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After they finished laughing and Su Mu finished his speech, there was another round of warm applause from the audience.

Among them, Han Ruyue was even more excited and drummed the most: "As expected of my male god!"It's still so stable in this situation!I can finally feel relieved!

After the flag was raised and returned to the classroom, Ye Jingmo thought that Su Mu would react and come to question him or take other actions, but he was wrong. The next day, Su Mu didn't come to Ye Jingmo, what did he do? Nothing happened.

Ye Jingmo was very puzzled, but he felt that it was impossible for Su Mu to have no response, so he decided to wait and see what happened.

Sure enough, the next day, Su Mu started to fight back.

The next day Ye Jingmo came to the school and found that Su Mu was not at the school gate to catch late, but moved to the stairs on the first floor of the second year of high school to inspect the morning reading.

Ye Jingmo saw him at the stairs, and still greeted him casually: "President! Good morning!"

Su Mu smiled politely at him: "Morning!"

Seeing that Su Mu's reaction was so flat, Ye Jingmo stared at him suspiciously, hesitated to speak, and then returned to Class Nine without saying anything.

Ye Jingmo's morning reading and the first class have been restless: why didn't Su Mu respond?Shouldn't it?Is he really that generous?impossible?Or is he planning to be ruthless?

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out what Su Mu was thinking until the second class.

The second class is Chinese class. The Chinese teacher came over with a stack of composition texts. There are composition assignments for weekend homework.

Ye Jingmo, who has 5.2 eyesight in both eyes, found that his composition was placed in the first book. When the Chinese teacher came in, he gave him an angry look, and Ye Jingmo suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged man who weighs nearly 180 jins. His name is Hong Tao, and the class nine is called Fei Tao.Although he teaches Chinese, his hairstyle is typical of the Mediterranean. No matter who sees him at first glance, he will not think that he is teaching Chinese.

Fei Tao put down the composition text, and said loudly: "Today we are going to talk about composition in this class! Yesterday I asked the class representative to collect the composition, who did not submit it to me? I will make it up within today!"

He looked at Ye Jingmo with a strange expression: "But after I finished the correction, I found that some students would rather not hand it in! Who should I deal with? I thought I had changed my mind! It turns out I haven't!"

Ye Jingmo looked confused: Huh? ?Teacher, are you sure?Although I don't like Chinese, I remember that I wrote the composition seriously!Where is the perfunctory?

"Ye Jingmo! Take your composition! Just print and paste it, and don't look at what you pasted!! Didn't you graduate from primary school?"

Ye Jingmo looked confused:?What print paste?I do not have it!

He got up, walked up to the podium, took his own composition, returned to his place and opened it.

The topic of this composition is similar to Su Mu's speech in the morning, which is "goals and hopes".

He opened his composition book, there was nothing wrong with the first page, but from the second page onwards, it was all glued on with solid glue, the "How to be a good boy" he printed for Su Mu.

He immediately closed the composition and looked at Fei Tao sincerely: "Teacher, I was wrong! I won't do it next time! I will definitely write a new one within today! I will definitely put it on your desk before school!"

Fei Tao glared at him, thinking that his attitude was not bad, and it was rare for him to hand in his homework once, so he let go: "Sit down! Keep your word, write a new one and put it on my desk before school!"

Ye Jingmo nodded and sat down, threw the notebook aside, took out his mobile phone from the drawer, and sent a message to Su Mu.

【You Yege】: /smile/smile/

[You Yege]: You are amazing!

Su Mu didn't reply immediately.

Qin Nuo carefully moved Ye Jingmo's composition text over, and after reading it for a few times, he couldn't help laughing in a low voice, his face turned red.

Seeing him like this before, Shen Junyang also passed the composition text. Wu Fan and him took a few glances together, and couldn't help laughing.

Afterwards, the composition was in Han Ruyue's hands again, and it was passed around among the insiders before returning to Ye Jingmo's hands.

Ye Jingmo looked at them indifferently: Hehe!LOL!what's so funny?Why are you smiling so low?

After class, Huang Yinman, the representative of the Chinese class, blushed and explained to Ye Jingmo: "Brother Ye! Well, I'm sorry! I suddenly had a stomachache when I was delivering my homework yesterday, and I wanted to go to the toilet. I met President Su on the way. , He helped me hand over the composition to the teacher! Is there any problem with your composition?"

Ye Jingmo smiled at her: "Understood! No problem! Thank you!"

Huang Yinman opened his mouth to ask something, but stopped, nodded to Ye Jingmo, and returned to his seat with a blushing face.

At this time Su Mu also returned to him.

[s.]: Thank you for the compliment!

【s.】: /smile/smile/

Ye Jingmo looked at the two expressions that deserved a beating, and waved his hands and sent a series of /smile/smile/ to Su Mu, but Su Mu didn't reply.

Ye Jingmo put down his phone and began to fill in the composition viciously.

I thought in my heart that it was impossible, this matter can't just go on like this, I must find a chance to make Su Mu suffer once!

Only halfway through, Wu Fan held a ball in his arms: "Let's go, Dad! The third PE class! Let's play ball! In the last class, Liang Zi said that there will be a basketball game in this class, and our class will play against the first class!"

"Oh!" Ye Jingmo's eyes were on the composition text, without raising his head, he suddenly turned his head in response: "Wait, which class do you think our class fights?"

"Class one! Su Mu's class!" Wu Fan was puzzled and repeated.

Ye Jingmo had already got up at this time: "Let's go!"

Sure enough, God helped me too!Just now I was thinking of making trouble with Su Mu, but now I have a chance!

When they arrived at the basketball court, the class bell rang just in time, and almost everyone in Class [-] and Class [-] had arrived. Ye Jingmo immediately saw Su Mu in the crowd who had taken off his glasses and was chatting with the people beside him.

Sun Liang, the physical education teacher of class nine, was wearing a sportswear and whistled to make the sports committee members of the two classes form a team.

After finishing the team, he turned to the first class: "Your teacher Liu has something to do today, and it just so happens that the physical education classes of your two classes are in the same period, so let me teach him a class! Everyone is a sophomore in high school, and the pressure is quite high! There is no class, let your two classes play a game!"

As soon as Liangzi finished speaking, there was a round of applause.

"Liangzi, I love you!"

"Amazing! Awesome!"

……

Sun Liang smiled and whistled to maintain discipline: "Each class sports committee organizes itself and selects seven people to come out! Five will play and two will be substitutes! Then organize the warm-up by yourself, and I will give you 5 minutes! Hurry up! A class is only 45 minutes!"

After Liangzi finished speaking, the sports committees of both sides organized themselves.

In the end, Class Nine decided on candidates from the sports committee Sun Yuxiang, Ye Jingmo, Shen Junyang, Wu Fan, and a tall and strong boy. The five of them were regular team members.

In addition, there are two stronger boys as substitutes.

The first class of regular players consisted of Han Yu and Su Mu. Ye Jingmo didn't know the remaining three regular players. He only heard from Wu Fan that one was from the school basketball team, and there were also two substitute players.

September is still summer for Lincheng, and now it is the third class in the morning, the sun is shining brightly, Ye Jingmo has only been on the hot basketball court for 5 minutes, and a thin layer of sweat has formed on his body.

Annoyed, he unbuttoned the short sleeves of his school uniform, revealing a small piece of his chest.Han Yu was more afraid of the heat than he was, so he was already sweating profusely after finishing the preparatory activities.

Behind the basketball court is the shade of a tree, and under the shade are rows of marble stairs. Students who are not on the court rest in the viewing area.

After 5 minutes, both sides are ready to warm up.

Accompanied by a burst of warm applause, players from both sides entered the arena.

When seeing Ye Jingmo and Su Mu both on stage, the girls in the two classes couldn't help being excited!

Fuck!Soon you will see two such handsome men playing basketball together!Still an opponent!It's so fucking exciting and so exciting!

They are excited, and they are more motivated to come on!The screams and cheers resounded through the sky!

"Come on, Class Nine! Class Nine is the craziest!" First, Class Nine shouted.

"Come on, class one! Class one is the best!" The people in class one are not to be outdone.

The cheerleading area also began to smoke unknowingly.

On the court, Liangzi is organizing two parties to shake hands: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second!"

When Ye Jingmo shook hands with Su Mu, he noticed that Su Mu's hand was really well-boned, slender and beautiful, and it was also very white, and it was very delicate and soft to the touch.

Ye Jingmo's movements were one step faster than his thinking. When he realized it, he had already squeezed Su Mu's hand a few times.

Su Mu was startled by his action, he withdrew his hand and said indifferently, "Is it easy to pinch?"

Ye Jingmo was also frightened by his actions, a little embarrassed, but he acted very calmly, he retracted his hand casually, looked at Su Mu, and raised his eyebrows: "It's not bad, it's easy to pinch!"

Ye Jingmo was about half a head taller than Su Mu, and when looking at Su Mu, his eyes moved down slightly. At this time, Su Mu grabbed the bangs in front of his forehead to the back of his head, leaving only a few strands of broken hair. He was sexy and handsome. It's pretty much the same as in the photo.

Hearing his words, Su Mu snorted coldly and ignored him.

After both parties shook hands, they each stood on their own courts. Liangzi had a whistle in his mouth. Sun Yuxiang and Han Yu grabbed the ball. They looked at each other, and they both saw the tension in each other's eyes, and they were determined to win. belief.

Then both of them focused their eyes on the ball in Liangzai's hand. Liangzai glanced at them, and with an impassioned whistle, he threw the ball upwards.

Both of them stared wide-eyed, and following Liangzi's movements, they both jumped up together and stretched out their long arms to catch the ball.

Sun Yuxiang moved one step faster than Han Yu. He reached the ball first, and cheers erupted in the rest area. The cheerleaders in Class Nine became even more excited, and they all shouted Sun Yuxiang's name: "Sun Yuxiang! Sun Yu fly!"

After calling Sun Yuxiang twice, the voice of the cheerleaders suddenly rose again, accompanied by screams: "Brother Ye! Brother Ye is the most handsome!! Come on, Brother Ye!!!"

After Sun Yuxiang got the ball, people from the first class hurried up to stop him, looking for an opportunity to grab the ball.

Sun Yuxiang stretched out his hand to dodge flexibly, his sneakers rubbed against the ground, and then he passed the ball to Ye Jingmo directly with a feint.

The two often play together, and they have a tacit understanding. Ye Jingmo has already prepared by the side. When Sun Yuxiang passed the ball, he caught it steadily, and then dribbled the ball handsomely and ran quickly, heading straight for the opponent's basket. go.

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