non-absolute crush

Song Ran was stunned for a moment, and he was not the only one who missed the shot twice, and he seemed to feel less shameful in his heart, but he didn't believe that Jiang Xun would miss the shot.

He didn't do it on purpose, did he?Why?Because of me?

An idea suddenly popped up in Song Ran's mind, but he quickly rejected it.He is not familiar with me, even if he is, it wouldn't be like this!

Not only was he ashamed, the heat in Song Ran's ears should have subsided, but instead it slowly spread to his face.

The first physical education class in high school had too much stamina. I don't know if it was because of my embarrassment or Jiang Xun's behavior.

Song Ran tossed and turned in bed at night, unable to fall asleep.

Unconsciously, the embarrassing scene of myself throwing a ball in the physical education class appeared in my mind, and I seemed to hear the uncontrollable laughter of my classmates.That kind of embarrassment, shame, and embarrassment began to slowly come to my heart.

Fearing that the students would catch a cold, the air conditioner was turned on at a high temperature, not even cold at all. It was very hot when the air conditioner was covered, but Song Ran still wrapped herself in it, as if she could hide in this way, and what happened in the physical education class isolated.

Song Ran has always buried herself in the quilt whenever she encountered any unhappy things since she was a child, no matter whether it is winter or summer.

The small dark space in the quilt seemed to have magical powers. Every time Song Ran hid in it, she could feel her heart slowly calm down, and all kinds of unhappy emotions gradually faded away.

Song Ran hid in the air-conditioning quilt, and his heart slowly calmed down as before. He opened his eyes, but it was not completely dark in front of him.

Although the school does not allow mobile phones, there are many people who ignore the school rules, and Tan Wei and Qi Feifan are one of them.Although the dormitory has turned off the lights, the light from their mobile phones still leaks in through the gaps in the thin air-conditioning quilt.

The light emitted by the air conditioner looked a little warm, but for some reason, the image of Jiang Xun walking out of the sun with a basketball in his arms and hair brushed on his forehead came to Song Ran's mind.

The picture was finished, and his indifferent voice rang in his ears: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm actually pretty bad at pitching. I'll practice again in the next class..."

Song Ran suddenly poked his head out from under the quilt: Is he really bad at pitching?

Thinking of this, the picture in his mind instantly changed to Jiang Xun dunking on the basketball court, and Song Ran instantly rejected his idea.

But...why did he cast the wrong shot on purpose?because I?

What are you thinking?Basketball is a slam dunk, jump up and slam dunk, it must be good to slam the dunk and shoot the ball?To generalize, but also for you, how dare you think so?How long have people known you?How many words have you said?Is there any reason?

The second thought was rejected by Song Ran himself as soon as he got angry.

But even though he thought so, he still couldn't help having a small thought: when he was throwing the ball, he didn't take it seriously...

So Song Ran was caught in a contradiction, irrational thoughts came up, and self-denial at the same time, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and his thoughts were dense, so Song Ran didn't feel sleepy.

I don't know what time it was, but Qi Feifan and Tan Wei's cell phone lights went out for a long time before he fell asleep in a daze.

He had a dream, in the dream was a familiar basketball court, and on the basketball court were familiar teachers and classmates.

Jiang Xun was standing outside the pitching line, picked up a ball and threw it casually, and the basketball went into the basket steadily.

The teacher leaning against the wall was very satisfied and threw another ball to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun took it without looking at it, and threw it casually with one hand, and the ball entered the basket steadily.

The teacher was very satisfied, nodded and threw another ball to Jiang Xun.

After Jiang Xun took it, he slammed it towards the ground. The ball bounced high, surpassed the height of the net, and then fell, still falling into the net accurately.

Song Ran was shocked: This is fucking exaggerated and outrageous.

However, what is even more exaggerated is that the teacher threw another ball to Jiang Xun. Jiang Xun suddenly turned around, facing Song Ran's direction, watched him smile at him, and then held the ball over his head, with his back to the basket The basket was thrown randomly, and the ball went into the basket steadily again! !

Then the teacher didn't throw the ball to Jiang Xun anymore, but a basketball appeared out of thin air in Jiang Xun's hand, and he quickly threw it into the frame again! !

And Jiang Xun looked at him, and the smile on his face was slowly widening.

The next thing was even more outrageous, Jiang Xun kept showing basketballs out of thin air, from the beginning with two hands to the back with one hand.His arms were also equipped with motors, and the speed of backhand shots was getting faster and faster, and the back was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, Jiang Xun's two arms almost turned into fans.

And the smile on Jiang Xun's face is getting bigger and bigger, the corners of his mouth are raised to an exaggerated angle, which looks a little scary on Jiang Xun's handsome face.

The expression on Song Ran's face at this moment was not only shocked, but also terrified like seeing a ghost.

He found that other people were not surprised by Jiang Xun's state at this time. He even saw Qi Feifan pulling Yu Xingzhou, who obviously didn't choose basketball, standing on the side of Jiang Xun's arm, pulling his clothes and blowing the wind from Jiang Xun, waiting for it to cool down. He even waved to himself: "Xiao Song, the first time you see him, just watch for a while, let's go first."

"Yeah, look at me more, look at me, you'll be able to shoot~~" Jiang Xun heard the words, his arms didn't stop, his eyes were squinting, his smile was getting bigger and bigger, and his tone of voice was cheerful like a little boy of three or four years old .

Before Song Ran could respond, he heard another loud bang, followed by severe pain from his calf. He frowned and opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Tan Wei, who was on the same bunk bed next to him, was shirtless and only wearing underwear, hurriedly grabbed the school pants and put them on: "It's stupid, Xiao Song, get up soon, it's seven o'clock the fuck !!!" The pain in the calf was slapped by Tan Wei.

Song Ran, who was still upset at first, heard that it was seven o'clock, turned to look at the alarm clock next to him, and jumped up excitedly.

The morning reading time in No. [-] Middle School is [-]:[-], and it is already [-]:[-], and they are still in bed.The teaching building is not close to the dormitory, and they have to wash their faces, brush their teeth and eat breakfast, which means self-evidently:

them!want!late! !

Coincidentally, yesterday Wu Linfang's English class dragged the class to emphasize the routine of the day, and just established the class rule that the class would be punished and the floor would be punished.

The morning reading teacher didn't come so fast, if there is no supervisor who is late and sneaks in, it doesn't matter, but what's more coincidental, not only is there a supervisor, but the supervisor is also Jiang Xun who made Song Ran unable to sleep yesterday! !

This is doubly scary!He jumped out of bed in twos and threes, ran barefoot into the bathroom and huddled with Tan Wei, brushing his teeth and washing his face quickly.

After finishing it, it was too late for breakfast, so Song Ran grabbed a bag of bread that she had brought for supper and stuffed it into her schoolbag, and Tan Wei ran towards the teaching building quickly while pulling her schoolbag.

He really is!Don't want to be late! !The very, very unwanted kind.

Jiang Xun and his partner were very conscientious. Morning reading started at [-]:[-], and they stood at the door at the junction of Class [-] and Class [-] at [-]:[-] and waited for the bell to ring.

Jiang Xun faced the classroom and leaned lazily against the wall behind him. He searched the third class and saw Qi Feifan who was in physical education class with Song Ran yesterday, but he didn't see Song Ran and Tan Wei.

He turned around, faced the balcony, and focused his gaze on the asphalt road that must be passed to enter the teaching building.

There are still 5 minutes, and there are still many students on the road who are eating breakfast and walking slowly towards the teaching building.

Jiang Xun glanced at them one by one, but did not see Song Ran and Tan Wei.

After another 3 minutes, there are more people on the road, most of them are running, and there are only 2 minutes left before the morning reading starts.

Jiang Xun still didn't see Song Ran. He wasn't sure, so he turned his head to look at the fourth class. There were still two empty seats in front of Qi Feifan.

Jiang Xun turned his head again, staring at the asphalt road, his knuckle hand was lightly placed on the tiles of the balcony, and his index finger and middle finger lightly tapped on the countertop.

As time passed, Jiang Xun beat faster and faster.

Soon, there is only one minute left.

Only then did Jiang Xun finally see Song Ran and Tan Wei who were dragging each other and running out of breath.

Tan Wei's schoolbag slipped to the elbow, and the schoolbag fell on the back of his knees. He was sweating profusely from running, exhausted, and his expression was extremely grim.

Song Ran, who was running in front of him, could be seen to be very anxious and tired, but compared to Tan Weina's appearance, he was like a fairy.

He manages his expression very well, his fair cheeks are covered with flushes caused by exercise, probably because he got up too late in the morning, and the bangs on his forehead are a little frayed, instead of looking sloppy and embarrassed, it adds a bit of liveliness and agility. The buttons of the short-sleeved school uniform were too hasty to be fastened, and his chest heaved up and down as he panted, so that the collarbone was looming.

The dormitory is indeed a short distance from the teaching building. Tan Wei ran all the way here, and it was too late, and he had to walk.Song Ran, who was running ahead, saw him, turned around and dragged Tan Wei's arm to drag him forward.

Tan Wei didn't know why Song Ran, who had been running 1000 meters for a long time, had inexhaustible strength today. After running for so long, his speed didn't slow down. At this time, he still had the strength to turn around and drag him.

"Xiao Song...haha...I'm dying, use...go, be late...just, haha, be late!" Tan Wei really felt that he was going to die after he didn't eat breakfast.

"No! I'm dragging you... there are only a few last steps left... Hold on! No, I'm late!" Song Ran stubbornly dragged Tan Wei to continue running, and her belief in not wanting to be late was stronger than everything else.

Jiang Xun's Adam's apple rolled, watching them disappear on the road.He looked down at his watch, and there was only half a minute left, and it would take at least a minute to go from downstairs to the top.

They were arrested on time at [-]:[-], Song Ran and the others must have been late, but if you count the ten seconds after the bell rang...not necessarily.

Jiang Xun junior high school is also punctual and late.But now... There is no doubt that he has selfish intentions. He decided to make an exception, turn a blind eye to it more loosely, and turn a blind eye to other people in the future.

But... Jiang Xun calmly glanced at his partner standing beside him.His partner is the monitor of class one, a scrupulous boy wearing glasses, unreasonable, and is staring at the electronic watch seriously at this time, ready to count the seconds.

Jiang Xun's fingers were still tapping on the tiles, and when he glanced around, he saw the floating supervision form beside him.

His hand knocking on the tiles stopped, and then quietly and slowly moved to the side of the form. While the monitor of the first class was not paying attention, he pushed it lightly, and the light form floated down to the road below.

Jiang Xun exclaimed: "Ah, the wind is so strong, the supervisor watch has blown down!"

The monitor of class one was startled by Jiang Xun, and his eyes shifted from the electronic watch to the fluffy piece of paper.

"That one seems to be for hygiene, you are responsible for it, right? You have to pick it up quickly, the wind is so strong, I don't know where it will blow." Before the monitor of the first class could speak, Jiang Xun spoke out first.

The squad leader of class one was serious, yet simple. Seeing Jiang Xun urging him, he nodded at Jiang Xun, handed Jiang Xun the tardiness form in his hand, and went down to pick it up.

There are two passages to go downstairs, one is for the sophomores, and the other is for the freshmen.The squad leader of the first class raised his leg and wanted to go through the first aisle, which was the aisle where Song Ran and Tan Wei were going up.

Before taking a step, he was supported by Jiang Xun and turned around: "Go up the second staircase, it's closer, no one is going up now, it doesn't matter."

The monitor of class one was stunned, and he didn't doubt Jiang Xun's words. He nodded at him and trotted down the corridor of the second grade.

Looking at his back, Jiang Xun felt a little bit guilty and guilty: it's not true that he was closer, but he had to walk a little longer.

At this time, the bell for morning reading rang on time, and Jiang Xun moved his eyes to the stairs of the first aisle, and after a while, Song Ran and Tan Wei came up out of breath.

Seeing Jiang Xun standing at the door of the class looking at them, Song Ran felt bad. After the incident in the equipment room that day, Qi Feifan told Song Ran and others about Jiang Xun's previous affairs.

Among them is the matter about Jiang Xun's daily routine as the student union chairman of junior high school.Qi Feifan was indignant when he mentioned it: "Can you believe that if you step on the bell to get to class, you are late?"

Thinking of this, although Song Ran wailed in his heart, he must be recorded as late for not running away.

But he still insisted on running in front of Jiang Xun, half-supported and half leaning on the balcony to take a few breaths, just when he was about to tell himself honestly, Jiang Xun's gentle voice sounded above his head:

"The bell hasn't finished ringing yet, so you're not late, go in quickly."