Take down that Alpha school grass

Today, he was required to wear a suit by the competition because it was a written test followed by an interview. He ran back after the competition before he had time to change his clothes. It was very dazzling in the crowd.

Lin Moci immediately grabbed Li Wenyuan's clothes and stood up on one foot. Like a dead body, he said forcefully, "I'm done. I'll make a free throw before leaving the field."

"What a fart!" Li Wenyuan couldn't help roaring directly, "You're a flashback, the back of your neck is purple and black, and you still shoot a free throw, you..."

Lin Moci covered his mouth with his unclean hands, grinned his teeth and endured the pain, and said, "What do you know, even if I die, Wan Wan has to see my heroic appearance on the court."

Chen Weiwan stood outside the arena. He actually came here a long time ago. Because he was busy with other things around, he didn't come to the front. But he also clearly saw Lin Moci's blow just now, and he endured the pain in his heart. Angrily, he lowered his head and said to Huo Linghan: "Xiao Huo, can you replace me later?"

Huo Linghan knew that Chen Weiwan was good at playing basketball, so he nodded immediately and said, "Okay, my uniform is here, you go and change it."

Chen Weiwan glanced at the ball uniform, said "no need" out of cleanliness, and then raised his hand to call Lin Moci to come down, but Lin Moci insisted on making a free throw by himself. Standing on the free throw line, he dribbled the ball a few times, his hands were shaking.

In this case, he insisted on making free throws himself, and Chen Weiwan couldn't step forward to block them, but stood there with a gloomy face a little angrily.

However, Lin Moci took this scorching gaze as expectation. In line with the nature of all little boys who love to pretend to be b in front of their sweetheart, he desperately restrained the intense pain from the glands spreading to the whole body, and threw two beautiful All of the free throws were hit.

He thought in his heart that he was too handsome, and thought that Chen Weiwan would definitely be amazed.

After the vote was over, he completely relaxed as if he was hanging on his breath, and his whole body tilted forward. Chen Weiwan immediately rushed into the arena and hugged him.

This hug made the stadium boil instantly, and the screams were even louder than when they watched the game just now.

"Oh my god what did I see what did I see!"

"It's love, it's love! Beautiful love!!!"

"My cp is real, hurry up and crush that disgusting yellow hair every night!"

"Will the school girl play? Will she play? I'm looking forward to it!"

"But he didn't even change his tracksuit!"

Lin Moci's coquettish energy just now was gone. He looked weak and couldn't take care of himself. Chen Weiwan carried him to the rest area on the sidelines and put him on the seat.

"Aren't you not coming?" Lin Moci looked at Chen Weiwan, who was squatting in front of him, and saw that the other party was so eye-catching under the suit, that he couldn't take his eyes off when he looked at it, and reached out to touch it regardless of the eyes of the people around him. Touching Chen Weiwan's hair, "Am I handsome just now? It's a pity that you didn't come for the most handsome part."

The people around were already crazy, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures and post them on the forum in front of the teacher.

Chen Weiwan looked at his face like a dirty bag and his injured body, and wanted to blame the other party for always hurting his body like this, but also felt that it was really not Lin Moci's fault this time, so he had to endure it viciously. Restraining his emotions, he said, "Handsome."

Immediately, Lin Moci felt complacent and didn't know where he was. He looked at Chen Weiwan's fair face and said, "Wanwan looks really good today."

Chen Weiwan sighed helplessly, and said to Wang Ziyi, the school committee member next to him, "Should there be medicine prepared during the competition? Please spray it for him first, and I will come on the bench."

Wang Ziyi nodded immediately and began to search for plasters.

Seeing that he was still wearing a suit, Lin Moci readily took off his white jersey on the spot: "Hey, you change into my jersey, come on."

He was not wearing any clothes in his ball uniform, Chen Weiwan immediately pushed his clothes back in annoyance, and saw that his shorts showed two thin white legs, so he took off his suit jacket and put it on his legs superior.

"No need for this, Wanwan, I'm not cold." Lin Moci looked at his actions suspiciously, but he didn't refuse the other party's clothes.

"The air conditioner is turned on here, you will be cold later." Chen Weiwan stood up and said in a deep voice.

Lin Moci covered his clothes obediently, and let out a soft "oh".

Chen Weiwan unbuttoned his shirt two times while walking, and explained to the referee's physical education teacher: "Teacher, time is tight, can I play without changing my jersey? You count me as No. 2 like Lin Moci's jersey." .”

Because it was originally a friendly match in the school, and the clothing requirements were not strict, the physical education teacher nodded and blew a whistle, indicating that the game would continue after a substitution.

As soon as Chen Wei came on the court late, before he even started playing, the little o's and b's on both sides were completely out of focus on the ball.

"Every time I look at the school girl's face, I can find something new and handsome!"

"Help, the school grass's formal attire has repeatedly killed me!"

"Stop playing ball, school grass, hit me!"

"Sister, I betrayed you! Huangmao, you step down, we don't need to win in the second year of high school!"

"Let him win, let him win!"

Huang Mao saw Chen Weiwan on the field wearing trousers and a shirt, and said directly and unremittingly: "A little boy with a pretty face pretending to be nmb, you won't be able to score a single goal in the remaining ten minutes."

Li Wenyuan looked at Chen Weiwan standing on Lin Moci's original position, and asked, "Can you play guard?"

Chen Weiwan nodded: "It's all right."

When he said this, even Li Wenyuan, his teammate, felt that it was a bit pretentious.

However, he soon realized that the opponent was not pretending to be a b, because Chen Weiwan intercepted the opponent's pass as soon as he came up, and he didn't shoot three-pointers as accurately as Lin Moci, but he acted decisively and ruthlessly. The ball broke through to the basket, didn't even think about passing the ball, jumped up and dunked into the opponent's basket.

He grabbed the basket, jumped down steadily after the dunk, and said nothing with a sullen face. He didn't even bother to look at the opponent's player, but his actions were full of anger and contempt.

This is an absolute strength crush that can't be stopped even wearing a suit.

Li Wenyuan couldn't help shouting "woc" in his heart for such a terrifying dismount.

At the same time, there were many "fuck" sounds in the entire venue, and the shouts almost toppled the roof.

"What was that just now, what did I see in just a few seconds?"

"It's terrible, why is it so terrible for Xueba to play?!"

"I've never seen such a frightening face in Wanwan. It's so handsome!"

"Chen Weiwan, the thug in a suit!!! The unparalleled Chen Weiwan!!! The eternal god Chen Weiwan!!!"

Lin Moci grasped Chen Weiwan's coat tightly in this sea of ​​boiling cheers. He felt that the world seemed to be humming, and he couldn't see anything in front of him, only Chen Weiwan's godlike side face.

He was even in a daze, is this person really his boyfriend...

How could he... take such a big deal.

Lin Moci clasped his hands together, secretly feeling that he must have accumulated virtues from his ancestors.

Chen Weiwan was not affected by the noise around him, and his eyes were still focused on the game. Although Huang Mao on the opposite side was shocked by his rough style of play and ferocious slam dunk, he also reacted quickly and quickly organized the launch A new round of counterattack.

The sophomore team all went all out to attack repeatedly. They even sent three people to defend against Chen Weiwan, as if they wanted to block Chen Weiwan's sharp sword with an iron bucket.

However, they didn't expect Chen Weiwan to be so decent, but when he played ball, he was not a gentleman's sword at all, but a machete.

When the three of them blocked him together, he pretended to be extraordinary, but in fact he jumped up and shot a three-pointer from above, which directly opened the score.

And when a few defensive players thought he was going to shoot more three-pointers and therefore deliberately paid attention to the high-altitude defense, he quickly dribbled a set of consecutive dribbles at his feet, and dribbled the ball past the opponent in a very insulting manner. He gave his team's small forward and scored again with an assist.

After coming and going, the sophomores were all so tensed by his ridicule and tossing that they could hardly run.

In the fierce battle, the people around were already screaming to the point of losing their voices. No matter if they were sophomores or freshmen, they all stood up to cheer for Chen Weiwan alone.The sophomore in high school has no position in front of the beauty of the school grass, and Bi Gao is excited all his life, as if he can't wait to pull up a banner to cheer him up.

At this moment, Chen Weiwan glanced at Lin Moci who was on the sidelines, and then looked at the countdown. He saw that there were still 5 minutes left, but the score had already reached a [-]-point lead.

He seemed to relax all of a sudden, and gently stroked his hair back. His whole temperament has changed. He used to play ball like a tense killing machine, but now he looks like He is a leisurely streetball player with a casual and punk style.

Playing streetball is about being unruly.

Not about martial arts.

Huang Mao secretly felt that something was wrong while leading the team to continue the attack, and a lot of nervous sweat broke out in his palms.Sure enough, under the interception organized by Chen Weiwan this time, he failed to make a goal at all, and the rebound was also snatched by Li Wenyuan, and it was quickly passed to Chen Weiwan's hands.

And just when Huang Mao was about to turn around and return to defense, Chen Weiwan suddenly smiled and handed him the ball.

This action made everyone in the field bewildered, and they were all surprised and speechless for a moment.

Huang Mao was also completely dumbfounded. He raised his hand subconsciously and threw the ball. Immediately after that, Chen Weiwan jumped up and dunked the ball. He blocked the ball hard and knocked the ball to the ground.

On the court, Huang Mao had never thought of such humiliation in his life.

It's like the humiliation of a professional player hitting a five-year-old.

Although the other party did not speak, a set of behavior clearly expressed a meaning:

——I give you the ball and you can't score in front of me.

How big a difference in strength does it take to dare to insult people so recklessly?

The moment he stood there stunned, the ball was controlled by Sun Zekai, and after a few runs, it was passed back to Chen Weiwan. When they stood under the basket to defend, they jumped up and smashed the ball again. Huang Mao gritted his teeth and wanted to avenge the previous attack, but he wanted to hit Chen Weiwan again with the same trick.

The big deal is another thug foul!

But Chen Weiwan seemed to be waiting for him, and the moment he jumped up, he hit his ribs hard with his knee, knocked him down, and dunked the ball into the frame at the same time.

Ironically, the ball that was poured hit the face of the fallen yellow hair just when it hit the ground.

The people around were deeply shocked by this scene, and they didn't know how to react for a while. After a long silence, thunderous cheers broke out again.

"Thank you, Chen Xiaocao, I was so excited, thank you."

"Damn it, is this the school girl who gave a speech under the national flag? How could he be so wild?"

"Good guy, I'm a good guy! I just knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Xiaocao!"

"One more, one more, fuck him, beat him, vent your anger on our school bully!"

"Thugs in suits are beating someone online for their beloved wife. It really feels like that!"

Chen Weiwan was also fouled by the referee.

But he didn't care and walked in front of Huangmao, seriously wondering: "Alpha is so afraid of touching? Fortunately, I only used the strength to touch omega."

There was a pain almost broken in the ribs. Huang Mao listened to his words in pain, and suddenly realized that he passed the ball to himself, including the foul when throwing the ball, which intensified his behavior of mocking or hurting Lin Moci. Return all.

Because the two sides fouled each other and no free throws were required, Huang Mao and the team members endured the pain for a long time before barely standing up and continuing to pick up the ball, but they were all frightened by Chen Weiwan's roughness, and they were timid. , was completely overwhelmed by the high team.

In the last 30 seconds of the game, all the senior students held their breath nervously. They counted down loudly in order to set a record for the ordinary senior students to beat the second-year senior team. Lin Moci looked at Chen Weiwan who was dribbling. Unable to resist, he grabbed the horn and shouted loudly: "Wan Wan, let's get in one more!"

Chen Weiwan suddenly withdrew the hand that was about to pass the ball to his teammate. While dribbling, he distractedly glanced at Lin Moci. The opponent's player wanted to grab him again, but he swung him away. Lin Moci shouted, "Three points or slam dunk?"

Lin Moci was as excited as a child picking out snacks and asking adults to pay for them, holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "Slam dunk! Dunk!"

Half of the people who were counting down were stunned by the words of these two people on the court, and they didn't care about the countdown, they just shouted "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In the countdown and exclamation of everyone, Chen Weiwan jumped up again and poured the ball into the opponent's basket.

All of a sudden, the sound of the audience reached a turmoil.

Amidst the endless cheers and the confetti being thrown out, Chen Weiwan ran back to Lin Moci's side and pointed to the direction around the field. There seemed to be really a banner being raised there.

Chen Weiwan: "Look over there."

Lin Moci suddenly remembered that he saw in the forum that day that the few remaining Duwei fans of Chen Weiwan said that they would hang "Wanwan Dumei" banners all over the school during the basketball game.

He handed Chen Weiwan a bottle of water with some reluctance, endured the pain and discomfort on his body and said, "I don't want to watch."

Chen Weiwan whispered in his ear, "You have a look before we talk."

Lin Moci raised his face, and saw the people around the auditorium holding up a bunch of banners, on which a poem was put together, which was impressively - "The pines and cypresses are so bright in the evening, and a cup belongs to Mo Cishen".

"This is..." Lin Moci pointed at the banner in doubt.

"I asked someone to drop the bag secretly." Chen Weiwan smirked, and there was a bit of playfulness in his eyebrows and eyes.

This is the CP slogan often said by the people who stand for their CP in the forum, and it is also a poem containing the names of the two.

Because it is in the school, the school will not think it is a bad influence when the poem is cited. After all, the "blessing of love" in it can only be understood by people who understand it.

It's just that Chen Weiwan still secretly dropped the bag?

Lin Moci couldn't believe it and took a closer look. As expected, those people standing and holding banners were looking at him with very provocative eyes, but they didn't know that they were holding CP slogans, and they were surrounded by a bunch of CP fans taking pictures and exclaiming in admiration .

Flying all over the sky are blessings for their feelings and praises for their games.

Lin Moci recited the poem vigorously many times, and then looked back at Chen Weiwan, imprinting the rare childish smile on the other side into his heart.

Such a 17-year-old life is like a high-spirited and romantic poem. After being bookmarked by him, it is inserted into the book of life, and it is destined to be the page with the deepest imprint in his life.

[The author has something to say: There may be typos in the urgent post~Thank you to everyone who likes my article~The first part is basically finished, and there will be more stories in the second and third year~]