When training the next morning, He Qingping learned that the school women's basketball team lost by a large score in the first game of the qualifiers. The opponent www.biquge.info lost to was a school in a neighboring province called Siyuan Middle School.

In the gymnasium, all the women's basketball players, including Guan Yimei, looked very decadent, and they were listless even during training. It didn't take long for everyone to sit next to them out of breath and rest. As the only boy in the gymnasium, He Qingping felt that he had an obligation to say something to comfort everyone's emotions.

"It's Siyuan Middle School, right, it's okay, we'll go over and avenge you in two weeks!"

After winning yesterday's game, the men's basketball team has also proved its ability, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this year's No. 2 Middle School is stronger than in previous years, and may really be able to get a better ranking. Zhao Qianshan came forward to apply, and the school also approved the training time for the men's basketball team's evening self-study. So now the men's basketball team has two training sessions a day, morning and evening, and there is more time. In view of the lack of physical strength for heavy tasks, the morning time is used to train physical fitness, and in the evening some simple confrontation training and technical and tactical training.

Zhao Qianshan's current position is still a physical education teacher, and the coach of the basketball team is only part-time. Originally, the principal's side meant, since your old man has already left the mountain, it won't be over if he directly hands over the heavy responsibility to you. But Zhao Qianshan didn't agree, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his head.

Now that the members of the men's basketball team have gone out to run, they have left the gymnasium and He Qingping to the women's basketball team.

Everyone in the women's basketball team rolled their eyes at He Qingping, boys and girls fight, you are embarrassed. Only Guan Yimei smiled at him, changed the topic and said: "I haven't congratulated you yet, you won the first game, and you won the relatively strong Qifan Middle School, the school has already spread, this year's national competition, Longyuan No. 2 Middle School men's basketball team will definitely go further." ”

He Qingping touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, and said modestly: "That...... Winning is actually everyone's credit, and I, as the team's main point guard, just helped everyone play the ball, haha. ”

After this period of growth, our He Qingping has also become smarter, just changing the way he put it, turning the embarrassment of not scoring into a conscientious credit and hard work.

Guan Yimei didn't care about his boasting, as if she remembered something, and asked casually: "By the way, I heard that there are female classmates who came to take pictures of you, do you know them?" Guan Yimei's "female classmates" are particularly heavy.

"You're talking about Zheng Jiayi," He Qingping continued to boast heartlessly: "She is a member of the Literature Society, and we have known each other before. This time, I heard that I had a competition, so I came to help us take pictures, and said that I wanted to shoot a photo album or something, haha, but I refused. ”

"That's right," Guan Yimei lowered her head and asked softly, "She must be very beautiful, right?" ”

He Qingping thought for a while and said: "I didn't think before, after you said this, it seems that she is really cute, I heard that she is the same person who has entered the red sleeve list like Tong Qiuyan." ”

After listening to He Qingping's words, Guan Yimei's head became lower and lower.

Then, the other party's words changed, "But in fact, I think it's average, she dresses up like a tomboy all day long, far worse than our class boy Qiuyan, even if you can't compare with Yimei - ouch, why are you beating me?" ”

"Don't be lazy, get up and train!" Guan Yimei suddenly seemed to be a different person and became more fierce.

He Qingping muttered aggrievedly: "Training is training, why do you beat people?" Besides, didn't you just want to rest by yourself? ”

Guan Yimei glared at him and said: "You are embarrassed to say that in yesterday's game, you didn't score a single goal, this kind of offensive level is too poor, and it will only embarrass my face if you say it!" ”

Saying this, her face turned red suddenly, and then she said in a more fierce tone: "Your task this week is to learn to skillfully make a three-step layup, and you must score at least 4 points in the next game!" ”

"Don't look down on people, I'm going to surpass Wen Daobing in the next game!" He Qingping said with an oath.

Guan Yimei interrupted him, "Just you?" Stop dreaming. ”

He Qingping was indignant, "Yimei, even you look down on me? ”

Guan Yimei said calmly: "It's not that I look down on it, it's seeking truth from facts." ”

He Qingping clenched his fists, "Look at it, I will definitely do it!" ”

Guan Yimei sighed, "Sure enough, what men say is unreliable. ”

He Qingping: "This ......"

During the morning recess, Zheng Jiayi came to He Qingping with her camera, saying that she only took a video of him yesterday, and did not take a photo of him. The president asked for a new one to get the team together. He Qingping asked if it didn't matter if he didn't wear a jersey, and Zheng Jiayi said that it didn't matter, and it would be dealt with later.

So, under the care of half of the boys and girls in the 11th class of the first year of high school, and accompanied by Guan Yimei, He Qingping stood and gave Zheng Jiayi a smiling face photo.

seemed to feel Guan Yimei's unkind look, Zheng Jiayi didn't forget to give He Qingping a playful wink before leaving.

"Don't forget your promise to me!" Without waiting for He Qingping to ask clearly, Na Nizi ran away, as if she was shy to others.

Looking at Guan Yimei's eyes that were about to go crazy, He Qingping hurriedly explained: "I haven't said anything to her?" ”

"Dare you say you haven't spoken to her!"

"The words were spoken, but ......"

Guan Yimei no longer listened to He Qingping, and walked into the classroom with a cold snort.

A small rumor spread like a plague, centered on the 11th class of the first year of high school.

In the afternoon of the same day, the gossip newspaper, which had been suspended for several consecutive issues, immediately launched a new issue. In the most eye-catching place above, there is a headline in big red letters: The marriage of the school basketball team and the literary club. The content is written in a conclusive manner, saying that recently, there was an abnormal relationship between a man and a woman between He Moumou, a member of the school basketball team, and Zheng Jiayi, a member of the literary club.

Some witnesses said that the two behaved intimately and spoke explicit words in public, which seemed to be a sign of a long-term relationship. In addition, Xiao Jiang (pseudonym), an informed student, revealed that the two had known each other for a long time, and had gone to shoot headshots and photo albums together. All kinds of behaviors, thinking about it, are outrageously impure.

However, for the time being, these news have not yet been confirmed, and Hachi is still investigating-what? You ask me why I sent it out before I was sure? Look at the classmates clearly, this is a gossip report, okay? I hope that there will be more informed students who will provide useful information. Let's work together to oversee and make the lives of school celebrities more open and transparent!

Finally, there is a row of boys: we only see the shadow of one thing, and we try to understand the whole picture of it, we are the gossip!