After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Yan Ling'an's physical fitness is good. After taking the medicine that day, he felt better when he slept under the quilt that day, and he was completely fine the next morning.

As soon as the morning reading bell rang, Yan Ling'an returned to class with a basketball in his arms.

Sun Liu was sitting in his seat copying Chu Muya's homework, Yan Ling'an pushed him twice in disgust and said, "Go, go, go back to your own place."

Sun Liu vowed not to follow suit: "No, no, I have two more questions to copy! The morning reading will be from the English teacher, and I will be teaching homework!" He took the homework and asked Chu Muya again, "Brother Mu, brother Mu, Why did you choose C for this question?"

Chu Muya glanced at the question twice, and just about to give him an answer, Yan Lingan took the homework for a quick look, then handed it to Sun Liu: "Both AB and D are obviously wrong, of course I chose C."

Chu Muya: "..."

Sun Liu: "???" He asked blankly, "Why is everything obviously wrong?"

Yan Ling'an: "Do you understand the language sense? You take each answer in and read it. The one that feels most fluent is the right one."

Sun Liu retorted: "But my sense of language tells me that B is also right."

Yan Lingan looked at him contemptuously: "So you took the exam in grade 62, and I took the exam in grade [-]."

Sun Liu: "..."

The English teacher had already entered the classroom with the computer in his arms. Sun Liu quickly finished copying the answer to the last question before slipping back to his seat.

Yan Ling'an had been exercising all morning and was covered in sweat. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, put his hand on the table and lightly turned the pen, and laughed teasingly: "Brother Mu, you can't do this, why are you so easy to talk? If they ask you to borrow homework, they will just borrow it, which will encourage unhealthy tendencies."

Chu Muya replied angrily: "Then don't play basketball."

The usual homework sources in the class are Yan Ling'an, Shen Yuan and Song Lin. During this time, Yan Ling'an was not in the class before the morning reading every day. He was elusive, and he didn't know who took the lead. Someone had the courage to find Chu Mu. After Ya borrowed it once, various people would come to him to borrow homework every day.

Chu Muya was too lazy to deal with it, so he simply borrowed everything he could.

The inherent item of English self-study is listening comprehension. Cai Hongbo passed the listening comprehension paper to Chu Muya, and glanced at Yan Ling'an angrily: "Can you stop talking when you can listen to comprehension? It's so noisy, don't take it for granted You can easily influence other people's studies by the first grade."

Yan Ling'an was stunned: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, you should have said it earlier if you had an opinion on me!"

The English teacher patted the podium: "Okay, don't talk, keep quiet, and now start listening. If you make too many mistakes, don't attend the physical education class next week. Come to me and listen again."

No one wants to be caught back to make up lessons while entertaining, and everyone listens attentively.

However, unlike the listening at a normal speed in the past, the English teacher played the accelerated version today. Everyone is still responding to the question, and the answers in the audio have already ended.

Someone was whispering to each other.

"What is this question about?"

"It's OK for the man to ask what he wants."

"What what what is it?"

"...I didn't hear it."

Yan Ling'an didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

After handing in the listening exercises, Yan Ling'an asked Chu Muya: "Brother Mu, this is quite simple. It feels slower than the speed I usually hear on the radio. How do you feel? Song Lin probably thinks it's quite simple too. He told me about the broadcast I shared with you before, he slipped his tongue when he was chatting with me that day, and he planned to keep it private, but when he reacted, he looked annoyed and laughed to death."

Because of handing in exercises, the class is full of chaos.

Cai Hongbo turned his head in dissatisfaction: "Can't you be quiet? If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Yan Ling'an was inexplicably bullied twice within an hour, and was also a little unhappy, so he asked Chu Muya in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

Chu Muya glanced at Yan Ling'an, and said to Cai Hongbo in a cold tone: "It's not because of him alone that the class is noisy, even if he quiets down, the class is still noisy."

Cai Hongbo didn't speak, and sat upright to read his book.

He grasped the sides of the book vigorously, and the originally flat pages were wrinkled.

Yan Lingan, who was suddenly protected, had incredible eyes, and he pulled Chu Muya's arm slightly: "Brother Mu, you were talking for me just now, right?"

Chu Muya turned his head to look over, and felt that Yan Lingan's eyes were hot and bright, as if magma was about to gushe out.

He took a book and covered Yan Ling'an's face, out of sight.

Yan Ling'an grabbed the book and covered his nose. He grinned so much that his mouth reached behind his ears, so he could only show his eyes and look at Chu Muya with a smile.

"Brother Mu, brother Mu, I'm so happy!"

Chu Muya avoided Yan Lingan's gaze, looked to the other side, and muttered, "Stupid."

At noon on Thursday, the basketball game started in full swing.

In order not to delay the normal study, the student union divides the basketball game into two games a day, before the lunch break at noon and after school in the afternoon, and they are held in the open-air playground.

The first game between class one and class seven.

Not many people came to watch the game. There were some melon-eating crowd standing outside the stadium in twos and threes, and some were eating on the playground after lunch.

Yan Ling'an stood in the field, looked outside from time to time, then lowered his head and kicked the artificial lawn in frustration.

Fan Gu thought he was nervous and afraid: "Brother Yan, don't be nervous, we've been practicing for so long, we won't lose."

Another person echoed, "Yes, yes, brother Yan, we will do our best."

Yan Ling'an couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not nervous..." His eyes lit up suddenly, and he corrected him, "It's not that I want to do my best, but I must win!"

"Yes, we must win!"

"We must win!"

Chu Muya came out of the classroom after writing a set of questions. More than half of the people in the class came to join in the fun. For the girls, he only saw Shen Yuan, Xie Tiantian and Li Xue. Basically, all the boys came except Cai Hongbo.

He walked to Sun Liu's side.

Sun Liu also saw Chu Muya, and greeted him, "Brother Mu, it's a coincidence that you're here, it's just about to start."

Chu Muya: "Yes."

Following the referee's whistle, the basketball was thrown into the air by him, Yan Ling'an jumped up quickly, grabbed the ball and ran to the field of class seven.

A few people in class one were trained by Yan Ling'an for a few days, and they were able to play with class seven, and the brown ball was exchanged in the hands of different people.

The sports committee of the seventh class seemed to realize the seriousness - the first class was not as easy to play as he imagined.

He was comfortable becoming serious with ease.

Taking advantage of the gap in his daze, Yan Ling'an intercepted the ball, dribbled past two or three people, and jumped up from the edge of the three-point line.

"—Kangdang."

"Damn it ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah so handsome!"

"Who is that! Why is he so handsome!"

Yan Ling'an successfully scored the first point of the game, and when returning to defense, he smiled and made a victory gesture towards Chu Muya.

"Looking at us, looking at our side!!"

"So there is such a handsome person in our school? Why haven't I found out since I entered school for almost a month?"

"Damn it, I want to give him a monkey! It's so handsome when you smile!"

Chu Muya glanced at the excited girls beside him and frowned.

While they were talking, Liu Shuangshuang and Li Wei also stood between Chu Muya and the freshman girl.

Liu Shuangshuang paid attention to Chu Muya, turning her head to look at him from time to time.

The situation in the arena was changing, and in a blink of an eye, class seven had surpassed class one by a few minutes. Sun Liu was watching with trepidation when he happened to see Liu Shuangshuang staring at Chu Muya, and reminded him in a low voice, "Brother Mu, the school beauty."

As he spoke, he bumped him twice with his elbow.

Chu Muya was unmoved: "Do you want to stand up?"

Sun Liu: "..."

Who exactly did Chu Muya learn his incomprehensible style from?

During the intermission, in the first half, Class [-] narrowly won by two points. Yan Lingan picked up the school uniform jacket that had been thrown on the ground, and walked towards Chu Muya with a bottle of water.

Li Wei was excited, straightened her body, and looked at Yan Ling'an with eyes full of expectation.

The chattering group of first-year high school girls immediately quieted down.

Yan Ling'an didn't look sideways, and threw the clothes into Chu Muya's arms: "Brother Mu, help me hold them, the people over there are walking around, and if they are not careful, they will step on them."

After delivering the clothes, Yan Ling'an didn't leave, he stood in front of Chu Muya and talked to him, and the sports committee from Class Seven came over with a bad face: "Yan Ling'an, don't be complacent!"

Yan Lingan raised his head and took a sip of water, with a smile that belonged to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who was not afraid of the sky and the earth: "Why can't I be proud? I can't be proud if I win? Can I be proud if I lose?"

The sports committee of Class Seven gritted his teeth: "The second half hasn't started yet, so we can't say for sure who will win."

Yan Ling'an sneered: "Then why are you talking so much to me? You have already said that the outcome is uncertain, so why are you bluffing like a colored pen?"

The whistle sounded, and the sports committee of Class Seven ran away in relief. Yan Ling'an turned around easily and stuffed the water bottle into Chu Muya's arms, with a smile reflected in the afternoon sun: "Brother Mu, look at what I'm bringing. You lie down and win!"

Class Seven didn't seem to expect Class One to be so good at fighting, and their mentality was a bit broken after pestering them for a few times. Yan Ling'an just went all out and led Fan Gu and the others to score a few points.

In the end, the difference between the two halves was so wide that few could believe it.

Sun Liu and Xu Jing took the lead in cheering: "Brother Yan is awesome!"

Panting from exhaustion, Yan Ling'an squatted down with his hands on his knees, and when he heard the deafening voice, he also smiled at them.

A group of people went back to the classroom together, with Yan Lingan dragging Chu Muya to the end.

In front of them were still lively discussing what happened on the court just now, but Yan Ling'an remained silent for the first time, and slowly dangled behind Chu Muya side by side.

Chu Muya glanced at him: "Don't be brave when you're tired."

Yan Ling'an was really exhausted, he was the only one who scored the whole game, but he didn't tell anyone, he left all the laughter and excitement to them, and he was exhausted by himself.

Just as Chu Muya was about to go upstairs, Yan Lingan grabbed his wrist and pulled it closer to his arms: "Brother Mu, I'm exhausted! Let me lean on you."

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