[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

Raymond stood there pompously, with a shiny sports car behind him.He finally got the keys to his new car as he wished, and has since taken over the task of sending Jessica to school.

"You're too slow." The moment he saw Jessica, Raymond arrogantly twirled the key in his hand and turned around to the other side.

Jessica moved the strap of the tote bag to her shoulders, opened the car door, and rolled her eyes inwardly, as if he wasn't the one who made her late every day.

"I didn't expect you to be the first lady to get into my new car, my dear sister," Raymond said hypocritically, "I hope you don't faint in my car, or it's really bad luck."

"I'll try to stay awake." Jessica slammed the car door shut.

"I really don't know who can stand you." Raymond shook his fist at her and started the car angrily.

The black Porsche drove smoothly out of the garage and onto the road.Raymond had been driving the car excitedly for several hours yesterday, and now he was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his speed was fairly even.He opened the car window halfway, letting the wind blow through his short hair, and he looked really happy.

"What's the matter with you and Eleanor?" Jessica stroked her hair that was blown by the wind, and suddenly remembered Anne Jones' hostility towards her recently.

Raymond immediately became like a deflated ball.

"For some reason, I broke up with her." He adjusted his sitting position, "but El is not so comfortable with this fact."

"It can be seen," Jessica gave him a sympathetic look, the couple has always been in the spotlight, and their latest dynamic is so dramatic that even she has heard about it, "but what does this have to do with me? "

"I'm your brother!" Raymond's eyes widened. "This is the relationship with you."

"That's not what I mean," Jessica rubbed her forehead, "I mean, Eleanor seems to blame me for this."

"I didn't mention you a word." Raymond immediately dismissed it.

"Okay, but can't you tell her the real reason? Whatever it is."

"I just, sort of, did tell her," Raymond shrugged, "or hinted at her."

Jessica turned her head away angrily, Raymond was always so secretive about this matter.

"I have a good premonition for today's game," Raymond changed the subject and said enthusiastically, "The opponent is our old opponent, and I have a secret weapon."

"Oh?" Jessica raised her eyebrows in disinterest.

"That's our genius—Sherlock." Raymond was not disappointed by her perfunctory attitude, "He promised to help us observe the opponent's flaws and weaknesses, and let us hit them right away!"

"Huh? I thought he didn't like football?" Jessica was a little surprised.

"Don't like it doesn't mean you don't understand." Raymond is full of confidence, "This is what Sherlock owes me, who made him suddenly become a party freak? What a crazy idea to hold a celebration party at James' house !You have no idea how embarrassed I am to make this rude request to James!"

Jessica leaned her head against the car window, a little annoyed. If Sherlock owed Raymond for this, she owed Sherlock even more.

Margaret still seldom appeared in school, and even when she did, she always hid aside, more timid than before.And that incident hadn't happened yet, and it was really hard for her to imagine James' role in this incident.As far as she could remember, James was the perfect guy, the straight A student, the heartthrob at school, always so well mannered.How much did he have to do with it?

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After a long day, finally ushered in the much-anticipated football match in the afternoon.Jessica and Emma sat in the packed stands, surrounded by enthusiastic spectators carrying banners, air horns and team-branded scarves.This is Raymond's last game of the season. He is wearing a blue and white No. 28 jersey and directing warm-ups from the sidelines.Their opponent was an independent boys' school in Cheshire, wearing a red jersey, looking menacing, even in an away game, it was very aggressive and difficult to deal with.

In the past, Raymond had a cheerleading team led by Eleanor to provide logistical services for every game. However, due to well-known reasons, Eleanor did not show up today, and other cheerleaders were also scattered in the stands. Jessica I had to temporarily replace the work of bringing water and handing towels to Raymond.

"Guys, cheer up," Raymond slapped his hands and shouted to the players, "We're going to win this one! Got it!"

He drove players one by one to the field, took a sip of water himself, threw the water bottle into Jessica's arms, waved to Joanna and Mark in the stands, and trotted all the way to the center of the field.

The referee blew his whistle and the game started.Jessica was sitting with a few substitute players, and I had to say that the bench had a much better view, and she had to pass towels to Raymond from time to time, so she had to leave Emma and sit in the stands alone.

Soon, 10 minutes passed in the game, the situation on the field was very stalemate, and neither side got cheap from the other side.The coach of the football team, Max, was jumping on the sidelines and yelling at the people on the field.

"That No. 17 player, if he hits the Achilles tendon in his right hamstring, he won't be playing again."

Jessica was observing the situation on the field a little nervously, when a familiar voice sounded next to her, which startled her.

"Uh, hey, Sherlock." She patted her chest, and found that this elusive man sat beside her at some point, holding a newspaper to shade her, "But it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that it's a foul. "

"Really?" The corner of Sherlock's mouth curved downward in a disgusted arc, "I thought I won as long as I got that ball into the opponent's net. What's the point if you can't make physical contact?"

"..." Jessica didn't know how to explain, "Physical contact is acceptable, but... it can't be too violent?"

"Why doesn't No. 8 shoot directly? From his angle, he can just hit the goal post, and the rebound angle is the dead corner of the person who catches the ball." Sherlock pointed to Ollie who had just kicked the ball away.

"...Because he just can't do it, I guess." Jessica said helplessly, "Ollie is too far away from the goal, and there are two people around him blocking him."

"Come on, isn't that what they train for every day?" Sherlock fanned the wind with a newspaper, his face full of disbelief, "Number 28 even missed every shot, he is not used to the new prosthetics?"

Jessica almost spit out a mouthful of water, and Raymond shouldn't be too happy to hear his "secret weapon" evaluate his skills.

"I really don't understand what these people are doing," Sherlock concluded calmly. "All the people, the people running on the field, the people sitting here, including myself."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head to the substitute sitting aside, "Why don't you go up and help them? They are about to lose."

"I..." The junior team member was frightened, he stammered, "It's not my turn yet."

"Is this ordering or something? Do you still have to queue up one by one?" He cursed irritably, speeding up the frequency of the fan.

Why did he look like he ate a powder keg?Jessica glanced at Sherlock, his expression was unhappy, as if he was extremely uncomfortable with this noisy occasion, and looked like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"If you're... not used to this," she said carefully, "you can leave, it's fine. I promise Raymond will be fine, if you care."

Sherlock didn't speak, didn't leave, just loosened the collar of his shirt, and his frown deepened.

The first half ended with a zero-to-zero draw. Coach Max looked solemn, and the players headed by Raymond were also downcast.They gathered in a circle on the sidelines to discuss the tactics of the second half. It seemed that there was some disagreement, and the atmosphere was tense.

Ever since Jessica said that, Sherlock hadn't said a word, which made her feel guilty for a long time for no reason, but she didn't realize where she said something wrong.Suddenly Sherlock stood up and walked over to Max, interrupting their increasingly out-of-control argument.

Jessica couldn't see his face, and couldn't hear what he said clearly. She only saw Max's expression gradually turn from annoyed at the beginning to serious, and finally to thoughtful.With a yell, Raymond rushed forward to give Sherlock a hug, but was pushed aside cruelly and deftly.

The whistle blew in the second half, the players left the dugout, and now they looked refreshed as if they were alone, Raymond even blew a few kisses in the direction of the stands, Jessica heard Joanna Screaming "Baby! Come on! Kick 'em ass!"

What the hell just happened?Jessica looked around curiously, but Sherlock disappeared without saying hello, and he was nowhere to be found from the stadium to the stands.

The situation in the second half was much better. Although the opponent's bite was tight, Raymond and the others still scored a goal in the last minute with a slight advantage.In the cheers of the audience, the game ended.

Spectators in the stands were caught up in the triumphant carnival, they excitedly waved banners, and the sound of air horns and screams filled the sky.Jessica was also excited about the hard-earned victory, and she and Emma handed out water and towels to everyone.Emma patted Kevin on the shoulder and praised his performance on the court, which embarrassed Kevin.And when Jessica didn't pay attention, Raymond slipped away from under her nose, and she didn't find him after asking around.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the stadium became deserted again.Joanna and Mark told Jessica and hurried off to work.Emma also went home, Jessica finished clearing the water bottles by the court, Raymond was still missing, she had to sit there and wait while regretting why she didn't take Emma's ride back.

Most of the players didn't know why they didn't leave, standing there arguing about something. The name "Sherlock" drifted over, and she unconsciously pricked up her ears to listen.

"... To tell you the truth, Sherlock did help a lot. If it wasn't for him, we might not have won at all."

"You're right, so we should thank him all the more, shouldn't we?"

"Then you go and give him the fucking cake! A chance to explain again how long you and your girlfriend are making out."

A group of people burst into laughter at the same time, and the boy who was ridiculed blushed and was speechless.

"Then why don't you go, Calvin?"

"The last time my mother was pregnant, my father didn't know it. Sherlock guessed it first." Calvin spread his hands, "And I don't want to know whether I will have a brother or a sister. This should be a surprise."

There was a booing from everyone.Calvin still gritted his teeth and refused amidst the "coward".

"Guys, guys," Ollie stood up and presided over the overall situation, "Of course we all know how terrible Sherlock is, but now someone must convey our thanks to him, that bastard Raymond left us and ran away... "

"He was still in the rest area over there just now, I really don't understand..."

"I seem to see him with a guy in a red jersey, is he crazy?  …"

The crowd complained for a moment about their irresponsible captain, and Ollie silenced them all.

"The question now," he analyzed, "regardless of what happened in the past, is there anyone who hasn't done something unspeakable in the past two or three days? Is there anyone who hasn't smoked dama in the past few days? , stay out at night, go to the bar with a gun, fuck someone's belly, be a quick shooter or something? Anyone? Just today? No one?"

The team members shoved and shoved each other, but no one answered.Ollie laughed angrily, "I can't believe you guys hang out during games."

"What about you, Ollie?" someone called out.

"I'm not fooling around," Ollie's face remained unchanged, "but you know why, I'm worried that if he exposes the fact that I have an affair with Winona Ryder, Johnny Depp will kill me."

He was pressed to the ground and beat with all his hands and feet.

Jessica was so excited to watch the excitement, she didn't notice that Calvin was staring at her with malicious eyes.

"Jessie, Jessie," he leaned over, smiling all over his face, "the most beautiful girl in the world, please help us lost lambs!"

The author has something to say:

Give to a group first ~ Thank you for your support ~

I saw that there are many questions about the plot at the bottom of the last chapter, so I will talk about it here in a unified way, so I won’t answer them one by one~

Why do these questions arise? The author has a lot of responsibility, mainly because he didn’t say it before, but he mentioned it when he replied to a little angel. The Hannibal in this article is actually a trilogy of movies, that is, The versions in "Red Dragon", "The Silence of the Lambs" and "Hannibal", because the author has never watched the drama version, so I thought that a broken hand + cannibalism is enough to show that Will's identity is Hannibal , I didn't expect to cause some misunderstandings. I was really confused.sorry~

A lot of little angels are talking about the little teacup below, and I have been thinking about who this is for a long time (?￣???￣??) As for why Hannibal is called Will, this is the author's very casual bad taste...including other The names are all the same bad taste, guessing the plot from the name is not accurate~~

As for how Hannibal completed the leap of the two identities, I will talk about it slowly in the future~ Welcome to discuss in the comment area~

Finally, since the update was interrupted for one day yesterday, the author will choose a day for double update, which is about the day when my idol releases a new song hahahaha manual goodbye

I went back and reflected on my ambiguity ~ I love you xxx