Chapter 1 Yan Zhengyi

The first time I met Yan Zheng was on the first day of school in Bauhinia. The weather is nice, the sky is clear, the smiles of pedestrians are on the corners of their mouths, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and there is a beautiful mood and a beautiful figure in the charming sun, in short, I want to play. It is said that I was placed in the special class of Bauhinia Middle School by connection, and the head teacher seems to be my father's classmate. It seems like I can walk sideways at Bauhinia Middle School. But it's better not to offend them, I can't be late.

I walked forward from the gate of Bauhinia Middle School, passed the student dormitory and parking lot, and saw the magnificent playground of Bauhinia Middle School. Maybe you can play ball?

But I was disappointed because there were so many people in the playground that a human wall was built in the middle of the playground. I walked over and saw someone playing full game basketball. I'm a little curious, most of the people who dare to play the whole audience have a few brushes, and there should be a good show.

Then I saw Yan Zheng, I didn't know him at that time, but I could see at a glance that he was very powerful, a kind of momentum emanating from his movements and invisibly. Everyone's movements can reveal your athletic ability, some people walk to make people think that he is very athletic, and some people walk in a way that makes people feel that he is a joke.

There is also momentum, and his momentum can also be felt from the basketball star. Even if you have a TV screen, you will be intimidated by his strong dunk. It's like when you face a tiger, you will be intimidated by the momentum of the beastmaster!

But Yan Zheng's momentum is not aggressive, he just makes you feel that he is playing very well.

Sure enough, it was very powerful, I understood the situation and combined with the points on the scoreboard to know that Yan Zheng's side had the upper hand. His opponent is the sports specialty class in the third year of high school. And Yan Zheng is only a sophomore in high school. Although the development of the sophomore and junior years of high school is similar, after all, there is an extra year of basketball experience. It's still good to win.

Not only is it good, Yan Zheng is 40 points ahead!

The game ended with the whistle of the PE teacher's representative. Yan Zheng and his classmates left the playground, and the surrounding wall of people automatically dispersed. Yan Zheng walked towards me, slung the purple school uniform of Bauhinia Middle School on his shoulders, like a ruffian. "Yo, freshman?" he said to me, sweating.

I don't know why he said this to me for no reason. Later, I asked him, and he smiled and said, "I don't remember, maybe I want to pretend to be a force in front of the freshmen, right? If you were a beautiful girl, I might have thrown off my school uniform and draped it on my body? It's quite awesome, and I've been his little brother since then, and I'll play with him whenever I have the chance. I said, "One more question, why do you wear a winter school uniform on such a hot day?"

"Pretending to be a force! Summer school uniforms are ugly!"

But that's all for later.

Now it should be said that the beginning of the school year, when I was bluffed by Yan Zheng, the class bell had already rang, and I suddenly woke up from the state of bluffing. I'm running away.

When I hurried to the door of the classroom, I saw a middle-aged man standing on the podium, wearing glasses and lowering his head, seriously playing with his mobile phone.

"Report!" I shouted. As a result, this teacher seemed to be a teacher, and he didn't raise his head, so he let me in, and I chose a back seat to sit down. When I looked at the classroom, I saw that there was still a small number of people who did not come.

The teacher didn't care either. When the others came one after another, someone whispered: "The principal is here." ”

Principal? This is my dad's hair, and he is not responsible for my dad's work at all, okay?

The principal finally raised his head, and he said, "The students are here, okay, then now send a copy of the bottom paper, and ask the students in the first row to help send it." The math test, the time is 90 minutes, grasp the time by yourself, and after the test, you can go back to the podium, and come to the Chinese test at two o'clock in the afternoon. The class immediately became noisy, and the headmaster did not tremble. As a result, he walked away after handing out the test papers.

I heard someone in the back row whispering: "The head teacher was late and said that he was in a traffic jam, and he called the principal to ask for help, but the principal left after handing out the test papers.

"Haha! Yours are yours! Alas, hand in the papers early! After handing in the papers, I invite you to go online, I know there is an Internet café nearby!" "Is there really yours? Classmate, are you studying? I still have this delusion! Why do I feel like I have entered a den of thieves now?"

I took the exam carefully for an hour and found that I hadn't touched a book for two months, and my knowledge was a mess. When I looked up, I found that the people were almost gone, and it was indeed a den of thieves!

I scanned the room with my spare eyes to see who was still holding out. A girl in the corner caught my attention, she had a long ponytail, her skin was very white, her head was buried low, and she was still a person who read books when she was serious about doing her questions? I felt relieved, how could most of the people in a class not love reading so much.

Anyway, I went back and continued to write the test paper.

I took four exams in the morning and afternoon in two days, and there must be a lot of time, so let's go home after the exam, there is no one at home, so I still go to the playground to play.

The classmates quickly mingled and discussed going to the Internet café to open the black, I also wanted to go, but I still stayed away from the Internet café. They laughed and left the classroom as I walked straight to the playground.

Seniors still love basketball, and many of them play basketball. I'm also lucky enough to be able to join a passerby every time. The distribution of strength is fairly even, and there is no one-sided situation. Of course, I was the worst basketball player in the group.

It was only when I saw our homeroom teacher, a fat man who taught math, that I officially started the class. He announced the results of our bottom paper, and I was the highest, incredible. And it's miserable. I subconsciously looked for a girl, but I was flattered when the head teacher suddenly appointed me as the class president.

After school, a few boys came running over and shouted to the class leader! I was flattered again, and I said what are you doing? They said mysteriously, "Let's celebrate! Class leader, we invite you to go to the Internet!" "Wow! What are you celebrating? Am I going to be the class leader?" "I'm not going, thank you." "When you are the class leader, you have to have a good relationship with your classmates, right?" "Thank you so much, no!

As a result, the boys seemed to whisper a few words, but I didn't hear them clearly, and they left.

I picked up the basketball and ran to the playground, it was already dark at about four o'clock in the afternoon, I guessed it was going to rain, I didn't bring an umbrella, it was better to go home first. I ran to the gymnasium of Bauhinia Middle School to joke, the city tennis training center is here, the area is large enough, I heard that the land originally zoned as an art building has been occupied. The principal is wise! I guess there will be a lot of basketball courts! I don't have to worry about whether it rains or not. If it rains, you can't play in the open air. Or indoor field insurance. Such a magnificent sports building is a good thing to visit.

As a result, there was only one basketball court in the gymnasium, and the rest of the stadium was the spectator platform, the rostrum, and the tennis competition venue! I was disappointed! Sure enough, Bauhinia attaches great importance to tennis! There are still many students who are good at sports. Will anyone choose basketball?

There are people practicing on the tennis court, but there are also people practicing on the basketball court.

It's him, Yan Zheng.