My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Walking in front of the two of them, Jiang Beiyu completely ignored Pei Xin who was standing aside, raised his hand and passed the ice water in his hand to Ning Nanjia, "Here."

Before physical education class, Ning Nanjia specially asked the mouse to go to the canteen to bring him a bottle of ice water, but he forgot to take it off on the table. After taking the ice water in Jiang Beiyu's hand, he said:

"Next time, you don't have to send it over to me."

"It's okay, just drop by," Jiang Beiyu said as he took a slight step forward. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, and he happened to stand in the gap between Pei Xin and Ning Nanjia, "I just wanted to see how you guys are doing sports. class?"

These words sounded fresh, Ning Nanjia's mouth twitched slightly, "Why, Lingchuan doesn't take physical education?"

"No." Jiang Beiyu's eyes fell on the corners of his slightly raised mouth, and after staring at him for two seconds, he lowered his eyes to answer him, "Lingchuan's physical education class is to play golf and go horseback riding. Or some competitive sport."

To put it bluntly, those sports that rich people play are not simply running and playing ball.

Ning Nanjia suddenly felt that the rich were too pitiful to enjoy the barbaric activities of the poor. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, looked at Jiang Beiyu's thin and thin figure, and then at the The student who was running around playing on the basketball court slightly touched the roof of his tongue with the tip of his tongue. He asked:

"Then do you want to try how the Sixth Middle School teaches physical education?"

Jiang Beiyu nodded eagerly, "I think about it, but I don't have a tracksuit."

Although the housekeeper had prepared sportswear for him to wear in physical education class, there might be a lot of formalities to be done on the first day of the transfer, and he didn't like physical education class, so he didn't bring it with him.

Ning Nanjia took a look at his figure, "I have a set of tracksuits that are one size smaller. The teacher took the wrong size and planned to change it. It should fit you. Do you mind?"

"I don't mind." There was a pleasant smile in the long and narrow black eyes, Jiang Beiyu slightly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were shining brightly, "Thank you, Brother Nanjia."

Ning Nanjia looked at his soft and obedient smile like a milk dog approved to eat meat and bones, couldn't help but raised his long finger and flicked his forehead, then turned to talk to Pei who was left on the sidelines. Xin said something, "Then let's go first."

Looking away from Jiang Beiyu slightly, Pei Xin was about to reply when she saw Ning Nanjia walk past her and take Jiang Beiyu to the teaching building.

It was class time, and there was no one in the classroom. Ning Nanjia took out the sportswear that was one size smaller from the drawer, and took Jiang Beiyu to the toilet for him to change into.

The young master had never changed clothes outside, so he had to go into the cubicle to watch out. Although Ning Nanjia realized that he could stand at the door to watch out after he entered, he had already come in, so it was a bit pretentious to ask to go out, and everyone It's a man, it doesn't matter, so he didn't say anything, and stayed in the same cubicle with Jiang Beiyu with his back turned.

There was a rustling sound of undressing behind her, and Ning Nanjia was thinking about whether to find a cooler place later, when she heard Jiang Beiyu's low and soft voice,

"Brother Nanjia, can you help me get my clothes?"

He had to find a place to hang the changed clothes, and the hook was blocked by him right in front of him. Ning Nanjia turned around in response, and all he saw was a dazzlingly fair skin.

Jiang Beiyu is very white, the kind of fairness that doesn't get sun all the year round. Although Ning Nanjia herself can't get tanned, there is still a big difference from the young master's skinny and tender body. I feel that Jiang Beiyu is so tender that he will Leave a red mark.

Such thoughts settled in his mind for less than half a second, and Ning Nanjia dismissed them immediately. After reaching out to take the clothes from Jiang Beiyu's hand, he said, "The stadium is relatively dry, so you are not allergic to ultraviolet rays, right?"

With his head poking out from the collar of his sportswear, Jiang Beiyu looked at him with black and white eyes, "No, brother Nanjia, I'm not as delicate as you think."

Looking slightly over his extremely unconvincing face, Ning Nanjia thought to himself that you are not squeamish, and there will be no squeamish people in the world that day.

Returning to the court with Jiang Beiyu, who had changed into sports clothes, Ning Nanjia was planning to borrow a basketball from the equipment room, when he saw Zou Zikang who had just run away from some corner, holding a basketball and waving his hand at him ,

"Brother Jia, come to the bullfight!"

Hooking Jiang Beiyu's shoulders and leading him over, Ning Nanjia took the basketball from Zou Zikang's hand, "Let's not fight, I'll play with Jiang Beiyu, will you come?"

Zou Zikang had already been alarmed when he saw Jiang Beiyu following Ning Nanjia. Now that he heard Ning Nanjia said that he would play with him, he immediately exploded.

"Brother Jia, he is Jiang Yi's younger brother, not your younger brother. Why do you keep helping others take care of your younger brother?"

Ning Nanjia ignored his little emotions, raised his hand and patted Jiang Beiyu's head lightly, handed him the basketball, and asked distractedly, "Are you coming or not?"

Zou Zikang glanced secretly at Jiang Beiyu, gritted his teeth and said to Ning Nanjia, "Come on!"

He wants to protect his best brother Jia, and he must not let Jiang Beiyu take advantage of it!

After briefly teaching some passing and dribbling skills, Ning Nanjia asked Jiang Beiyu to practice dribbling. He and Zou Zikang defended one by one, with Zou Zikang in front.

Although Jiang Beiyu had never played basketball before, he was very good at learning. When he dribbled the ball in front of Zou Zikang, he cheated him by making a fake move while he was not paying attention.

When they arrived at Ning Nanjia's place, although Ning Nanjia intended to let the water go, Jiang Beiyu still made a mistake in his judgment and bumped into him directly.

The basketball dropped his hand and slammed on the ground and gradually rolled out of the court. Ning Nanjia was knocked staggered, and he quickly stabilized his body and helped Jiang Beiyu who fell into his arms. Before he could speak, Zou Zikang rushed up and shouted road:

"Brother Jia, this kid did it on purpose. He can even deceive me, but he will only bump into you. He definitely did it on purpose!"

Ning Nanjia really didn't know why Jiang Beiyu bumped into him on purpose. He was not a delicate girl, so he raised his hand and slapped Zou Zikang on the back of the head. Get the ball back."

Zou Zikang stood still unconvinced, "No, whoever drives the ball away will pick it up."

With a hint of impatience in his tone, Ning Nanjia said, "I don't want to say it a second time."

With his hips crossed and a heavy snort, Zou Zikang finally succumbed to the boss's majesty and obediently ran to pick up the ball.

Seeing Zou Zikang walk away, Ning Nanjia turned his attention back to Jiang Beiyu, touched his forehead and asked, "Is there no pain?"

The skin under the palm was warm and soft, exuding the unique tenacity and thinness of young people. Jiang Beiyu grabbed Ning Nanjia's wrist and stopped for a few seconds, then slowly let go of his fingers and stood up straight, shaking him. shook his head,

"It doesn't hurt, let's keep playing."

Zou Zikang picked up the ball, and when he slowly walked back to the court, he had already thought about how to deal with the scheming Jiang Beiyu, and when he handed the ball to Ning Nanjia, he said politely: "Brother Jia, why don't you let me follow the Let's play with Jiang Beiyu for a while, he's good at it, and of course I'm good at it, so it's just for him to practice, how about it?"

Ning Nanjia glanced at Jiang Beiyu, and the latter said obediently, "Brother Nanjia, then I will fight with him for a while, and you will guide me."

Nodding his head slightly, Ning Nanjia originally wanted to tell Zou Zikang to be careful not to hurt Jiang Beiyu when he hit him, but then he thought that this instruction was a bit inexplicable, and he sounded too protective of Jiang Beiyu, so he walked aside without saying a word.

The sun was in full bloom, and there were many students playing basketball on the court. Zou Zikang suggested that Jiang Beiyu try to defend, let him dribble for a layup, and when he passed Jiang Beiyu with the ball, he lowered his voice and said quickly at the volume of only two people In a word,

"Jiang, you'd better not play any tricks, or I will tell Brother Jia what you did in Lingchuan."

With his back to Ning Nanjia, Jiang Beiyu's narrow, long, black eyes had a slight cold light, which was different from the docile appearance he showed in front of Ning Nanjia. He hooked the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You can try try."

Zou Zikang's eyes doubled in anger at his reckless attitude, but he finally calmed down. After holding the basketball and standing still outside the three-point line, he took a deep breath, then bent down slightly, He dribbled the ball with lightning speed and rushed over.

Zou Zikang's ball was a bit fierce. Ning Nanjia unscrewed the bottle cap and watched the two of them while drinking water. When Zou Zikang passed by Jiang Beiyu with the ball, although he tried to distract Jiang Beiyu with his voice. Attention, but was blocked by Jiang Beiyu's detection.

The battle situation was at a stalemate for a moment, Ning Nanjia was still thinking about how Zou Zikang would break through, when he saw him suddenly slamming into Jiang Beiyu's shoulder as if ruthless.

Jiang Beiyu was caught off guard, and was pushed straight forward by him. His elbows and knees rubbed against the rough floor and broke his skin, blood oozing out all at once.

Zou Zikang was about to scold him, when he saw Ning Nanjia walking over holding the uncapped mineral water bottle, bent down to pick up Jiang Beiyu who fell down, and then washed his wound with water, completely completely ignored his existence.

Looking at Jiang Beiyu's bloody knees and elbows, Ning Nanjia washed the sand and dust from the wound with water, and said in a low voice, "Be patient."

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Jiang Beiyu frowned, his face was still pale and he nodded obediently.

After cleaning the wound, Ning Nanjia looked at Jiang Beiyu's severely injured left knee, and couldn't help frowning and asked him, "I'll take you to the infirmary, can you walk by yourself?"

"Yes." Gritting his teeth and taking a step forward, Jiang Beiyu almost fell again because he couldn't stand up, but fortunately Ning Nanjia helped him in time.

Grabbing Jiang Beiyu's hand, he bent slightly and carried him on his back. Ning Nanjia threw the empty mineral water bottle in his hand into the trash can, and then carried him to the school infirmary.

Standing there holding the basketball eagerly and watching the two leave, Zou Zikang stared angrily at Jiang Beiyu who was lying on Ning Nanjia's body.

His uncle, the scheming Jiang Beiyu abducted his brother Jia again.

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