"Don't you dislike scumbags? Now that I'm not a scumbag, do you like me? Xi Yang smiled.

When Jiang Fanchuan heard this, he sneered: "If you dream, I won't like you." ”

Xi Yang didn't care, and spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, now you ignore me, and I'll come to you tomorrow." ”

Jiang Fanchuan: "......"

"Scum... Stay away from me. ”

"No, it can't be."

"You're ......!"

Jiang Fanchuan felt that he couldn't make sense with Xi Yang, but the more he talked, the more angry he became, so he simply stopped talking and watched the game quietly.

Xi Yang also consciously didn't speak.

The competition between the Flying Birds and the Kite Little League Team has also entered a white-hot stage.

When Xi Yang and Jiang Fanchuan came back, the game had already reached the second half of the second inning.

So far, in the bottom half of the third inning, neither team has scored.

As a pitcher, Huzi successfully defended the opponent's offense with the ball with the catcher.

The two of them were looking intently.

Suddenly, two extremely disdainful voices came from behind him.

"Yo, isn't this Jiang Fanchuan, the famous ace pitcher of Chuanliu High School?"

"What a trump card, I was beaten a home run last year, it's a shame, I'm embarrassed to call it a trump card, I think scrap iron is about the same."

"You said that, I remembered, I lost last year when I hit a home run, it's embarrassing."

"So don't say what kind of trump card it is, I don't think he deserves scrap iron."

"Hahahaha, what you said makes sense, he is not as good as scrap iron, at most a piece of cement......"

"Hahahaha......"

The sound of singing and harmonizing came into the ears with extremely disdainful laughter.

Xi Yang's eyes quickly became cold, and he looked back,

It's two boys.

A flat-headed man with a contemptuous smile on his face, standing next to the flat-headed man was a slightly chubby boy who also looked at him with contempt.

Facing the two people's uneven faces, Xi Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked sideways at Jiang Fanchuan: "Who are they?" ”

Jiang Fanchuan took a sip of milk tea, his eyes were gloomy and bottomless.

"Our opponent in the first game of the regional competition, Xianlin High School, the flat head is the first baseman Chen Jianren, and the fat man is the pitcher Wei Zhizhang,"

Xi Yang, who had just taken a sip of milk, was caught off guard and choked, coughed a few times, and turned his eyes to look at the two opposite with a smile: "Chen Jianren and Wei Zhizhang?" A good name, a name like a person. ”

"Slut, retarded, hello, my name is Xi Yang."

Saying,

Xi Yang's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand,

Holding a milk bottle in his hand, he smashed it directly at the two of them,

The two of them were shocked, and they didn't expect Xi Yang to do this, so they dodged in a panic, but because the center was unstable, they both fell to the ground, embarrassed, and they didn't have the high-minded face just now.

Xi Yang looked at the two indifferently, and his tone was full of threats

"Be careful next time, or it's not just a milk bottle that will fly towards you."

When Chen Jianren and Wei Zhizhang heard this, their faces became extremely ugly.

Usually they are humiliated because of this name, and today they are directly ridiculed in person,

This stinky boy even smashed them with something,

Tigers don't threaten, really when they are sick cats?!

I saw Chen Jianren stand up and walk directly towards Xi Yang with his fists in turn, with a fierce look: "You are looking for death!" ”

Saying,

Chen Jianren's fist was about to smash into Xi Yang's face,

Xi Yang didn't expect this,

Raise your feet to dodge,

suddenly

A slender and white hand directly blocked Chen Jianren's fist.

Xi Yang's side head, it is Jiang Fanchuan,