The sports day is not like the usual mandatory sleeping, it has directly become a free activity for students, and it is already one o'clock when the bell rings.

After the gymnasium bell rang, the passionate music played again.

"Let's go, don't you have a class basketball game in the afternoon? Don't worry about that anymore and play hard! The woman patted Yang Linsheng on the shoulder, as if what had just happened was just an illusion, and encouraged him.

Yang Linsheng didn't speak, pulled his wide sleeves, and walked around her awkwardly, and the picture in the mirror was finally only covered with snow.

Bai Tang removed the runes on the mirror and put them away, "Let's go too, are you going to participate in a basketball game later?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing retracted his gaze, feeling the coldness in the air even worse.

The basketball game was not in the gymnasium, it was specially in the indoor basketball court, and when Jiang Futing changed his clothes and arrived at the court, it was already full of people.

The girls present screamed frantically the moment they saw him come in, and the shouts almost ran through the entire stadium.

"Is this playing a slam dunk?" Bai Tang, who was following him, looked speechlessly at the out-of-control girl at the scene.

Jiang Futing didn't know what he was talking about, and led him to sit in his resting position temporarily.

His own physical education teacher came up to him with a drawn drawing, and on it was written his assigned name: "You are in charge of the shooting guard, everything else remains the same." ”

"Good!" Jiang Futing nodded, listening carefully to the physical education teacher's adjusted strategy, the other players' small meetings had already been held before, and on the way here, I didn't know what kind of wind Bai Tang smoked, so he took him around the No. 2 complex before coming in.

Almost late!

At the same time as the teacher finished speaking, he unzipped it with his hand, took off his wide school uniform, and looked at the people sitting casually in the seat.

His clear voice immediately shouted, "Bai Tang! The person sitting in the seat was slowly raising his head, and his eyes were a little reluctant to take off the interesting content on his mobile phone.

The clothes in Jiang Futing's hand had already taken off his hands and flew directly towards Bai Tang, "Then." ”

Bai Tang was still immersed in Jiang Futing's call to him before he completely came back to his senses, his head was completely covered by the school uniform, and in an instant, the smell in Bai Tang's nose was all Jiang Futing's taste.

The movements were neat and accurate, which caused the girls on the side to scream at high decibel levels again.

Jiang Futing stood at the designated position of the court without distraction, and glanced back at the seat before the whistle began, Bai Tang was still sitting there motionless, his clothes covering his body, as if the machine was frozen out of stuck.

Before he had time to think about what Bai Tang was thinking, the loud whistle had already penetrated the entire basketball court.

The waves of excitement and cheers of the crowd almost tore off the ceiling.

Jiang Futing's own ball skills and agility are very strong, the scoring rate is relatively high, and Yang Linsheng is the center of the school team, which is already in the fourth quarter

Crushing scores.

Jiang Futing's eyes were firmly fixed on the gap in front of him, and when the basketball passed to his hand, the two players of the opposing team reacted quite quickly and surrounded him.

In the last quarter, the cooperation of the competing teams obviously matched a lot, and they should have adjusted their tactics specifically for themselves.

The other players also happened to have their own defenders, and there was a player who specialized in guarding rebounds and kept his position and didn't dare to run around at will.

He can only hold the ball, he can't dribble, he can't pass the ball and he can only shoot, but it's a bit far away from the rebound, and he himself is not too sure.

Jiang Futing's deep eyes carefully observed the loopholes on the court, and just as he was about to gamble and shoot directly, Yu Guang's perspective just stayed on the empty seat, leaving only his school uniform.

He absentmindedly withdrew his gaze, and when he was a little confused, he accidentally took an extra step.

"Drop-" The high-pitched voice sounded again, and Jiang Futing took the first yellow card in the history of playing.

"What's going on?" The girl watching still didn't understand what was going on, so she grabbed the boy sitting in the front row and asked.

"It's a foul." The boy who answered also looked at the people in the stadium with a surprised expression.

"Isn't it, Senior Jiang will still foul?" The junior girl who heard it was a little incredulous, her senior Jiang was a flawless male god, okay: "Is the referee wrong?" ”

"Nope." The boy looked depressed, because he also saw it clearly, but he also couldn't believe that the person who was in the spotlight on the field actually ran away.

In this case, you can walk, and you are also a god!

Jiang Futing walked to his position without changing his face, and the classmates in the same team all looked at him with strange expressions, but they didn't dare to say anything.

He took a look at the referee's score, and there were five minutes left.

The rest of the time was probably to make up for a mistake he made just now, Jiang Futing played very quickly, and the match with Yang Linsheng could be said to be seamless.

Until the whistle blew, their class was more than forty years longer than other classes, but Bai Tang had not appeared until the end of the game.

He walked over a little strangely, and an unopened bottle of mineral water flew from the side.

"Smack!" Jiang Futing caught it accurately without raising his eyes, he didn't bother to open the bottle cap, picked up his clothes and left.

"Huh! Wait for me! Yang Linsheng picked up his coat that had fallen on the ground and hurriedly followed.

Jiang Futing didn't stop and walked on his own, the people behind him followed quickly, he flipped through his pocket and took out his mobile phone, but there was no information from Bai Tang.

No text messages, no phone calls.

Meiyu locked slightly, probably because there was something urgent, Bai Tang was not like the kind of person who didn't say goodbye.

"You're looking for your cousin?" Yang Linsheng looked at his cold face and asked.

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded without being salty or light.

"Maybe I got lost in the toilet, the school is so big, it's normal to get lost." Yang Linsheng said nonchalantly, but there were a few words

Divide the meaning of comfort.

"Probably so." Jiang Futing put away his mobile phone, but he knew very well in his heart that Bai Tang could not get lost at all, maybe someone was in a hurry to tell him to catch ghosts.

"But is that really your cousin? You two don't look like each other at all. Yang Linsheng thought back to the person in his mind, not only did he feel that his face was familiar, but even his name was quite familiar.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, while thinking, he was a little tired after the fierce competition, and he was in a good shape, and he just walked out of the pace that his six relatives did not recognize.

"Yes." Jiang Futing still dealt with it casually, and took the lead in pushing open the door of the locker room.

The moment I stepped into the house, the whole room seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, like a haze, but it was not light or heavy.

"What's wrong?" Yang Linsheng's footsteps had stopped behind him.

"It's fine." Jiang Futing walked into the dressing room indifferently, and some mysterious fog made him watch out for it.

"Huh! Do you have any other games in the afternoon? Yang Linsheng's call came from the opposite cabinet.

"Nope." Jiang Futing took out the spare towel in the cabinet and took off the jersey on his body, revealing his straight back.

After simply wiping off the sweat on his body, he changed into his clothes.

When he locked the cabinet door, he couldn't help but look at his phone, it was still quiet, and there was no news, just as he was about to leave.

"Ahh Yang Linsheng's abrupt scream came from the opposite side, Jiang Futing quickly bypassed his row of cabinets, and the moment he rushed to Yang Linsheng's side, he found that the fog that was much thicker than when he entered the house at the beginning was gathered here.

Wisps of black qi swirled around Yang Linsheng, and he walked over with a solemn face and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Linsheng's eyes were still a little palpitating, and he turned his head slowly, with a look of fear that had not completely retreated.

The sweat that finally dried was dense on his forehead again, and he opened his mouth dryly: "It's okay, maybe I'm wrong." ”

Then put on his coat in a trance, and Yang Linsheng stumbled past Jiang Futing.

Jiang Futing saw that he was in a state of unrelenting at the moment, and a suspicion crossed his cold face, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

The black qi that had just dissipated a little bit gathered together again the moment Yang Linsheng went out, following him closely.

Sharp eyes stared in the direction of the black qi gushing out, and he quickened his pace to keep up.

The heating was obviously turned on in the room, but the infiltrating cold feeling kept penetrating the wall, Jiang Futing clearly felt that his body temperature was constantly dropping, and his cold bones were a little trembling.

The surroundings are a little eerily quiet.

He suddenly noticed one thing, there are so many people participating in the basketball game, why are there only two of them in the locker room from the beginning to now! A chill almost penetrated his soul.

It's cold!

He looked at his surroundings, and then walked briskly, the lights on the ceiling seemed to be in some bad contact, and they were constantly flickering, and the sunlight outside was dazzling, but the room was dull and dull.

Jiang Futing's dark phoenix eyes narrowed, Yang Linsheng in front of him was still some distance from himself, and the uneasiness hovering in his mind became more and more intense.

He strode directly towards the person in front of him with his eyebrows tightened, and shouted in a low voice: "Yang Linsheng! ”

The voice was inadvertently mixed with indescribable power, echoing throughout the corridor, but the people in front of him seemed to be inaudible, step by step, and continued to walk slowly.

"Yang Linsheng!" Jiang Futing shouted in a deep voice again, patting him on the shoulder the moment he caught up.

The body that was slapped seemed to tremble slightly, and Yang Linsheng stopped and froze there in a daze.

With the other party's movements, Jiang Futing himself couldn't help but stop.

The breathing that was still calm was inadvertently a little short.

He was about to walk over when the man next to him turned his head sharply, and the whites of his dead fish-like eyes suddenly stared at him.

Jiang Futing's chest seemed to be pinched hard, his breathing stagnated, and he instinctively took half a step back.

The pitch-black pupils met Yang Linsheng's miserable whiteness at that moment.

"Yang Linsheng!" He shouted again, as if the person in front of him had been captured.

(End of chapter)