The cold tablemate is a bamboo horse

The other side still turned a deaf ear and bit Jiang Han to death.

The score was pulled to 36 to 36, and the sports class was [-].

Although their goal was Jiang Han, and Jiang Han's strength was half trapped, but he still performed well, half of the points were scored by Jiang Han, and some shots were long-range three-pointers.

The field is still explosive. Some people say that the sports class is immoral, while others say it is a strategy. There has been endless debate outside the field.

In fact, there was another purpose for them to stop so deadly, and that was to anger Jiang Han, and then make him foul and be cleared by the referee.

But at the end of halftime, Jiang Han followed the rules all the time, never got angry or fouled.

When someone deliberately bumped into his body while throwing a ball, he only showed a smile that was not a smile afterwards, but he still couldn't hide his bright and bright face.

At the end of the two quarters, the referee blew his whistle, and a group of people surrounded him, and the scene was full of excitement.

"Fuck, it's really unpleasant to watch!"

Chen Xing was squeezed out by the crowd full of anger, and sat down next to Wen Yan: "I'm still in the gym class, so I might as well call him a shameless king. The number 16 is obviously not good, and it has been sticking to Jiang Han's body, causing several balls to be handed over." Team Dujia has lost all the steamed gifts for you."

"There are still two quarters, they should have run out of stamina."

Chen Xing was too angry when he sat down, he didn't notice that he was very close to Wen Yan, and Wen Yan moved a little to the side.

"I can see my fists are hardened! If I fight them directly on the court. Fuck, who is afraid of whom!"

Chen Xing spat hard, and the more he talked, the more angry he was, he almost rushed over to fight.

After he finished speaking, Wang Junlin, who was watching from the top of his head, had already rushed to the opposite camp. With his own strength, he cursed one by one, causing the opposite party to stand up collectively.

"What are you rascals! Come here if you have the ability, the dung beetles in the latrine are better than you!"

"The brilliance has reached home, do you want to award an honor and frame it?"

"It's a waste of air to live on the earth as much as you can..."

"Spray on your mother! Say it again if you have the guts!"

"Just say it, a grandson is a grandson, even if you say that a grandson is cheaper to you..."

Seeing that the trend of ignition was getting more and more prosperous, the teacher who maintained order hurriedly pulled people away. Before leaving, Wang Junlin was still cursing angrily.

"I... rub!"

Chen Xing on the side was dumbfounded, and admired: "The cow is still the old king, this is not the rhythm of being beaten by the group."

Wen Yan looked back and smiled.

The uproar came this way.

"Brother Han, do you want a massage?"

"Need not."

"Senior Jiang Han, do you... want some water?"

"Thanks, there are people."

"Senior! Can I take a photo with you?"

"Sorry, camera phobia."

Jiang Han walked all the way to Wen Yan's side, blocking countless enthusiastic fans who wanted to express their admiration.

Walking to Wen Yan with enthusiasm and vigor, when he saw Wen Yan and Chen Xing sitting next to each other, he suddenly widened his eyes.

The gaze was as real as it was, and it fell on the arms of the two of them.

Chen Xing was blinded, so when he was about to speak, Jiang Han sat down between the two of them.

Chen Xing: "..."

Wen Yan: "..."

"Yanyan, I'm so thirsty."

The coquettishness of the big wolf dog.

Wen Yan didn't know why he was going crazy again, so he handed him the water bottle and sat a little further away.

Jiang Han took the water bottle, staring at the distance between the two of them that could be filled by another person, his expression instantly resentful.

Seeing that he was about to speak again, Wen Yan hurriedly said, "Take a rest first, you are covered in sweat."

This is not the first time he has been rejected, Jiang Han has already learned to heal himself.

The water in his hand was icy, he was happy again, and moved his butt a little towards Wen Yan.

Don't dare to move too much, for fear of being rejected again.

Just after playing, Jiang Han was soaked in sweat.

Beads of sweat slid down the sharp face, and rolled into the collar with the action of raising the head to drink water, and it was shining under the sun, sexy, and full of hormonal tension.

This is a face that girls are crazy about.

The girls around screamed again, shouting "so handsome, so handsome".

Take a break.

Chen Xing doggedly said, "Brother Han, is it hot? Do you want to fan? Do you need leg pinching service?"

Jiang Han was very satisfied with this kind of compliment, and said like an old man: "Let's take care of you, little Xingzi, work harder."

The intermission time was 15 minutes, Jiang Han rested for 10 minutes, stood up and moved his hands and feet, unconsciously rubbing his hands on his ankles.

Wen Yan paused, and asked, "What's wrong with your feet?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Jiang Han kicked twice indifferently, and said casually, "Old injury, it's okay."

After a while, he jokingly said, "Is my deskmate caring about me?"

Wen Yan always ignored his blunt words, looked at him twice, and then looked away again.

In the third game, he was still blocked very badly, but it could be seen that the opponent was exhausted, and several people were replaced in a row.

When the game came to a critical moment, the score is now 62 to 57, and it has been biting tightly.

In the last quarter, the game entered a fierce stage.

The opposite side adjusted their strategy, still defending Jiang Han, but began to grab the ball and score baskets.

The purpose is very clear, which is to widen the score and try not to be overturned in the end.

But in the fourth quarter, the game reversed.

The defense on the opposite side is obviously not good enough, and the physical strength can't keep up.

What Jiang Han lacked most was physical strength, and this was the opportunity he had been waiting for.

Relying on speed to get rid of the defense, and then as long as the ball is in Jiang Han's hands, it is a must-go situation.

Even if it is in the outer circle, every three-pointer made must be scored.

The situation was pulled apart, and the atmosphere rose instantly. Within 5 minutes, Jiang Han scored seven goals, pushing the game to the peak.

The boys and girls outside the arena were already screaming like crazy.

"Ahhh! Jiang Han!!"

"Jiang Han is so handsome!!!"

"Oh! Brother Han, kill those bastards!!"

The opponent still wanted to stop Jiang Han, but at this moment he was powerless, and Jiang Han was already fighting fiercely.

The ball was so fast in his hands that no afterimage could be seen, and the movement was only fast but not slow.

Passing the ball in the halfcourt, driving to the basket, unstoppable.

It can be seen that the first few games were also aggrieved.

The score dropped by more than [-] at once, completely reversed.

Shouts resounded throughout the campus.

In the last ten seconds, the opponent gave up the offensive, and the five defended the basket in strict formation.

Jiang Han dribbled the ball and sprinted over, the only target in his eyes was the basket.

"Vote! Brother Han!" Wu Fei shouted excitedly from the side.

Jiang Han's three-pointer is very accurate, this shot is absolutely steady, but he didn't.

Seeing the extremely vigilant look in the eyes of the five people across from him, Jiang Han showed an inexplicable smile.

That smile was ruffian and wicked, mixed with a trace of contempt and disdain.

He easily broke through the defense of five players alone, and made a perfect shot at the last second.

When he turned his head, he was arrogant and willful, so arrogant that he looked empty——

"I didn't want to beat you so badly, but you provoked me."

"Brothers, let's practice hard again."

Facing the provocation, the five people on the opposite side looked depressed and convinced that they lost.

The referee blew his whistle, the game was over, and the crowd swarmed the playground.

Jiang Han pulled forty points with his own strength, and the atmosphere exploded completely.

"Ahh!!! Jiang Han, you are our God!"

"Jiang Han! You are so handsome!!"

"Senior! Can the university wait for me!"

"..."

Afterwards, Jiang Han found Wen Yan alone in the classroom, begging for praise.

"At the same table, do you think I'm handsome?"

Wen Yan was doing his homework, and his body became hot from the scorching heat all over his body.

"You stay away from me."

"Are you handsome or not? Tell me."

The big wolf dog mode started again.

"Handsome... handsome... handsome... handsome..."

Finding that this person is becoming more and more clingy, Wen Yan helplessly raised his forehead: "Handsome, you are the most handsome."

Jiang Han didn't feel much when he said this from other people's mouths, but when he heard it from Wen Yan, the whole heart of Jiang University was elated.

"Next month's competition is coming too. You are my motivation in the arena at the same table. Without you, I don't have much passion..."

The man started talking flirtatiously again, Wen Yan pushed him a bit: "Stay away from me, you stink..."

"Ah... is there any?"

Jiang Han picked up the collar and sniffed it, knowing that Wen Yan has a cleanliness habit, he automatically stayed away: "Yanyan, this is all sweat for you, how can you dislike it..."

Since then, Jiang Han has become famous in the first battle, and there are many strange faces at the door of the classroom who detour to go to the bathroom.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

...

After the midterm exam, Tongcheng entered the rainy season, and the weather began to heat up.The sweltering weather, coupled with the humid season, made people feel irritable.

The mid-term summary meeting of the whole school was held in the auditorium due to the bad weather.

On Friday afternoon, after the broadcast called several times for all the students to gather in the auditorium, a large number of people carrying chairs poured out of the teaching building, and there was another burst of eruption.

"Fuck! This is too hot!"

As soon as he entered the arena, Wang Junlin burst into foul language.

"Take a sauna."

Luo Qing answered, holding a cardboard and fanning his body vigorously, bead-sized beads of sweat kept coming out of his face: "I was supposed to charge you, but I also gave you a free sauna session."

"Fuck, I'm going crazy."

Wang Junlin was so hot that he wanted to find something to fan, but when he turned around, he saw Wu Fei holding a small fan in his hand.

It's pink, and it's quite flamboyant.

He stared straight at the small fan in Wu Fei's hand, and his eyes were about to get angry: "Da Fei! Which elementary school girl's fan did you snatch?"

Although Wu Fei was blowing a fan, it was barely sufficient for this 2000-seat auditorium, which was like an oven, and he was irritated by the heat.

"Pink, who else can it be?"

Wang Junlin snorted, glanced at the last two vacant seats, and asked, "Brother Han, where is Wen Xueba?"

Wu Fei weakly pointed to the front and then to the back: "When you speak on stage, let the wind blow at the door."

Wang Junlin groaned again, and sat down quietly.

After 10 minutes, under the hard work of the front desk teacher to maintain discipline, the endless complaints in the auditorium gradually subsided.

The patter of rain outside the window echoed in the auditorium, and the ceremony officially began.

Jiang Han came in from the back and sat down in the last seat.

This kind of ceremonial speech is actually nothing to listen to. It is nothing more than some old-fashioned old sayings that go in one ear and out the other.

There are a lot of gossips, and a lot of people who doze off. Occasionally, I hear one or two keywords of "winter and summer vacation" to boost my energy, but the enthusiasm subsides.

Luo Qing and Wang Junlin in front were chatting about games in low voices, their voices got a little louder when they got excited, they suddenly raised their heads to look around and started chatting again.

Wu Fei usually couldn't stay on this kind of occasion, so he had long gone to the girls in the front row.

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly realized that Jiang Han didn't seem to have spoken much today.

"Brother Han, do you want to go to the Internet cafe on weekends?" Wang Junlin turned around and asked.

Jiang Han was playing with his mobile phone. He didn't know if it was hot or something, but he didn't look energetic.

"No time this week, next week."

Wang Junlin turned his head in embarrassment: "Oh, then..."

More than an hour before the ceremony, they were talking about boring formal clichés. At the middle of the ceremony, it was finally the student representatives who spoke, first the third graders.

When it was Wen Yan's time, Jiang Han regained his energy, put away his phone and started looking at the front desk.