Chapter Twenty-Four: The Formal Meeting
He Fang Wenke walked out of the sports room, but inadvertently ran into Zhao Jun at the door, that is, the owner of the black umbrella, the initiator of the conflict between me and Jiang Yun.
"Brother! What are you doing here? Isn't there no training in taekwondo today? Fang Wenke saw Senior Zhao Jun and greeted him familiarly, and I stood aside and looked up and down at the sturdy Zhao Jun in front of me.
"Ao, it's nothing, I want to practice by myself today, there is a campus street dance qualifier the day after tomorrow, I am responsible for the opening dance, sharpening the gun."
"Ahh It turns out that you are in charge of the opening dance! Elder brother! You can also do hip-hop dancing! Fang Wenke said.
"WELL, FRESHMEN AND SOPHOMORES ALWAYS DANCE POPPING, YOU FORGOT ABOUT IT!" The corners of Zhao Jun's mouth rose slightly, and then he scratched his head with a little blush.
This is the first time I have observed Zhao Jun's appearance up close, from the first time I saw his back in the morning jog to now, he is no different from what I expected, thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, quite Zhao Youting's demeanor, the same muscular man, but there will be dimples when he laughs.
Zhao Jun is not like a senior, but like a big child, no wonder Jiang Yun would be so devoted to him.
"This should be your girlfriend! No wonder you kid hasn't come to practice taekwondo recently, it turns out that he has a side job! Zhao Jun said.
"Brother! Don't laugh at me! ”
Fang Wenke's face flushed slightly, he looked at me, and then introduced Zhao Jun to me.
This is the first time I have officially greeted Zhao Jun, although it is the first time, Zhao Jun and I are like old friends who have known each other for a long time, smiling and nodding at each other.
I think the reason why we can nod our heads without embarrassment and tacit understanding is because we all know that Jiang Yun likes Zhao Jun.
However, before I could tell Zhao Jun about the black umbrella, Fang Wenke took me out of the sports room.
Walking out of the main building, the sky is already a little dark, although it is summer, but seeing the sky gradually getting shorter, it also indicates that autumn and winter are coming.
Fang Wenke and I didn't take a few steps towards the school gate when a delicate voice behind us stopped Fang Wenke and me.
I turned around, it was Li Yue. Of course, there is also Zhu Yang beside her.
I stood there embarrassed, Fang Wenke was also a little helpless in the face of this situation, and then the two of us watched in a daze as Li Yue took Zhu Yang's hand and walked straight here.
"Unnamed, I heard that you are also participating!" Li Yue said.
Li Yue's baby voice invaded my eardrums directly, and a very ordinary meeting sentence seemed both provocative and disgusting at the moment.
"Yes, participate." I replied with a blank face.
"Jumping breaking? I heard Zhu Yang say that you were very keen on this dance when you were in high school, you are really a female man! Li Yue covered her lips with her slender unshapely right hand as she spoke, and chuckled a few times.
At this moment, my heart is overturning, and countless grass and mud horses are galloping in the wilderness.
What's wrong with my girl? Do I have problems jumping BK? What kind of slut are you doing like eating sour horns! Demonstrations don't have to be like this!
Fang Wenke saw that I was holding back a wave of anger and didn't speak, and he immediately said in response to the situation: "My family's unknown dance skills are not a joke, you have to be careful on the day of the competition!" ”
Li Yue saw that I didn't speak, and she had achieved her goal of attacking me with words, so she didn't continue to say anything that made me collapse.
She said "I'll see you later" to me, and then pulled Zhu Yang away.
The second before they left, I glanced up at Zhu Yang, who was still expressionless and impassive.
Actually, I really hope that Zhu Yang can say a few words, even if it is a demonstration before the game, because I really want to hear his voice, even if it is heartbreaking.
Fang Wenke seemed to see through what I was melancholy, he put his arm around my shoulder, sighed quietly, and then said, "It would be nice if you could let him go." ”
I didn't answer, I just looked up at him and smiled and said, "I'm a lovely man!" Am I going to be tormented by this little thing! ”
In fact, my heart clearly told me that I had been tormented by this little thing and could not cry silently.
At this moment, I have 10,000 feelings of guilt towards Fang Wenke.