I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

During the first two days of school, Qiu Yilin has been intentionally making new friends.

Fortunately, according to the system, favorability points can only be obtained from the more important characters in the book.

And Zeng Zhile's sweet image can only be pretended for three days at most. On the third day of school, that is, her afternoon on Friday, she completely showed her true colors in front of Ling Xing.

The reason is that Ji Yan told Ling Xing during the break between classes that he would play basketball with his classmates on the playground in the last physical education class and after school, and asked Ling Xing to help him bring a bottle of water.

When the boys get together, their favorite activity should be playing basketball.

Ji Yan said it out, and Ling Xing naturally wouldn't refuse. As for the bottle of mineral water, the two of them were in the same class in the first year of high school, and Ji Yan often asked her to bring him a bottle of water to the playground after school.

After finally looking forward to the last class, the new physical education teacher doesn't talk about martial arts.

He looked at the group of students in Class [-] who were just thinking about having fun, and immediately decided to let them run around the playground twice to boost their spirits.

Although the students wailed, after the wailing, they still had to run.

One lap is 400 meters, and two laps are only 800 meters.

800 meters is enough to kill half of the girls in the class, including Zeng Zhile.

Zeng Zhile's physical strength was very poor, and she was honored to fall behind when the first lap was about to finish. She pressed her right side of the abdomen that was painful due to the sudden movement with one hand, and struggled to run after the team.

Fortunately, she was not the only girl who was left behind. Even if the physical education teacher in the distance blew the whistle loudly, the few girls who were left behind still had the attitude of smashing cans. Anyway, it was impossible to catch up. Straight away.

After running two laps and taking a short rest, the students slowly returned to the team, and the few students who fell behind finally returned to the team after a while.

Because of the delay of several students, the 800 meters took nearly 10 minutes. The physical education teacher was obviously annoyed. He loudly talked about the importance of physical exercise in front of the team, and further emphasized the precautions for autumn and winter physical education classes, so that students Learn more about how to exercise your body.

After speaking, dismiss.

As soon as the physical education teacher finished the word "disbanded", Zeng Zhile grabbed Ling Xing's arm like a collapse: "At the same table, help me."

Ling Xing walked for a while holding her arm, and the two found a shady place to sit down.

Zeng Zhile's face was very red, it had been a long time, and her breathing was still obviously heavy, as weak as the fat girl who was digging the ground with her nails in the corner.

New students with new faces, Ling Xing, most of the classmates in the class still don't recognize them all, and the girl in the corner deliberately avoids the group. A feeling of loneliness.

As soon as Ling Xing took a second look at the girl, he was attracted by the noise in the distance.

There are many students surrounded by the basketball court, it must be the group of boys who played basketball.

Ling Xing stood up, and stretched out his hand to pull Zeng Zhile: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."

Zeng Zhile reluctantly put her hand on Ling Xing's, and struggled to stand up, still muttering: "It's so hot, what's so interesting about hitting a broken ball..."

It's nothing to look at, but Ling Xing promised Ji Yan to bring him water.

There is a clear rule in the school that it is not allowed to go to the canteen during class time.

Physical education class is also in class time, and if you want to buy water, you have to wait until after school.

In the weather in September, the autumn tiger is still fierce.

The two watched from a distance outside the basketball court for a while, and the playground was full of youthful atmosphere.

Zeng Zhile rubbed his chin, and started to speak: "Tell me, is it interesting for so many of them to compete for a ball? If you really like balls, wouldn't it be good for one person to buy one and throw it?"

Ling Xing: "..."

Before Ling Xing could decide how to answer, someone behind him laughed.

The two looked back at the same time. Standing behind them was a tall and thin boy. He was wearing a pair of metal TR ring glasses. , the whole person looked gentle and gentle.

Realizing that his abrupt smile was not very polite, the boy clenched his hands into a fist against his lips and coughed lightly.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I really can't hold back."

Originally, it would be nothing if he apologized, but he wanted to add something.

Zeng Zhile's expression was not good, after all, she was the one who was laughed at just now.

She squinted her eyes and looked up at the boy, her tone was rather bad: "What's so funny? Am I not right?"

The difference in height between the two made Zeng Zhile a lot shorter in terms of momentum.

The boy touched the tip of his nose, his expression seemed a little cramped, his voice was much lower: "It's not really..."

Then, he looked at the basketball court and explained slowly: "In fact, playing basketball and studying are the same. What they have in common is that both learning and the process require perseverance and skills. The difference is that basketball tends to exercise the body, while reading is more inclined to exercise the brain. Goals are the result, and when everyone wants to score high points, it is natural to work hard."

Some remarks indirectly judged Zeng Zhile's ignorance when he said just now that "one person, one ball".

"Really?" Zeng Zhile raised a big smile at the corner of his mouth.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Ling Xing just knew that Zeng Zhile's smile did not contain good intentions.

really--

"Since playing basketball can exercise your body, why don't you go, don't you know that your body is as weak as a chicken?"

That boy looked tall and thin, with broad shoulders and long legs. He didn't look like a weak chicken.

The boy's gentle expression couldn't be maintained for a moment, and every inch was cracked.

He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, quickly adjusted his mood, and showed a specious smile: "I really don't know."

Zeng Zhile clasped her hands on her chest and sneered: "This shows the importance of self-knowledge."

"Oh," the boy's eyebrows stretched, and the provocation in his smile was obvious: "Then I have to thank my classmates for reminding me."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"Students should also exercise. After all, falling behind is a waste of everyone's time." The boy smiled more gently: "It's not good."

Master tricks, tricks fatal.

Fortunately, the school bell rang at the right time, and Ling Xing took Zeng Zhile's arm and walked towards the canteen.

After coming out of the canteen, the shadow of the boy just now was gone on the playground, Zeng Zhile rolled his eyes at the place where he was standing just now, and commented: "No quality!"

Ling Xing comforted her: "A little thing is not worth it."

Zeng Zhile waved his hand: "I don't need to be angry yet."

Your expression tells me that the truth is not what you appear to be.

The teenagers were still sweating in the sun, wanton and flamboyant, and after another ball went into the basket perfectly, there were cheers from all around.

During the intermission, Ji Yan looked around in the crowd, his eyes locked on Ling Xing's side, and after greeting his teammates, he strode towards this side.

As soon as Ji Yan came over, Ling Xing handed over the mineral water in his hand.

"Here!"

"Here, give you water!"

A bottle of mineral water was handed to Ji Yan from two different directions at the same time.

Before he could react, almost subconsciously, Ji Yan took the bottle of water closest to him.

The bottle of water was not handed over by Ling Xing.

Not to mention Ji Yan was stunned, even Ling Xing was stunned, she looked in the direction of the other bottle of water, Qiu Yilin retracted her outstretched arm, and looked at Ji Yan with a smile.

Ling Xing's hand holding the water was still in the air.

Ji Yan was already handsome and flamboyant when he played basketball, which attracted the attention of many students. Now they seemed to be looking at this side, embarrassment spread in the air.

For a moment, Ling Xing felt an embarrassment in her heart. This embarrassment made her even forget to take back her outstretched hand.

Until a young man passed by behind Ji Yan, he had already passed by, but he stepped back two steps, and his footsteps stopped in front of Ling Xing, standing next to Ji Yan.

Ling Xing raised his head, Su Qingluo lowered his head, and the two looked directly at each other.

He glanced down at the water in Ling Xing's hand, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth. If he had to make a conclusion about that smile, that smile was ironic.

Then Su Qingluo stretched out her long arm, and the mineral water that Ling Xing was about to take back came into his hand.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took two gulps.

From Ling Xing's angle, you can see his smooth jaw line, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down with swallowing movements.

After drinking half a bottle, he put away the water bottle, screwed on the cap, and said to Ling Xing, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yan took the mineral water and strode away without looking back.

Ji's extended hand hasn't even been retracted yet.

Seeing Su Qingluo's back disappearing around the corner of the teaching building, Zeng Zhile let out a voice of surprise, and then sighed: "Some people really have unusually big faces."

When she said this, the person she was looking at was Ji Yan, and the irony was naked on the surface.

Ling Xing took her arm: "Let's go, go back to the classroom."

Ji Yan was calling her name behind her: "Xing Xing——"

Ling Xing's footsteps paused slightly, but Ji Yan hesitated to speak, and there was no more sound.

Until Ling Xing's back disappeared into the corner of the teaching building like Su Qingluo, Ji Yan squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, wondering why things turned out like this?

Qiu Yilin controlled the corners of her mouth that kept trying to rise, and softly apologized to Ji Yan: "Ji Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't know Ling Xing brought you water..."

No matter how bad Ji Yan looked, he didn't anger Qiu Yilin, he forced a stiff smile: "It's okay, it's not your fault." m.

At the end, he raised the water in his hand again, and Yan Yan added: "No matter what...thank you for the water!"