Hands Can Pick Stars [Rebirth]

How painful is it to get hit by an inflated basketball?

Wen Baiyu once thought that the protagonists in TV dramas who were knocked down by basketballs were just for dramatic effect, how much movement could a ball make?

They more or less have a comedic effect or a hypocritical effect in it.

But now he was hit by the ball that hit the goal directly. Before his brain stopped thinking, the words that popped up suddenly were...

I'm XX, but it's too fucking painful, let me be hypocritical and die.

His forehead is affected by the force of the huge basketball.

Chen Feng's anger that he learned from Yu Shuchen that he became angry after being inferior to others but couldn't vent his anger was all poured into the strength of this basketball.

This force threw him back onto the ground.

In an instant, he felt the ground shaking, and he was staggering on the undulating and shaking ground of the highland.

Even the surroundings are bare, without any objects to cling to.

There was a thunderous "boom" between the sky and the earth, and the blue sky fell down instantly, as if the rocks on the mountain were cracked by the thunder, and "bang bang bang" came towards him with the falling sky.

The crowd around him circled around him like twisted mosquito coils.

The spot on the forehead that was bumped was hot and swollen.

His whole body was in pain, his teeth probably bit the tip of his tongue, and his mouth smelled of salty fresh blood.

He fell to the ground, closed his eyes, and the dizzy spinning feeling was much less.

There are many thoughts in the mind.

It seemed that he had returned to the scene in his previous life when he saw Yu Shuchen covered in a white cloth in the hospital.

He stumbled to the hospital in the heavy rain, wet all over, and was stopped by the security guard at the entrance of the hospital.

He probably explained it for a while.

The cold corridor of the hospital is like an endless hell, extending to the bottomless depths.

How he wished it wasn't true.

He stood in the corridor and dared not go in.

At that time, he was like a clay sculpture and a wooden sculpture. The painful crowd coming and going out of control passed by him, and he couldn't hear any sound. It was like a pantomime, conveying silent grief.

But the cold bed and the cold white light hit the hospital bed, and the thin quilt covering Yu Shuchen's body was glowing pale.

Alone, it looked very pitiful.

Yu Shuchen didn't have any more relatives coming, and he was surrounded by unfamiliar doctors and nurses in white or green clothes.

Only him.

He went in anyway, wondering if it was cold, he couldn't help shivering.

Drenched all over, in the cold room of the hospital, shaking like dead branches and leaves about to be blown off by the strong wind.

……

Chen Feng stood on the outer circle and watched coldly, watching Wen Baiyu fall, with a vicious sneer on his lips.

As if he didn't smash the person, Wen Baiyu couldn't stand up and accuse him.

Yes, he said to himself.

That's what it should be.

Yu Shuchen hid in the shade of a tree, drank water, rested and recovered his strength.

The girls who had been around just now all turned around at this moment, as if their attention was attracted by other things.

These little girls who are keen to watch the excitement are after all flowers raised in their own greenhouses, and they probably have never seen boys fight with their own eyes.

So at this moment when Wen Baiyu was hit by a basketball on the ground, these girls exclaimed and covered their mouths, and even a few timid ones saw Wen Baiyu fall to the ground with a "sudden" sound, closed their eyes and made no sound, screamed in panic. shouted.

This frightened scream is different from the excited scream. These few sounds cut through the unusually quiet environment, and the surroundings began to restore the excitement of the world, and whispers began.

Yu Shuchen frowned and screwed on the bottle cap.

His eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Turning around and kicking the ball to his teammates, he left the team and walked towards the place surrounded by the crowd.

These schoolmasters still have some rules when they encounter problems. They know that if someone passes out, if they all surround him, it will easily cause the unconscious person to suffer from hypoxia.

No one dared to go up to help, so many people surrounded him, showing some gaps for him.

Yu Shuchen bypassed these people who watched the excitement but did not move, and looked into the gap left——

Wen Baiyu was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his expression was painful, he was motionless, and he didn't look well.

Yu Shuchen's heart stopped for a moment.

Not caring too much, he even pushed a few people and ran a few steps.

He ran to Wen Baiyu's side, looked left and right at his current state, not knowing where to start.

Wen Baiyu's face was covered with fine cold sweat, there was a huge bump on his forehead, and several bruises had condensed around it.

In summer, the ground has been boiled by the sun, and lying on it can scald several skins.

Yu Shuchen didn't dare to delay too much, gently lifted his head with his right hand, put his left arm under his neck, and placed his head carefully in the crook of his left arm with his right hand.

The right hand went down through the bend of his foot, and hugged him as a princess.

Yu Shuchen hugged him and walked out of the crowd without stopping.

When passing by a tall and strong man, I heard the cynicism of a few of them.

"Tell me, is this Wen Baiyu all right?"

"What can happen? I didn't use much force. I didn't expect to be so fragile. I was knocked down by this uncle. Bah!"

"Heh, she really is a sissy, it's fine if she looks like a sissy, but I didn't expect her physical fitness to be like a woman's."

"Hahaha, did you take a picture of his ugly appearance? Put it on the forum and see if he dares to be crazy in the future."

……

Yu Shuchen stopped, turned his head, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and stared at Chen Feng viciously.

He felt that these people looked familiar, and blinked and remembered that he had seen them surrounding Wen Baiyu in the corridor.

His eyes were cold, and he snorted a contemptuous smile, and a very suitable word popped out of his mind: ugly people make mischief.

Yu Shuchen only stopped here for less than half a minute, and then jogged in the direction of the infirmary without stopping.

When Yu Shuchen ran so fast that he couldn't see, Chen Feng let out a hopeless breath and let out a long breath.

The hairs on Chen Feng's back stood up, the pressure in this man's eyes was too strong, he subconsciously held his breath.

To cover up his embarrassment, he cursed after a while, "Crazy!"

The little fat man played a hearty basketball game, threw the ball into the cart, and turned his head to find that Wen Baiyu was gone.

After asking the insider, he didn't have time to settle accounts with Chen Feng and the others, so he lifted the hem of his white T-shirt and ran to the side of the infirmary while wiping the sweat off his face.

Wen Baiyu was lying on the hospital bed in the inner room, and the school doctor gave him a simple examination.

The school doctor pointed to the bag on his forehead: "I'll apply some anti-swelling medicine to him first. I don't have all the equipment here. According to the symptoms, it may be a concussion, but other situations are not ruled out. It is recommended to go to Go to the hospital to take a film to check."

Wen Baiyu's face was pale.

Yu Shuchen took a few tissues for him to wipe off the cold sweat on his face, and when he wiped around his lips, his hand stopped for a moment——

Due to the loss of moisture, Wen Baiyu's pale lips were now chapped and peeled, and some red blood even oozes out.

Just in time, the little fat man ran in from the door.

Li Wenshu had never seen such a person lying on the bed without knowing his personnel, half of his soul was frightened, his legs went limp, and he almost knelt at the door of the infirmary.

His lips trembled and opened and closed for a long while, and the words were on his lips for a long time before a single word popped out, "He, he..."

Yu Shuchen threw the wiped paper into the trash can beside the bed and gave him a blank stare.

"What are you shaking? It's fine."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the little fat man held onto the door frame and forced himself to stand still, so that he had the time to take care of things other than Wen Baiyu.

He raised his eyes to look at the past, and almost sat down at the door when he saw it.

He was like a late Parkinson, shaking his hands and feet, "You, you, you, Yu..."

Yu Shuchen nodded to him: "Yu Shuchen, I remember you, the classmate who helped lead the way with him on the first day."

When the little fat man was asked, he nodded repeatedly. In front of this person who was taller than him but didn't look stronger than him, he was as weak as a little sheep.

He completely lost the arrogance he used to show his fists and stand up against Sun Ming and others these days.

Li Wenshu walked in slowly, thinking while walking:

It's not that I'm cowardly, it's that this transfer student is too oppressive all over.

He walked over unconsciously with light steps.

Another helper.

Yu Shuchen glanced at Wen Baiyu, whose eyes were still closed, and walked out, "You can take a look at him, the doctor said he woke up soon, I'll go out and buy some water."

Yu Shuchen didn't go to buy water, but turned back to the playground.

As the victim was transferred to the infirmary, the conflict just now seemed to be forgotten by the students who had finally escaped from the shackles of study.

Like it never happened.

The entire playground was noisy, and those screaming girls changed their targets and surrounded each basketball court in twos and threes.

And the culprit of this conflict still dribbled the ball across the field as if nothing had happened.

Jumping up, a three-pointer hit the backboard and bounced back hard.

Yu Shuchen sneered, passed by the basketball cart, and took out a basketball from it.

At this time, the sharp-eyed girl sitting under the shade of the tree had already seen Yu Shuchen who had gone and returned.

They were just about to scream.

Yu Shuchen pointed at them, put his straight and slender index finger on his thin lips, and made a "shh" gesture.

These girls stood in place, stretching their necks, their faces full of intoxication after being restored by the male god.

Yu Shuchen came closer, and the basketball was twirling nimbly at his fingertips.

Turning and turning, the ball was held in his palm in the blink of an eye.

He pretended to be sprained by a stone on the ground, made a false turn, and the ball in his hand was thrown out of his hand, heading towards Chen Feng in a parabola.

The ball burst out through the air with the howling wind.

Chen Feng sensed that something was wrong, he only had time to turn his head to look at the menacing ball, before he was hit by the ball on the bridge of his nose, and he sat down on the ground clutching his nose.

Under the scorching sun, Chen Feng's hit nose seemed to be on fire.

Warm liquid flowed out of it, dripping down between his parted fingers.

One drop, two drops...

fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: fighting is not good, don't imitate it.

Is it my bad writing?It feels like fewer and fewer people are watching, alas. QAQ