After A changed to O, the bamboo horse became green tea in the new year

It has been raining for several days in a row recently, and it is rare for it to stop for a day. The rubber particles on the plastic floor of the playground have not yet dried out, and many boys and girls have already strolled on it.

The basketball court was crowded with onlookers, shouting and screaming.

It was obviously just a small contest organized spontaneously, but it unexpectedly led to the city-level final battle.

No need to look, everyone knows that Yan Beihuai and the others are playing with someone again.

This time, the second class was against the third class next door, unlike the physical education class where everyone was able to resist, and was easily crushed by Yan Beihuai's people.

Some alphas onlookers found it boring, while some nymphomaniacs who only liked to watch handsome guys control the field were in high spirits.

Tang Chi glanced at Luo Lala, and smiled apologetically at Yan Beihuai: "Brother Huai, you taught me that trick. I have been practicing hard in private for the past two days. I think the score has opened up quite a bit, and I will also let you do it in the next round." performance?"

Just as Yan Beihuai was about to speak, Zhao Jian scoffed at the side, "Performance? Are you playing a competitive game as a concert? Is it the level of you who is lagging behind? I think Lu Chou is about the same."

Tang Chi was annoyed, "Zhao Jian, don't you fucking look down on people. Except for Brother Huai, how many of them have improved their level after just practicing? I'm pretty good, do you know?"

Zhao Jian said disdainfully: "As for you, a nerd who only knows how to read, you only practice ball games to pick up girls, no matter how long you practice."

Tang Chi replied: "It's better than your stupid big guy who is at the bottom of your culture and can't even solve the first few questions..."

Zhao Jian has been beaten by his father for many times because of his grades, and he is the least willing to be blamed for his grades, so he becomes angry instantly, "You, you?"

"Okay, you two, what's the matter?" Yan Beihuai stopped the two of them, patted Zhao Jian on the shoulder again, and persuaded, "Big Sword, the second in competition, the first in friendship, just play for fun. The score is also quite high compared to Class [-], let Xiao Tang perform in front of his goddess."

Tang Chi laughed and said, "Brother Huai understands the feelings of people like us!"

Although Zhao Jian was very reluctant, for Yan Beihuai's sake, he agreed.

But he is a bit straight-A cancer, he has always had a strong desire to win and lose, and he was still quite upset. He walked away and muttered: "What kind of goddess is not a goddess? I'm so upset! Brother Huai, you used to be such a straightforward person, and I think you are also for this recently The cargo belt is crooked!"

Sure enough, in the next round, Yan Beihuai directly intercepted the ball and passed it to Tang Chi.

Tang Chiping took the ball and was about to perform well when he heard Zhang Dafa shouting from the team: "Come on, Xiao Tang! Your goddess is looking at you!"

Tang Chi turned his head excitedly, and the ball in his hand unexpectedly flew out over there and hit the person directly.

Luo Lala's big eyes almost stared into two copper bells.

Yan Beihuai and Zhao Jian hurriedly tried to stop it, but it was too late. Fortunately, a hand appeared in time and firmly intercepted the ball.

That big hand was slender, skinny, wrapped in a layer of bandages, from the joints to the wrist, the complexion was cold and white, almost no blood was visible, but it was very powerful, and it firmly grasped the ball.

"Ahhh, it's God Heng!" There was another long-lasting scream from around.

"Fuck, this technique, this reaction speed, I believe Hengshen just doesn't like to play basketball, but he was taught by an expert in private, and he can match the legend of Brother Huaigang."

"Why do I hear the version that Luo Nanheng used to learn from Yan Beihuai in order to play with Yan Beihuai, and then he became better than blue, but he was emotionally hurt in the past two years, so he stopped playing?"

"Tsk tsk, do you believe those CP fans? Love hurt? Love hurt to Yan Beihuai? Two alphas?"

"It's not important! We only need to know Luo Nanheng yyds! He came out to block the ball while his hand was still injured! As expected of my male god..."

"Thank you!" Luo Lala made a false alarm, and thanked Luo Nanheng repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Lamei, Hengshen, are you two okay!" Tang Chi hurried over with big strides.

Luo Lala pushed him and said, "I'm sure I'm fine, you should go see the monitor first!"

The two looked towards Luo Nanheng together, Yan Beihuai had already rushed over in stride, holding Luo Nanheng's hand for inspection, his brows were frowned: "Xiao Luo."

No one present knew the severity of the injury on Luo Nanheng's hand better than him.

Yan Beihuai blamed himself so badly, he really shouldn't have passed the ball to Tang Chi so early to let him perform, at least let that rookie practice more!

"I'm fine, bro." Looking at Yan Beihuai's worried and self-blame look, Luo Nanheng comforted him in a gentle voice.

Luo Lala: "..."

CP fans around: "..."

I'm sorry 555, although I feel sorry for Hengshen, and although Brother Huai already has his own heart, what a beautiful picture of a loving couple!

The get out of class bell rang just then.

"I'll take you to the infirmary again." Yan Beihuai said to Luo Nanheng.

"No, it's really fine."

Yan Beihuai persuaded Luo Nanheng for a while, but seeing that Luo Nanheng insisted that he didn't need it, he finally had to go back to the classroom with him.

Yan Beihuai returned to his seat and sat down. Seeing that Luo Nanheng was going to fetch water for him as usual, he hurriedly said, "No need, I'll do it myself."

Luo Nanheng still picked up his water glass: "Brother, I was really fine just now. I sat outside, which is more convenient."

Yan Beihuai had no choice but to stop refusing, and was staring at Luo Nanheng going to pick up the water with some anxiety, when he suddenly felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

He lowered his head and took out his cell phone to read, it was a message from Su Wanqing.

Yan Beihuai was a little surprised, before he usually looked for Su Wanqing, but recently Su Wanqing seems to always look for him.

Cyan Gentle: Are you there?

Yan Beihuai replied immediately.

The wind blows the pants and flies: Yes, what is the senior sister looking for me for?

Su Wanqing shared a movie ticket purchase link.

Cyan Gentle: This movie seems pretty good, let's watch it together this weekend!

Yan Beihuai took a look, it was the same as last time, it was a literary film.

Yan Beihuai almost never watched literary films before, only watching some science fiction films and martial arts films.

Once on his father's birthday, he and his mother watched a somewhat in-depth literary film together, and the two of them fell asleep on Yan Sheng's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, so that they almost bleed out.

However, thinking of watching a movie with the goddess, Yan Beihuai was still very happy.

Yan Beihuai typed excitedly on the input field: Alright, let's make another appointment this weekend!

Before I had time to click send, I heard a loud shout from the side, "Hey! Heng God!"

Yan Beihuai raised his head, and saw Luo Nanheng spilled water on his hands, the bandages were soaked.

A person who is usually very steady, for some reason, did not hold the cup firmly.

Yan Beihuai didn't care about going back to Su Wanqing, so he hurriedly got up and looked at Luo Nanheng's hand.

"Xiao Luo! Your injury...... You blame you! You can't even hold the cup steady and you have to fetch water!"

Luo Nanheng put the water glass away, retracted his hands, and covered his back, "Brother, I'm fine."

"What's all right? Is there water in the wound? I'll take you to the infirmary to re-bandage!"

Luo Nanheng seemed unintentional, and glanced at Yan Beihuai's mobile phone screen, "Brother and senior sister still have to chat, will it delay you. I'd better go by myself."

Yan Beihuai said anxiously: "What are you talking about! Chatting is as important as your injury? I'll go there with you right now!"

And because Luo Nanheng felt sorry for his injury, Luo Lala, who was always paying attention to Luo Nanheng: "..."

Is it her green tea radar allergy?definitely is!

How could the male god be green tea?