I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

"Brother Yao!" Zhu Jinjin hurried over, "I found you..."

Seeing Lu Zhiheng beside him, "Hello, senior!"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and nodded: "Are you a classmate in Class 1?"

"Well, he's my roommate." Zhuang Wenyao said, "Yezi and the others are playing?"

Zhu Finance nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

"Let's go!" Zhuang Wenyao got excited, jumped with his left foot and grabbed Zhu Finance's arm, turned to Lu Zhiheng, "I'm going to watch my buddies play!"

Lu Zhiheng looked at him hanging on Zhu Finance's body, his complexion sank slightly, and after only a moment, he immediately returned to normal, and took a step to stand beside him: "Let's go together?"

"Okay!" Zhuang Wenyao stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, one left hand and the other right hand, and they carried him to the auditorium.

When the students sitting in the front row saw Zhuang Wenyao's posture, they all got up and gave up a bench.

Zhuang Wenyao waved at them: "Just sit down."

Classmate: "It's okay, it's more exciting to watch the game standing up!"

"Hahaha, thank you!" Zhuang Wenyao didn't give in, and the three of them sat together.

Participants enter.

Zhang Yeran was wearing a basketball uniform like everyone else, but his body and pace looked like he came out of an airline class.

He served as a center forward in this game, half a head higher than the opponent, took the lead with a jump ball, passed it to his teammates for a layup, and scored the first point.

Applause erupted from the periphery of the stadium, from the family and friends of the aviation class scattered among the crowd.

Although it is a temporary team, the offensive cooperation between each other is tacit, and the defensive line is tight, which is a headache.

The opponent players were all on the verge of a big enemy, and when they got the ball and were about to launch an attack, Zhang Ye suddenly went up to meet them.

His expression on the court is the same as usual, even more relaxed and playful than usual, and his defensive actions are also lazy, giving people a feeling of not being serious, just like playing.

But this kind of defense left the opponent with no chance to break through, and he was sweating profusely.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Ye ran out of patience "playing" and suddenly changed his face without any warning, glaring at his eyes and roaring, making people tremble in fright, and stealing the ball the moment it rebounded, slapping people It's gone.

While the opponent players continued to be confused, Zhang Yeran scored another point.

Zhuang Wenyao rested his elbow on Zhu Finance's shoulder, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "What kind of trickery is this..." The two laughed.

Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously classifies Lu Zhiheng as a closer person, but Lu Zhiheng doesn't know how to play basketball, and he and Zhu Finance are Zhang Yeran's classmates and roommates, so they should "laugh" at classmates together, so the body language Inadvertently neglected the other party.

Although Lu Zhiheng understood, he was still not very happy about poking secretly. He glanced at them sourly, pouted very quickly, slightly and briefly, and then lowered his head in annoyance: It's too bad.

I don't know when, facing Zhuang Wenyao, I have become more and more expressionless!It's not good to show your small thoughts uncontrollably!

"Wait for me." Lu Zhiheng suddenly got up and walked away.

Zhuang Wenyao stopped smiling instantly, sat upright, and followed him with his eyes.

Lu Zhiheng just wanted to take a few photos and calm down.He held up his camera, looking for angles around the court and taking pictures.The spectators on the periphery of the court, who were so excited that they were about to arch onto the court, stepped back to make room.

He bent his knees and squatted down, holding the camera with a very steady hand, his eyes were fixed on the viewfinder frame, and his concentration was very handsome, which attracted a lot of attention.

The game is still going on.

After two rounds, the opponent players knew what kind of character Zhang Yeran was.Now that I know what I'm doing, I'm not so nervous anymore. I have to fight and fight until the end, and I don't have any other extravagant demands.

Zhang Yeran seemed to prefer this kind of "game" atmosphere. Instead of being obsessed with winning or losing, he played with more fun and kept contributing wonderful goals, which were captured by Lu Zhiheng one by one.

Lu Zhiheng took pictures around the court, returned to Zhuang Wenyao, and showed them to them.

The autumn is crisp, and the afternoon sun is still strong, outlining the sweaty figures on the court.It is a frozen image, but it has a dynamic tension, as if every wrinkle on the jersey is flowing with the boys' youthful blood and flying freely.

The two exclaimed in a low voice, fascinated by the appreciation.

Zhuang Wenyao operated the camera, looked at a dozen or so pictures, and suddenly cut to his "first work".

"Huh?" Zhu Finance asked in surprise.

Zhuang Wenyao proudly said: "I took this picture! Doesn't it look good?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled helplessly and looked away.

"It looks good! The model is good-looking, and the photographer is also good-looking!" Zhu Finance sincerely praised, "It's a pity not to be included in the press corps at this level!"

"That's right," Lu Zhiheng nodded in agreement, and looked at Zhuang Wenyao, "It's a great loss for the press corps not to keep you."

Zhuang Wenyao smiled indifferently.

At that time, I was embarrassed for the first test, but now I don't care at all.

Time is a wonderful thing.

The boys in the first year of high school had a strong momentum. At the end of the competition, quite a few of the two aviation classes advanced to the finals: Zhang Yeran, Liu Chang, and Yang Nan, three of the ten students in the whole grade.

In tomorrow's finals, teams will be randomly formed to fight each other, and then they will compete with the final teams of the second and third grades.

"Brother Yao, finance!"

After playing two games in a row, Zhang Ye didn't feel tired, and his face was full of joy. He unscrewed the mineral water bottle and poured it down. He drank half of the bottle in one gulp, only to realize that there was another person.

"Hey, isn't this God Lu! He's been famous for a long time, and he's like thunder!" He said with a smile on his face and stretched out his right hand.

Zhuang Wenyao slapped him with quick eyes and hands: "Hands are sweaty, don't dirty the senior's hand touching the camera!"

Zhang Ye was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he slapped him back not to be outdone: "What's wrong with me shaking hands with God Lu? Can't you just get immortal air?"

"You fucking..." The two childish ghosts beat each other loudly.

"..." Lu Zhiheng couldn't help but laugh.

Zhu Finance: "Don't hit Yezi, God Lu took a picture of you!"

"Really?"

"En." Lu Zhiheng turned on the camera again, and pulled out the photos for him to see.

Zhang Yeran watched, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhuang Wenyao asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

Zhang Yeran: "Looks good, looks good!"

Zhuang Wenyao punched him in the chest: "Narcissist!"

This time Yezi didn't hide, and smiled: "Hey hey, thanks to brother Yao for saving face, thank you God Lu!"

When I was happy enough, I realized that there was still one person missing. I looked around and said, "Oh, right, where is Zhang Rui?"

Zhu Finance: "I don't know, we came separately, and he arrived early. Could it be that he left?"

Zhuang Wenyao also followed suit: "It shouldn't... be there!"

In the corner of the crowd, Zhang Rui ran into students from the biology competition class and were discussing the biology competition.

"This guy who doesn't show loyalty, says he's coming to watch my game, but has such a good time chatting with others..." Zhang Yeran said as he was going to get someone.

The remaining three ignored him, because the second-year competition had begun.

The first year of high school is green, the third year is lax in practice, and the second year of high school is undoubtedly the pinnacle of male high school basketball skills.

Although the level of the contestants is uneven, there are still many capable people, and the overall performance is much more intense than that of Gao Yi.

Zhuang Wenyao and the others were chatting and laughing, watching with relish, but after a few games, they were a little tired and couldn't sit still.

At this moment, a high-pitched scream sounded from behind, filling the entire stadium.

"What the hell?" Zhuang Wenyao turned his head to look, and the crowd flashed a path, a handsome and tall boy, with his hands in his pockets, walked towards the court without squinting.

He is tall, with a big frame, his facial features are as deep and strong as a knife, his face is expressionless, and his expression is cold.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too stern, even though he didn't look here, Zhuang Wenyao felt his heart stabbed for no reason, and frowned slightly: "Who is this person?"

Lu Zhiheng beside him said softly, "Duan Xi."

Zhuang Wenyao's heart trembled: He is Duan Xi, the MVP of the second grade?

Duan Xi was wearing a black and red basketball jersey. In addition, he was fully equipped with headbands, wristbands, and tights.

Not only does he have a sculpted and perfect face, but his figure is as superior as a work of art, and every part of his body is worthy of attention.

Zhuang Wenyao quickly understood the harsh screams of the girls just now.

I have to say, it's really cool.

He didn't do any warm-up, put the red team's vest on his body, and walked on the plastic floor of the basketball court.

This level of competition is a warm-up for him.

And at the moment when the referee blew his whistle, his display time officially began.

Duan Xi's arms are very strong, the basketball hits the ground, making a powerful thumping sound, but his wrist is very soft, and every dribble is full of spin.

It is just a detail, but it is enough to prove that his mastery of the ball is extraordinary, and he must have experienced a lot of professional-level training behind him, which is extremely rare among most high school students who play basketball as a game.

What is more noteworthy is his eyes.

Eyes are crucial in basketball.The murderous eyes can have a great deterrent effect on the opponent.

Duan Xi obviously knows this well.The eyes that had been cold and captivating since before the start of the game are even sharper now, but they are not absolutely cold, but imply passion, like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years, but there is a high-energy fuel deep enough to blow up everything .It is such a look.

Perhaps because his aura is too strong and eye-catching, the audience ignored his skills accordingly, neglected to observe and think, and only cheered and applauded reflexively after he scored beautiful goals one after another.

The one-on-one defense has collapsed across the board, and everyone is keeping a close eye on him, Duan Xi.

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Zhang Yeran hijacked Zhang Rui and joined Zhuang Wenyao and the others at some point, "Is he the only one who can guard against Brother Xi?"

"But even so, nothing will change." Zhuang Wenyao said.

Because Duan Xi is in the game, there will be no suspense in the outcome!

Facing the tight defensive line, Duan Xi did not choose to make a strong breakthrough, but took a step back and made a jump shot.

The perfect one-handed shoulder shooting posture, the arm line is smooth and graceful, the wrist is pressed down, and it rebounds gently.The basketball draws a perfect parabola in the air, and the sound it makes when it hits the net vertically is pleasant to the ear.

Three points!

The audience went crazy: "Ahhhhhh Duan Xi——"

Zhuang Wenyao quickly covered his ears.

Duan Xi had a strong sense of the overall situation. He didn't stop after scoring a goal, and quickly returned to defense. Passing Zhuang Wenyao, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled in his direction without warning.

Zhuang Wenyao was stunned.

At this point in the game, it was the first time Duan Xi showed such an expression.

It is different from the aggressiveness when confronting others, and it is not like being handsome and cool after hitting a bright goal. That smile reveals childlike complacency and desire to share. It is a natural expression of emotion without a trace of performance, just like Saying, look, I'm amazing, right?

Childish, but real and cute.

But the relationship between Zhuang Wenyao and Duan Xi is not even a nod acquaintance, and it is totally unreasonable for this level of communication to happen to them.

There was a moment of confusion in Zhuang Wenyao's mind, and then a thought flashed across his mind, and he suddenly turned his head to look beside him.

From this angle, I just saw Lu Zhiheng's handsome side face.With a smile in the corner of his eyes, he looked in Duan Xi's direction accurately, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he responded: Well, that's amazing.

The communication between the two was only for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, Duan Xi changed into sharp eyes and threw himself into the smoky stadium.

Zhuang Wenyao's heart sank heavily.

Numerous neglected details in the memory are instantly highlighted and connected together:

After the tennis club activities, the school office:

"During the finals, be careful alone."

"Who?"

"Duan Xi."

He obviously doesn't know how to play basketball, but he knows the best players in unfamiliar fields.

Unless this he knows this outstanding person, or even is very familiar with him.

……

Sports meeting, before the high jump award ceremony for senior high school boys:

Lu Zhiheng was discussing things with his colleagues from the press corps. Hearing the broadcast, he threw the camera to him and ran over.

Lu Zhiheng likes photography, it's not hard to see.But only a trustworthy person can let him rest assured to entrust such a valuable item as a camera.

……

On the first day of military training, the campus TV station.

Lu Zhiheng was dripping with sweat, with his back to the camera, smiling and joking with the cameraman.

He is not someone who likes to show off deliberately, and he would be embarrassed to be caught by Zhuang Wenyao, and he will not easily show his back under the camera.

But not necessarily if it's a good buddy's request.

……

There are various indications that Duan Xi is the president of the basketball club and the MVP of the last All-Star Game.

Duan Xi is a member of the press corps and works with Lu Zhiheng.

Duan Xi is Lu Zhiheng's friend, the kind with whom he has a good relationship.

Zhuang Wenyao unconsciously adjusted his posture and sat upright, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, and subconsciously assumed a posture ready to stand up.

He hasn't had a moment of remorse and regret for not being able to play since he sprained his ankle last week.

It's really a pity that I can't fight with you.

Duan, Xi!

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