Chapter 65: Crisis Awareness
For Zhao Meimei, there is no difference between the usual final exams, they are all in the class, and all the previous students have collectively moved from the primary school to the junior high school, the only difference is that the class personnel will be adjusted according to the grades. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Zhao Meimei took the second place in the class, and in order to divide the class, the primary school department released the school year list for the first time.
Zhao Meimei ranked tenth.
Zhao Meimei stared at the black vertical circles on the report card, biting her lip silently, and was shocked.
She has been consistently in the top five of her class since the first grade, and her excellent grades symbolize her mischievous capital in class.
Now she suddenly realized that this capital is very likely to leave her at any time, this cognition made her honestly afraid, and even dreaming at night, she became the head teacher holding a whip while whipping her, while reprimanding, you can't get into the top five, what are you talking about!
On the night when Zhao Meimei knew the results, she held the phone and told Shi Yang about the panic in her heart.
Word by word, sighs, helpless and hopeless.
Shi Yang was lying in his bedroom, locking the door, in the hot summer, only wearing a pair of briefs, with two long legs, swaying to listen to Zhao Meimei, listening, wanting to be happy, holding back, I couldn't hold it back, coughed lightly, and covered the smile in my mouth.
Zhao Meimei said that later, when she ran out of words, she began to repeat what she had said before, and when she finished repeating it a second time, and saw that she was about to start saying it a third time, Shi Yang opened her mouth to stop her endless rambling.
Shi Yang asked: "I asked your brother Chaozi to play tomorrow, will you come?" β
Zhao Meimei instantly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and in a blink of an eye, she forgot the tangled troubles that were still lingering in her heart before, and shouted happily: "Come on!" β
A smile welled up in Shi Yang's eyes: "After playing, how about letting Brother Chaozi treat you to a skewer and eat cold noodles?" β
Zhao Meimei screamed: "I want to eat shabu mutton!" β
Shi Yang looked disgusted: "On a hot day, eat hot pot, you are sick!" β
Zhao Meimei protested: "Do you eat mutton!" I want to eat!! β
"Tsk!" The curvature of the corner of Shi Yang's mouth slowly retracted: "There are more things you want to eat, you see if the slippers are delicious, the rubber bite, you hold and gnaw!" β
Zhao Meimei hurriedly coquettish, and her small voice could shake out a trill: "Brother! Brother! Good brother!! I want to eat lamb!! Brother, you're the best, brotherγγγγγγ β
Shi Yang sighed, with a helpless expression: "Okay!" Okay, okay! Eat! Let's just eat hot pot, okay!! β
Shi Yang felt that he was also cheap, and he was screamed indiscriminately by Zhao Meimei's series of brothers, good brothers, how could he shout that he was so comfortable, and he opened his arms for her and sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman!
Shi Yang plays basketball very well, he is tall, has long arms and legs, and has good bounce power.
Shi Yang and Qu Zongchao followed a group of people in the court to play basketball temporarily, and Zhao Meimei sat on the sidelines, holding Shi Yang and Qu Zongchao's mobile phones, car keys, and mineral water bought in advance, watching them play intently.
Zhao Meimei's gaze was only locked on Shi Yang alone, and other figures that broke into her sight from time to time were automatically blocked by her subconsciously.
Whenever Shi Yang jumped up to shoot the basket, the basketball drew an arc in the air and fell into the basket, Zhao Meimei couldn't help but hold her breath, and her heart pounded as the basketball entered the basket.
Shi Yang was wearing a white vest, and after being soaked by sweat, he firmly attached himself to his body, outlining the alluring outline of his chest and abdominal muscles.
Sometimes when he was happy to fight, Shi Yang would unconsciously lift the vest and directly drag it to wipe the sweat that dripped into his eyes, disturbing his vision.
The vest is lifted to reveal the small half-curved hips from the spine to the waist socket, and then to the waist of the pants that has fallen slightly due to jumping.
Zhao Meimei stared intoxicated, in the sky and on the ground, only her Yangyang brother was left in her eyes, and she felt that whether it was his jumping, or even the action of twisting his body into a strange posture in order to avoid the opponent grabbing the ball, stepping on the ground after his feet were in the air, the moment of sweat was indescribably charming.
Shi Yang and Qu Zongchao are pairs, the two are more vigorous to grab the ball, Qu Zongchao has never fought for Shi Yang, waiting for him to focus on shooting, deliberately make a mistake, taking advantage of the moment Shi Yang landed, he pounced on it and stretched out his hand to pull Shi Yang's shorts.
When Shi Yang stretched out his hand to make amends, he was a step too late, the waistband of his pants hung loosely on his crotch, and the vest was picked up by himself before and pushed to his chest, directly revealing half of his firm ass.
Zhao Meimei's eyes were glued to the half of the buttocks that was bathed in the sun, and was covered with a layer of light by the dazzling gold, and the dark blue shorts fabric seemed to be quite white, but fortunately, it was half covered and half exposed, in Qu Zongchao's words, it was full of waves.
At the end of the ball game, several young men got together, patted each other on the shoulder, and scattered with some talking and laughing.
Shi Yang dragged the vest to wipe his sweat, and followed Qu Zongchao to walk in front of Zhao Meimei.
Zhao Meimei hurriedly handed over a bottle of mineral water.
Qu Zongchao asked Zhao Meimei: "Meimei, am I handsome to play?" β
Zhao Meimei said casually: "Handsome!" β
Zhao Meimei's gaze followed the corner of her eyes and secretly landed on Shi Yang's face, watching him drink half a bottle of water in a few sips, the Adam's apple swayed up and down, and the water leaking from the corner of his mouth slid down the curve of his chin, and the splashed droplets seemed to smash directly into her heart from the air.
Zhao Meimei's ears suddenly turned red, and she quickly avoided her gaze, and a strange throbbing and indescribable feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, and her heart was inexplicably empty.
The three of them walked side by side outside the court, Qu Zongchao suddenly reached out and hugged Zhao Meimei, pressed his head and compared in front of him, and exclaimed: "Oh my God! Meimei, you've grown up! β
Zhao Meimei was hugged by Qu Zongchao coldly, even scared and shy, her face turned red, and before she could reach out to refuse, she was pulled out of Qu Zongchao's arms by Shi Yang.
Shi Yang held Zhao Meimei's wrist, with a slight force, he let go of Zhao Meimei, turned his head to glare at Qu Zongchao, and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! She's not a native grandson, and she won't grow forever! β
Qu Zongchao stretched out his hand and scratched his head, laughing: "Yes, but Meimei, you must not grow too tall, girls are too tall, there should be no boys chasing them." β
Shi Yang raised his leg and kicked people: "Get out!" Don't teach my sister! β
Zhao Meimei stared at the wrist that was grabbed by Shi Yang in a daze, the color of the slight reddish on it shook her heart suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Shi Yang who was playing with Qu Zongchao, and couldn't help grinning and giggling, her heart fluttered and wanted to fly.