born to you

If you ask He Jing what the class he hates the most, he will definitely answer without hesitation: "Mathematics."

Sometimes it is added: "Sports hate it too."

Unlike Luo Mingshan who jumped up and down like a monkey as soon as they came to physical education class, He Jing only expected the teacher to let them have a long period of free activities after the routine laps.

If you move freely, you will not be active, and you will not be active in this life.

He Jing, who was deeply obsessed with this way, used her great body to practice, and found a comfortable corner around the basketball court to watch Luo Mingshan play basketball with the boys in his class.

Leng is personally accustomed to a delicate stinky problem for himself.

No, no, why did Luo Mingshan shoot so inaccurately, what a good opportunity for a three-pointer just now, it was delayed by this grandson!

That so-and-so... Who is this? I don’t know the name, but he is wearing a green suit. Well, then this little green, you can still be fooled by the other party’s obvious fake moves?How stupid is that?

He Jing, who was concerned about the real-time game on the basketball court, lashed out at Fang Qiu in his mind.

"Students, they are all playing ball!"

He Jing's world was disturbed all of a sudden, and several people stopped what they were doing, and stood there looking at the unexpected visitor who had just arrived.

He Jing also squinted at the person coming.

It was a few young people wearing instructor camouflage uniforms.

The leading instructor walked over and said to Luo Mingshan and his group with a smile: "We were assigned to lead military training this year. We just disbanded and wanted to play for a while, but we don't have enough people. How about we play together?" Bar?"

The students were easy to get along with, and they all agreed after hearing this, Luo Mingshan counted the combined number of people on both sides, and was a little worried: "The total of our two groups is only nine people, not enough for two teams. "

The little green finger just now pointed to He Jing who had been sitting next to him for a long time, and suggested, "It's not enough for us to bring He Jing here." Then she ran over to ask He Jing.

He Jing, who bought the audience ticket, was about to be dragged to the stage, a little caught off guard, so he had to half-truthfully evade and say: "I don't play well..."

Xiaolu enthusiastically patted him on the shoulder, but was dodged, so he could only say awkwardly: "It's okay, you're so tall, you can score goals with just hitting."

Let's put...what nonsense, Luo Mingshan is taller than him, so he still can't score a few goals.

At the same time, He Jing was dissatisfied with her height for the first time... I don't blame him for being so tall, it's because his parents have good genes.

Luo Mingshan looked at He Jing, who was temporarily captured, with gloating joy and a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Brother Jing, are you okay?"

"You'll know if you try it."

Luo Mingshan blushed and said: "Damn ghost, what kind of dirty words are you talking in broad daylight!"

He Jing smiled at him, as if Luo Mingshan would beat him to death on the spot if he said one more word.

Under the repeated request of He Jing and Luo Mingshan, the two groups of ten people did not regroup. The reason is very simple. Sleeve camouflage, in He Jing's eyes, there is no difference.

At the beginning of the ball game, an instructor called a student from nowhere to act as a referee in the middle, holding a whistle in his left hand and throwing the ball in the right, while standing on both sides were instructor No. [-] and Luo Mingshan who were about to jump the ball.

He Jing also took her own position, staring at the basketball nervously, only to find that the student referee in military training uniform was Li Qi.

Li Qi obviously noticed him too, and smiled at him.

Ahhh.He Jing nodded to him.

This elementary school boy is quite enthusiastic.

"Beep——" Li Qi blew his whistle, threw the ball up at the same time, and exited the field quickly.

He Jing didn't dare to think too much, and immediately adjusted her state to focus on the game in front of her.

After hearing the whistle, Luo Mingshan took advantage of his height and jumped as hard as he could. With a wave of his long arm, he intercepted the basketball that was still in the air. Calling out He Jing's name asked him to react and push the ball towards him.

He Jing took a good posture, took a slight step forward, and took the basketball to his chest, but at this time, the instructors No. [-] and No. [-] who heard the sound came from the left and right sides. He Jing shook back and forth trying to find a breakthrough, but to no avail. Seeing that Xiaolu, who was not far from the basket in front of him, was not surrounded by people, he squatted down and made a fake move. Sure enough, he successfully deceived the two instructors, and then jumped up and threw it at Xiaolu. After reacting, he could only shout: "Little Green!"

Little Green: "???"

This nickname really terrified him.

Xiaolu can't care too much about it. After all, He Jing's high-altitude flower is not a day or two. At this time, I should be grateful to give him a nickname.

Xiaolu quickly rushed to the basket and made a two-pointer.

The second and third class of senior high school took the lead in scoring two points. Li Qi flicked the scoreboard, and the morale was 2-0.

He Jing moved his gaze up the scoreboard and exchanged glances with Li Qi.He could clearly see that there was a little surprise in those dark eyes.

Yep, another person who put him out of work.

He Jing didn't care about that much, and at the same time, he also accidentally discovered some other advantages--Luo Mingshan had kindly told him the names of the players in his class before the start, but he didn't remember--now it seems that, It's still a code name.

After a short jump, everyone quickly returned to the game. At this time, the basketball was still in the hands of Class [-] and [-], and the ball was held by a boy in a white T-shirt.

Very good, I'll call you Xiaobai.

Xiaobai might not trust his accuracy very much, holding the ball and not daring to act rashly, at such a moment of hesitation, the instructor No. [-] snatched the ball behind him.

Instructor No. [-] pulled out from behind Xiaobai in an instant, like a loach dodged Xiaolu and He Jing who were chasing after the victory, jumped up at the three-point line, pushed the ball at the same time, and scored a three-pointer.

Seeing that the field changed to 2-3 in an instant, Xiaobai bowed his head in self-blame and apologized to everyone.

Luo Mingshan comforted him: "It's okay, it's just for fun, don't worry too much."

He Jing also said, "Relax."

From when He Jingmao was outside the field just now, it can be seen that Xiaobai's shots are very accurate, but his mentality is unstable and he dare not try. The first reaction after getting the ball is to hand it to his teammates.

He Jing, the life coach, thought, how can this be done?

Instructor He was about to help him, so he winked at Luo Mingshan, and the two surrounded and went deep into the enemy camp to regain the basketball possession.

Luo Mingshan was swaying in disorder in front of him, passing several people in a row, He Jing went directly from the other side to a few steps behind Luo Mingshan, blocking instructor No. [-] at Luoming Mountain, forcing him to throw the basketball At the same moment, he jumped up to get the basketball and ran to the other side of the field quickly.

Xiaolu was dumbfounded, the cooperation between these two people is so tacit and unique, and, classmate He Jing, you are not playing well?

He Jing didn't care about that much, and yelled at Xiaobai who was standing on the three-point line, and was about to throw the ball over for him to shoot.

But two people looked at him at the same time.

Luo Mingshan arrived quickly and reminded He Jing in a low voice: "Please take care of this life mentor, there are two wearing white clothes today."

He Jing quickly reacted, and caught another feature: "The low Xiaobai, catch the ball, and directly make a three-pointer."

Xiaobai, who is low, had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept this title. After receiving the ball, he sent the ball and shot it, and smashed the ball into the basket with a bang.

What's the matter with hitting a ball and attacking personally!

The field immediately became 5-3, and Li Qi smiled at them after turning over the counting cards.

Mou Jing, the life mentor, smiled back at him.

Instructor No. [-] was moved to the front, and said helplessly to He Jing and Luo Mingshan: "You two are so tricky, this cooperation is really useless..."

Luo Mingshan laughed, stretched out his fist and touched He Jing, and said proudly to instructor No. [-]: "Of course, we used to play together often."

He Jing raised her eyebrows, instead of reminding the time involved in this sentence, she pulled her mind back to the court.

Another tall guy, Xiaobai, was holding the ball with both hands. Instructor No. [-] had stopped him at some point, and in a hurry, he passed the ball to Xiaolu, who was also surrounded.

He Jing saw that the situation was not good, Luo Mingshan and another Xiaobai were also surrounded, and no one on the field could catch the ball, so he could only shout: "Give me the ball."

Regardless of the fact that he was several steps away from the effective path of Xiaolu's throw, he flew forward. Unexpectedly, instructor No. [-] appeared in front of him. He Jing immediately gave up the idea of ​​catching the ball and moved aside to avoid hitting someone. .

Let it pass, the ball was not thrown by Coach No. [-], it was rubbed abruptly, changed its trajectory, and rolled along He Jing's feet.

He Jing's lamp was dark, so he didn't see the ball, so he stepped on it and hit the street on the spot.

At this time, Luo Mingshan couldn't care less about the football game, so he rushed to help He Jing up, and asked him if he was okay.

He Jing naturally wanted to save face outside, even if he had really sprained his ankle just now and it hurt so badly, he wouldn't say it in front of so many people.

He Jing waved his hand lightly, with a relaxed expression as if he wasn't the one who just fell off a big horse: "It's okay, but I guess I can't play basketball right now."

Instructor No. [-] blamed himself very much, no matter how the ball flew out of his hand, he took a step forward and was about to pick up He Jing and send him to the infirmary.

Although He Jing has a special sexual orientation, it doesn't mean that he likes to be carried by any man. He slowly looked at Luo Mingshan, who immediately understood, and said to Instructor No. [-], "I'll see him off." Just go to the infirmary, you are still in military training time, it is not good if the instructor is not at the military training ground."

Instructor No. [-] was a little hesitant, and Li Qi stepped up to help He Jing: "Instructor, our rest time is about to pass, and you really can't leave."

Instructor No. [-] looked at Li Qi, his eyes sparkling: "That's it, you send the person there for me, you don't need to train today, and take care of this classmate."

He Jing had no objection to Li Qi's proposal to send her there, at least Li Qi looked better than instructor No.

Naturally, Li Qi was also happy to accept it. He also had this intention when he went up to He Jing to clear the siege just now.

He stepped forward to help He Jing from Luo Mingshan's arms, but Luo Mingshan was worried and refused to hand He Jing over to Li Qi, insisting on sending him from the basketball court to the infirmary by himself. When going up the stairs, let Li Qi support He Jing on the other side so that He Jing can borrow strength.

He Jing waved his hand to signal the two of them to get out together, and jumped up layer by layer while supporting the handrail of the stairs.

Just kidding, just now there is no one who can support it on the flat ground. Now that there are handrails in the stairwell, is it reasonable for people to hold it?He didn't have a broken leg.

Luo Mingshan jumped up anxiously: "Brother Jing, can you stop pushing yourself, did that sprain hurt you?"

He Jing glanced at Li Qi, who was also nervous, and said mercilessly to Luo Mingshan, "Shut up." There are other people here. Is it a misfortune to say these things?

Luo Mingshan had no choice but to shut up, frowning as he watched He Jing propping himself up the stairs.

Fortunately, the infirmary is on the second floor, otherwise Luo Mingshan might have wrinkled lines on his brows at a young age.

Luo Mingshan supported He Jing to walk slowly from behind, while Li Qi first went to the infirmary to explain He Jing's situation to the medical teacher, and packed out a hospital bed.

As soon as He Jing sat on the hospital bed, the class bell rang outside the room. He Jing kicked Luo Mingshan with his intact foot: "You should go back to class."

Luo Mingshan got emotional: "I won't go."

He Jing really wanted to beat him to death, thinking about the old love that was sent all the way just now, tried to take a few deep breaths to calm down: "This is Lao Liu's class, you go back and tell him that I sprained my ankle and am half dead In the infirmary, you can't take his math class. Otherwise we will both be punished."

Luo Mingshan wanted to bargain with him again, but He Jing said harshly: "If you don't leave, don't copy my homework."

Luo Mingshan had no choice but to follow his words and leave.

The medical teacher, who had been struggling for a long time, came over, put the things on the bedside table next to the hospital bed, and said a little sorry: "The school suddenly notified the medical teacher in the building to go to a meeting. I may not be able to help you. How about you Rest here now, waiting for me to come back?"

He Jing said it was fine.

Li Qi also smiled at the medical teacher: "It's okay, teacher, I know some simple massage techniques for sprains, I'll help him fix it, you can go and do it."

After all, the medical teacher was just a girl who just graduated, and she was not much older than these two, not to mention that Li Qi was very gentle, and she was a little shy and blushing, so she nodded and ran away.

He Jing secretly glanced at Li Qi's handsome face several times, and said to others after being quite satisfied, "You can go too."

This hand crossing the river and tearing down bridges is a very smooth game.

But Li Qi didn't leave, he pulled a stool aside and sat in front of the bed, gently pulled He Jing's sprained leg over, rolled up his trouser leg twice, poured some bruises in the palm of his hand, rubbed Hot, go to his already red and swollen wound.

"Hiss—" It hurts, hurts, hurts!

Did this kid do it on purpose?Just because you kicked him out and started revenge?

"Be patient, it will be fine after a while." Li Qi increased the strength in his hands, and continued to knead skillfully.

He Jing is full of thoughts: Liar!It still hurts after a while!