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Let's make one piece asymmetrical, let's have two..."

In the same small bathroom, the two shirtless and calmly facing each other went to the playground after changing their clothes in a daze in their own world.

There was a very clean smell on Jiang Hao's clothes, which was cold, like snow.

The image of Jiang Hao changing clothes appeared in Mu Chen's mind again.

It seems... quite sexy?

No wonder a little girl sent him a love letter just a few days after he arrived.

The little girl's love letter was later delivered by Mu Chen and him.They said they were together, but in fact it was Mu Chen who took the letter and knocked on the door of his classroom to tell his classmates to tell the girl to come out, then Mu Chen returned the love letter to the girl and apologized verbally...Jiang Hao?He just followed Mu Chen the whole time, with a handsome, angry face and a coffin expression of freezing to death, watching Mu Chen negotiate with the other party, so that the little girls didn't dare to look past Mu Chen to look at him.

Mu Chen really felt that having a new tablemate was like making an offering to a great Buddha, running errands for others and refusing to confess his love, and coaxing this dead face, rarely even a smile.

He really looks good when he smiles, why don't you smile more...

However, compared with other people, Jiang Hao laughed at him more times.

It's like... never seen him laughing with anyone other than himself?

Well, well, since he is quite special to me, bear with it.

So Mu Chen refused to confess his love to others for the first time in his life, he was aggrieved at first, but he was very happy in the end.

Among the remaining seven teams, the science class accounted for more than half. Excluding Mu Chen's team, only the teams from (7) and (8) classes won the first round of the competition and successfully advanced.

Sure enough, the teams left in the second round were all capable teams, and most of the matches were not as dull as the first round, with no technical content or interesting points.Every team is trying their best to play, and the tension is no less than checking the score after the test.

Except for class (5) and class (6) who are calm and relaxed.

Ding Si: "Hey, hey, look at the one in the cyan team uniform, that's the one, on the left, on the left, look!"

Sun Mengmeng: "Oh, what's so good about that one? It's just a little taller. Look at the one closest to the basket in the red uniform, how handsome it is!"

Li Jiajia: "That one is not handsome, I think the one with the tallest orange is handsome! It's still very white!"

Wu Churan: "You are all talking nonsense, so far away you can't even see if you have a nose and mouth, so you can tell that you are handsome? As far as I am concerned, the one on the far right in green has the best figure!"

"..."

Young Master Mu really doesn't understand the world of girls...

Mu Chen followed the girls' pointers and looked around for a while. Although his facial features could not be seen clearly, he could almost tell if he was upright or not. At least he had two eyes, a nose and a mouth...

He couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Hao who was watching the game seriously.

What, the handsome guy is by your side, they still want to see the next one?

However, in his heart, he is not willing to let all these girls with teeth and claws stare at Jiang Hao, countless eyes are staring at Jiang Hao without blinking, even though Jiang Hao must have a deadpan coffin face, but that scene... It's still scary to think about it.

It's more normal for boys.

Liu Wenxuan: "(27)(28) hit too hard, this guy in red is going to be famous to the end."

Zheng Chenye: "Who knows if they have a red light all the way?" Although Zheng Chenye is a cadre's child and doesn't like playing basketball, he is in the same camp as them in class (5), and he is also very concerned about the game situation.

Mu Chen thought of a battle mobile game he played in junior high school before. The icon that popped up when he won was blue, which was very similar to the color of their team clothes.It seems that when it fails, it is the red icon.

Although a little superstitious, it can be regarded as a hope for him to win.

There will be hope.

He believes that even if he can no longer compete, his teammates will do their best.

Zhou Pengyu: "What the hell is that grandson in class (8) stupid? That ball can be scored as long as you throw it. If you have such a good opportunity, you have to pass the ball. Pass it to the opponent!"

Sun Tzuming: (with a confused face) "Who called me?"

Liu Wenxuan: "No one calls you, everyone is watching football."

Speaking of it, it was because Zhou Yue's grandson rarely talked to Liu Wenxuan, but because they have been training and fighting side by side during this time, their relationship has eased a lot. Liu Wenxuan often helps Sun Ziming practice, and Sun Ziming does not reject him.

It's not surprising, they already have similar personalities, and if they didn't like the same girl, they should have been friends.

Who says rivals in love can't be friends?

Both of them are such good people, it would be a shame to miss a friendship because of relationship problems.

Love is important, but so is friendship, isn't it?

In addition, there are people who talk off topic.

"Where is Lin Ruomin, the whole class is here, why haven't I seen her?"

"I don't know. It seems that I was asking for leave a few days ago, and I didn't come to the game. I heard from the next class that she asked her father to transfer her to another school."

"It's normal, I always look proud and arrogant, looking at people with my nostrils every day, I have long looked down on No. [-] Middle School."

"Let's just go, don't make any more fuss."

Mu Chen automatically ignored such irrelevant topics, turned his head and continued to look at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao didn't say a word. Although he was very taciturn, today his eyes were on the court and he never left.

Mu Chen walked up to him, and there happened to be an empty seat next to him for Mu Chen to sit down.

The distance suddenly narrowed, and Jiang Hao looked back from the court.

It fell on the face of the person in front of him.

Mu Chen stroked his left shoulder, "Don't worry, just do your best."

How could Jiang Hao not know how much comfort Mu Chen's words contained. He obviously hoped to win more than anyone else, but he was the first to comfort him.

Just don't want to stress yourself too much.

Of course Mu Chen wanted to win, but he felt that since Jiang Hao had never played basketball and was so repulsed to participate in it at the beginning, and now he took the initiative to participate because of his injury, it was already a great effort, so his desire for victory was not enough. You should keep it in your heart and not burden others.

But Jiang Hao wants him to win more than Mu Chen.

"I'm observing." He withdrew his gaze from Mu Chen and turned to the court again.

"Every skill move, every offensive and defensive strategy, and the reason for every foul...I remember them all."

"I will win."

Each of his pronunciations is flat and doesn't seem to have any temperature, but when it falls into Mu Chen's ears, it immediately becomes scorching hot.

"Bearing your name, and the honor of the team."

The literal meaning is extremely simple, but Mu Chen heard the implication from this sentence as if he had an auditory hallucination.

Tomorrow on the field, we will be one.

I will accompany you to victory.

30. Cross barriers

The basketball game of the No. [-] Middle School is planned for two days. The first day is mainly the knockout round, and the second day is the more important semi-finals and finals. Although these two days take up two days on weekends, most of the students are Those who like group activities, familiar classmates talk and laugh together to watch the ball, there are no make-up classes and no nagging from parents, and there is no homework for these two days, which is actually easier than usual holidays.

Especially Mu Chen.

Although he has no parents' nagging and no make-up classes on weekends, he has the loneliness of being alone in a big house after returning home.

Now even if he can't play the game, he will feel very satisfied when he sits in the audience and sees his comrades rushing forward for the same goal as him.

In particular, there was one person who was still wearing a team uniform with his name on it.

He felt as if he was fighting alongside them.

上一轮淘汰赛之后留下了泥土黄的（7）（8）班，基佬紫的（19）（20）班，还有姨妈红的……（27）（28）班。

There are also (5) (6) classes of deep sea blue.

Four teams stood on the field like paint trays.

Sure enough, his own team uniform looked pleasing to the eye.

Their team and (7) (8) classes got the same serial number, which is very good. The arts class is against the arts class, and the science class is against the science class, which is very harmonious.

The teammates waved to him when they walked out of the auditorium, and Sun Ziming even shouted: "Brother Chen, don't worry, we will take your share!"

Go forward with your hope.

Mu Chen was very moved and said "Come on" to them.

The other teammates were about to enter the arena, but Jiang Hao hadn't left yet.

"Go, don't let everyone wait for you."

Jiang Hao smiled at him, and said in a low voice, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest, don't worry."

Mu Chen's heart trembled.

This is... still missing my injury?

In fact, they really got lucky in the lottery draw this time. Although the liberal arts class (7) and (8) made it to the semi-finals, they are also very capable, but they are much easier to deal with than the two science classes. The victory of rounds (7) and (8) was mainly due to the opponent being too nervous and making too many mistakes. This semi-final spot is a bit low, and the two science classes are really solid.

Mu Chen's team actually didn't have high expectations. It would be great to get No.3 in the semi-finals. If there is no third...then fourth is also good.Although Yang Zhouze said that, it's not that he doesn't know the strength of their two classes, it's just to motivate them.

Moreover, Jiang Hao has never played basketball, so they didn't have much hope.

After all, a basketball game requires a lot of abilities. Passing, dribbling, shooting, and defense must be practiced to be proficient. Only shooting is not enough.

But some people think otherwise.

After the game started, Zhou Peng