How did Xiao Ming die?

Yes Zhen and I were blowing the wind on the ladder, chatting about everything.

I asked him what it was like to have 138 billion years of memory, and he said it was okay.

"It's okay, what kind of answer is it? It's not like you're out of energy, so tell me!"

"Who says I'm not tired anymore?" As he said, he tilted his head and rested his head on my shoulder. "Actually, I don't remember everything. Occasionally, I need to be reminded by Xuan to remember things from a long time ago. Sometimes even if he Even reminded me, I have no impression."

"Oh..." I asked insincerely, "Then do you think I'm familiar?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just like you might know my past life or something..."

I don't dare to say Soul or Toki directly, neither the five-petal flower nor my younger brother can make me notice it.

He thought about it for a while, then shook his head, "No..."

As he said that, he stood up, "By the way, this time the sacrament is chosen in the Shigure galaxy. There will be a meteor storm in those few days. I saw it once when I was living in Nibrosa. It's very beautiful. Let me show you!"

He stretched out his hand to me, and the wind on the ladder made his eyes covered with water, his black pupils glowed, and he looked very excited.

I took his hand and stood up.

"kindness!"

I patted the dust on my pants, and he suddenly said a word.

He said, "Let's go play basketball!" and walked away on his own.

What?Did I hear you right? !What did the little remnant just say?

I quickly grabbed the railing and leaned over to look at the open-air court. Sure enough, I saw a person.

Today's weather is bright and sunny, 27 degrees with a little breeze.

Passing the gymnasium on the way to the basketball court, we borrowed a basketball from the teacher on duty with our expired student ID card.

He walked in front of me, and I muttered behind him, "Can you fight?"

He was copying his pocket with one hand and holding the basketball with the other, and stopped when he heard the sound.

He turned to look at me.

"What are you looking at?" I stared, "Ask if you know how to beat the disabled."

He didn't speak, and still had that dull face.When he moved his right hand, the basketball actually spun steadily on his finger.

"What?!" I was obviously shocked, I never thought that Can Zhen would have such an energy-consuming hobby of sports.However, I thought about it again, my deskmate was lazy because he was disabled, not because he was lazy... well, he was really lazy.But that doesn't negate his phased orgasms.

It was Zhen who turned around with a flat expression, continued to spin the ball with one hand and walked in front of me.

"Childish." I sneered, showing off to me.

In the middle of the summer vacation, the campus was empty.There was no one on the open-air court, not even cicadas singing, it was very quiet.

There is a second-tier grandstand next to the stadium, which happens to cast a shadow on the ground.In the shade lay a teenager, with his hands behind his head and one leg bent on his knees.Gray sweatpants, dark blue sneakers, a black T-shirt, and a baseball cap buttoned over his face to shade him.

Shizhen and I walked onto the court slowly, and saw the boy enjoying the shade from a distance.

The one walking in front was Zhen playing with the basketball in his hand, and then I saw him throw the basketball in his hand casually. The ball drew a perfect arc in the air and landed on the side of the boy's face.

Crack, just like that.

Immediately after the basketball hit the ground, it bounced off the ground, and the only sound that could be heard in the court was the softer and lighter beating of the ball, patter, patter, and stillness.

I imagined that if I was lying there, if a basketball dropped from a high altitude suddenly hit my ear, the movement would be quite big.Even if it doesn't startle, it can wake up people who are taking a nap.

The boy on the ground was silent for a few seconds, then grabbed the brim of his hat with one hand, exposing half of his eyes.

At this time, I have already walked to the side of that person, and I am looking down at him.

The boy's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly grabbed the mineral water bottle at hand.

then!With a whirring sound, the water bottle hit Zhenzhen straight in the face with a sound of breaking wind.

It was Zhen who also had quick eyesight and quick hands, pulled his right hand out of his pocket, and accurately grasped the bottle body out of thin air.The bottle of water must have just been drunk, and the cap has not been screwed on tightly.When I caught it, the mouth of the bottle happened to be flushed down. He squeezed it hard, and the water poured down on the boy's face mercilessly.

The boy noticed that he sat up straight, the water brushed his face, and the thunderbolt hit the stone steps.

In two or three seconds, a bloody storm was staged in front of my eyes.Although both of them looked indifferent, they were full of ruthless and murderous moves.

The tablemate who was the first to be provocative raised a three-point smile at the corner of his mouth, "Playing?"

Wang Jiang looked up and looked away, grabbed the basketball beside him and walked to the center of the court.

He saw me on the court and raised his eyebrows, "Are you playing?"

"No, no, no." I waved at General Wang, "I won't fight, I won't."

"Alright." He nodded and stood still in his place.

I thought it would be a miracle to see me playing basketball at the same table, but I didn't expect him to play one-on-one with the school boy's basketball ace!I remember that Leng Xiaotai once told me the inside story of the battle of Qingyang, and I did not expect to be lucky enough to witness the head-to-head confrontation between these deadly enemies.

I think the class is going to blow up tonight, and my circle of friends is already hungry.

There is no doubt about Wang Jiang's skills. As a layman, I can see the disparity in their skills at a glance.After all, my body at the same table often loses power, and it must have been a long time since I touched basketball, so I am a little rusty.

Having said that, Tongtong's dribbling moves are still very beautiful, although Wang Jiang intercepted the ball twice, blocked the hot pot three times, and grabbed seven rebounds...

I still like to see Wang Jiang's abusive behavior of food, and I just move a bench to knock a melon seed.

However, when the general situation was about to die, my deskmate suddenly got a tiger.I saw him jumping up and snatching Wang Jiang's three-pointer in the air. Before he landed, the ball had already rushed to the backboard.

So fast!

He obviously jumped up behind the king, but landed before the king.Presumably, he used his ability to quickly adjust his own gravity.

It was I who tossed the ball in the air and immediately ran to my basket after landing.He should have calculated the angle when he flicked the ball in the air, and when he rushed, he just hugged the basketball that bounced off his own backboard.

OK!Layup!

But he didn't.

He had already run to his own basket, and there was no one there, but he turned back and faced the king.

Wang Jiangcai's three-pointer took off very high, and he was surprised when he saw that the ball he threw was cut off out of thin air.He landed smoothly and turned around slowly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that it was Zhen who threw the basketball in his hand, but the ball did not fly to the basket, but hit the general Wang's face.

Crack, one sound.

Oh my god! ! !God is beating someone! !The emperor and god are no match for others, and they are starting to piss off! ! !It's me, you are only three years old, right?You are actually only three years old, right?

General Wang's handsome face was hit hard by the fairway, and red marks appeared on his forehead.

Did he die at the age of three? He sneered, but he was actually very happy.

Of course, Wang Jiang, as a patient with severe secondary illness, would never tolerate such face-slapping behavior.He grabbed the basketball that bounced above his head in seconds, and flicked the ball to my face.

Crack again.

Young birthday! ! !The Emperor God was beaten! !The god of the emperor is being abused now! ! !The king will cover up Goode! !Let me see him cry Pleeeeeeeeease!

The kinetic energy of the ball disappeared on Shizhen's face, and it hit the ground with gravity, revealing Shizhen's red nose.

I thought my deskmate's nosebleed would come down in the next second, but unfortunately there was no, and unfortunately there were no tears, what a pity.

Miraculously, the next second, Wang Jiang's nosebleeds flowed down.

Wasn't he hit on the forehead just now?Why do you get a nosebleed?

Wang Jiang furrowed his brows, touched his upper lip lightly with his finger, and touched blood.In an instant, anger splashed all over his body, and the ball rolled down to his feet.At this moment, General Wang's figure flickered, and the ball flew towards me with the sound of the wind.

superpower?This ball will never be done by ordinary humans.

Crack, bang, bang!

I fixed my eyes and saw that the ball was so powerful that it directly knocked one person back.He lost his balance and hit the basketball stand behind him, then his feet slipped and he landed on his face.

This person is not my deskmate, but the red-haired one.

"Me! Shit!" Shi Rong lay on the ground and cursed, "Yes! Who!"

Little Crisp... (the advertising stem of Want Want Little Crisp)

Jiang Xiaosu took a step forward in a dignified manner.

"You're so angry!" Shi Rong thumped the ground angrily, got up and rushed towards the general.

Wang Jiang looked at Rong's face, and his expression became more serious.Before it was Rong who punched, he kicked first.

That kick landed on Shi Rong's stomach, Shi Rong felt the pain, and threw out his fist furiously.

"You're fucking sick!" It was Rong Zha Mao.

General Wang grinned in pain, raised his hand to grab Shi Rong's shoulder and hit his stomach with his knee, "I'm not happy seeing this face."

"What?" Rong was puzzled, and hurriedly broke away, and punched him again.

So a basketball matchup turned into a fight between two people, and finally escalated into a fight between two other people.The instigator of the incident retreated and watched the play from the sidelines.

Shi Rong and Wang Jiang were fighting hysterically, with blood dripping from their fists.The instigator stretched his muscles and bones, stretched his waist, yawned, and stepped forward to persuade the fight.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me." It was Zhen who put his hand on the shoulders of the two, "Jin Kela has all the benefits, and whoever is right will give it to him."

Both of them were taken aback, stopped what they were doing, turned their heads in unison and glared at Zhen.

It was me with an innocent face, "Why are you fighting?"

"roll!"

"It's not because of you!"

In the end, it was me who tried to persuade the fight.

I said, "The teacher is here!"

The two of them really stopped fighting.

I laughed and walked forward, clumsily picked up the basketball, "Well, why don't we play a basketball game!"

Shi Rong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm on your team."

"I'm on his team." General Wang said at the same time.

"Uh..." I was embarrassed, "I didn't play well, why are you rushing to be on my team..."

The two of them threw me a sharp eye.

Oh, good!

I almost forgot, it was Rong and Wang Jiang who were talking about "Zhen" and their teeth were itching with hatred, let alone teaming up to play basketball.

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Look at the tacit understanding between you two, and you are also good comrades of the 'anti-I'm faction', why don't you shake hands and make peace."

It was Rong who was the first to be dissatisfied, "Why, he hit me first!"

Wang Jiang, on the other hand, insisted on the concept of "I feel uncomfortable when I see a face, I want to fight", and vowed to die.

It was I who sat leisurely on the stone steps to enjoy the shade, "Hey~ what should I do~ these two people will definitely fight one-on-one, ignoring the rules, childish!"

I rolled my eyes and took out my mobile phone, "Call some people. Lao Xiao should have come to school to pick up the notice, ask him."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xiao Yao's voice appeared behind me, "I just heard a voice from the side of the stadium, it was you."

Qian Duoduo was also traveling with Xiao Yao.

I really haven't seen Brother Qian for a few days, and I especially miss the smell of copper on his body.

Brother Qian was as loyal as ever, picked up his mobile phone and made a call, and the clerk in the school supermarket brought us a big bag of drink ice cream.

I made do with Qian Duoduo with a popsicle in my mouth, "Does our school supermarket still have takeaway service?"

Qian Duoduo took out a tip of 200 yuan from his wallet and handed it to the clerk, but he didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Uh... nothing."

Qian Duoduo looked around, "Isn't it Leng Xiaotai?"

"No, you can call and ask." I said.

"Oh." He took out his phone, "He may not come."

"What?"

"Today is Tanabata."

I guessed very close to ten, and as expected, Leng Xiaotai said over there that he couldn't come.

I snatched the phone, "We are all at school. Your wife is also here."

"Tell my daughter-in-law that I love him forever, and today will not pass. I am with my girlfriend."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was snatched by Xiao Yao again.

"Burning, burning, you are not welcome in our FFF group."

"Being burned is also a kind of happiness. This is the fireworks that single dogs are jealous of! Hahahaha, have fun. I hang up."

"Fuck!" Xiao Yao returned the phone to Qian Duoduo angrily, "That boy Leng Xiaotai actually said that we are jealous of him! He also laughed at us as single dogs!"

"Isn't it great... It just so happens that we are all single..." Qian Duoduo snapped his fingers at everyone on the field, "Let's spend this Chinese Valentine's Day together!"