The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

After laughing for a while, someone finally asked, "Why are there only clothes and no pants?"

"Yeah, where are the pants? Do we want us to fight them with our bare buttocks?"

"Hahaha...why are you so wretched..."

A few people drove the car with you and me saying a word, why did everyone play 'ball' together, and some colorful words made them burst into laughter from time to time.

An Sheng also laughed, but Jiang Yingyu felt that it was too boring to laugh.

... a bunch of hooligans!

Zhao Wen coughed twice, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and everyone bent down around the back door and waited for him to speak. After no one spoke, Zhao Wen said, "Tomorrow we will go there by bus with Lao Liu, you remember Eat breakfast, it's the knockout round in the morning, and the final in the afternoon, it's up to us whether we can get those thousands of dollars in prize money!"

"Hey, by the way, we've been playing three-on-three all the time, and we haven't gone through it as a whole yet, so what should we do?" one person asked.

Zhao Wen was also asked. He thought for a while and was sure that they mainly took Jiang Yingyu to dribble. They hadn't cooperated with each other yet, but there was actually no big difference.

"It's okay, there are only six of us. If there are any extra people to accompany us, we will fight five to five." Zhao Wen waved his hand, obviously it was no big deal.

An Sheng said, "Let's assign people."

Because there are six people, the overall distribution is that there is only one substitute, so everyone should try their best not to end, otherwise there will be no replacement.

"Well, let Jiang Yingyu be the substitute for the morning match, we have to preserve our strength!" Zhao Wen patted Jiang Yingyu's shoulder, "We are enough for those young people in the morning, and dinner in the afternoon."

After that decision, the next day arrived.

Because the temperature has been dropping for the past few days, Jiang Yingyu can only carry the soccer jersey in his schoolbag and bring some things that may be used. He wears long sleeves and a denim jacket.

When he packed up and came out, An Sheng was already at the door.

An Sheng was leaning against the tree with his head down, playing with his mobile phone. He also put on a blue coat and casual trousers. This set made An Sheng look very slender, unlike a school uniform The same, I feel that everyone is fat and has a five-to-five figure.

"Why are you wearing a hat?" Jiang Yingyu looked at the red peaked cap on An Sheng's head and laughed at him, "Aren't you afraid that the big bad wolf will come later?"

An Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled when he realized it, "Get lost, hurry up."

Jiang Yingyu is a joke, he is Little Red Riding Hood!Is there such a strong Little Red Riding Hood?

After casually eating a bowl of wontons, An Sheng took him to the station.

Jiang Yingyu looked around carefully. Isn't this the time when he came...

"Hey," he put his hands in his pockets and poked An Sheng with his elbow, "This looks familiar! Are you still lying here?"

He raised his chin and pointed to the ground. An Sheng glanced at it, and thought of what happened here when we met for the first time in his mind. He said happily, "Yeah, I almost didn't cook me, and burned me to death." for a while."

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Yingyu laughed.

After they both laughed, An Sheng laughed again and said, "The most fucking annoying thing is that the fat man planned to kill both of us. I really almost vomited blood because of him."

Jiang Yingyu laughed louder and louder, and the more he laughed, the more he couldn't control it. He laughed so hard that he felt like he was going out of oxygen, so he raised his hand and punched An Sheng.

"Hahaha...you fucking..." Jiang Yingyu almost laughed and squatted on the ground, "help me...hahaha...I can't do it..."

An Sheng laughed for a while, only to realize that Jiang Yingyu's smile was not quite right, so he also squatted down, and stretched out his hand to give Jiang Yingyu a break.

"Hahaha hiccup~" Jiang Yingyu covered his mouth, but he stopped, hiccupping with a fucking laugh.

Seeing that he was finally getting better, An Sheng asked him, "Is it that funny? I thought you were going to die laughing."

Jiang Yingyu also felt embarrassed, his laughter was not low, but when he met An Sheng, he felt that everything was funny, and his laughter plummeted.

"Hey, the bus is here, let's go." The yellow bus finally arrived, and An Sheng dragged people and squeezed inside.

Jiang Yingyu strenuously walked in, the feeling was almost the same as when he first came here.

Fortunately, it's not hot now, otherwise there might be another smell.

It was only when they walked to the back that they met Zhao Wen and the others. Except for Liu Qiang and a few teachers who had seats, their students had to stand.

After saying hello to Liu Qiang and the others, An Sheng stretched out his hand to casually grab a pole, while holding Jiang Yingyu's schoolbag strap with one hand, as if he was afraid that someone would lose it.

The two were so crowded that they couldn't move at all, so they had to stand facing each other, An Sheng's breathing was in Jiang Yingyu's ears all the time, he endured it, and hiccupped...

The hiccup made his whole body twitch. After the hiccup, he looked up at An Sheng, and An Sheng was also looking at him.

"Why are you hiccupping so scary," An Sheng said, "It's all right."

Jiang Yingyu shook his head, not saying it was okay, but that he didn't want to talk right now, because he was afraid that he would be hiccupped before he even started speaking, which would be so embarrassing.

An Sheng stretched out his hand to pat him on the vest, but when the car stopped suddenly, An Sheng felt that someone had stepped on him hard, and looked down eagerly, but Jiang Yingyu looked up and was about to apologize to him .

At this very moment, Jiang Yingyu and him just bumped into each other.

"hiss……"

"Hold……"

The two gasped at the same time, Jiang Yingyu covered his forehead with his hands, An Sheng's peaked cap must be made of iron!Nearly poked his skull open.

An Sheng adjusted his hat, raised his hand to hold Jiang Yingyu, and the car started again.

Everyone swayed back and forth, stepping on people from time to time.

After a while, the speed of the car returned to normal, and An Sheng had time to ask him.

"It's okay."

Jiang Yingyu withdrew his hand covering his forehead, he found that he stopped hiccupping!

An Sheng looked at the red line on Jiang Yingyu's forehead, and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he stretched out his hand to touch it, "Oh, it won't hurt if you blow it on."

Jiang Yingyu ignored him.

An Sheng thought for a while, and said, "Our school still has cheerleaders, and they wear small skirts."

He did see the people, they were all sitting in front, and they were all wearing makeup, but they didn't see the little skirts, so they probably changed them when they got to the place.

Jiang Yingyu hummed from his nose.

My forehead still hurts.

It took about half an hour, the car finally stopped, and everyone squeezed out with great effort, only then did they feel how beautiful the air outside was.

An Sheng took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead, which almost killed him from the heat.

Liu Qiang counted the number of people, and counted three or four times in a row, and then he was sure that they were all together.

"Let me ask if there are any students who haven't had breakfast yet, and some of them will hurry to eat something. It will be very troublesome when the competition starts," Liu Qiang shouted loudly, "Some of them will stand up first."

After waiting for a while, no one paid attention to him, so Liu Qiang could only think that everyone was full and full of energy.

Lead the people directly to the front.

Along the way, everyone was amazed at other people's buildings, schools, and so on. Liu Qiang coughed twice to tell them to be more reserved with their faces full of people who had never seen the world.

"Anzi, do you want something to eat later?" Zhao Wen leaned over and asked him in a low voice, Jiang Yingyu couldn't help asking, "Didn't the class teacher just tell him that there was nothing to eat? Why didn't you tell him?"

"Old Liu's words are farting. If I stand up, I might be scolded for something. He does this every time." Zhao Wen saw that he had experienced too much, "Besides, what I said is to go It’s not that I didn’t eat breakfast when I bought some snacks.”

All right, according to An Sheng's appetite, it's fine to say it's a snack.

Jiang Yingyu turned his face and continued walking. After walking for a while, he felt someone touch his arm. He turned his face and saw that it was a girl, who looked familiar.

"This is for you," Tong Lele handed the mineral water in her hand to Jiang Yingyu, raised her hand and made a cheering gesture, "Come on!"

"... Ang." Jiang Yingyu responded.

Girls come and go like the wind, disappearing in a flash.

It was already 08:30, and the game started at nine o'clock, so they had to go into the locker room to change quickly.

After the change, the broadcast asked the captains of each team to draw lots. Speaking of captains, they seemed to have not chosen yet, but because Zhao Wen usually organized them, everyone sat still and waited for Zhao Wen to draw lots. Text to draw.

"Don't be so unlucky," An Sheng said, patting Zhao Wenyuan's chubby stomach.

"Don't worry," Zhao Wen put his hands to his mouth and blew, then rubbed it twice, "as long as it's not the first match."

They sit in the lower left corner of the entire stadium, and they are divided according to the color of the jerseys. There must be at least seven or eight school teams.

Jiang Yingyu looked around, and it seemed that the scale of this once-a-year ball game was quite large.

Liu Qiang was sitting next to him, turning his face to talk to him for a while, and then to talk to other teachers. Jiang Yingyu didn't know whether Liu Qiang was talking to him, so he simply pretended not to hear.

The stadium is indoors, and the seats are stepped. A small flag of a different color is placed on the first table of each school, and behind them are the students of their own school, such as cheerleaders and so on.

After a while, Zhao Wen ran towards them shaking his hands, "Damn it, what the hell are you talking about?"

An Sheng asked him, "What's the matter?"

"I got the first prize," Zhao Wen frowned and looked at the senior referees who were getting ready, "Why am I so unlucky?"

In fact, there is not much difference between the first appearance and the last appearance for Jiang Yingyu.

He asked, "Anything wrong with being first?"

"Of course there is a problem," Zhao Wen said, "At least we can look at other people's tactics and learn from experience, you know?"

It seems reasonable to say so, Jiang Yingyu nodded.

But it's useless to say more now, it's a foregone conclusion.

When they played, there was a burst of laughter from below, mainly because other schools had complete ball uniforms, but they had all kinds of strange pants except for the same clothes, and some even wore sneakers to the game.

Why!I didn't even see it.