[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"Brother Song, congratulations, you easily won the first place." As soon as Song Ci'an sat down in his seat, Wang Jin at the front table turned around and said.

"As soon as Brother Song comes out, I'll kill you immediately." Huang Yan on the side was not to be outdone.

"Thank you." Song Cian replied.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, the two people's attitudes towards them have completely changed from what they were at the beginning.

Looking at the two people chatting enthusiastically with Lin Huai, it seems that Lin Huai has also gotten along well with his classmates during this period.

"Brother Song, are you going to play ball today?" Wang Jin turned around and asked, Huang Yan was still winking and Lin Huai was watching.

"When?" Song Cian asked.

"School is over in the afternoon." Huang Yan said impatiently.

"When school is over in the afternoon, I have to prepare for next week's competition, so I won't go."

"Damn it, we pigheads, why didn't we think of this?" Wang Jin patted Huang Yan's head and said angrily: "Brother Song, your game is more important."

"But I can go to your game earlier." Looking at Lin Huai's wilting look, Song Cian added.

His darkened eyes suddenly brightened up, and Lin Huai said, "If I really can't come, I won't come, in case it affects your exam." But his eyes were still full of expectation.

"I'll try my best to come." Song Ci'an said with a smile.

"Hey, do you think Brother Song will come?" Wang Jin bumped Huang Yan's shoulder, "We Lin Huai are waiting eagerly like a little daughter-in-law."

"Have the guts to say this in front of Lin Huai." Huang Yan laughed. Even though they were now familiar with Lin Huai, they were still a little scared to make such a joke in front of him.

"Hey, don't, why don't I stop talking?" Wang Jin said angrily.

He glanced at Lin Huai and said, "Brother Song, don't tell me. Come as much as you can." Huang Yan patted Wang Jin on the head.

"Hey, Xiao Huang, do you know that you can't touch boys' heads? If you pat me again, I'll be careful and I'll beat you up." Wang Jin touched the area where he was patted, "My head is very valuable. If I pat it badly, you have to pay for it."

"Damn Fatty, how many times have I told you, don't call me Xiao Huang, it's like calling me a dog." Huang Yan was a little angry.

"Then you still call me Fatty. I'm called strong. Do you understand?" Wang Jin touched the flesh on his belly, "And Xiao Huang is so kind. When I call you, I think of my neighbor's house." dog."

"Get lost." Huang Yan turned around to change his uniform.

"Lin Huai, let's go change clothes." Huang Yan pulled Lin Huai, who was dazed, "Everyone in Class 7 is almost ready."

After changing their uniforms, people from the two classes came out and were ready. There were ten people in total, divided into two teams by class. There are no points rules, and no one goes out of their way to keep score.

When Song Ci'an arrived, the first half had already ended and the second half was in progress.

"Look, Xiao Huang, Brother Song is here." Wang Jin turned around to catch the ball and saw Song Ci'an. Lin Huai turned his head and saw that Song Cian was indeed here.

"It came pretty fast, I thought it wasn't coming." Huang Yan took a moment to take a look, then turned around to catch the ball.

"Give me the ball, give me the ball, and let daddy show you what technique is."

"Go on." Huang Yan threw the ball to Wang Jin.

Who would have thought that as soon as the ball was thrown, a player from the opposing team jumped up and missed it. The ball bounced away instantly. Seeing this, Lin Huai went around the opponent's players like lightning, and intercepted the ball with a fierce bounce. Holding the ball in one hand and making protective movements with the other hand, Lin Huai looked at the opponent's interceptor. Lin Huai raised the ball high, jumped up, and the ball landed firmly in the basket.

"Beautiful." Wang Jin ran to Lin Huai's side and said.

Sweat beads fell from the boy's face, and his thin uniform was already wet with sweat. "Come on, come on." A bright, sunny voice belonging to the boy came from the stadium.

Song Cian looked at the young man running wantonly on the court, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. I turned around and went to the nearby canteen to buy a bottle of water.

When Song Ci'an came over with water, the basketball game was almost over, and the laughter of the teenagers added a touch of color to this ordinary high school life.

"Lin Huai, you have a good figure." Wang Jin's teasing voice could be heard from far away.

"Yours is not bad either." Lin Huai smiled.

"You're teasing me like Xiao Huang, right?" Wang Jin's teeth itched with anger.

"Let me say it first, you damn fat man. I didn't say anything just now." Huang Yan chuckled at the side, "I can only say that the eyes of the people are sharp."

"I mean you have good physical strength." Lin Huai looked at Wang Jin's angry face and couldn't help laughing.

"I just bought water, do you want to drink it?" Song Cian took out three bottles of water and handed them over.

"It's better for me, Brother Song, not like these two, who are too bad." Wang Jin took the water and drank it.

"The weather is getting cold now. Remember to put on your clothes after drinking water." Song Cian handed the water in his hand to Lin Huai, recalling the first time he treated Lin Huai's wound. He was indeed in good shape.

"Brother Song will show us his figure anytime." Wang Jin winked at Song Cian and said, "You have seen all of my figures."

"But it's definitely good to be able to tell through the clothes." Wang Jin stroked his chin and looked at Song Cian and said.

"I thought you weren't coming." Lin Huai's voice sounded.

"I said hello to the teacher and came over after doing the set of questions." Song Cian explained when Lin Huai's eyes met.

"Let's go, the school will be closed later." Song Cian took the remaining water to the students in Class 7 and said.

"Let's go, let's go." Wang Jin pulled Huang Yan and ran ahead. "I smell like sweat."

"How's your figure?" Lin Huai's eyes moved on Song Cian's body, as if he was thinking about Wang Jin's words.

The moment I asked the question, something seemed wrong, and it seemed it was too late to take it back.

"It's almost the same as yours." After this period of training, Song Ci'an could clearly feel the changes from before, "What's wrong?" He seemed to be curious about why Lin Huai asked this.

Lin Huai felt something was wrong the moment the question was asked, but he had already asked it, and unlike software chat, he could choose to withdraw it.

Damn Fatty Wang, why are you asking about your figure when you are so good?

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered what Wang Jin asked and asked me by the way." If it weren't for the red tips of his ears, he would really think that Lin Huai was really just asking in passing.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. No, I must give Fatty Wang a good beating next time we meet to relieve the hatred in my heart. However, he and Song Ci'an have lived together for so long and still haven't found out what Song Ci'an's figure is like. If there is a chance next time... any chance? What on earth was he thinking? Lin Huai patted his face. It couldn't be that he got confused while playing ball.

"What's wrong?" Song Cian turned around with confusion on his face.

"Maybe it's too hot." Lin Huai fanned himself with his hand, "I just finished playing and the temperature hasn't cooled down yet."