanted to do something wrong, Yang Yan would do it too, and he could guarantee that he would be much more ruthless than those people.

Of course this is all nonsense.

The main reason is that this excuse gave Yang Yan a step down. To be honest, the math problem, Yang Yan chose to give up the second time he saw it.

A year of high school study has changed Yang Yan's appearance and temperament, but it obviously has no effect on Yang Yan's essence.

No difference can be seen in the third middle school, mainly because the third middle school itself is a gathering place for students.

He just stood out from the crowd of scumbags, and Yang Yan knew how much he was.

Next time when we talk about making up lessons for Gu Jiming, we have to add qualifiers, except for mathematics.

So embarrassing.

The stadium is quite close to the teaching building, and it only took about 10 minutes for Yang Yan and Gu Jiming to go through the rationale and walk there.

The crowd that surrounded the basketball court gave way to Yang Yan. This time it was Song Yuhe who threw the ball into Yang Yan's hands.

Since Yang Yan entered high school, he hadn't played much basketball, and the only few class games he played were all top-ranked substitutes.

Even Song Yuhe didn't know how much he weighed. Although he didn't have any confidence in his heart, Song Yuhe pointed at Yang Yan and said to the boy opposite: "See, our domestic aid is here."

The boy in the black, white and red school uniform on the opposite side is imposing. When almost all the students took off their school uniforms and only wore vests, he even pulled the zipper to the top, not even showing his neck.The hair is naturally parted in the middle, the exposed eye sockets are deep, and the facial features are distinct. If you really want to describe it in words, it can only be said to remind people of the summer desert, warm and brilliant.

All in all, he is a handsome guy, a handsome guy who looks very carefree.

No wonder there are so many girls out there.

Yang Yan subconsciously looked outside, and found that Gu Jiming had automatically found a seat for himself outside the court.

Slowly, at a speed that Gu Jiming's EQ couldn't comprehend, a group of girls he had never seen surrounded him.

Yang Yan: "..."

He plays basketball, does Gu Jiming pick up girls?Hold.

Song Yuhe pulled Yang Yan's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Be careful, the foreign aid from No. [-] High School seems to be from the city next door."

Yang Yan didn't speak. The second half hadn't started yet, and the ball was still in his hands.

He bounced the basketball to the ground and tested the feel. He was still standing at the entrance, a little far from the basketball hoop.

Even so, Yang Yan narrowed his eyes and guessed the distance.

He can get in.

For the vast majority of spectators who have not put their minds on the field, they just saw a parabola that is often mentioned as a math topic.

The basketball spun around the hoop.

in.

The crowd of onlookers burst into cheers, most of them were exclamations like "Fuck" and "Awesome", both men and women.

I feel pretty good today, Yang Yan thought.

The boy on the opposite side who had been smiling at the corners of his mouth obviously lit up, his eyes that had been staring at the phone moved to Yang Yan, and then he seemed to remember something: "Ah, I remembered, I forgot to introduce myself. "

"I'm meeting you for the first time. My name is Su Ze."

"Neighboring city, No. [-] Middle School of the city." Su Ze said.

Some of the sports students seemed to have heard of this name, which caused a commotion.

Yang Yan hadn't heard of it.

Gu Jiming had never heard of this name before, but he didn't expect that someone in the audience watching the basketball game would have heard of his name.

He was sitting in a corner where he could see the entire basketball court, behind him was a green iron fence, that little boy didn't know what kind of perseverance he used to push away the girls who circled around Gu Jiming, and sneaked in beside him : "You... Are you the same Gu Jiming from No. [-] Middle School? I, I have always admired you, and I never expected to see you here."

This boy was a little excited, and even stuttered a little when he spoke.

The second half of the basketball game had already started when Su Ze grabbed the ball violently, and Gu Jiming diverted his attention from Yang Yan's body to his side.

Someone else hit a ball, but Gu Jiming didn't have time to see it, so he didn't know who it was.

All he knew was that everyone was so loud that his voice was covered.

At this time, Gu Jiming is more like himself.

Gu Jiming put his index finger on his lips: "Shh."

His eyes were half-closed, looking indifferent.

Gu Jiming lowered his voice: "So don't tell others."

The author has something to say: Because he went out to play, Gu Jiming couldn't turn in his homework every week, which is miserable.

Because I want to apply for the list, so I have to press the word count, probably every other day.

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