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When Lin Sheng and Liao Muyang walked to the basketball court, the referee just blew the whistle to start the first group match.

It's also a coincidence that in the preliminary round of the No. [-] Middle School, the classes with odd and even numbers next door were directly converted into a group competition. Qiu Yan was from Class [-], and Qi Ye was from Class [-]. It just so happened that they had the opportunity to meet head-to-head. .

Qiu Yan's temper is that of a down-to-earth vicious villain, who only does things in the corner that can't get on the table. Even in this basketball game, he uses some dirty tricks. He has no sportsmanship at all. He did these things a lot, and almost every time he did this bad move, he could escape the eyes of the referee.

Maybe it was because he was so frightened towards Qi Ye, but he didn't dare to use these little tricks on Qi Ye, and only picked on the other two boys to do it.

The two boys had to guard against Qiu Yan's stumbling, and had to concentrate on offense and defense. They also had to sulk that the referee didn't see it every time. Naturally, their mentality was a little bit broken, and their usual stable level of basketball dropped by three points. one.

As for why Qiu Yan spared no effort, the main reason was to save Qi Ye's face.

Qi Ye is good at basketball, which is recognized by the whole school, but after all, it is a multiplayer match, no matter how good one person is, there is no way to beat three.

If Qi Ye loses to him this time, it happens to be in response to the harsh words he put down not long ago, which can make Qi Ye lose face and improve himself in front of his followers, why not do this kind of thing.

Anyway, Qiu Yan had such a brainless, idiotic and naive idea in his mind.

Regular football games are played separately, but No. [-] Middle School is not that professional, and if this is the case, it will definitely take a day for every class in the whole school to finish the competition, so the rules on this time have been slightly changed.

It has been changed to a 10-minute game, and whichever side scores more points within 10 minutes wins.

Now that the game time has passed 8 minutes, the score on the court has been pulled to 9:7, and the two boys who were black-handed are in a hurry.

Last year, Qi Ye transferred to the class, and in the ball game, he was always carrying the whole court. As long as they were responsible, they would be able to take the first place back to the class.

But this year's start was unfavorable. Class [-] even introduced a scoundrel like Qiu Yan to compete, which made people feel angry, and the two of them were completely blown out of their minds.

The competition continued to heat up. Boys of this age naturally have youthful restlessness and impulsiveness in their blood. The boy who was stepped on several times behind Qi Ye rushed forward and wanted to take the ball from Qiu Yan's hand.

Qiu Yan was also taken aback by this person rushing towards him like a bison, so he stepped on the person's feet a little harder, causing him to fall.

This fall was not light, and the movement of stepping on the foot was too big, and the referee finally showed his feet and blew his whistle.

Behind Qi Ye, another boy in the same class immediately stepped forward to help the boy who was clutching his sore feet and paled instantly.

And Qi Ye's complexion became ugly in an instant. He took two steps forward, grabbed Qiu Yan's collar with one hand, and said in Qiu Yan's ear regardless of the voices of the teachers and referees around him.

"Qiu Yan, I don't care about anything when I have a temper, so don't be mean while I can speak well and you are fine."

Qiu Yan's angry and astonished eyes seemed to have thought of something, and he immediately looked like a dog who lost his master, his arrogant arrogance instantly softened, and he even dodged with that gaze.

Seeing his expression, Qi Ye snorted, said nothing more, loosened the collar, and called a few people from his class to send the boy who fell to the infirmary.

The man has already been sent to the infirmary, and there is also a temporary substitute in the class. The game is suspended for that messy foul and continues.

Liao Muyang and Lin Sheng stood on the sidelines, their seats were also close to each other, so they naturally watched the whole process of what happened.

However, the difference between the two is that Lin Sheng didn't find Qiu Yan's black hand other than the heavy blow, while Liao Muyang saw the details clearly.

He really didn't recognize that it was Qiu Yan who did the trick. After all, brother Liao had never seen him, only a photo of a bruised and swollen man and an animal.

He only disdains such indecent methods in his heart, thinking that the current high school students are really no longer in his old cognition.

Lin Sheng looked a little ugly when he saw the boy's injury. After all, he couldn't understand the feeling of being bullied by Qiu Yan, and he more or less felt the same emotion.

Liao Muyang wasn't interested in these things either, he looked away after a few glances, and turned his gaze back to the kid.

This look naturally saw Lin Sheng's always cute and well-behaved face, which was rarely stained with a bit of disgust.

Brother Liao rubbed the child's head, then bent slightly and said to the child.

"Sheng Zi, what's the matter, are you unhappy? Your little face is wrinkled into a bitter melon."

Lin Sheng's expression was naturally not as exaggerated as what Liao Muyang said, but the words fell into his ears, and the kid immediately let go of the unsightly expression, raised his head and blinked at Liao Muyang, and then began to raise his hand to gesture .

It's just that halfway through the gesture, I found that the name was not easy to express in sign language, so I switched to a mobile phone.

"I'm not unhappy, I just think Qiu Yan is going too far, this kind of behavior is really bad."

Liao Muyang stared at the mobile phone handed over by the child, carefully read the above words, and frowned subconsciously when he saw the word Qiu Yan.

He took his eyes back from the phone and glanced at Qiu Yan who was struggling to block Qi Ye on the court, his eyes were full of coldness.

This piece was full of coldness, and it was not until he looked at Lin Sheng again that he was restrained completely.

Brother Liao continued to rub the child's head and continued: "Well, what Sheng Zai said is right or wrong. My child must stay away from him in the future, so as not to be disturbed by this kind of person."

Listening to Liao Muyang's words, Lin Sheng immediately forgot what he was thinking about in his little head, and nodded obediently to Liao Muyang.

Brother Liao looked at the pure natural cuteness of his little friend, couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched that soft cheek, and saw Lin Sheng's loose shoelaces from the corner of his eyes, and squatted down, He squatted and said.

"Don't move, Sheng, the shoelaces are untied and brother will tie them for you."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng warmed his cheeks, then he pursed his lips and smiled softly, obediently stood still, letting Liao Muyang tie his shoelaces.

At this time, the referee of the stadium also blew his whistle, and the game officially ended.

With the farce just now, the blood-boiling atmosphere around has also calmed down a bit. Although the cheers are loud, they are not as intense as before.

Qiu Yan didn't dare to do anything wrong in the last 2 minutes, and the substitute's performance was fairly stable. Qi Ye's main attack scored, and the score was naturally pulled back without any surprises.

With the final score of 9:10, Qiu Yan, who was about to shoot a two-pointer at the last second, and who might be able to reverse the victory, turned his eyes red.

The cheers around him made his brain seem to be stuck, and only anger remained, but at this moment, Lin Sheng's soft and sweet smiling face appeared in his sight.

The anger turned into anger crushed the last sliver of rationality, and with the ball still in his hand and the shooting posture, he still shot it as if he was venting with a soft persimmon.

At the end of the game, most of the people dispersed, and a small number of people who were still around their class were chattering about the situation just now.

Only a few scattered people noticed Qiu Yan's throw.

"Hey, students, get out of the way! The ball! The ball is coming."

"That classmate in the black down jacket! Stay away!"

"Lin Sheng! Ball! Dodge!"

……

A few scattered words were drowned in the hustle and bustle of the surroundings, but they were still captured sensitively by Liao Muyang.

Lin Sheng also heard these kind reminders, and subconsciously turned his face to the side to look at the ball that was about to hit his eyes, and froze in place unable to react.

The ball was about to hit Lin Sheng's head, but Liao Muyang reacted much faster than Lin Sheng when he heard the reminder, he stood up abruptly and grabbed the basketball with one hand.

Now the distance from the ball to Lin Sheng's eyes is at most twenty centimeters.

Qiu Yan used all his strength to catch the ball, and Liao Muyang caught it so suddenly that his palms felt a little numb, but he didn't hesitate after receiving it, and threw the ball back to the instigator.

The basketball sticker hit the plastic floor beside Qiu Yan's feet, making an extremely heavy muffled sound, anyone should have heard that it must have used a lot of strength, if it hit someone, it might cause a big bruise piece.

Liao Muyang loosened his wrists, and stood in front of Lin Sheng, blocking the child tightly.

He looked at Qiu Yan, his gentle eyes towards Lin Sheng were filled with low-pressure anger at this moment, which was several times colder than Qi Ye's warning eyes before.

He said indifferently and lazily: "Student, if a person does something wrong and hurt once, he should have a long memory, otherwise he will be committing lowly and abusive behavior."

Hearing this, Qiu Yan looked at the man standing in front of him, and the sweat from his body was instantly covered by goose bumps from the cold.

The word cold all over the body is not used as an exaggerated metaphor at this moment.