Be good

Wu Chuan greeted the teacher for a while outside the arena, and entered the arena together.

"You guys just fight like this?" The physical education teacher on the other side saw that these No. [-] high school students didn't even have a team uniform, so they couldn't help but ask.

"Don't mention it, I heard that you finished the exam yesterday at No. [-] Middle School, but we just finished the exam today, so I was drawn to play basketball." Wu Chuan was pretty good at talking, just to rationalize a group of motley crew .

So there is a reason for not playing well, because I just left the exam room.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have picked another day. You guys are in a hurry." Teacher Ren was embarrassed by the words, and said with a whistle: "Let's referee together. Anyway, it's just to exchange skills."

"Yes, no problem." Wu Chuan said, looking at his "team members".

Lin Qianxi prepared the activities on the sidelines, turned to look at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up when he heard this, he was still technical, and he might not even cooperate.

Before he finished complaining in his heart, his eyes drifted to the group of people in the fifth middle school opposite. Qin Yidong was doing stretching. He hadn't looked good since entering the arena, so he silently turned his eyes away.

"Let's get started!" Wu Chuan blew his whistle, pointed at Sun Kai, and asked him to put it on first and be a backup.

People from both parties stand together, with their hands behind their backs, and bow to each other before the opening.

Opposite Lin Qianxi stood Qin Yidong.

Qin Yidong glanced at his side, Lin Qianxi followed his gaze to look around, Zong Cheng stood on his left, with no expression on his face, nor looked at them.

Both sides bent down and nodded their heads, he heard Qin Yidong's voice ask in a low voice: "Is this cool guy your new buddy?"

Lin Qianxi raised his head, and when he straightened his waist, he smiled and replied, "He's not a buddy."

You can't say anything, you need face.

After finishing speaking, he added in a low voice: "I don't care for any buddies."

Qin Yidong straightened up, closed his mouth, sullenly, and did not speak again.

Lin Qian glanced around, Zongcheng didn't know if he heard it, but he never looked here anyway.

When the whistle sounded, the physical education teacher of No. [-] Middle School threw the ball, and the game started instantly.

The No. [-] middle school did have the advantage. In just a few minutes, Bancuntou grabbed the ball and wanted to make a layup, and his passing and defense were well coordinated.

People in the field run to each other, you attack and I defend.

Lin Qianxi looked for opportunities in the rear.

In fact, his favorite game is billiards. The reason why he knows how to play basketball is entirely because Qin Yidong likes it.

In the past, every time he entered the basketball court, it was because he was playing with Qin Yidong. If we talk about tacit understanding, among the people present, there may be a little tacit understanding with him.

The bantou with the ball is about to charge.

Lin Qianxi saw the right opportunity, made a pass, and took the ball away from him.

There were footsteps next to him, and he saw a familiar shadow of that person, without even thinking about it, the ball had already been thrown towards him as if there was inertia in his hand: "Catch..."

The ball drew an arc in the air, and the direction it fell was Qin Yidong's hand.He didn't seem to expect it, and he couldn't pick it up in the first place.

Bancuntou came out and intercepted halfway, and snatched the ball back.

"Brother Xi!" Wang Xiao shouted in shock.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Hao also turned to stare at him.

Zong Cheng ran past and glanced at him with raised eyebrows.

"..." Lin Qianxi shook the hand that just threw the ball, and smiled dryly: "I didn't see the direction clearly."

Bancuntou passed the ball to his teammate and immediately made a layup. After scoring a two-pointer, he turned his head and taunted: "Thank you for the assist from the boss of No. [-] Middle School."

Everyone in the fifth middle school was laughing.

Qin Yidong didn't smile, but he remembered passing the ball like this several times before. When he played with Lin Qianxi, he always intercepted other people's ball like this, but it was not a meaningful memory anymore.

He ran to pass the ball without even looking at Lin Qianxi.

Wu Chuan couldn't help but say, "Fight hard, how about deserting?"

With a faint smile on Lin Qianxi's face, he didn't say anything, and didn't know what to say. He took a deep breath, refreshed himself, and went to intercept the ball again.

At first glance, the fifth middle school had regular practice, and scored three goals in a row in 10 minutes.

Bancuntou caught Lin Qianxi's ball in front of him, as if he was relieved, he was full of energy, and ran from behind to stop him, so he focused on him.

Lin Qianxi glanced at Bancuntou. This kid is very proud now, even his eyebrows are raised. Fortunately, he has shaved his head. If his hair grows longer, he won't be able to float up?

He muttered in his heart, his eyes aimed at the ball, and he jumped to block the moment he saw the ball coming, but he didn't expect Bancuntou to follow suit.

Qin Yidong next to him also ran to block the ball.

Lin Qianxi was hit on the chest suddenly, and it was the arm of the bancuntou that hit him directly on the chest. He missed the ball and fell to the side.

His first reaction was that he didn't want to bump into Qin Yidong who was next to him. He stomped on the ground and stepped back a few steps, his center of gravity was unstable, and his back bumped into a person, and the back of his head sounded like it hit the other person's face with a "bang". , The two fell directly together and hit the ground.

"Zongcheng!" Jiang Hao called out.

Lin Qianxi was still knocking his head on the opponent, so he got up quickly, and saw Zongcheng fall behind him, covering the bridge of his nose with one hand, and staring at him intently.

"Day..." Before he even had time to touch the back of his head, he stretched out his hand to pull him.

Zongcheng put one hand on the ground, stood up quickly, didn't let him touch him, frowned, covered the bridge of his nose and looked at him, his eyes were calm, and said coldly: "If you don't want to hit, don't hit him."

"..."

Wu Chuan blew the whistle and judged that Bancuntou fouled once.

Lin Qianxi watched Zongcheng run to the sidelines, obviously feeling that he was unhappy, turned his head and shaved his eyes hard.

Bancuntou didn't seem to take it seriously, he was actually laughing, and ran over to continue to stop him, and whispered deliberately: "What are you looking at, Boss Lin, the big deal is a foul, and you guys can still win?"

"I play basketball and don't talk about it. I hope your No. [-] Middle School will do the same." Lin Qianxi said.

Bancuntou was very disdainful, and the game continued, and he really just stared at him.

Lin Qianxi swayed a little on purpose to attract him to stop to the left, then suddenly ran to the right, the speed was so fast that he passed by in a flash.

Suddenly his calf tripped, and he staggered forward suddenly, but fortunately he didn't fall, but his anger was already rising, he turned his head and stared at Bancuntou, moved his foot, and almost went up.

Wu Chuan blew the whistle again, fouled Bancuntou again, and was a little annoyed: "Don't blah, blah!"

Zongcheng suddenly made a pause gesture.

Halftime pause.

He went over to say a few words to Wu Chuan, and soon returned to the arena, his nose was already red, and his face was still cold.

Wu Chuan chatted with the teacher of the fifth middle school at the other end, waved to Lin Qianxi, and pointed to Sun Kai who was sitting next to him.

This is about to change midway.

Lin Qianxi looked at Zongcheng, he still had no expression on his face, his forehead was sweating, his hair was combed up again, and he pulled down the wristband on his arm. No matter how he looked at it, his ruthless appearance was revealed again.

He had no choice but to walk off the field. He had originally agreed to pass the ball to him, but the ball passed to Qin Yidong and caused him to fall. What the hell did he not do.

Sun Kai passed by him when he was playing, and comforted him: "Don't worry, brother Xi, that kid wants to make trouble, I'll get him."

"What the fuck, don't make a foul." Lin Qianxi himself endured it, otherwise he would have given that kid a good look.

Sun Kai had no choice but to hold back and ran into the arena.

As soon as Lin Qian went to the field, the situation in the field changed.

Bancuntou lost his target, and changed to Zongcheng this time.

Zongcheng played center, grabbed rebounds several times, and went straight to the front line.

Lin Qianxi's eyes unconsciously stared at him, stared at him, and after a while, he came to his senses and stood up from the sidelines.

He has to admit that he is really good at playing with his bancuntou. Even if he deliberately made trouble today, he was not afraid of fouling. When he went to block Zongcheng, he made physical contact directly.

When the whistle blew, Wu Chuan judged that Bancuntou had fouled, and Zongcheng got a free throw.

"Fuck, I knew it!" Lin Qianxi whispered to himself.

Zongcheng did it on purpose, just to let Bancuntou stare at him, make him foul, and get a free throw opportunity for himself.

Bancuntou obviously realized that he had been tricked, his face was elongated, and he was still staring at Zongcheng when he walked away.

Zongcheng received the ball, stood outside the line, raised his hand to throw the ball, made one shot, made one shot, and directly recovered four points.

Even Wang Xiao took a second look at him, as if he had known him the first day.

Jiang Hao shouted directly: "Awesome!"

Lin Qianxi immediately raised his hand towards Wu Chuan, pointing at himself.

Wu Chuan watched Zongcheng shoot the ball, he saw him, and ignored him.

Lin Qianxi smacked his lips, touched the sweat on his neck, and waited on his knees.

Qin Yidong was running in the field, but he didn't look at it, he deliberately didn't look at it, it might be more comfortable, let him play again, he will definitely be able to perform well.

He waited until the break in the middle but did not wait for Wu Chuan to speak.

Lin Qianxi almost thought that there was no chance. Before the start of the next half, Wu Chuan waved at him.

He seemed to be electrified at once, and quickly ran into the arena.

The moment Bancuntou saw him coming, he already flew past his eyes.

As the ball flew over, Lin Qianxi blocked it, and without staying in his hand for more than a second, he threw it towards the figure who had been aiming at it earlier.

Zongcheng caught it and made a direct shot.

in!

It's evened out.

"Ha!" Lin Qianxi laughed, wiped the broken hair on his forehead, and ran past, feeling very refreshed.

"Brother Xi is normal now?" Wang Xiao whispered to Xue Sheng while running.

Lin Qianxi saw Zongcheng glance at him after shooting the basket, and winked at him with a smile, but he didn't respond and just glanced at him.

Turning his head, he glanced at Qin Yidong's face, stopped smiling, and immediately ran away as if he hadn't seen it.

Ban Cun Tou felt that their point was a sham, and now he was focusing on the attacking Zongcheng, but before he could pass, Lin Qianxi came out and blocked his way.

When the whistle sounded, Wu Chuan shouted: "Lin Qianxi! I fouled you!"

"Understood!" Lin Qianxi was hanging around Bancuntou, and he did squeeze him on purpose just now, imitating his previous tone and saying: "What are you looking at, it's a foul and you will end up here, come on."

Just kidding, playing tricks in front of him, Lin Qianxi should have punished him a long time ago, treating him as Qin Yidong's friend to save face.

Bancuntou uttered a foul word, and suddenly became angry, and when he came up, he bumped him hard with his shoulder.

Lin Qianxi reacted quickly and dodged it as soon as he gave way. He was a little surprised, thinking that he would be scrupulous about the occasion, but he didn't expect to be straightforward.

"What the hell are you talking about, you bullied Qin Yidong, thinking I'm afraid of you? Is it easy to bully our fifth middle school?" Bancuntou scolded.

"..." Lin Qianxi stared at him, his eyes wandering to Qin Yidong.

"What are you doing!" Wu Chuan rushed over and pulled people away.

The physical education teacher from No. [-] Middle School also hurried over.

People from both sides gathered around at once. Wang Xiao and Xue Sheng were on the left and right of Lin Qianxi, and they were about to attack directly, but were stopped by a few harsh whistles.

"Pause! Pause!" Wu Chuan hastily gestured with his whistle in his mouth: "Stop it!"

They also played a damn ball game, a good friendship game, which directly turned into a badass match.

When Lin Qianxi turned his head and left the field, he finally glanced at Qin Yidong again. He was standing behind the No. [-] Middle School team covered in sweat, panting, and his face was even more ugly.

In the end, it took such a big half, a tie, and it ended without a problem.

"What kind of technology is this communication?" Jiang Hao came to the sidelines and muttered in a low voice: "If the communication continues, it will become an exchange of fists and feet."

Zongcheng took off his wristband, took his coat and shook it, put it on his shoulders, and went straight out of the basketball court without saying anything.

Seeing that he left without saying a word, Lin Qianxi touched his nose and followed him.

Qin Yidong watched Lin Qianxi go away, turned around and asked Ban Cuntou: "What are you doing, Zou Wei, beating such a shit today?"

Ban Cuntou, who was called Zou Wei, said: "Isn't that your enemy? It's like pulling two to eighty-five thousand. He will deal with me as soon as he comes. So many people in our fifth middle school are afraid that he is the boss of the eighth middle school. It's okay, just right. To avenge you. That cool guy with no expression is also annoying, and he is playing tricks and cheating free throws, otherwise they can make them evenly split?"

Qin Yidong's face turns green and pale for a while: "That's my enemy, what does it have to do with you, who told you to attack him! I'm here to play, you're here to fight?"

Zou Wei was stunned by his scolding: "I treat you as a friend, so I made you a leader."

"Don't do this if you really treat me as a friend." Qin Yidong took the things and left the venue angrily.

Lin Qianxi chased after Zongcheng's school all the way, but he didn't catch up.

The man went out of the school gate and disappeared without knowing where.

He had no choice but to change his mind and rush to the instructor's lair.

Passing by Yang Rui's grocery store, he went into the freezer and took two bottles of Nongfu Spring, and said, "It's on credit!" Then he ran away in a hurry.

Yang Rui chased him out: "Why are you here?"

"Don't mention it, I don't even know why I went there!" Lin Qian left a sentence while running west.

Yang Rui couldn't help muttering again: "It's over, I still failed the exam."

Lin Qianxi ran outside the old building, sat down at the entrance of the corridor, opened a bottle of mineral water, raised his neck and took a big gulp, and when he swallowed, he remembered what happened in the basketball court, a little annoyed and a little relieved.

Anyway, it also proves that the flat-inch head is not bad for Qin Yidong. In other words, Dongzi has made a very loyal friend. It is quite good to dare to stand up in front of him, the "boss of the eighth middle school". .

Although the kid made himself quite unhappy.

"It's pretty good, Dongzi, cherish it." He dangled the mineral water bottle in his hand and drew a circle, muttering to himself, as if Qin Yidong was still in front of him listening to him.

The phone suddenly rang.

Lin Qianxi came back to his senses, fumbled from the left trouser pocket to the right trouser pocket, groped it out, and pressed the answer button.

He thought it was Wu Chuan who called to teach him a lesson. He was mentally prepared, but before he could speak, there was a familiar noise from the opposite side, mixed with foul language that couldn't be dirtier, and the voice of San Pao rang out: "Hey, Brother Xi, aren't you guys on vacation? You used to come out to hang around every three days, but now you're on vacation and you haven't come to report?"

Lin Qianxi said: "When will the report come? You don't know that I will be in my third year of high school soon. I won't be anywhere for you to play in the future."

"What kind of stuff?" Sanpao scolded, "You're talking in your sleep, what does your senior year have to do with you? Aren't you a famous Xige in these streets? Then the bad class will continue?"

"Come on, don't look for me in the future, I've learned the fuck, do you hear me clearly?" Lin Qianxi directly hung up the phone.

He put away his phone, drank a few more sips of water, poured a handful into the palm of his hand, washed his face, wiped off the sweat, looked up, finally saw the familiar figure, and immediately stood up: "Run so fast, I thought you were missing Already!"

Zong Cheng came back from nowhere, with a Band-Aid stuck across the bridge of his nose, he glanced at him, and went straight upstairs.

Lin Qianxi stared at his band-aid. He had a high nose bridge, and this sticker was particularly conspicuous. It seemed that the thief he made before was neither serious nor serious. Go up, put another bottle of water into his hand, and tap his hand.

"I didn't mean it, don't you be really angry?"

Zongcheng didn't pick up, went upstairs, and said flatly: "So today's matter has nothing to do with us, we all got together just for your five points."

Carrying water, Lin Qianxi followed his footsteps, staring at his broad shoulders: "Yes, instructor Zong, I'm dizzy today, and I didn't play well. Didn't I make up for it? Just say that the pass behind me is okay. ?”

"I still have to thank you, don't I?" Zong Cheng had already stopped at the door, took out the key and opened the door, wanting to go in.

Lin Qianxi squeezed over, put his foot on the door frame, and blocked his door with his leg: "You're not so stingy, are you really angry?"

Zong Cheng glanced at him, both of them were covered in sweat from playing ball, and suddenly they huddled together, and there was a smell of sweat, intertwined and mixed with the smell of their bodies.

He tilted his head and asked, "You came here just to say this?"

"I didn't give you the bridge of your nose..." Lin Qianxi pointed to his nose, and said with a smirk, "I can't justify it, I'm a man of character."

Zong Cheng thought about his outrageous personality, so he put his knee on his leg: "Get out of the way."

Lin Qianxi refused to let it go: "Just say it's okay, and I'll let it go."

Zongcheng wouldn't be called Zongcheng if he was so easy to manipulate. He didn't say anything even if he was fine. Looking at Lin Qianxi, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth: "Do you think I can get in?"

Without even saying a word, Lin Qianxi suddenly clenched his hand on his calf. Lin Qianxi froze for a moment, threw the water in his hand, subconsciously prevented the fall, and grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

Zongcheng caught his ankle and sent it to the door frame. Lin Qian leaned against the frame with his back, pressed his chest in front of him, and made a loud noise, opening his mouth and saying, "Fuck!"

The door had already opened, and at the moment when he retracted his legs in pain, Zong Cheng glanced at his frowning face, let him go, pushed the door and went in.

Lin Qianxi turned the ankle that he grabbed, touched the back with one hand, but failed to touch it, grinned and hissed twice: "It's so shameless, you actually use this trick, are you fucking addicted to me! "

Zongcheng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he looked back at him without making a sound.

Lin Qianxi squatted by his door, not noticing the ambiguity in his words, and was touching his pockets, the sound of plastic bags rattling.

Zong Cheng didn't know if the collision was really cruel, so he glanced at him, and after a few seconds, he glanced again.

"Tom!" Lin Qianxi suddenly called out.

Zongcheng raised his eyes, and the puppy ran towards the door with its hoofs hooved from under its feet, and opened its mouth to grab a piece of bread he threw out.

Lin Qianxi squatted at the door and looked at Zongcheng, and said to the dog, "Tom, I'm going to fall apart after hitting the ground, don't you still pay him back? How can you be so stingy, don't you?"

Zongcheng saw that he was completely fine when he was bumped, so he deliberately kept quiet and watched his performance.

"Forget it, who asked me to ask him to do something today, just ignore me." Lin Qianxi stood up, sighed, and was about to leave.

"Wait." Zong Cheng said.

Lin Qianxi turned his head: "Finally conscience found you?"

Zong Cheng glanced into his arms: "You leave the dog for me."

Lin Qianxi held Tom who had just been abducted in his arms, and could only put it down. He muttered "hard stubble" in his mouth, and closed his door with a "bang".

Zongcheng looked at the closed door, didn't know whether he was angry or teased, touched the bridge of his nose, and raised the corner of his mouth for no reason.