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Wen Sui was completely shocked by Ji Xiaoyu's brain circuit, and pressed the keyboard expressionlessly to reply:

[Do Not Disturb]: It's not fishing law enforcement, but I feel like I'm a bit of a scum recently, and I want you to scold me to wake up

[Stop answering]: ... Wait, no way, you cheated?

[Do Not Disturb]:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Not answering]: OK, which direction do you want me to scold you? For the sake of being my father, I will give you a custom voice gift package for free.

[Do Not Disturb]: That's right...someone confessed to me recently, and I didn't know how to answer it, so I kept trolling him

[Not answering]: After a long time, it turns out that you are the scumbag who is on two boats! ! !

Before Wen Sui realized which two boats he was on, a voice was sent over quickly.

Before I could turn down the volume, I flicked my fingers and clicked the voice playback.

[Did you think I was a peacock with its tail open? Everyone likes you. If you like fishing so much, why not live in your school's lake, scumbag!One is not enough for you to toss about, and you want to get two in one breath. With this vigorous energy, it is better to participate in the Winter Olympics and win glory for the country.It’s too embarrassing to pretend to be self-reflective, how about I write you an [-]-character story about a scumbag for free and spend money to publish it in the newspaper?If you still don’t think it’s exciting enough, I’ll get you a speaker and hang it at the school gate to play it on a loop, and I’ll sell eggs next to it so that someone doesn’t hit you and you can’t find the props.Dad, are you satisfied with this cursing service? ]

Wen Sui: "..."

You really dare to scold to death with joy, this is how much resentment you have accumulated in normal times, and you have vented it with your private goods, right?

"This voice sounds familiar." Hearing the voice, Jian Ying frowned, "Who is he scolding, he is so cruel."

Wen Sui raised his hand to wipe his face, and stammered to explain: "Ji Xiaoyu, you're scolding...one of my scumbag boyfriends."

Jian Ying reacted slowly, and was shocked: "He usually looks very obedient and gentle, but I didn't realize that he has such a rich vocabulary."

Wen Suixin said that when your meatball sauce scolds teammates while playing games, you should experience it more, a first-level player with yin and yang, and see if you can still have a spring heart by then.

Wang Qiyue looked up, with an expression of admiration on his face, and complained, "No wonder you and Ji Xiaoyu can be good friends. The level of scolding between you two is almost equal. But just curious, you scumbag ...Friend, what did you do wrong to be scolded like this?"

Wen Sui was even more guilty, glanced at Jiang An from the corner of his eye, and said vaguely: "It's nothing serious, it's just that this friend was catching a suitor, and he caught him and sprayed him."

Jiang An understood, and smiled lightly.

Wen Sui's ears became redder, and he gritted his teeth and typed to reply to Ji Xiaoyu: It's ok, the effect is outstanding, goodbye

The other side replied with three eye-rolling emoticons: ok, I'm just a tool person, goodbye scumbag!You have to reflect on yourself!

The scumbag quickly put away his phone, his lips were drawn straight, and he didn't want to say another word.

However, Wang Qiyue, a gossip fanatic, caught on to this matter and made a speech: "Then your friend should really be scolded, let's catch people's situation, say good things to give each other a little space, and say bad things Just call it Bailian Green Tea Whore."

With a knowing blow, Wen Sui felt as if he was going to slip through the sieve, and smoke came out of his forehead.

Wang Qiyue propped his chin, and asked again: "However, he scolded your friend, why did he send a voice message to you? You are not a scumbag."

"...He...practice with me first, for fear that he will not perform well." Wen Sui felt that he would not be able to come back at all, so he could only get up quickly, and urged, "Go back to the classroom after eating, what are you doing? .”

Jiang An saw that the child was flustered, and followed with his schoolbag, and said in a low voice, "Stop gossiping."

Wen Sui's class in the afternoon was muddled, he felt that his state was really not right these two days, to be precise, he was out of his mind.

It seems that since Jiang An confessed to him that night, Mingming has been dangling in front of him, but the name has been lingering in his heart at least a hundred times.

He stared at the finger bitten by Jiang An just now, even though it had been a long time, it still seemed to have the touch of lips and tongue, it was very soft and hot.

The tip of the pen in his hand was scribbling casually, and when he realized it, he realized that he had written Jiang An’s name several times in the textbook, and several words were still pressed on the typeface on the book, which looked a mess .

Hell, Wen Sui came back to his senses, and threw the pen far away with a click. The signature pen rolled a few times and fell down the desk.

Jiang An bent down to help him pick it up and handed it over, and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Sui hastily covered more than half of the textbook with his sleeve, afraid that he would see and ask why, so he shook his head: "It's okay, just a little sleepy."

"I didn't sleep well last night?" Jiang An cast a glance at him.

Although it was just an ordinary question, Wen Sui always felt that he was implying that because they didn't sleep together, it was evil.

He scratched his hair irritably, his heart was in a mess, and it took him a long time to say: "No, it's just that he didn't sleep well."

If this continues, Jiang An is probably not crazy, but he himself will be.

Wen Sui took a deep breath, trying to concentrate his energy on the lesson plan on the big screen in front of him, and finally regained his distraction.

During the break, Jiang An was called away by Liang Shan for a while, and when he came back, the next class was about to start again.

Wen Sui stared at him, hesitant to speak, and finally couldn't hold back and asked: "This head teacher is always elusive all day long, what does he want you for?"

"There is a competition for me to participate, and I need to go to other provinces for a week of training. In the next few days, I will prepare myself." Jiang An flipped through a pile of materials in his hand and said calmly.

Wen Sui snorted, and said slowly, "When? Why did he grab you?"

"I'll go in a few days. I was planning to take the road of competition before. It's not surprising to find me."

"Then you... are you alone? Is there anyone else with you? Where do you live? Single room and double room?"

Amused by the series of questions, Jiang An looked at him sideways: "Which one do you want me to answer first? There are two seniors who are sophomores who will also participate. They are both boys, so don't worry. You can stay in the hotel arranged by the school. Make sure it's a single room."

"Men...that's also..." Wen Sui wanted to say, don't you just like men, it seems that it may not be safe.

"Can I pay for a single room?" Jiang An understood the implication, and teased, "Your tone sounds like you're checking the post."

Wen Sui stopped talking completely, turning the pen casually in his hand, thinking that he really had no position.

He was thinking in a mess, he had indeed relaxed a lot since the beginning of school. When he was in high school, he had one goal in mind, which was to get the best grades in the exam and go to see his brother. In addition to reading books is to do questions.

Later, the goal was achieved, and the two of them met again. They were too relaxed, and indeed they were a little slack.

Obviously his brother is so busy every day, he has to work and go to class, and he has to find time to help himself with those messy homework, and he doesn't know if he has enough time to sleep every day.

With a sullen head, he flicked through the textbook in his hand, and added: "Then prepare well these few days, and I will write the homework myself."

"You're so smart, you know all the questions, so there's no need." Jiang An indulged him, "I've circled the ones that need special attention, just look at them before the exam."

It was too caring, Wen Sui shook his head, and said frankly: "No, I don't want you to work too hard."

Jiang An was dumbfounded, looked at him for a while, and then sighed: "When I grow up, I know how to love others."

Wen Sui is like this, usually he doesn't care much about anything, but once he has a goal, his ability to execute it is very fast.

He asked Jiang An for a copy of the information, and that night he began to look through it side by side to get a general feel.Isn't it just a math competition? Next year, he will definitely go with his brother and live in a fucking double room.

There was no class the next morning, so Wen Sui woke up early for an unprecedented time, sat at the desk after washing up and started doing the questions.

It’s just that the more I look at it, the more irritable I become. This competition question is really different from the college entrance examination, and the difficulty is simply not at the same level. The little genius who always feels that he has enough learning skills suddenly has some doubts about life.

How did his brother grow his brain? I'm afraid he ate walnuts every day to supplement his brain. How can someone win a gold medal and still be admitted to Beijing University based on his grades?

The draft paper in his hand was almost poked with holes, and countless formulas were applied, but the answer could not be calculated.

Jiang An came back with a takeaway, and seeing him in a state of desperation, he really found it cute: "Why are you doing the competition questions all of a sudden?"

Wen Sui raised his eyes and stared at him, with a subtle dissatisfaction in his heart: "I don't want to lose you."

"Is that how competitive you are?" Jiang An sat down opposite him, stared at the person for a few seconds, and then said, "We are not rivals, so you don't have to keep trying to win me. There are many competitions in college, so you must If you are more interested and suitable, you don’t have to stick to mathematics. If it is more than physics or chemistry, I may not be able to beat you.”

Wen Sui pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jiang An raised his eyebrows lightly, and speculated: "Or, you just simply don't want me to live with others?"

Wen Sui was choked, and was speechless for a while, without the confidence to refute: "Of course not."

"It's only been a week, not two or three years, it's very soon." Jiang An unwrapped the takeaway chopsticks and handed them over, signaling him to eat quickly.

Wen Sui casually ate two bites of rice, without any appetite, and said after a while: "Actually, I don't have to go to the same competition with you, but I just don't want to be too far away from you, no matter the geographical location or the height of the space."

He really relies on Jiang An, or in other words, he regards his brother as a benchmark.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as Jiang An can do anything, he has to learn to try to do better. Now this goal turns around and tells himself, you don't have to learn from me. For a while, I can't tell what I feel in my heart.

Jiang An stared at him for a while, his heart softened, and his love almost overflowed.Wen Sui probably didn't realize it himself, but now the attention to him has far exceeded any time in the past.

He paused, glanced at the message from Jian Ying on the phone screen from the corner of his eye, and said, "They have an appointment to play basketball with a school outside in the afternoon, shall we go?"

Hearing that it was his field of expertise, Wen Sui suddenly raised his head, hesitantly said: "You didn't make it up on purpose to coax me, did you?"

"You watch the group yourself." Jiang An raised his chin, feeling that he was a little oversensitive.

Wen Sui snorted, and after checking the news slowly, he said slowly: "Go, of course, let you see the demeanor of the little overlord of the third middle school."

After lunch, Wen Sui changed into sportswear and finished the afternoon class before going to the stadium with Jiang An.

It's just that it was clearly agreed that it was just a friendly match, but a lot of spectators gathered in the side viewing area.

Jian Ying twirled the basketball with her fingertips, and when she saw someone coming, she nodded and said hello: "These two are sophomores from the Department of Architecture. They haven't played for a long time, so I want to invite you to play together. The one who is playing against us is from the school next door. , play casually in friendly matches."

"You really deserve to be the king of Jinghai, you can play through the middle game." Wen Sui took the basketball, casually threw it on the ground twice, and threw it into Jiang An's hands.

Jian Ying waved her fingers, corrected her strictly and said, "I'm only social, please pay attention to your words."

After the two sides stood in the center of the court to discuss the duration, Wang Qiyue acted as a temporary referee, and the whistle sounded to start the game.

Surrounded by a large circle of girls watching the excitement, they looked at the boys running wildly on the court, and their eyes were fixed on a few wanton teenagers, and they really couldn't move their eyes away.

Especially the silver-haired one, wearing a simple jersey, when he bounced and dunked, his slender and powerful arms hooked the basket, showing beautiful muscle lines.Firmly controlled, the movement is clean and neat, quite seductive.

Jiang An had seen Wen Sui like this countless times on the court, but reunited after a long absence, and felt that his style of play was more wild and arrogant than before.

Strong, decisive, and extremely oppressive.After 10 minutes, the entire rhythm was so fast that the opponent was almost out of breath, completely suppressed.

With a bang, the basketball flew by, and it was another beautiful three-pointer, which fell into the basket hollowly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh>

"I can't read basketball, I only look at faces, A makes my legs weak!!"

"The silver-haired one is Wen Sui, one of our school's school pros, and the taller one next to him is his elder brother Jiang An. Both of them are handsome."

"Jiang An already has a girlfriend, so I won't ask for extravagance, just give me the silver hair."

"To tell you the truth, you can give me Jian Ying, a tall and long-legged one is also pretty handsome."

……

In the middle of a noisy discussion, the cutie on the opposite side was obviously not satisfied with the current situation of being held in a rage.He winked a little from the side, his expression not very good-looking.

In an instant, the three teammates collectively besieged Wen Sui with the obvious purpose of locking the striker and preventing them from scoring.

Wen Sui twitched the corner of his lips lightly, controlled the basketball with his palm, made a feint to the right, and quickly dribbled the ball back to the defense again.

Before he had time to retreat, his elbow was bumped maliciously, and he reacted quickly and dodged sideways, leaving the opponent in the air.

The line of defense is really too tight, the movements are not clean, Wen Sui was speechless, he easily threw it to the distance, and called lazily: "Brother, go on."

The basketball is thrown into the air and flies to the other side of the court in a beautiful parabola.

Jiang An immediately reacted, raised his hand to grab the ball, jumped up and dunked, all in one go.

The two of them cooperated seamlessly, and the screams on one side of the show almost overturned the basketball court, all of them looked crazy.

During the intermission, the two teams left the field with their clothes wiped off. Wen Sui smiled and went over to give Jiang An a high-five happily: "I didn't see it, it's pretty good."

"Thank you for your affirmation." Jiang An's eyes fell on his slightly red elbow, and he frowned slightly, "I just bumped into you, are you okay?"

Wen Sui took a brief look with downcast eyes, then shook his head and said, "No problem, I just wiped it off."

"Wen Sui is really good at playing basketball." Jian Ying followed her eyes, her tone displeased, "But I don't know those people very well, I didn't expect them to play so dirty. Be careful in the second half, and I will pay more attention."

Wen Sui shrugged and didn't pay much attention: "It's okay, I've seen dirtier ones, what a joke."

Jiang An held a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips. He could hear the heartfelt cheers and screams beside him, and most of the attention was focused on Wen Sui.

Don't blame others, I can't move my eyes away from him.It's just that Wen Sui, who is so high-spirited, is so dazzling that no one will see him if he wants to hide him.

The sky began to drizzle a little, and the sky became foggy, but it didn't affect the game very much.It's just the beginning of the second half, and the defense against Wen Sui is even tighter, strictly guarding, almost to the point where everyone is watching closely.

As long as the ball lands in his hands, he will be surrounded by groups, unable to use it. It seems that he really doesn't plan to play a friendly match.

Wen Sui frowned, controlled the ball, made two fake moves, turned around, and passed the ball directly to Jiang An.

Although the memory of playing together has been a long time ago, those times seem to be engraved into muscle memory, and the meaning of each other can be understood almost subconsciously.

Jiang An raised his hand to control the ball, jumped on the spot, and made another hit with smooth movements.

The score has been widened, and there is no suspense if the fight continues, and the opponent simply starts a completely malicious attack.

He slammed into Wen Sui's lower back several times in a row, and the strike was so ruthless that Wang Qiyue couldn't help but yelled: "Did you play like this? You have fouled many times. If you don't want to hit, you can directly It's over, anyway, it's a food abuse game, it's not interesting."

As soon as the sound came out, it instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding audience. A group of people followed suit, and the whole court was very noisy, and the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

Probably feeling too embarrassed, Cuntou slammed the ball hard on the ground, waved his hand, still pretending to be disdainful: "I won't play anymore, I don't feel right today, I'll make an appointment next time."

"Okay, I'll give you another [-] points for the next game." Wen Sui brushed his shoulder, provocative lazily, and didn't take it seriously.

While talking, he walked over and hooked Jiang An's shoulders and walked slowly towards the bottom of the field. These rubbish golfers are really boring.

Just as he was about to say something, he felt that his head was suddenly grabbed, and he bumped into the opponent's arms, and was hugged firmly.

Jiang An protected the back of his head with the palm of his hand, and led him to turn his back quickly. His back blocked the basketball that hit him at some point. With a bang, the fast ball hit his back and fell back to the ground. There was a loud bang.

The sudden change caused a moment of silence on the court, and then it became noisy, and the two sides began to shout angrily.

Jian Ying couldn't hold it back at all, she rushed over and hooked the collar of Cun Tou, and fell violently, crushing her to the ground.

Wen Sui was still in shock, he raised his head in a panic, his whole body was still tightly locked in the hot embrace, almost out of breath.

The surroundings were still noisy, but he couldn't hear anything, only Jiang An's voice fell beside his ears: "Sui Sui, did you hurt?"

"You blocked it for me, it doesn't hurt, but I..." Wen Sui was in a trance for a moment, it was difficult to describe his mood at the moment, and then he suddenly fell silent.

There was a drizzle in the sky, and he seemed to have lost his five sense organs, but he could still feel breathing, heat, vigorousness, sweat, a dizzying sense of security and the fierce collision of the other party's heartbeat.

Regardless of whether anyone was watching, he raised his hand and slowly hugged Jiang An's back, his fingers lightly brushed the spot where his back hit, and frowned in distress.

I thought in my heart, probably every time there is a breeze and rain in the future, and every sunset in early winter, I will think of Jiang An today.

In hindsight, it turned out that the heart was shaking.

The author has something to say: It’s heart-wrenching~

After three days of confession, the little rabbit quickly realized that he was bent, and commented to celebrate the red envelope~