"Xinyi—!"

Suddenly, the referee blew the whistle and the game was suspended.

The originally noisy gymnasium suddenly seemed to be still.

Jiayu quickly rushed to Xinyi's side and picked her up.

"Cheer up, Xinyi!"

The ghost is gone, so it must have disappeared for a while and hidden.

The other players also hurriedly surrounded him, looked at Xinyi in Jiayu's arms, and thought: It can't be dead......

Xinyi's head was dizzy, and a large bag immediately swollen from the place where she was hit by the basketball. She was really miserable, she was possessed by an evil spirit and her body was about to fall apart, and now she was hit in the head by a basketball under the ghost.

The design of the basketball court makes it clear to the audience at a glance every corner of the court. Gradually, there was a discussion at the table, nothing more than "who is that woman" and "why is Han Jiayu holding her", the discussion became louder and louder, and the gymnasium began to become noisy again.

The dormitory directors also stood up, leaned against the railing, and looked down worriedly.

"My foot is just right, and my head is injured again, Xinyi, is she too old this year......" Sister Han Drama said worriedly while covering her mouth.

On the periphery of the venue, Jiayu also looked at her distressedly. The impact of the basketball hit made Xinyi can't help but shed tears, and seeing the crystal drop slipping down the corner of Xinyi's eyes, Jiayu's heart was full of anger.

"Feiyu, substitution."

Yuan Feiyu was stunned for a moment, and then: "Huh? Oh. With a sigh, he took off his T-shirt and exposed the red jersey.

With eight minutes to go and six points separating the sides from the end of the first half, if you want to make the second half less stressful, you have to hold on to the lead by six points at the end of the first half.

With Han Jiayu here, of course there is no problem. But now if he's going to go......

The second- and third-year members of the software department couldn't help but worry, but after reading his expression, no one dared to say anything to keep him going until the end of the first half of the game.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Yang Yang also squatted down, oh, he was hit by the brute force of the gorilla, and it hurt to look at it.

Xinyi's eyes flashed with Venus, and Jiayu in front of her had become a double shadow, and as soon as she opened her mouth, a crying whimper gushed out of her throat.

Seeing this, Wen Hui also hurriedly squatted down, gently brushed Xinyi's hair, and examined the part where she was hit.

"It's swollen, there's Yunnan Baiyao aerosol in the locker room, first-grader, go get it."

When a young man heard this, he immediately ran to the locker room passage.

"How's it going, can you start playing?" The referee walked over with the ball and asked.

"Ah, yes, yes. I'll change No. 4, change people. Yuan Feiyu hurriedly did a few warm-up exercises and said to the referee.

The game continued to start, Wen Hui and they went on the court to continue the game, and Jiayu picked up Xinyi and came to his team's team seat, the substitute player immediately gave up his position, Jiayu carefully put her on the seat, leaned down to check her head.

"Xinyi, are you disgusting? Do you feel chest tightness and want to throw up? ”

"It's okay......"

Xinyi wanted to rub the swollen area, but Jiayu gently grabbed her hand.

"Don't touch it."

The first-grader came back from a run with the medicine and handed it to Jiayu, who pulled the lid open, gently brushed her hair with one hand, and aimed the spout at the swollen area with the other.

"It may hurt a little, bear with me."

As soon as the cool spray came into contact, Xinyi's body trembled reflexively, she hissed a sad scream, her head tilted, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Jiayu leaned forward, fixed her head in his own arm and hugged her, not letting her move.

"Well, bear with me a little."

Intimate movements, gentle words. The scene in front of them was deeply engraved in the eyes of the juniors, and it was not okay to continue to cheer for the athletes on the field, nor was it to stare at these two people.

In the audience, most of the audience had no intention of watching the game, and their burning eyes were shooting at Jiayu who was holding Xinyi, and they talked from time to time, especially above the head of the software team seat, someone actually grabbed the railing and looked down with his head, and he was not afraid of planting it.

The coolness of Yunnan Baiyao did not make Xinyi sober, but it was the noisy discussion above her head that made her sober. Suddenly remembering the blue ghost's cun, he hurriedly said, "Jiayu, there was a spirit ...... just now."

"I know."

Only Jiayu himself knows what kind of difficulty these three words he squeezed out of his throat.

The moment the pass was out of control and the ball smashed into Xinyi, Jiayu saw the ghost standing next to Xinyi, looking proud.

Darn! Why wasn't it found earlier?

I felt the tendons in my arm against my cheek begin to tense, and the noise above my head dissipated from Xinyi's ears like a low tide.

"Jiayu."

He was angry, angry. Xinyi can feel it.

The impact of the Xia Wenbin incident on Jiayu is still there, although Jiayu's self-control ability has always been very good, but witnessing Xinyi's injury, he can't guarantee that he can still control his angry feelings.

"You help me take care of her."

After instructing the juniors like this, Jiayu walked in the direction of the locker room.

"Jiayu!"

All the sounds coming from the arena were softer than Xinyi's call, and even if he could distinguish the one that belonged to Xinyi from all the voices, he would not look back.

The Grim Reaper's props are locked in a closet in the locker room.

Wait and see.

The bright red No. 4 jersey is hidden in the shadowy passage.

"Classmate, can you drink some water?"

The kind team member handed over a bottle of pulsation and helped Xinyi unscrew the cap.

"Ah, thank you......"

But Xinyi couldn't drink at all at this time, the nausea caused by the impact on her head had not disappeared, and coupled with the actions of Jiayu who was worried, she couldn't drink a drop of water.

Jiayu in this state, after finding that ghost, can he calm himself down, patiently listen to the other party's affection and then surpass him?

"God, the Department of Foreign Languages is catching up!"

I don't know who shouted, Xinyi looked at the scoreboard. The score is now 48:44 for the software department, and there are only five minutes left before the end of the first half, which is only four points away.

After Han Jiayu got off the field, the Department of Foreign Languages replaced the No. 13 player, and Yuan Feiyu had no way to be able to control the whole court like Jiayu.

It's really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave.

Wen Hui finally grabbed the rebound, but at this time, his body suddenly tilted, and the basketball in his hand was thrown unnaturally, which was a passing error in everyone's eyes, and the ball went to the hands of the foreign language team members.

There was an uproar.

Behind Wen Hui, the pale blue figure showed a weird smile, and when he appeared on the court again, he no longer shouted to let himself play, but used the convenience of the spirit body to start making trouble for the software department.

Wen Hui also vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the counterattack of the foreign language department made him have no time to think about this, so he let out a "tsk" and quickly returned to defense.

How bad, Xinyi thought.

Perhaps sensing Xinyi's gaze, the blue ghost looked at Xinyi and grimaced.

With 2 minutes left before the end of the first half, it seems that he wants to make as much trouble as possible and make frequent mistakes in the software department to make up for the lost points.

Just when the ghost thought that he could continue to succeed, Jiayu appeared in the black robe of the underworld.

The sportswear with the black robe looks particularly funny, but Xinyi can't laugh at all at the moment.

Jiayu's hand, clenching the scythe of death. The silver blade glowed in the spotlight, and the brilliance was dazzling.

Xinyi couldn't see Jiayu's expression.

But the ghost could see it, and was ready to interfere with Yang Yang's movements.

The ghost had never seen a strange person in such a costume, but he couldn't laugh at him anymore.

For some reason, this line suddenly flashed in the ghost's mind: "Today is a good day to kill, and now is a good time to kill." ”

A gust of wind howled from behind, and the athletes passed through the ghost's body and brushed shoulders with Jiayu's spirit.

The wind is a bit cold.

A biting chill hit the whole body.

The scythe was raised at this moment.

The ghost's body is already within the scythe's attack range, and Jiayu only needs to hook it back, and the ghost's body will be cut in half.

The ghost is finally scared.

"Slow, slow! What do you want to do with that scythe? …… I see, you're the Grim Reaper too! You want to overdo me, don't you? Let's talk! Let's talk! ”

The ghost's voice is really loud. When people are in a panic, they always have to raise their voices, and the spirit is no exception.

But Jiayu didn't want to listen to his nonsense.

There is no need to listen to it.

This kind of Jiayu made Xinyi feel scared and strange.

No matter what that spirit does, he is not an evil spirit after all.

Jiayu, do you want to slash an ordinary Earthbound Spirit with a scythe?

Also, what did he mean by "also"?

Xinyi hurriedly got up from her seat, deliberately making a loud noise when the chair rubbed against the floor.

She hoped that Jiayu would notice her.

As a result, Ling was looking at her, only glanced at her, and immediately said to Jiayu: "Yes, yes!" It's because I smashed her, you're angry, aren't you? It's not right for me to smash her! I apologize! I apologize! Actually, I just want the foreign language department to win the competition! Actually......"

The scythe has been swung!

A thunderous slash.

The ghost's panicked expression froze on its face, and a black mist appeared on the part of the spirit that had been cut off by the scythe, and the air became distorted, like a black hole. Then a whirlwind rolled up from within, and the wind was so strong that the spirit was sucked in, and before it could even let out a wail, it was swallowed up by the shadows.

At this time, the referee's whistle blew and the first half was over.

Faculty of Software 50:48 Faculty of Foreign Languages

It's only two points short.

The athletes began to walk towards their respective team seats.

"How did you get up? Don't get dizzy? ”

Xinyi looked at Jiayu's back in a daze, and in Wen Hui's eyes, she was looking in the direction of the score board.

Wen Hui then smiled comfortingly.

'Don't worry, we'll keep the score going in the second half. You're still feeling bad, come, sit down quickly. Wen Hui looked at the team seat, "What about Jiayu?" ”

Xinyi pursed her lips.

Wen Hui said: "Ah, if it's very uncomfortable, don't talk yet." ”

Wen Hui helped her sit down and sat down next to her.

Jiayu also moved at this time, he glanced in Xinyi's direction, then put away his sickle and walked towards the locker room.

In less than a minute, Jiayu, who had taken off his underworld robe, returned.

"Where did you go?" Wen Hui asked.

Yang Yang also came to join in the fun: "Boss, we are only two points away from being chased by others." ”

"I have eyes, I can see."

…… Ah, I don't think I'm in a good mood.

Originally, everyone wanted to ask Jiayu about his tactics in the second half, but now no one dared to approach him to talk.

Jiayu walked straight up to Xinyi and leaned down.

The shadow shrouded her whole body, and his appearance made Xinyi inexplicably afraid, this sense of oppression even made her unable to breathe smoothly, her chest couldn't help but shrink, and her stomach was tumbling, and she was sour.

Jiayu ruffled her hair to see how well the swelling would be reduced, and as soon as her fingertips touched, her head ran away.

Jiayu's hand froze in midair.

But he immediately chased after him.

Wen Hui sat next to Xinyi, and if she leaned over there any further, she should have put it on Wen Hui's shoulder.

She had nowhere to dodge and closed her eyes in fear.

The gentle touch of the palm came from the top of his head, and Jiayu's movements were extremely gentle, just like he used to be, just now, he seemed to be just a phantom in a dream.

"Did I scare you?" Jiayu's voice was still as gentle as ever.

Xinyi cautiously opened her eyes, raised her head, and met him face to face. Jiayu had recovered into her familiar appearance, looking at her quietly, her expression as gentle as a spring breeze.

“…… Jiayu? It was as if he was making sure that he was standing in front of him if he was himself.

"Hmm."

When I was touched by that fingertip, it was like a seizure, and I wanted to cry. Xinyi hugged him tightly, trying to figure out Guò touch to make sure it was him in front of her. "What the hell happened to you......?"

"Does your head still hurt badly?"

Xinyi in her arms, clinging to his shirt, her tears already wet his placket.

As a result, she still didn't control it. It's a shame to cry out in front of everyone.

"Can you wait a while before hugging?" Wen Hui risked his life to admonish, "The halftime break is only ten minutes, should we determine the personnel and tactics for the second half?" ”

"I continued to play in the second half."

Jiayu was still holding her, her face was completely buried in his arms, and others couldn't see her tears.

Xinyi didn't accuse him of the improper de-spiriting behavior just now, which made Jiayu very grateful.

That must have scared her. Just let her cry, and she will feel good when she cries.

"Then I won't play in the second half." Yang Yang stretched out his hands, "I see that my sister-in-law is very weak, so I will stay and take care of her." ”

In fact, he wanted to give up the opportunity to play to others, but he expressed it in a way that he didn't want others to be grateful.

Monkeys are free and easy by nature and never want the gratitude of others.

Jiayu was funny: "Is it a combination of a monkey and a big cat?" ”

"Big cat?"

Everyone didn't understand what Jiayu meant by this, and Xinyi in her arms moved, retracted her hand around Jiayu, grabbed his jersey and wiped her face violently.

Jiayu smiled lightly. He didn't mind if her clothes were used as a rag, as long as the girl's hair leaked out.

"It's fine." Jiayu said, "You two can take care of each other. ”

The monkey protested: "What do you mean! ”

As a result, in the midst of the noise, Jiayu completed the tactical arrangement. There are a few minutes left, the rest of the break, the warm-up of the warm-up.

In the audience, before the second half of the game began, spectators began to hurry up to use the toilet or go to the supermarket in front of the stadium to buy some water and snacks.

Of course, there are also girls who refuse to even let go of the intermission and stare at Jiayu.

Among them was a girl standing in the last row of the audience with her back against the wall, but unlike other girls, she looked at Jiayu's eyes.

It's not a fiery love, but a playful search.

Ever since Xinyi was hit by the ball, she had been watching him.

"I see, that girl is Han Jiayu's weakness."

The woman crossed her arms and had a deep expression that did not fit her age.

"Miss, you're here!"

A middle-aged man hurriedly trotted over, he was not short, but under his fat and strong physique, he always felt like a dwarf, and from a distance, it looked like a ball bouncing in this direction - of course, this statement is not without exaggeration.

His round face had a small tufted beard, like a goat's mane, which added a bit of a mature man's flavor. There was a stack of texts tightly clamped in his armpits, which seemed to be quite important, and it was no wonder that his trotting posture was a little strange.

The woman just glanced at him, and her gaze returned to Jiayu's body.

The man stood still in front of her, took two breaths, and handed Wen Jiàn to her, "Miss, it's all done." Wait until the next semester starts, and you'll be able to enroll. ”

The woman took the text and flipped it casually.

Title: University Transfer Application

Text: (omitted)

Applicant: Ouyang Jinhui

He threw it back to him, "Just do it." Then he took out a small crystal bottle from his coat pocket and threw it to him, "Take it." ”

The man took the bottle and looked at it, shocked: "Miss! What about the Earthbound Spirits in this? ”

"Be quiet, I'll let it out."

"This ...... The eldest young master knows that he will scold me to death! ”

"Afraid of what? I'll carry it. Besides, I've gathered better information than the value of this Earthbound Spirit. ”

Ouyang Jinhui's gaze returned to Jiayu on the team seat again, and smiled with interest.

"Han Jiayu, who has always prided himself on being overtaken in an orthodox way, has now slapped himself and violated it, Lao Qiu, what do you mean by that?"

“…… This, miss, you know I'm stupid. ”

Ouyang Jinhui snorted, "This means that Han Jiayu's impregnable line of reason has now been shaken by someone. And what kind of person is this...... Ouyang Jinhui looked at Xinyi, "If it can be used by our Ouyang family, my brother will definitely be able to turn defeat into victory." ”

Lao Qiu clapped his hands, "Miss, you are so tall!" ”

"Uh-huh."

The second half of the game is about to start, and Ouyang Jinhui is not interested in continuing to watch.

"Go home, Old Qiu."

She had to hurry up and report this situation to Big Brother, and she had to plan their Ouyang family's Ten Thousand Souls Plan.