Male gods are potential stocks

After careful calculation, after so many days of school, except for necessary communication, Zhao Han basically did not take the initiative to talk to Xue Wei.This is not his character.Regardless of whether it is in this class or another class, Zhao Han is very friendly with others, and the title of "Little Prince of Campus" is not just bragging.

Only Xue Wei seemed alienated.Xue Wei was puzzled and looked at Zhao Han quietly.Hope to get the most honest answer.

With scorching eyes, Zhao Han felt somewhat guilty. "That's... not."

"Zhao Han," Xue Wei stood in front of Zhao Han, putting his coat on his shoulders, "What is that? You still remember the contradictions when you were a child, right?"

Zhao Han didn't speak.

"I admit that it was my fault that I always robbed you of food before. But you also made fun of me. Let's get even, shall we?"

Zhao Han said, "OK."

"Then don't hide from me." Xue Wei said.

"I didn't hide from you." Zhao Han took his coat and walked home, thinking, the grievances between the two adults may not be clear to Xue Wei, if he knew, would he still have contact with him?

When they went downstairs to Zhao Han's house, Xue Wei was still following.Zhao Han turned around and asked, "Why don't you go back? It's past ten o'clock."

Xue Wei uttered the question that had been pent up for several days, "Zhao Han, you will live with your grandma, where are your parents?"

"divorced."

Xue Wei didn't ask any more questions, just patted Zhao Han on the shoulder, turned around and left.

But since then, Xue Wei came to find Zhao Han every now and then, and took him to practice with him in the evenings, and directly extinguished Zhao Han's little thoughts of quitting the team.For more than a month, Zhao Han persevered and made rapid progress. Probably because of Xue Wei's influence, he also loved basketball a little bit more, and finally passed the selection for the school team.

The weather was getting colder, Xue Wei came to Zhao Han again that night.After searching too many times, Zhao Han's grandma asked Zhao Han, "You child, people always come here, why don't you ask him to come home for a drink?"

"Grandma, don't worry so much." Zhao Han half-jokingly said, "Our small place can't afford to entertain other young masters."

Grandma's expression became a little more annoyed, "If the children care about our poor family, why do they always come here to look for you?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand out of the window to greet Xue Wei personally, "Young man, come home, it's cold, don't freeze."

"Hey." Xue Wei readily agreed, and the moment Zhao Han turned his head, there was already a knock on the door.

Zhao Han stood there in embarrassment, grandma ran to open the door, Xue Weite politely said hello, grandma cheerfully went into the kitchen to boil water.

Zhao Han gave up his seat indifferently.Xue Wei looked around and saw that Zhao Han's house was no different from ten years ago, with a small space, old-fashioned furniture, old-fashioned electrical appliances, simple and clean.

Speaking of which, when he was young, Zhao Han had a better life than him.

"Didn't you say it all, don't come again?" Zhao Han was annoyed, "I'm nervous here after two days of midterm exams. Besides, the school team hasn't played any more."

Xue Wei said, "You can't give birth to your hands, practice hard, and it will come in handy sooner or later."

"Xue Wei, you don't know, I was the bottom of the 36th in the exam, if I don't make progress..., I will be in the current ranking... oh..."

Zhao Han cares about his academic performance very much, at least more than Xue Wei.In his future life plan, apart from getting into a good university, it seems that there is no other way out to improve his destiny.

"You are the bottom student, but I am a school-choice student." Xue Wei said, "Why should you look down on yourself? Since everyone is standing at the same starting point, the opportunity is always fair. You are such an outstanding person who is worrying about nothing, so I can't help it. What should I do?" Xue Weiman didn't care.The school-choice students back then refer to those students who are a certain distance from the score line, but pay a large sum of money to the school as a sponsorship fee or school-choice fee within the limited distance, and still have a student status in 36.

Of course Zhao Han knew about this, but he didn't mention it.He didn't look down on school-choice students, like Xue Wei, although he didn't pass the entrance examination, but the money gave him courage and power.

Grandma boiled water, and poured some orange powder into the water glass for Xue Wei. After shaking it, a light orange color appeared, "Drink it, there is nothing good to entertain you at home."

Xue Wei took the cup from grandma with both hands, and grandma asked with a smile, "The young man is so handsome! What's his name?"

"Grandma, my name is Xue Wei, I'm in the same class as Zhao Han, we used to—"

Before Xue Wei finished speaking, Zhao Han kicked him under the sofa and cut off the conversation, "Let's go to practice. Otherwise it will be too late."

Zhao Han dragged Xue Wei out the door.Grandma shouted from behind, "What's the rush? I haven't finished drinking the water yet... Hey..., this kid's name sounds familiar..."

The two walked to the basketball court, Xue Wei was a little annoyed, and asked, "Don't you explain the weird behavior just now?"

Zhao Han paused, looked at Xue Wei, thought for a while, and said, "Xue Wei, the year you left here, didn't your parents tell you not to have any contact with anyone in our family?"

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I want to tell a story where the ending can be guessed but the process cannot be guessed. Ke’an routine hahahaha (?ω?) hiahiahia, happy Mid-Autumn Festival (?▽?)