My old enemy looks at me strangely

"Hehe! Are you threatening me?" Shen Chen was very upset, especially staring at Jian Yuming's stinky face that looked like someone owed him millions.

"I'm just reminding you."

Jian Yuming's expression was indifferent, and he didn't respond to Shen Chen's cynicism.

That official look, as if talking to a stranger.

Shen Chen was already in a bad mood, but was completely irritated——

"Damn Jian Yuming, do you think you're great? You're very attractive, but you're just a pretentious thing. You show yourself so noble every day, ha ha! If you have nothing to do, you can fuck your little brother Bai Lian , don't bother me so much!"

"Shen Chen!"

Jian Yuming's face also changed, "You should keep your mouth clean!"

"Yo! I think my mouth is not clean! Whose mouth is clean? Your brother's? What flavor? Mint flavor? Cherry flavor? Chrysanthemum flavor? Uh..."

Seeing Jian Yuming's darkening face, Meng Mi quickly covered Shen Chen's mouth.

"Stop it." He persuaded Shen Chen in a low voice, blinking his eyes desperately, using his eyes to signal Shen Chen not to provoke Jian Yuming anymore.

The threat just now is true, he almost holds the life and death power of whether the whole class will be repeated and expelled.

It's just that he didn't see it. Jian Yuming, who was standing beside them, turned darker when he saw his hand covering Shen Chen's mouth.

Shen Chen was so dizzy from being covered by him, he didn't bother to open his mouth again, and didn't even give Jian Yuming a look, so he just lay down on the table and continued to sleep.

Seeing him get down, Meng Mi breathed a sigh of relief.

At last, this little ancestor didn't provoke any troubles. In the past two years, he had frequently tried to persuade Jian Yuming, a lone ranger, to fight.

I don't know if they are born with a disagreement, and they quarrel every day. If he didn't try his best to persuade each time, they would have started fighting long ago.

Why!I'm really worried about him.

Brain pain.

Shen Chen slept through another class, and at noon, the members of the basketball club under him came to him.

"President, President?"

Shen Chen rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"What's the matter?"

"Tomorrow is the game, do you want to practice this afternoon?"

Contest?

Shen Chen woke up instantly.

I almost forgot, tomorrow they will play against S, and they will advance to the top ten in Province Z!

He has liked playing basketball since he was a child. Although in the eyes of his parents, basketball is a hobby and he can just play casually, but in his heart, basketball is very important.

His head seemed to be less hot, Shen Chen put down his hands, and nodded to the team member, "Okay, where are you?"

"Old Stadium."

"I'll go right after dinner, if you guys go, you'd have practiced earlier."

"Okay!" With the affirmation of his own president and captain, the team member felt that he was full of energy.

As for their captain, he was also a legend. When he was a freshman, he stood out from the crowd in his grade, and then defeated those seniors who challenged him with an excellent record.

Whether it was a one-on-one match or a team match, those people were all suppressed by Captain Shen to death.

In the cafeteria, Shen Chen didn't have much appetite, so he ordered a bowl of small wontons. After two mouthfuls, he felt a little nauseous, so he dropped his chopsticks.

"Hey Ah Chen, where are you going?" Meng Mi asked, seeing that he was about to leave without touching the wontons in the bowl, ignoring the chicken fillets in his mouth.

"I'm going to the basketball court."

"You haven't eaten anything at all! And you're not feeling well..."

"I'm fine, you can eat." Shen Chen picked up the bag, took the basketball shirt from inside, then zipped it up and put it beside Meng Mi: "The schoolbag is here for you."

"Okay..." Meng Mi nodded.

It's just that when he saw the steaming wontons, he frowned slightly.

I didn't eat breakfast, and I didn't eat much lunch. Is Ah Chen really okay?