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Hearing Teacher Xiao's request to help his classmates more, the scene from yesterday afternoon suddenly appeared before Jiang Hao's eyes.

He didn't have to do that question at all, let alone hand it in.

But he did it.

The source is a desire to win and lose that has not appeared for a long time.

In that self-study class, Mu Chen originally wanted to lend Jiang Hao his own notes, but after looking under the table for a long time, he found that he had no notes at all, so he had to reach out to pick up the paper passed by Ding Si.

"Hey, do you need me to borrow your notes for you?"

"Need not."

Mu Chen heard him say no, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​helping.After all, Jiang Hao is so smart, it should be easy to learn the first few sections by himself.

So he looked down at his question.

It doesn't matter if you don't read it or not, at a glance, Mu Chen almost doubted whether the test paper in his hand was in English.

Why are they all new words!

Can't even read the title!

At this time, Mu Chen really wanted to post a post titled [What is the experience of doing English questions without understanding the question stems].

But now facing the English problem in his hand, he was unable to write a single letter because of his lack of writing.

Language is like a mountain.

I would like to be a quiet Chinese who does not learn, speak or listen to foreign languages.

Ding Si in the front seat is very good at English. It seems that girls are always more patient than boys in learning languages. In addition, she likes watching English movies and listening to English songs very much, so she knows more words than Mu Chen who doesn't like to memorize words. Much more, Mu Chen immediately thought of asking her for help.

He poked Ding Si with a pen, and asked her softly, "Hey, Miss Ding, do you know the fifth word in the first question of Part A?"

Ding Si turned around and didn't want to talk to him, but it didn't hinder Mu Chen's strong interference at all.

"Hey, Miss Ding, Grandma Ding, Granny Ding, Goddess Ding, your English is so good, it doesn't cost you anything to tell me."

Ding Si couldn't help being teased by him, so he had to write the Chinese translation of that word on a piece of paper.

For a moment, Mu Chen felt as if he had been pardoned, wishing he could sing a song of praise loudly to Ding Si.

"Ah, I'm in the front seat, my dearest~"

Even if he didn't look back to see Mu Chen's stupid look, Ding Si was amused and laughed, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Such a seemingly irresistible scene made Jiang Hao feel sore in his heart.

Does she speak English well?So just beg her?

Goddess Ding?

dearest?

He smiles so happily...

Their relationship... so good?

Jiang Hao knew very well that it was just a joke between friends, but he just couldn't help but take it out of context, take it seriously, and put those words that Mu Chen might not take to heart over and over again. The apex of my heart scratched back and forth, and the apex of my heart felt hot and painful.

No, Mu Chen is so sincere to his friends. Everyone likes him and treats him as a friend. This is normal, very normal...

Just like Lin Ruomin said that day that he was good to Lu Qi, they are just friends...

What about me, will he still consider me a friend?

He must not remember what happened nine years ago.

He tried to comfort himself, tried to convince himself.

But it seemed that no matter what he could do, he couldn't alleviate the sourness in his heart, so the jealousy surged up like this, and it continued to spread and breed, finally burning away his usual calmness and maturity.

Like an angry child, he started the boring test that was extremely simple to him, and handed it in again.Somehow, what he thought at that moment, who was always reluctant to show off, was to make a perfect test paper and cause a sensation in the whole class.

In this way, he will not ask other people questions in the future...

It was only when Xiao Jinghan handed out the test that he realized how childish and ridiculous his behavior was, he looked like a male peacock with its tail spread.

What a childish impulse...

But that's okay, once you've done the questions, you can tell him.

Sorry, please forgive my naivety and greed.

Missed nine years, I still want to have your best friendship.

19. The Light of Heart

The preparatory training for the basketball game is still going on in an orderly manner under the strict supervision of Mr. Yang.Although the initial attributes of classes (5) and (6) were the lowest among the 28 classes, under the devil training, the overall training effect has been greatly improved, at least not as messy as before.After a week and a half of rest, Mu Chen's foot injury healed and he officially returned to the team for training.

In this class, the science classes (21) and (22) will join them in the physical education class on the basketball court, so Yang Zhouze carefully allocated the training items, and the two teams each occupied half of the field.

"Mu Chen is going to practice shooting, Liu Wenxuan, go teach Sun Ziming how to pass and shoot a few more times, Zhang Xin, let Zhou Pengyu practice defense with you! Other students don't rest, they are the starting lineup, I haven't decided on a substitute yet!"

"Hey, Jiang Hao, look at Lao Yang, doesn't he look like Monkey King's phrase 'Practice me, children!'"

While Teacher Yang was staring at Sun Tzuming to correct him, Mu Chen and Jiang Hao whispered again.

"Ah."

"No way, you haven't even read Journey to the West?"

"Hey, you did so well in the English paper that day and you were so slick in explaining it to me. Could it be that you really came back from England?"

The image of Jiang Hao giving him a lecture suddenly appeared before Mu Chen's eyes. Although he spoke concisely as usual, Jiang Hao would patiently answer no matter what questions he asked. .

He thought to himself at the time: It turns out that turning on the switch of the high energy consumption mode of the energy-saving lamp is the topic of the lecture.

And when he was seriously explaining, the slightly drooping eyelashes lightly covered those indifferent eyes, making his eyes look much gentler, quite nice...

Bah, bah, bah, what's so good about a man!

"Where did you hear that?"

"Uh, the news about you learning computer last time is actually a source of information, a class private group. Do you want to pull you in another day?"

Before Jiang Hao could answer him, he said to himself again: "Ah, forget it, you definitely don't like how noisy that group is."

"I……"

"Mu Chen, you're still lazy when your feet are back on the ground, and you're even going to shoot!"

"I'll go right away!"

Mu Chen is actually good at playing basketball, but since he entered high school, he rarely has time to play. He usually takes art training classes on weekends, and now he is actually a little novice at picking up the ball.

He stood behind the two-point line and shot one, and the shot felt as if it was light.The ball spun a few times around the hoop and fell off the edge.He picked up the ball, bent his legs, raised his head to estimate the distance between himself and the basket, and adjusted the direction and strength of the shot when he shot, but this time he hit the basket directly.

Mu Chen didn't feel very good in his hand, and when he was distressed, he heard a voice from behind.

"Do you need help?"

Is this doubting my master's strength?I am the NO.6 basketball player in class (1)!

Mu Chen became angry instantly, wanting to turn his head to see who this arrogant guy is.

"You don't need it, my lord...why is it you?"

Jiang Hao's good-looking but indifferent face was behind him, and he almost bumped into it when he turned his head.

"I can help you practice."

"Okay, okay, your shots are so accurate hahaha, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort if you help me, bah, you will get twice the result with half the effort..."

Fuck, it must be this guy who suddenly appeared and scared me, otherwise, why would I be so panicked that I can't say anything.

He turned his back to Jiang Hao, raised the ball and was about to throw it again, but before he could throw it, his hand was held.

"Move your wrist to this side, support it with your left hand, and separate your legs."

Mu Chen actually knew all these moves, but he didn't find the touch in the first two times. In fact, with his level, it would be better to make a few more shots. These instructions are actually unnecessary.

But Mu Chen just felt that he didn't want to push away.

Probably because there was something familiar about him.

"Your hands are not placed right, so you can't use your strength. Hold the ball with your left hand. Oh, that's right! Oh, no, no, don't put your legs together! Separate them! Squat a little bit!"

Little Muchen's immature little milk voice tried hard to repeat the basketball skills his father gave him, holding another boy's hand holding a mini basketball, and teaching him how to shoot step by step.

"I'll teach you a few more times, and you'll have to learn to cast by yourself!"

"But...but I haven't learned it yet."

"Okay then, I'll take you to vote three more times. Just three times, and then you have to vote yourself!"

"All right……"

After holding his hand and teaching him a few more times, Mu Chen sat on a small bench beside him, watching the boy cast while talking to himself non-stop.

"It's such a pity that there are only two of us and we can't play a game like we do on TV."

"Do you really want to fight?"

"Don't be distracted."

For some reason, memories and reality overlap like this. Although the person in front of him is so different from the timid boy in his memory, Mu Chen can always recall the details of getting along with the boy when he gets along with Jiang Hao.

"Good, good."

Why are you always distracted after meeting him?

Jiang Hao took Mu Chen's hand upwards, and the ball flew forward with the strength.

Another beautiful hollow ball.

Is this guy hollow?

"Ah, ah, ah, look, look, look!"

A girl screamed from the science class they shared the field with, and another took a picture of them with a phone at the risk of being caught by the teacher.

"Are they... have they never seen a shot?"

Why are you so excited.

"Why are they looking at us?"

"Do you still need my help?"

"No, no, no, just rest.