On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

Ye Jiaqing didn't know that his potential rival in love turned his back on him.

But it's not the first time.

Song Nanqi didn't know what he had said to Chi Xiaotong, and Chi Xiaotong left dejectedly.Ye Jiaqing saw this.

After Chi Xiaotong left, Ye Jiaqing walked to Song Nanqi's side.

Ye Jiaqing hugged the basketball and bumped Song Nanqi's shoulder, "What does he want you for?"

Song Nanqi glanced at him, but said nothing.

Although he didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to snatch the basketball from Ye Jiaqing, threw it into the hoop with one hand, and scored without touching the basket. The ball hit the concrete playground, rolled for a certain distance, and stopped .

Those who take physical education classes only take physical education classes, and get credits for completing tasks, and those who can really play basketball can count more with one hand.

Song Nanqi's shot was so beautiful that even Li Ziyuan couldn't help nodding, let alone the others.

Song Nanqi looked at Ye Jiaqing.

The eyes are not salty or light, and the emotions are not obvious.

His facial features are originally cold, and when he is not smiling, he is inexplicably frightening.

The curvature of Ye Jiaqing's mouth became a little smaller.

"Are you angry?"

Song Nanqi still didn't speak.

He walked over to pick up the ball, held it in his hand and patted it. As he said before, no matter how fast or slow, the ball was so docile in his hands that it would slip away if he didn't pay attention.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi's calm and breezy look, and felt very reluctant to go up and bite him.

In my impression, Song Nanqi hadn't gotten angry with him yet.

inexplicably.

Vigorous and cute.

But Ye Jiaqing didn't try to coax him, mainly because he didn't know what happened to Song Nanqi and had nowhere to start, so he stood there for a while.

"Ye Jiaqing? Is no one teaming up with you?" Someone next to him interrupted his contemplation. He didn't look familiar, and Ye Jiaqing didn't recognize him. The other person was tall, thin, fair and white, not the type he liked.

The type he likes now is Song Nanqi.

But his treasure is inexplicably ignoring people.

"Come with me, I happen to be alone." Without giving Ye Jiaqing a chance to answer, the other party said hastily.

"I'm not alone." Ye Jiaqing pointed to Song Nanqi, "My partner is angry."

Chatting with Ye Jiaqing is very comfortable, this is recognized, otherwise he wouldn't have so many friends, and wouldn't have so many people like him.

He won't twitch, and when he opens his mouth, it will make people feel that his relationship with you is very close, at least he has everything to say and can be developed.

It's not that the other party didn't see Song Nanqi, he just pretended not to.

Those who know Ye Jiaqing must know that Song Nanqi is always by his side, even if it is this kind of physical education class that depends on luck, Song Nanqi is still there.

No one would believe that Song Nanqi had no evil intentions.

"Is he mad at you?"

The afternoon sun was also quite dazzling, Ye Jiaqing narrowed his eyes, "Maybe?"

"Why?" The boy smiled cleanly, "Why would he be willing to be angry with you?"

Ye Jiaqing smiled, "No reason."

Even if you hate people, it makes people feel gentle and beautiful.

The boy didn't want to leave, Song Nanqi was going crazy, Ye Jiaqing thought it was a triangle deadlock.

Before he could figure out a way to break the game, a basketball fell from the sky and hit the boy's back impartially. The hit was not heavy, and it looked like it was caused by a miss.

If you don't know the instigator, everyone will probably think so.

The instigator was Song Nanqi.

Ye Jiaqing looked curiously at Song Nanqi who came over.

"Sorry." His expression was quite sincere and sincere, making it difficult to find fault.

"You did it on purpose?" The boy was indifferent to Song Nanqi's appearance, because he was 1, and he was sensitively aware that even if he just looked at the photos in the forum, he could feel that Song Nanqi was a 1.

But Ye Jiaqing couldn't tell, because it was hard to tell who was up and down, there were so many people in school who liked him.

This kind of gunpowder-smelling question, no matter how you answer it, seems to be a provocation.

Moreover, Song Nanqi's actions determined the nature of this matter from the very beginning.

It is provocation!

"Sorry." Song Nanqi was not as sincere as he was at the beginning.

"..."

"You..." The boy choked on Song Nanqi's attitude. He glanced at Ye Jiaqing and was discouraged again. Forget it, he shouldn't have provoked Ye Jiaqing. Why did Song Nanqi treat people so closely like a dog?

Ye Jiaqing was a little disappointed watching the man leave. He glanced at Song Nanqi, "Why did you drive my partner away?"

"How are you going to compensate me?"

Song Nanqi bent down to pick up the ball, looked at Ye Jiaqing, "He's not your partner."

But Song Nanqi didn't say who it was.

"Who is it?" Ye Jiaqing leaned forward, hooked the ball away from his hand, and patted it lightly.

"It's me." Song Nanqi's tone was serious and stubborn.

"Song Nanqi," Ye Jiaqing straightened his expression, the ball finally bounced and returned to his hands, "You haven't answered me yet, why are you angry?"

Even if he wasn't angry, Song Nanqi obviously had something wrong now.

They were the only group on the playground holding a basketball and talking.

Li Ziyuan didn't care about this, he was standing in the middle of the playground and competing with a few boys to see who could shoot the ball accurately.

Song Nanqi seemed to be thinking about how to answer Ye Jiaqing's question.

Finally, he spoke.

"When you were entangled by those people before, I took the initiative to help you." Song Nanqi looked at Ye Jiaqing, expressing his doubts and puzzlement, "But just now you clearly saw that I needed your help, but you didn't come here?"

Song Nanqi seldom said so many words in one breath.

But he obviously wasn't done talking.

"Didn't we agree to help each other?"

"Ye Jiaqing, do you consider me a friend?"

Ye Jiaqing: "..." No, but I can treat you as my boyfriend.

Ye Jiaqing doesn't like to coax others, even Song Nanqi.He also doesn't like wasting words with others, even Song Nanqi.

"Then what do you want now?"

The result is the most important thing, Ye Jiaqing doesn't look at the process.

He was Song Nanqi who asked with a smile.

How could Song Nanqi bear to be angry with him?

After a long while, Song Nanqi lowered his eyes, leaned over and kissed Ye Jiaqing's eyes, he backed away slowly, and said in a low voice: "Ye Jiaqing, I think you put me first."

"..."

Like the first thunder in spring, Ye Jiaqing's heart seemed to be hit hard by the thunder, and the mountain shook instantly.

He understood, it's not that Song Nanqi doesn't know how to do it, he is too good at it.

in the forum.

[Is there any sister who took photos of Song Nanqi kissing Ye Jiaqing in the physical education class in the afternoon? ]

[I want to be a wallpaper, I think it is very suitable for a wallpaper. ]

[? ? ]

[Song Nanqi kisses Ye Jiaqing?In gym class?what are you saying? ]

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[! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ]

[A large crowd, in broad daylight, under the eyes of all!This this this this!Change me!I am shameless! ]

[No, are they together? ]

[No, because I feel that Xiao Xiaohua is quite confused (so cute!)]

[Official announcement? ]

[It feels like Song Nanqi did it on purpose. The physical education class is mixed with the freshmen. A class may gather all the colleges. Ye Jiaqing was mainly famous in their medical school before, and it was nothing more than our small school. It's a forum, but after the physical education class, not only their own college will know, and there will be more people coveting the beauty of the small school, so how can Song Nanqi bear it?So I conclude: Song Nanqi is deliberately doing it for the people around him to see, he is declaring his sovereignty! ]

[I agree with the analysis upstairs, there is nothing wrong with it. ]

[I agree, Song Nanqi is too thief. ]

[You are all working as analysts, only I am playing cp, two handsome guys, don’t they look good?Why do you want to dismantle people to see others are not good? ]

[This is not dismantling, this is the glass heart of the old mother. ]

Chi Xiaotong probably didn't expect that because of his appearance, the relationship between Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi would be even better.

Because Du Ting had classes with them at the same place, he also walked together after class. He was really serious in class, sweating profusely, panting, and there were ball marks on his pants.

"How is it, how is your teacher?" He asked as soon as they met.

Ye Jiaqing was in a good mood, "Okay, very good."

"Old Song, did someone ask you for your contact information before?" Du Ting said to Song Nanqi again, "He asked me first, but I didn't give it to him, so he went by himself if he wanted it. I came to look for you, you didn't give it, did you?"

Song Nanqi: "No."

"Nothing is right, you already have a partner, of course you can't give it to me," Du Ting bumped Ye Jiaqing, and said slyly, "Ye Jiaqing, what do you think?"

At this moment, Ye Jiaqing was needed to cooperate with the performance.

Ye Jiaqing echoed Du Ting and said, "Of course, Song Nanqi has a boyfriend."

After he finished speaking, he punched Song Nanqi on the shoulder with his fist, "Song Nanqi, do you think so?"

Song Nanqi walked on the road and said "um", it is not difficult to see that he is in a very, very, very good mood now.

The weather forecast shows that there will be heavy rain in Xintai over the weekend.

So Du Ting started to make his bed soft two days in advance so that he could play games in it on weekends. It was raining outside and he played games on the bed. He couldn't find anything more beautiful than this.

But on Friday afternoon, he and Song Nanqi were going to the gymnasium to play a game.

To put it nicely, it's free fighting, but in fact, for amateurs like them, it's fighting with arms.

The Free Fighting Club advertised in the school three days in advance, saying that going to the game can be stamped and added credits. There are no classes on Friday afternoon, and there are many people who go there, but the gymnasium is very large, and it is no problem to accommodate these people.

The president of this club is Tang Xuan, a boy from a rich family with money. He will sponsor gloves and helmets for all competitors, and he can take them away later.

Song Nanqi bought it by himself, and delivered it to his dormitory one day in advance. Ye Jiaqing tried it on, then turned to look at Song Nanqi, "Am I handsome?"

He was handsome, how could Ye Jiaqing not be handsome, so his eyes became sharper, he didn't look like the Ye Jiaqing that Song Nanqi knew well.

"You said that if I win, you will fight me."

Ye Jiaqing took off his helmet, "I still remember, I will do what I said."

Friday is coming soon.

The seats in the gymnasium are basically full. Ye Jiaqing is in the stands on the second floor, which is quite close to the middle of the arena, because there are a lot of applicants, and they are divided into professional and non-professional, and non-professionals account for almost all of the total number of applicants. Nine times out of ten, it's the non-professional game that goes first.

The schedule of the non-professional group is so fast that the referees can't even walk around nervously, and sometimes even the commentators can't help laughing out loud.

"Ah, now we can see that No. 2 player punched No. 3 in the abdomen with his fist, and No. 3 is exerting force! Let's see how No. 3 will defend! He attacked and he attacked Yes! He stuck his toe in No. 2's nostril!"

"The No. 9 player is coming up now. We can see that although he is not tall, he is full of momentum. He is also the only player in our field without clothes and pants. It seems that he is very professional!"

"Attention everyone, although he has no advantage in height and weight, his eyes are shining brightly. He will definitely win with his skills. Let us wait and see!"

In the stands, Ye Jiaqing declined the third person who came to ask for his contact information.

Moreover, every time he was asked for contact information, Song Nanqi would look up and see it.

"..."

The next one is Du Ting, he is number 11.

His helmet is bright red, as are his boxing gloves. He is dressed in black with shorts underneath. Because he loves sports, even if he can eat well, he doesn't look fat, but is very strong.

He's also quite handsome. In fact, Du Ting has the capital to be proud of. The oranges on the top of the five hills are also superior in height and figure, but the size is not as big as Song Nanqi.

The commentary continued.

"No. 11 player looks very confident. He looks very strong. He is a difficult opponent. No. 10 looks a little nervous. No. 10 must be steady!"

"No. 11 took the initiative! He punched No. 10 in the face and launched a knee attack on No. 10's abdomen."

"This was a thrilling game. No. 11's hair was plucked. The referee blew his whistle. It is against the rules to pluck his hair. No. 10 was fined a red card."

Ye Jiaqing saw Du Ting blushing, holding his chicken coop head to the side of the stage to drink water, and looked very displeased.

The game continues.

Du Ting was No.4 in the end. He must not be able to compete in the professional group, but he can still get the ranking in the non-professional group.

The competition in the professional group is really much more professional.

Song Nanqi drew 7, and there were only 9 people in total, and everyone's name was on the big screen.

Kickboxing has no rules at all, a full-body contact game.Free fighting does not stick to any routine moves, the purpose is only to win.

Song Nanqi looked very calm offstage, with a bottle of mineral water beside him.

Tang Xuan is the president and the sponsor. He laughed at those non-professionals until his face turned sour, rubbed his face and sat next to Song Nanqi, "It looks okay now." Obviously he wanted to chat with Song Nanqi.

Chatting is Song Nanqi's worst thing.

"Ah."

"You seem to be quite capable of fighting." Tang Xuan looked at Song Nanqi.

Song Nanqi's reaction was still flat, "Normal."

"There," Tang Xuan suddenly raised his finger in the direction Ye Jiaqing was in, "he is very popular at school, right?"

Song Nanqi followed the direction the other party pointed and saw Ye Jiaqing.

He didn't speak.

Tang Xuan withdrew his hand, folded his arms, and said slowly: "He came with a boy to help you sign up that day. As soon as he left, those people in our agency were blown up. Not all of them are gay, and some of them like it. Girls, but they all think your friend is very handsome."

So it's no wonder why Ye Jiaqing is so popular. Some people think he's good-looking, some people think he's pretty, some people think he's gentle, and some people think he's handsome.

In short, he is full of attractiveness, whether as a boyfriend or as a friend, he is always in demand.

"But I prefer the other one." Tang Xuan slowly turned his gaze to Du Ting, who was grabbing water with others, "He looks so fucking good."

Song Nanqi finally took a direct look at Tang Xuan. The other party was leaning on the back of the chair lazily, squinting his eyes slightly. His pampered temperament and face did not look like a good person.

"What are you doing looking at me like that? Brother, it's not a good thing to be too vigilant, and don't judge people by their appearance. Sometimes you think others are little white rabbits, but they might be big bad wolves," Tang Xuan pointed to himself , "Like me, but not many people are as honest as me."

"Okay, it's time for you to play, come on."

The list on the big screen was scrolling, and Song Nanqi's name seemed to appear in the middle.

There were no pictures, only names, and as soon as he stood up, someone started screaming.

Ye Jiaqing covered her ears, it was too noisy.

Song Nanqi was dressed very simply, without a helmet, white short sleeves and black trousers. He looked very cold, and his figure was not as strong as a bear like Du Ting's.

But his opponent is very strong, and it only takes one fist to beat Du Ting, and he can knock him down.

"Now we have noticed that this number 7 is a handsome guy."

"I didn't expect such a handsome guy to appear in the professional group, so we now hope that number 4 will not slap someone in the face."

"Well, now that the competition has officially started, we saw that No. 4 took a very confident step towards No. 7, and he punched No. 7 in the face. It seems that he does not intend to listen to the voices of the audience."

“7号一脚踹在了4号的腹部，漂亮！7号躲开了4号的进攻并绕到4号背后用手肘狠狠给了4号背部一个重击，4号跪倒在地。”

"This is a spike! No. 7 didn't give No. 4 a chance to breathe. He stepped on No. 4's back and crushed him hard. No. 4 was struggling, and No. 4's struggle was ineffective. No. 4 was calling for his mother to help!"

Song Nanqi won calmly, he won number 4, and his opponents were only 8 and 9. Seeing him raise his head and look in his direction, Ye Jiaqing smiled.

Against No. 8, Song Nanqi was almost effortless.

No. 9 is a boy who is about the same size as Song Nanqi. He is a junior from the Physical Education College. He is very sunny and cheerful. As soon as he goes up, he wants to shake hands with Song Nanqi.

"Don't hit me too hard."

But his shots were much more ruthless than Song Nanqi's, and even Tang Xuan stood up. This is the school, and he said before Friday that this kind of play is not allowed, it's just for fun, There's no need to fight like hell.

Fortunately, his opponent was Song Nanqi, not someone else. If he was No. 4, he shouldn't have called his mother for help, he couldn't even call out.

Song Nanqi was originally just a friendly match between classmates, but when he felt that the wind brought by the opponent's punch was aggressive, Song Nanqi raised his eyebrows.

He reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist, and made a roundabout, throwing No. 9's entire back to the ground.

He was quick and ruthless in his strikes. Before that, he just didn't do anything serious. That was because No. 9 didn't threaten his ranking and didn't provoke him.

Today's ranking is meaningful to Song Nanqi, but at other times, he doesn't care about winning or losing.

The commentary began again.

"We can see that handsome guy No. 7 is angry!"

"No. 9 has no power to fight back, so No. 9 surrendered!"

"Let's congratulate handsome guy No. 7!"

Song Nanqi stood up, turned around, and looked in Ye Jiaqing's direction. Perhaps the sharp feeling from the beating hadn't disappeared yet. He looked at Ye Jiaqing with a strong desire before eating.

But that was just a very short, very short second, and even less than a second, this feeling disappeared.

Ye Jiaqing waved to Song Nanqi, and gave him a heartfelt gesture, but he didn't see the rest.

Du Ting was dumbfounded, didn't he, didn't he, Lao Song called it a meeting?This fucking professional is dead, okay?That fist felt like it could break his skull, and he thought of all the jokes he made to Song Nanqi, and his back felt a little chilly.

Song Nanqi wouldn't get up in the middle of the night and beat himself with his fist as a sandbag, right?

Moreover, is Ye Jiaqing sure he will continue to be with him?Ye Jiaqing is so gentle and beautiful, Song Nanqi...he is so cruel! ! !

So when Song Nanqi walked towards him, Du Ting felt that he had his own background music.

Du Ting sat upright, welcoming God of War's visit.

"Help me receive the prize later, I'll go first, thank you."

"Ok, no problem."

The stands on the second floor and the first floor are not the same exit, and two people need to make a big circle to meet, but the toilets are shared.

Ye Jiaqing went to the bathroom before going to Song Nanqi.

While he was washing his hands, two boys came in from the door.

Ye Jiaqing took a look, one of them was number 9, and the other was number 4.

Can't tell, these two are still friends?

"Fuck, I've wanted that alien for a long time."

"Admit it, who knew there were such powerful people in the school."

After No. 9 shushed, he closed the zipper, turned on the faucet at the side, and rushed with only two fingers. Ye Jiaqing looked at it and couldn't help frowning.

"But to be honest, that No. 7 is really handsome, and it's worth it to have a fight with him."

"You like it? Go after it, it should be exciting to be attacked by him."

"Where is the energy, hahahaha?"

What they said became more and more unbearable.

These two people were beaten by Song Nanqi so hard that they couldn't get up, they shouldn't be.

No. 9 was still talking meanly when someone grabbed him by the collar of his clothes from behind. He was so big that he was directly pressed against the wall of the bathroom and couldn't move.

He stretched out his hand to pull at the collar that restrained his neck, Ye Jiaqing made a circle with his backhand, and pressed his elbow against the man's chin.

Only then did No. 9 see that the person who attacked him was a pretty girl? !

But the other party's eyes were dark and prey, a little scary.

"Just now, what did you say about number 7? I didn't hear clearly." Ye Jiaqing curled the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Ye Jiaqing's subordinates were exerting force, No. 4 hurried over to help, Ye Jiaqing looked back at him, "If you don't want to be beaten, get out of here."

Number 4 froze in place.

Who can tell him why such a good-looking boy is so fierce?

Ye Jiaqing was able to push No. 9 up with his elbows, and when No. 9 was almost out of breath, he let go, took two steps back, and said with a smile, "You guys are so unlucky that you insulted me, and I happened to be here. "

"What do you mean, cough, what do you mean?" Number 9 coughed frantically, confused. He knew that he couldn't beat the weak and gentle boy in front of him. Higher.

"It's not interesting. I don't like to hear what you say."

Ye Jiaqing thought it was dirty, so he washed his hands again, "Goodbye."

He waved his hand, and when he passed No. 4, he gave the opponent a leg bend, "Don't block my way."

No. 4 jumped away clutching the crook of his leg, "Hasty, it hurts, it hurts, mom, help me!"

Ye Jiaqing went out from the bathroom, went down the stairs, and saw Song Nanqi standing at the door. He was wearing a coat over his short sleeves. The sky had already darkened and the ground was wet.

It's raining.

No wonder Song Nanqi was still holding an umbrella.

Ye Jiaqing ran under his umbrella and said, "I met two disgusting men in the bathroom, and I scolded them."

Song Nanqi paused, "You know how to curse?"

"Of course," Ye Jiaqing still remembered that he had to praise Song Nanqi after he finished speaking, "I said it's wrong for you to do this, you should strive to be outstanding contemporary college students, respect teachers above, and protect younger siblings below."

"They are really enlightened."

Song Nanqi couldn't help curling the corner of his mouth, "This is not cursing."

"But you're doing the right thing."

How could his good friend be so kind and cute? Song Nanqi was worried that he might be bullied without him.