Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

Nie Wuyi called another group of students to join the basketball game. The game was divided into two teams, Song Yu's first team, Jiang Yun and Nie Wuyi's team.

Jiang Yun has become very keen since he came to this world, and he is always observing the actions of the people around him. He saw Nie Wuyi standing beside him dribbling the ball, while the others stood apart, with their eyes all around that star. The ball turns.

As soon as the game started, there were cheers and cheers from all around. Nie Wu rushed to the opposite side while dribbling, and the others followed behind him. Only Jiang Yun stood there stupidly, waiting for his reaction. When he came over, those people all ran towards him again.

The one who rushed to the front was Song Yu. It turned out that he took the basketball from Nie Wuyi and was heading for the rebound here.

"Jiang Yun, cut him off!" Nie Wuyi shouted.

Jiang Yun stood in the middle, waiting for Song Yu to run over, but Song Yu suddenly changed his path, circled around him, and jumped to the backboard behind him.

Jiang Yun turned around and rushed over faster than him, leaped, blocked his basketball from the air, and then did a beautiful somersault before falling to the ground.

"Wow wow wow wow! It's so cool!" The girls at the bottom screamed amazingly.

Jiang Yun bent his lips and smiled complacently. He completely regarded the basketball court as his training ground.

"Squad leader Jiang, you don't have to fight like that, be careful." Song Yu approached his face and laughed.

"My waist is fine." Jiang Yun also returned a charming smile, and after he finished speaking, he threw the basketball to Nie Wuyi who was opposite him.

"Jiang Yun is so handsome! I bet Jiang Yun will win!"

"Come on, Song Yu! Come on, Song Yu!"

The enthusiastic voices in the crowd came one after another, Song Yu got more and more energetic, and today he was fighting with Jiang Yun here, but Jiang Yun's ability to grab the ball is really too strong, it feels like he is performing fancy acrobatics and martial arts.

This time Song Yu got the ball again, instead of throwing the ball like before, he walked up to Jiang Yun and handed the ball to him under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Everyone: What's the situation?How did Song Yu faint the ball to Jiang?Is the male god crazy?

"Why do you give it to me? You gave up struggling so soon?" Jiang Yun was a little dazed.

"You vote for one." How could a smart person like Song Yu fail to catch what was wrong with him.

"Why did you ask me to vote? I won't vote." Jiang Yun said arrogantly.

Song Yu still handed the ball in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "You dare to grab the ball, but why don't you dare to throw it?"

Jiang Yun was provoked by him, so he had no choice but to take the basketball, hold the ball and imitate his posture to dribble. Not surprisingly, the ball ran away.

Ran? !

Uh……

As long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

With this mentality, he has been standing steadily.

Didn't Song Yu take a picture like this just now?Why didn't his ball run?

He has never dribbled before, and it is normal for the ball to run away. The students around him are very able to find excuses for him, saying: "Jiang Yun's hand slipped..."

Song Yu picked up the ball, put it in Jiang Yun's hand again, and said, "Again. Lower your center of gravity, spread your fingers slightly, and dribble with your wrist strength."

Jiang Yun tried to take a shot, and the effect was really different from before. This time the ball did not drop, but bounced back.He wondered why Song Yu taught himself how to dribble. Did he see that he couldn't play basketball at all?

Still, aren't they competitors?Why did he come to teach himself this enemy?

Everyone:? ? ?Isn't this an anxious basketball game?How did it suddenly become a dribbling seminar?

Everyone: Ahhhhh!I'm going to hit CP!

Everyone: Falling in love and killing each other, it's too sweet!

"What are you two doing? Are you coming to play an idol drama?" Nie Wu couldn't watch it anymore, so he ran over and said.

The game came to halftime.

The teammate over there said with a smile: "Jiang Yun, it's a pity that you don't want to be a football goalkeeper."

Nie Wuyi would focus on the key points, and said, "Jiang Yun, you didn't go to learn Qinggong behind my back, did you? How did you jump so high?"

"Uh..." Jiang Yun said.

Nie Wuyi came over and put his hand on his shoulder, "Jiang Yun, I think if you don't want to study anymore, you can become an actor. You don't need a substitute to act in that kind of costume drama."

His body smelled of sweat, Jiang Yun pushed him away and said, "I don't know how to act."

"No way? I think your acting skills are quite good." Song Yu threw a bottle of mineral water to each of them, while he himself was drinking vigorously with his head up, crystal drops of water rolled down his lower lip, rolling Looking at the surging Adam's apple, Jiang Yun was fascinated by it. This kid looks so good when he drinks water.

Jiang Yun had already seen that it was given to him by the girls next to him, and he accepted it unceremoniously. Not only that, he also smiled brightly at those girls.

Jiang Yun was obviously very thirsty, but he was unwilling to unscrew the bottle cap to drink. He walked up to him, threw the bottle of water back to him, and said sharply, "What am I doing?"

"How do I know this? Don't you want to drink it? Forget it if you don't drink it." Song Yu said angrily.

Nie Wuyi felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was very wrong, and immediately went to snatch the water from Song Yu's hand with a cheeky smile, "He won't drink me, I'm dying of thirst, give me both bottles."

Jiang Yun didn't know why, so he got angry with Song Yu, and they ignored each other in anger.The class bell rang suddenly, and the physical education teacher blew a whistle, which brought them back from their thoughts and interrupted their funny basketball game.

In the end, there was no winner in this game.

This anger has been blocked for a week, and the two of them haven't talked properly this week.

As for Song Yu, it's also quite strange. Usually, he would take the initiative to talk to him enthusiastically, but it's been a week, and he hasn't taken the initiative to speak.

And starting from this week, he would go out with the drawing board on his back for self-study class every afternoon. He stopped going to self-study and went to the building next door to practice drawing.

Only then did Jiang Yun realize that he was a serious art student.

Looking at his thin back in white clothes, carrying a large square drawing board, he left the corridor outside the classroom, slowly turned around the white concrete wall, and his slender shadow disappeared into the dim yellow sunset.

For some reason, seeing such a back view, Jiang Yun felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

What the hell is he angry with himself?

Jiang Yun thought that maybe the teenagers of this era do have some generation gap with him, after all, there is a distance of more than 1000 years between them.

Maybe he didn't want to think of himself as a friend in the first place.

Jiang Yun was used to being lonely and cold before, and it didn't matter to him whether he had friends or not. Since he didn't want to take care of himself, he didn't force it.

However, he still wanted to ask why he ignored himself?

He had unconsciously stepped out of the back door, strode like flying on the long corridor, and called out to Song Yu who was about to go down the stairs in front of him.

The students in the class next door all looked around when they heard his call, and Song Yu in front of him also turned around in surprise.Normally, he always looked proud, but today he was carrying the drawing board, and he was inexplicably tinged with melancholy.

His long shattered hair covered half of his eyes, and his pupils were full of doubts. He looked at him and asked softly, "Huh?"

The setting sun on the floor pulled out a long halo, just separating the two of them across the Chu River.

For a moment, Jiang Huan was dumbfounded, the words he wanted to say came to his lips but he couldn't speak, the thick eyelashes covered up the emotions in his eyes, and the setting sun cast an unreal light on his eyes, he didn't even understand himself What is the reason for running out.

The two stood there in silence for a long time.

In the end, it was Song Yu who spoke first, "If it's okay, I'll go to the studio first."

Jiang Yun nodded, and said something very irrelevant, "Come on."

Song Yu turned and went down the stairs, but smiled as he walked, he was really a sick man, why did he tell him to come on when he went to the studio?

It's not like I'm going to participate in some big painting competition.

speechless...

When she got home on the weekend, Jiang Wang was lying on the sofa holding her mobile phone, not knowing what she was doing, kicking her feet in excitement.

"Who are you chatting with?" Jiang Yun walked over and stood behind her, seeing that she was chatting with someone.

Jiang Wang ate a grape he brought, and said, "Brother Song Yu."

"Are you chatting with him?" Jiang Yun was surprised, okay!This kid was eccentric with himself, but had a hot chat with his sister.

"Yes, we are discussing tomorrow's team building in the group."

Jiang Yun sat across from her, waiting for her to invite him to go with him, but she didn't have the slightest intention to ask him to go with him, so she just focused on chatting with her partner on the phone.

Song Yu, that stinky boy, what kind of ecstasy soup did Jiang Wang pour into him, and now he is less and less concerned about his elder brother.

Jiang Yun waited for a long time, but his cell phone rang. It was a message from He Jiaran, "Jiang Yun, let's play at the Phoenix Mountain Park next to us tomorrow. I heard that there will be a band performing tomorrow."

Jiang Yun deliberately coughed and said, "Jiang Wang, did you forget something?"

Jiang Wang was a little confused, she thought for a moment, then woke up and said, "Yeah, have I washed my school uniform yet, brother, luckily you reminded me." After finishing speaking, she hurried to wash the clothes.

Jiang Yun's face turned pale with anger, and he replied "yes" to He Jiaran in a fit of anger.