"Drow, what are you doing here?!" Luo Jian stopped moving, and watched as Zhuoer grabbed his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

"Let her go." Rojan tried to speak again, but Drow stopped him.

The black diamond nail on Drow's nose gleamed in the sunlight, and the boy's expression was unquestionably serious.

Luo Jian finally let go of his hand, and his eyes were burning like fire staring at Meng Shuixin.

Meng Shuixin turned to leave.

Lin Chuyang is not Luo Jian, so he naturally doesn't care about Zhuoer, ignoring the two people who want to catch up with the girl, but the blonde boy in front of him moves a step and blocks his way.

Lin Chuyang's whole person exuded a cold aura, he didn't speak, but it made people shudder.

Drow pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket, took one out, and lit a fire.

Smoke slowly came out of the young man's mouth, his voice was not loud, but with obvious unkindness: "I said, let her go......"

When Meng Shuixin entered the basketball court, it was already bustling inside.

Today's game is to decide which team will represent Yunyang City in the National High School League, and students from almost all schools in Yunyang City came to watch the game, and there were several rows of people standing behind them.

"Meng Shuixin, here and here!" Meng Shuixin followed the voice and found that Yang Yu and his classmates had already occupied a large number of seats.

And next to them sat Wen Jingrong.

All the seats around the boy were empty, and the basketball court was overcrowded, but no one stepped forward to sit down.

In the noisy crowd, Wen Jingrong's surroundings were like wearing shields, and no one dared to speak, making the teenager look abrupt on the entire noisy and excited basketball court.

Meng Shuixin walked over and sat next to Wen Jingrong under the gaze of everyone.

Time stood still for a moment, everyone looked at the boy, and after a few minutes, Wen Jingrong was still as usual, and the air around him seemed to start flowing again.

Originally, it was a basketball court with mixed smells, but as soon as he sat next to Wen Jingrong, it seemed to be slow and quiet for a moment, and the faint fragrance of peppermint handmade soap on the teenager's body made people sober.

"Meng Shuixin, why are you so slow, just your last one, I'm ready to find you!" Yang Yu said as he took off his clothes to reveal the sportswear inside, "I'll warm up first, remember to cheer me on!" ”

Meng Shuixin nodded.

Looking at the cheerleaders of the second middle school who were about to play on the field, Mo He had to say that he was very prominent among them, and the girl's face like a doll attracted the attention of many boys on the field.

"Why are you here?" Meng Shuixin asked Wen Jingrong, but his eyes looked at the field, Lin Chuyang walked to Mo He's side, not knowing what he was talking about, but the young man looked at himself from the stands.

Meng Shuixin's eyes darkened.

Lin Chuyang, in order to get the Meng family, you really don't care about anything.

"Why wouldn't I come?" Wen Jingrong said as he moved Meng Shuixin's face towards him with his hands like mutton fat jade, "Meng Shuixin, you have to be attentive when talking to others, this is politeness. ”

Meng Shuixin looked at Wen Jingrong's eyes, the young man's eyes were like the most beautiful masterpiece of God, not deliberately carved, like a translucent jade, with indelible brilliance and attraction.

Meng Shuixin never believed that there would be a so-called shocking man in a novel in this world, but this young man seemed to exist specifically to break his own cognition.

If everyone couldn't see Wen Jingrong, Meng Shuixin would wonder if this young man was a beautiful fantasy in his heart.

"Meng Shuixin, are you distracted......" Wen Jingrong let go of Meng Shuixin's face, smiled gently, and with an unknowable magnetic field, let the female classmates around him look at him secretly.

Meng Shuixin saw his slightly obsessive gaze in Wen Jingrong's eyes, couldn't help laughing, and then said: "Beauty, there is no way, you are too charming, I can't help it~"

Yes, how could this teenager be fantasized by himself?

How can a person who imagines such an abyss-like eye......

Wen Jingrong didn't speak, but took out a light gray striped handkerchief and a retro European small hand mirror from his school bag, and there was a small but delicate sandalwood comb behind the small hand mirror, which made people just want to watch it and was reluctant to use it.

Meng Shuixin looked at himself in the mirror with the laziness of just waking up, the key is that his lip gloss ran to the side a little bit, if he didn't know that it was because of sleeping, he would want to be crooked.

While dealing with himself, Meng Shuixin asked Chen Tian, who was sitting in front, "How is the house?" ”

"Well, Wen Jingrong has helped me find a suitable house, and the rent is also suitable." Chen Tian said as he helped his glasses, "You don't have to worry, he is teaching me how to control my eyes......"

"Beauty, you are so kind~" Meng Shuixin's action of wiping his mouth paused.

Wen Jingrong looked at the girl and was silent.

The young man just looked at himself like this, making Meng Shuixin inexplicably think of that night, it was this delicate face that wiped his cheeks in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Meng Shuixin turned his head to Chen Tian and adjusted his mind:

"So how are you doing now?"

Chen Tian lifted his glasses and said, "I'm slowly getting acquainted." ”

At this time, the on-court basketball game is about to start, and the cheerleaders' performance has just ended, and the two teams have taken the court one after another.

The first time Meng Shuixin saw Zhuoer wearing a basketball uniform, the last time he was in the fifth middle school, he had not seen Zhuoer playing, but he had heard more.

Looking at the boy now, the sportswear looks very wide on his body.

In addition to being tall, Drow does not have a little bit of boyish muscles on his body like other athletes.

He was thin, and even more vulnerable to the crowd of tall athletes, making people worry about whether he would be knocked down.

But his slender figure makes the whole person look perfectly proportioned, and his golden hair and five pale yellow jerseys complement each other, and his every move carries an uninhibited and dismissive temperament.

When the game began, the field erupted in amazing shouts from time to time.

Meng Shuixin doesn't know much about basketball, but he can also feel that Zhuoer is comfortable on the court.

No. 2 Middle School was a little behind in scores, but Yang Yu worked hard.

However, in front of the well-trained basketball team of No. 5 Middle School, the disadvantage of the No. 2 Middle School team is very obvious.

I saw the two teams fighting in the midfield, and Yang Yu passed by with the ball.

Suddenly, Yang Yu knelt down in the center of the court, the basketball slipped from his hand, the sharp referee's whistle sounded, and the audience suddenly fell silent!

Looking at Yang Yu who fell to the ground holding his legs with his hands, Meng Shuixin and Chen Tian stood up at the same time!

------Off topic------

What's going on? Is the artichoke swollen?

Will there be a problem with the ball game~?

Yesterday I took away a lot of good songs from everyone, thank you~ Hehe, listen to the song, there is a lot of inspiration~

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!

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