CHAPTER XIV
She walked towards the dormitory building, leaving me standing there in a daze!--she just ...... What was said?
Shaking my head, I guess there shouldn't be anything...... Then I walked to the school gate alone......
"Lin Yutong!"
"Meng Yang?"
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So the two of them slowly got acquainted. "Why are you still here?" "This one!" he pulled out a dark brown basketball from behind him!
"Basketball?"
"That's right!"
I pouted, stuck out my index finger, and struck the bulging thing a few times, hard, sturdy—was it so appealing?
To be honest, I really don't know anything about basketball!
"Are you on the varsity team?"
"Not yet! I will choose it tomorrow!" he put down the ball and took out the white ** bag that was tucked under his arm on the edge of his purple jersey. "Then today~~"
"That's it!—here's the entry sheet for the participating teams!"
I remembered that a minute ago, the girl seemed to be holding something like this. "Hmm...... That should congratulate you!"
"Let's talk about it when the list is released the day after tomorrow!" he replied with a smile!
"I'm sure you can, so it's the same now!"
"Really?" he paused.
"It's not that you don't have confidence in yourself! you're going to lose!" I turned. I just saw him staring into my eyes, distant and bright.
The bright smile on his lips returned. "How so, I'm confident in myself!" I nodded. "That's good!"
Meng Yang, you must also know that the opponent is very strong! If you want to enter the school team, it is not so easy! Come on......
The next morning, I walked into the classroom, and as soon as I returned to my seat, my first instinct was to turn around to look at Zhou Qingyang.
I happened to see him looking at me with his eyes open, and he didn't even blink, and those two "cute" little red pimples got bigger and ...... I pressed him coldly in the face......
"Ahh
Well...... It's harder too!
I playfully teased him, "Why isn't it okay!"
"It's not you yet! I spent an afternoon yesterday, and it got bigger and bigger, especially the ......."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was endlessly complaining......
After a while, Suzuko also stretched out his hand, and he immediately jumped far away: "You are still here!
She just smiled angrily, and then, nudging me, "Hitomi...... You...... Something's wrong!"
I still haven't stopped laughing.
"No!" I don't remember what happened to me, I thought hard, it's over, it can't be that I didn't pay attention to it yesterday......
"Suzuko, you ...... yesterday"
I leaned closer to her ear and whispered.
"What?"
She shouted, contrary to the usual image of a lady. "Lin Yutong, you told me you forgot, it was still yesterday......"
However, the most terrifying thing is not the male voice coming from afar-"Zeng Ruoling!"
Zhou Qingyang's voice suddenly came out, and Suzuko immediately stopped talking to me, and three seconds later, she and Zhou Qingyang both disappeared in front of me at the same time.
I stood there in a daze, not knowing who went out first, who was behind, who wanted to catch whom, who wanted to escape, only the two words Suzuko said in the air seemed to be still echoing - "It's over!"
Twenty minutes later, I finally understood what was going on.
It is a common practice in Chinese classes to take turns to speak, and today it was Zhou Qingyang's turn, and he asked Lingzi to ask me for help......
On the other side, a long-haired girl didn't have a good face.
"Hey, still angry!" I whispered.
Suzuko frowned and shouted: "Yesterday you treated him like that, I want to give you a chance to 'help' him......!
She pointed to the blue spots on her arms, she must have "fought" with Zhou Qingyang just now, in fact, she is not as quiet as her appearance in her bones!
I just glanced at her, and if I wanted to help him, let's just say it!--Look at Zhou Qingyang again, he is a little pitiful, and now he is being "abused" by Xiaoluo......
I touched her arm lightly - a little red.
"Hey...... It hurts, you don't know I'm 'hurting.'"
"Alright, alright, I'll rub it for you!"
"But why didn't you hear me yesterday...... Hey......"
I deliberately tried it, and sure enough, she didn't say any more...... I don't want to talk about Yin Zixin at all, except for Xiao Luo, no one in the class knows that I know Yin Zixin, and I don't know with Xiao Luo, how deep my friendship with Yin Zixin is, in fact, I don't know......
"That damn Zhou Qingyang, so hard! I helped him yesterday, and he actually ......"
"You're not bad!" I turned my head, and Zhou Qingyang pointed to the little red pox on his right cheek while "boasting" at Suzuko. I keenly observed that the pimple on the left side of his face, which had become red and swollen, was probably Suzuko's masterpiece.
However, I didn't speak, just rubbed the bruise on her left hand, and it was better not to speak at this time......!" You deserve it!Ouch, Hitomi-chan, you can be lighter!"
"How do you specialize in my left cheek!"
"I'm sorry ..."
Suzuko answered him seriously, "Next time I will try to help you symmetry." ”
"What, and next time, you girl ......"
He was about to speak, but at this time, the Chinese teacher walked in......
Even though I prayed a thousand times in my heart that she would forget about the "speech......"!
"Whose turn is it today!" shattered all my delusions.
"I don't know, teacher......" Zhou Qingyang yelled casually, for fear that others wouldn't hear it, so it's okay if he didn't yell it.
"Zhou Qingyang, it was Song Chuanyu yesterday, and today it should be you! I should be not mistaken, everyone applauded and welcomed......" The class applauded, but the helplessness in it, I'm afraid only a few of us know......
Although the Chinese teacher has just graduated, but it is beyond the usual strictness, last time just because he didn't hand in his homework, that classmate was punished for copying books plus ideological education, that Zhou Qingyang, isn't it......
I seemed to see in it the spirit of "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers"! I couldn't help but close my eyes and wait......
"Teacher!" was Suzuko's voice.
More than fifty pairs of eyes looked at the girl beside me.
"Didn't you ask us to collect information about Xu Zhimo yesterday?"
A hint of consternation flashed in the teacher's eyes, but he immediately changed to understanding.
"Yes......! Let's ask Zeng Ruoling to introduce this poet to us first!"
The class was strangely quiet, and I didn't understand why she was going up......
(To be continued.) )