The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

Unknowingly entered April, the mid-term exam is approaching, and there is a little learning atmosphere in the classroom.But this is only for those with good grades in the front row, and those who sleep in class and play games in the back row still go their own way.

The news spread that Wen Yan was the only one in the second year of high school to participate in the competition, and there was another private discussion in the class, but it didn't make any waves, because they hardly saw the two of them talking in class.

Rumors will not stop at wisdom, but will fade over time.

The wind in April is still cool, Wen Yan would come to the school library every weekend to stay in the afternoon.Zhou Miao has finished reading all the materials that Zhou Miao gave him, so he needs to find some again, and by the way, also look at other extracurricular materials.

Coming out of the library, Wen Yan squinted his eyes with the warm wind blowing on him very comfortably.Thinking that Xiaoqi has not had a good appetite recently, he should be taken out for a walk tomorrow.

A few girls passed by the library, looking at Wen Yan secretly from time to time, whispering to each other, and blushing secretly after walking away.

White shirt, library, clean boy, everything is the most beautiful appearance in youth.

Not far away, Jiang Han was practicing alone on the basketball court.

According to his level, he doesn't need to practice much. Whether it is skills or physical fitness, he is far ahead of others.

But this week Gargamel launched a large-scale siege of Internet cafes, and a group of people dispersed after hearing the news.Jiang Han was bored at home, so he came to school to practice ball.

There were very few people on the campus on weekends, Jiang Han saw Wen Yan standing in front of the library at a glance.

At the same time, she also saw girls turning their heads to look at Wen Yan frequently.

Jiang Han clicked his tongue softly and threw the ball over.

The basketball rolled a few times on the ground and landed at Wen Yan's feet.

"At the same table, are you playing?" Jiang Han shouted from the air.

Wen Yan looked back at Jiang Han, picked up the ball, and threw it back.

Unlike Jiang Han who threw the ball just to say hello, Wen Yan threw the ball at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han easily caught it, and laughed heartily: "Yanyan, you will get revenge if you are so wrong."

Wen Yan turned to leave, Jiang Han followed: "Yanyan, don't refuse, I know you will fight."

"I saw it that night. You are very good at judo. You should also be good at basketball. Why hide it?"

Jiang Han took Wen Yan's hand and said sincerely: "If you don't want to, how about letting you have three balls?"

Wen Yan's eyes fell on Jiang Han's hand holding him, his eyes moved slightly, he raised his head and said, "You said it."

Seeing that Wen Yan agreed, Jiang Han hurriedly said: "Well, I promise. It's not good to keep studying all the time, and you have to relax once in a while, right?"

The two went to the basketball court, defending and attacking, first Wen Yan scored.

The eyes of the two followed each other closely, quickly adjusting to each other's movements.

For the first ball, Wen Yan used judo feints and scored quickly.

When the basketball landed, Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and clapped his hands twice: "Not bad, come again."

The first ball was thrown coincidentally, Jiang Han was prepared, and successfully blocked the second ball.

Jiang Han threw the ball to Wen Yan, with a conniving tone: "Yanyan, this trick doesn't work if it was used last time."

Wen Yan wiped off his sweat, staring at Jiang Han's defensive action: "Really?"

Jiang Han's defense was almost impeccable, and he was the type to be stared at by others on the field.If you want to score a goal, you can only distract him or feint.

For the third ball, Wen Yan chose a direct action first, but when it was time to change his strategy, Jiang Han thought that he would use a false action again, so he defended him in the next second in advance.

But... unexpectedly, the gentle words were useless.

So the third ball... went in and landed perfectly.

Jiang Han turned around in astonishment, saw Wen Yan standing in front, and raised his eyebrows provocatively.

The whole person came alive.

Jiang Han had never seen such gentle words before, he stared blankly for a few seconds, and after realizing it, he said with a fondness that he didn't realize: "Yanyan, you are so lazy."

Wen Yan was noncommittal: "Soldiers never tire of cheating, it's your turn."

Although Wen Yan's judo moves have certain advantages when combined with basketball offense, they are at a disadvantage when it comes to defense.

Jiang Han's movements were fast and fierce, with almost no flaws.

All three goals went into the basket in less than 5 minutes.

Afterwards, after a strenuous exercise, both of them were sweating.

Jiang Han lay lazily on the grass, looked at the clouds floating in the sky and said, "You won, Yanyan."

Wen Yan was still panting slightly, sat on the ground and took a sip of water, and gave a faint "um".

In fact, no matter whether you fight or not, you win with gentle words.

Jiang Han intentionally let him, except the last ball was a bit of a surprise, the other two were Jiang Han's release, and the second ball did not want to be so obvious.

If he didn't hit, Jiang Han would have conceded three balls to Wen Yan at the beginning.

The two knew it well, but they didn't expose it.

After a while, Jiang Han said: "Yanyan, come and watch me play tomorrow."

The gentle and tired tone is completely different from usual.

Wen Yan didn't speak, just looked into the distance.

Jiang Han suddenly turned over, quickly pressed Wen Yan under him, stared straight into Wen Yan's eyes and said, "Watch me play, Yan Yan."

Wen Yan didn't resist, and glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

The red rope pendant slid out, shining brightly and transparently in the sun.

Wen Yan rolled his eyes.

"Watch me play... watch me play... watch me play..."

Unable to get an answer, Jiang Han continued to question him persistently.

"They all have people watching, but I don't have one. I even have to buy water by myself..."

The deliberate coquettish and miserly tone is almost like a large dog that is wronged and coquettish by its owner.

It was the first time I met such a rascal, Wen Yan lost his temper, and said helplessly, "Don't press me, it's so hot."

"That's a promise, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Han immediately got up from Wen Yan, and his whole body became happy: "Remember, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, don't miss it."

Wen Yan suspected that even if he missed it, Jiang Han could still pull him out of the classroom.

How can there be such a rascal.

The basketball game has been in full swing for this month, and it has reached the grade finals. The winning class will represent the school and compete with several other colleges and universities.

It represents the honor of the class and the honor of the school.

Therefore, the cheers have always been very loud, and the enthusiasm for the game will increase as you go to the back.

Class [-] had Jiang Han on the field, and they went all the way to the finals without any hindrance. Tomorrow, Class [-] and Class [-], Class [-] and Class [-], Class [-] and Class [-] will fight against each other.The second class of the fifth class is a liberal arts class, so there is no suspense.

Class [-] is a sports class. Although there are no individual outstanding ones, the overall strength is very strong and should not be underestimated.

Finally arrived at the most exciting finals. On Monday afternoon, before the game started, the playground was already full of people.

There was an endless stream of cheers and cheers, and cheering banners filled the playground.

The cheerleaders are louder and more beautiful than the last, and they are almost blushing and thick neck.

The referee held the loudspeaker and tried his best to maintain the order on the scene, but it had little effect. There was no way. The enthusiasm of the students was too high to resist.

The competition officially started, first class three vs class five.

After the opening dance, the referee blew his whistle, and the basketball was quickly passed on the court, and the loud noise gradually died down.

Everyone is watching the game attentively.

Wen Yan found a clear position with a higher view and sat on the steps.

The cool wind blows the white school uniform, and the skin is white to shiny under the natural light.

Wen Yan looked around for Jiang Han on the field, but couldn't find him.

Jiang Han wasn't in the classroom at noon, and he didn't send him a message. According to Jiang Han's past temperament, he must have come to urge him early in the morning.

So when Jiang Han was not found at the scene, Wen Yan couldn't help being surprised.

The halftime ended quickly, and there was no suspense on the score, 32 to [-].

Wen Yan glanced at his phone again, but Jiang Han didn't send him a message.

When he was hesitating whether to send him a message, his face suddenly felt cold.

Jiang Han pressed the icy water against Wen Yan's cheek, sat down beside him and said, "Be comfortable."

Wen Yan took down the water bottle and asked, "Aren't you going to play?"

"It's not interesting. I'm not going to bully them when I go on stage."

The arrogant and wanton tone has always been Jiang Han's style.

Wen Yan turned his head to look at him: "Then what if you lose?"

"There is no chance, how can I lose when I play."

Jiang Han looked at the audience, then turned his head suddenly, with a smirk in his eyes: "Yanyan, do you want me to lose or win?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Only Jiang Han could ask this kind of question.

Wen Yan turned to the beginning and didn't speak.

"Do you want me to lose or do you want me to win?"

Jiang Han continued to ask, with a persistent persistence that he would not give up until he got an answer: "Tell me quickly, whether to lose or win..."

Seeing that he was showing a tendency to act again, Wen Yan hurriedly said, "I hope you win."

"Thank you for the encouragement from my deskmate."

Satisfied with the answer he wanted, Jiang Han turned around and whistled recklessly: "I'll show you later what real playing is. These are at the kindergarten level."

These words may not be ashamed to say from other people's mouths, but when they come from Jiang Han's mouth, they must have this confidence.

This willful and casual young man has never bothered to conceal his strength and strength.

The game ended quickly, and then came the most anticipated and exciting class three vs. class six. The atmosphere of the competition reached an unprecedented climax.

"Brother Han, it's your turn!" Someone shouted from below.

Jiang Han stood up, bringing with him a gust of wind.

The young man's bones have not yet fully grown, his smooth muscles are thin and powerful, his shoulders are wide and narrow, and his basketball uniform is wrapped around his shoulders, and his whole body exudes vigorous vitality.

The girls around screamed for the straightforward boy in their minds.

"Ahh! Jiang Han, come on, you are my God!"

"Jiang Han, you are the most handsome!"

"Jiang Han, we all believe in you!"

"..."

This scene caused an uproar. In the chaos, Jiang Han lowered his head and said something into Wen Yan's ear, and then jumped down the steps in big strides.

The screams in the crowd became louder, and the CP fans of the "Gossip Exchange Gathering Place" were already crazy. After filming this scene, they frantically swiped the screen in the group.

[First floor: Ahhhh! ! !What did I see! ]

[Second floor: I am so excited now, even more excited than I have made a boyfriend myself! ]

[Third floor: We are so close together, so close, can't it be a love story, ahhhh! ! ! ]

[Fourth floor: How can it be so sweet, satisfying my girlish heart. ]

[Fifth floor: Pulling the school bully and the high-cold school bully, they are a perfect match! ]

……

[Tenth floor: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo envious of the sisters present...]

[Eleventh Floor: I want to use this kind of photo as a wallpaper! ! ]

[[-]th Floor: Solder Jiangyan CP to death for me, mom loves you forever! ! ]

[Floor 29: Can the upstairs be left for the child to survive, woo woo woo...]

[Floor 130: I am their face dog, beautiful love! ! ! ]

……

"Gossip Exchange Gathering Place" adheres to the principle of not disturbing other people's real life, and carries out the CP business with great vibrancy.

No matter what kind of madness becomes online, it will never cause trouble offline.

Therefore, even if the online version of the brain supplement has already engaged in dating, kissing, and sex, the parties still don't know about it.