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Although he lost a little to his tablemate in the cultural class, Li Fan didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, because in the physical education class, Li Fan had won a full round. love sports.

Li Fan thinks it is actually quite reasonable. It is understandable to specialize in surgery.

There is a physical education class every week in the second year of high school. The physical education teacher is a black and strong young uncle, and the class is very casual. He usually reminds the final items to be assessed at the beginning of each semester. After simply twisting the neck, shaking the hands, and pulling the legs, they can move freely.

It doesn't matter what you do, the revolution depends on self-consciousness, and it is enough to get a passing grade in the final exam.

The assessment item for this semester is volleyball, with 80 consecutive kicks, 5 serves and 3 hits, and 20 hits to get a full score.

After all, in the top class, there are always some studious students who don't even want to waste time in physical education class, so they take various "palm treasures" and race against time to enrich their knowledge base, so there are rows of diligent students sitting in the shade by the playground. Good boy.

It's just that Huacheng, he was sitting in this army, but he didn't follow the crowd with a book, and he looked like he was just in a hurry and enjoying the cool.

"Xueba, are you going to play volleyball?" A big hand suddenly covered his head, and a familiar voice came from the side.

Huacheng sat and looked up at Li Fan who was standing in front of him. He saw the person bent over, with one hand resting on top of his head, so that his "inch head" gave in, and he hugged him in the crook of his arm. a volleyball.

"...Are your hands dirty?" Huacheng asked Li Fan in a declarative tone, raised his hand and nodded Li Fan's hand covering his head, but looked at the volleyball court in front of him: "I won't go, they seem to be I'm calling you, go quickly."

Li Fan obediently put away his hands on Huacheng's head, rubbed the pebbles under his feet, his brows and eyes curved: "It's not dirty, you can see the ball I'm holding with one hand—by the way, you really don't want to go?"

"You play with a group of girls?" Hwaseong answered irrelevantly.

Li Fan followed his gaze, only to see a group of girls calling him on the volleyball court, and he waved enthusiastically towards that side, meaning "Come on", then turned his head and said proudly to Huacheng: " This, ahem, I am a very good volleyball player, you don’t know, sir, they are all my apprentices!”

As Li Fan said, he threw the volleyball up on the spot, then he grabbed his hands, straightened his arms, the volleyball landed perfectly on the wrist to catch the ball, then bounced up, and when it fell again, Li Fan caught the ball in his hands In the meantime, drop a sentence: "Let's go!"

Hwaseong saw him trotting towards the volleyball court, and said something to the girls on the spot, which made the little girls laugh collectively, and soon began to teach movements with a volleyball.

Hwaseong's physical education class is quite boring. He doesn't do sports, and he doesn't want to use the time of physical education class to watch other subjects. Occasionally, when the weather is good, he will go to the viewing platform of the football field to see the scenery, but most of the time it is like Meditating like a monk.

It happened to be fine, so let's watch Li Fan teach him how to play.

Li Fan seems to be pretty good at sports. If he comes across any sports, he can show his skills temporarily and do well. At least he can be praised by the physical education teacher. It’s like volleyball. I haven’t seen him in Hwaseong. He practiced in school, but you can see that his movements are very standard, there is nothing wrong with them, and they are quite aesthetically pleasing.

I don't know when this person learned it.

The girls were not strong enough, so Li Fan taught them to serve the ball, carefully explaining the range of body rotation and hand movements. When everyone stood in a row and served slowly, Li Fan stood in the middle of the net and acted as a picker. Put the ball back, and when the ball hits the ground, kick it back with a football kick, one kick is accurate.

It is much more conscientious than the physical education teacher who sits slumped among the students and sips iced tea.

When the girls stood and rested when they were tired, Li Fan performed a powerful overhand serve for them.

Today's sun is bright but not very hot. Occasionally, there will be a few autumn winds blowing on the volleyball court, which is refreshing.

Li Fan is wearing a summer white shirt and winter blue sweatpants today. The trouser legs are pulled up high, revealing his muscular calves. The white shirt has the top two buttons unbuttoned, looking casual. On the back, it is translucent.

The combination of a white shirt and blue sweatpants looks nondescript no matter where it is, but because black trousers are not suitable for sports, and I don’t know who is the first person to eat crabs, this kind of combination is in City A One became popular.

But this matching method that Hwaseong has always disliked seems to be inexplicably harmonious on Li Fan.

When Hwaseong saw him raise his hand to serve the ball, because he raised his arm, the hem of the side of the white shirt jumped up, revealing his thin waist from time to time. The skin there may not be seen in the sun, and it is better than the skin on his arm. White several degrees.

The stabbing made Hwaseong look away unconsciously, and vainly visited the students around him. Seeing that everyone was concentrating on the book and shaking their heads, he was relieved. Pulling out a half-smile expression.

It's ridiculous, but it's nothing, it's like being caught raped.

Hwaseong cleared his throat, feeling a little thirsty for no reason. He habitually grabbed at his side, but it was empty. He turned his head and looked around nonchalantly, only to realize that he forgot to bring water down today.

He could only stare at the volleyball court again as if to prove that it was nothing. At some point, most of the girls on the volleyball court had dispersed, but there were a few more boys, and they were playing against each other.

However, I have to admit that Li Fan's appearance, Li Fan's figure, and the volleyball court that can get along well with the sun and the breeze, in the eyes of Hwaseong, who is male and self-aware, it is really true to simply appreciate It is very pleasing to the eye.

A physical education class, head to tail, half an hour is not enough time, not enough time for some people to play, but there is no way, when the class is about to end, Li Fan walks back with a pair of boys shoulder to shoulder, see Hwaseong looked at his side and smiled at Hwaseong.

"Hey, save some for me!" When they came back, a certain boy in the group took Li Fan's water and drank it very smoothly. Gulu Gulu drank more than half of it. It is estimated that he often did this before, and Li Fan snatched it away. own water glass, and shouted at that boy: "It's not kind!"

Li Fan crossed his legs and sat next to Hwaseong, holding a water glass with the lid still open, and resting his hands on his knees casually: "Did you see me playing? Do you think I'm very handsome?"

Huacheng originally thought the weather was pleasant, but when Li Fan sat close to the heat source, he felt that the surrounding air was heating up, and he felt a little itchy in his heart. He wanted to end the conversation succinctly, and said, "I didn't pay attention."

"Come on less," Li Fan bumped Huacheng's arm, and Huacheng fell to the side without paying attention. He subconsciously grabbed Li Fan's arm, and heard Li Fan's thief laugh, saying: "Sure! Insufficient strength, you, hey, I can see you looking this way."

Hwaseong: "..."

Then what are you asking?

Hwaseong sat upright, wiped the sweat from his hands on Li Fan's trousers, stopped pretending, and said honestly, "He's very handsome, when did you learn it?"

Li Fan doesn't mind other people's behavior of wiping sweat on his body. Maybe he realized that what he was wiping was sweat from his own arm, so he didn't care about anything, and just said, "I learned this when I was young. At that time, I felt that I had nothing to do, and I was bored every day, so I just learned all kinds of sports, do you think I am awesome?"

"I thought you would play wild everywhere when you were young."

"Actually, let me tell you that when I was a child, I was a cold person. You don't know how many people packed a bag of snacks, blocked my door and asked me out to play, how many girls stuffed cards in my drawer, but how could I be so Anybody, right?"

"I usually tell them," Li Fan straightened his back, deliberately pretended to be a big brother, and cleared his throat: "Wait for someone who feels that he is the first in the basketball school. One day, don't bother me, and my girlfriend's grades must be No. 1 in the class, and if she doesn't achieve it, be more conscious."

After Li Fan finished speaking, he straightened his back immediately, and raised his eyebrows at Huacheng.

"It's quite demanding to be your friend." Huacheng felt that Li Fan's words in Mary Su's novels were really out of standard, but he didn't expose it.

Although after a long time, Hwaseong realized that not all of this was fake.

"That is, none of them can meet the standard, so I am getting stronger and stronger as I seek defeat alone. Hey, I am a little embarrassed to find out this heroic deed, and it makes me look like I am not humble at all. "Li Fan said he was embarrassed, but there was no embarrassment on his face.

Maybe it was because he had finally rested, or maybe he was a little thirsty after talking a lot, so Li Fan took the water glass in his hand and moved it to his mouth to drink.

A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist holding the water glass. He looked towards Hwaseong and gave a look asking "what's the matter". Seeing Hwaseong looking at his water glass, he immediately understood and said : "If you want to drink, tell me earlier, here, here you go, save some for me!"

But Huacheng let go, but he didn't intend to take it over. Li Fan felt that it was inexplicable, so he had to take it back and leaned closer to drink again.

"Hey, you..."

Li Fan hadn't even had a drink of water yet, when he heard this, he turned his head away and said, "Really, you have something to say."

Hua Cheng was not polite anymore, and continued: "...you give me the water."

Li Fan still thinks it's something, doesn't he just want to drink water, how can he be so awkward!

It's just that I didn't expect that Huacheng took the water and didn't drink it. Instead, he poured the remaining half of the bottle of water on his hands and rubbed his fingers pretendingly.

"Fuck! Xueba, what are you doing?" Li Fan couldn't bear it anymore, wasting water resources.

Seeing Huacheng flushing his hand slowly, he said quietly: "I was sweating just now, and - you are not afraid of getting dirty with the water that others have drunk."

"Tch, so you mind this, but I don't mind, you..." Li Fan suddenly realized, and paused when he said this, and suddenly remembered the abandoned bowl of white porridge when he started school, and he evoked strange thoughts. The corner of his mouth, said: "Xueba! Let me tell you, I actually drank the cup in your dormitory."

Hwaseong rarely raised his eyebrows sharply, but he only said calmly, "Thank you for letting me know."

Hearing his tone, Li Fan immediately felt that the fate of the cup might be bad, so he hurriedly pleaded for the innocent cup that was torn out of the water: "Hey, if you don't know it, you're going to throw it away."

Hwaseong didn't speak, and threw the twisted water cup into Li Fan's arms, stood up and walked straight to the teaching building.

Li Fan took the water glass, was stunned, and hurriedly stood up and chased after him, shouting: "Hey, Xueba, I lied to you, I haven't drank it, really, trust me, hey..."