On the high school campus, a group of teenagers are running on the basketball court, passing, passing, shooting, and making a piercing "stinging" sound from the bottom of their sneakers and the ground from time to time when they turn quickly. Everyone is like a small beast that has exploded, full of warm youth.

"Quick! Pass! Pass! A tall and lanky boy ran with his head up, waving his hand and shouting to the boy who was being defended.

The little flat-headed boy with the ball stared at one eye, then stretched out his hand and waved it vigorously to his side.

With a "boom", the basketball went straight through the two people in front.

The boy who grabbed the ball tried desperately to reach the basketball, but was slapped hard by the other hand that was suddenly intercepted, and his fingertips grazed the ball without controlling the force, and flew directly out of the court.

"Hey! Idiot! Throw the ball over! The tall lanky boy pointed to the basketball that had fallen outside the rebound and shouted at a slightly chubby boy with glasses.

The boy who was called a fool came over very obediently, lowered his head, picked it up, and timidly handed over the basketball.

The tall and thin boy took the basketball, then quickly dribbled and ran again, turned around and told viciously: "Just wait there to pick up the ball for me, dare to go after class and ask you to look good!" ”

One of the tallest boys grabbed the basketball and immediately came to a very domineering dunk, and the moment the basketball entered the net, several people who were squatting on the rebound jumped again and grabbed the ball.

The tall and thin boy in front of him also jumped, and when he grabbed the ball, his arm deliberately pushed down the person next to him, and the person who was pushed did not stand firm and fell to the ground, looking at the classmate who dared to be angry and dare not speak.

The tall and skinny boy grabbed the basketball and threw it directly into the basket.

"Dang!" The basketball and the basket collided with a violent crashing sound, and they were quickly bounced back.

The tall and thin boy seemed to be unwilling, and grabbed the ball quickly again, but before it was aligned, he threw it directly to the basket.

And basketball rebounded more violently because of his anger.

The tall and thin boy once again dominated the basketball alone, bent his knees and half squatting, holding the basketball in both hands, ready to exert his strength seriously.

At this moment, there was a "Wow!" from the other half of the court in the rear. The sound of the basketball hollow into the net!

A few people here turned their heads in disbelief.

The tall and thin boy just now didn't know if it was because of vigorous exercise or embarrassment, and suddenly his face flushed, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

I saw a thin boy wearing a black T on the huge half of the court, jumped over, caught the falling basketball in his hand without mistake, and then dribbled a few steps to the three-point line, and jumped at will.

It turned out to be another hollow into the net! It's still a three-pointer!

The girls watching from the periphery of the stadium let out a burst of screams.

"Oh my God! So handsome! ”

"Jiang Futing!! Jiang Futing!! ”

"Worthy of my idol! That's amazing! ”

Jiang Futing continued to catch the ball of the Nets, dribbling it with one hand, the sweat on his forehead accidentally trickled over his eyebrows, slid over his slender eyelashes, and seeped into his eyes as black as ink.

The slender figure has a lot of muscles on the arms and abdominal muscles because of the reason that he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and the muscles are tight

Beneath the flesh lies explosive energy.

The pupils in his eyes are unusually deep and dark, and even the iris is gray-black that is unusually human.

Long hours of staring at each other seem to be able to suck people into the whirlpool, and those eyes can see what ordinary people can't see since he was born, from the blur of childhood to the vague outline now.

The small abnormality of his body did not make too many waves in his life, Jiang Futing didn't even tell his parents, and his personality was therefore more calm and composed than his peers.

He raised his other hand and wiped his eyes with his arm. A simple action caused the girls on the side to scream again and again, fascinated.

Just before he could fully withdraw his hand, there was a sudden sound of basketball whizzing behind him!

Jiang Futing didn't have time to reply, and blocked with a backhand.

The basketball fell to the ground with a "click" and "click", bounced back a few times and rolled in the direction of the playground.

The girl on the side was almost frightened by this and didn't come back to her senses, and shouted at the person on the other side on the spot: "Song Cheng! What do you mean! How to throw balls! ”

"That's right! If it weren't for our great reinstatement, we would have been beaten by you! ”

"My skills are not as good as others, and I can't see others as good!"

The little flat head who passed the ball to Song Cheng in front of him, hanging with one eye, came over with a look of two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand, and grabbed Jiang Futing's arm, "Jiang Futing!" What do you mean, you dare to play Brother Song's ball! ”

After Jiang Futing blocked the ball, he turned his head, there was no trace of temperature on his handsome and fair face, and he looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Let go!" ”

Seeing this, the girl on the side also said on the side: "Wang Hao! If you don't admit that your skills are not as good as others, forget it, and bully us to return to court! ”

"That's it, I didn't expect you to be so narrow-minded as a man!"

Jiang Futing looked at Wang Hao's appearance that he didn't intend to let go at all, threw down the basketball in his other hand, pinched the opponent's wrist tightly, and broke it off his arm stiffly, and even heard the click of bone joints.

Wang Hao was pinched so painfully that he grinned his teeth and shook his hands desperately.

Jiang Futing still glanced at him lightly, ready to turn around and leave.

"Stop!" Song Cheng's caustic voice sounded behind him, "Pick up Lao Tzu's ball." ”

Jiang Futing turned his head and looked at him silently, and came again.

The girl on the side shouted again on the side: "Song Cheng, why do you keep bullying Jiang Futing?" ”

"That's it! There are so many basketballs, and the gymnasium is not bad! ”

"And Jiang Futing didn't provoke you, obviously you came to get him first! We've got so many pairs of eyes watching! ”

Song Cheng glared at them impatiently when he heard this: "If you guys are BB again, you won't be able to stay in this school!" ”

The girls were so frightened by his fierce threats that they shut up and muttered in private.

"What's the big deal, isn't it that the family is particularly rich?"

"Since his father still engaged in some charitable funds, it has become more and more excessive, and he didn't do it himself, what kind of prestige does he do all day long!"

"Jiang Futing

Let's go! There's more to the stadium than that, and we don't stay with them! ”

Jiang Futing ignored the words of these girls, and looked at the group of people who came over with a domineering attitude and surrounded themselves.

The dark eyes swept over one by one, although these people were in the same class or even in the same bed, but their style and habits had always been extremely bad, and they had always been at odds with them.

At this time, the eyed boy who had just been commanded by them to pick up the ball walked over cautiously, pulled the corner of Jiang Futing's clothes, and smiled at Song Cheng: "Brother Song, he didn't mean it, I'll help you pick it up." ”

Wang Hao on the side looked at him with disdain on his face: "Zheng Qing, it's your business to dare to move!" Let him pick it up himself! ”

The tallest boy in front of him who grabbed the ball with Song Cheng also walked to the front, looked at Jiang Futing commandingly, and said, "If you don't pick it up, the bed in your bedroom will be in the toilet tonight." ”

Jiang Futing is very tall, and he is very tall among the boys, and his figure of 190 does not lose his momentum at all when he stands in front of the person who has participated in the school team.

He still didn't move, the corners of his mouth smiled coldly, the fist in his hand had already been clenched, this kind of thing was not bad this time.

Relations between the two sides are becoming increasingly tense.

The physical education teacher on the side watched for a long time, feeling that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, and finally couldn't hold back and walked over, and shouted at them: "Do you still want to participate in next month's basketball game, don't you know that if there is a fight before the competition, you will be disqualified from the competition?" ”

Then he pointed to the tall boy who was facing Jiang Futing-for-tat and scolded: "Especially you, Yang Linsheng, you also provoked trouble and fought in the school team competition last year, if you really don't want to compete, you will withdraw from the competition directly!" ”

After listening to the words of the physical education teacher, several boys turned blue and white for a while, and said to the teacher perfunctorily with the evil intentions on their faces: "I know, just play with him." ”

"Yes, he usually doesn't speak alone, so we'll just accompany him."

Jiang Futing watched them coldly, his face was not red, he was out of breath, and he was cold and walked through this impenetrable human wall.

When he passed by Song Cheng's side, he heard the other party so vicious that he left a sentence in his ear: "We'll see in the future!" ”

Jiang Futing didn't raise his eyes, and replied casually: "Whatever you want." Then he picked up the basketball that he had just thrown on the ground and went to another court, and the onlookers hurriedly followed with.

After the physical education class, the clothes on the people who played basketball were basically as wet as if they had just been fished out of the water, revealing a thick smell of sweat.

They went to the old toilet near the playground.

This toilet has been around since the school was first built, and the reason for the aging of the facilities is that the sewers are often clogged, and the pipes always volatilize the ammonia smell of oxidized feces throughout the year.

Basically, there are no students who come here to use the toilet.

"! It stinks! ”

"This school can't afford to build a toilet!"

A group of people scolded and pushed open the toilet door, not forgetting to scold in their mouths.

Several people hurriedly

Turn on the faucet, and the cold raw water washes over and over again on your face, bringing a burst of comfortable coolness.

I don't know if it's because of the cold water washing, or if the toilet itself is in the shade, and the body temperature on several people dropped quickly in less than a minute.

"Wang Hao! How old are you, you can still drip on your body after eating a meal soup! A boy with a good relationship on the side, as if he had caught something terrible, pointed to the edge of the bottom button of Wang Hao's shirt and sneered.

Wang Hao looked down, and his face turned red instantly.

The white shirt was dyed an irregular red color, and the red edges were slightly blurred due to contact with water.

He immediately took off his shirt, put the dirty area under the faucet and rubbed it: "You guys wait outside for me, I'll come out immediately." ”

"Hurry up!" Song Cheng glanced at him impatiently, Wang Hao responded resignedly, speeding up the movements in his hands, and when a few people went out, they didn't know which one was not brainy, and took the door of the toilet.

"Click".

Wang Hao instinctively paused, the already dim light of the toilet, the moment the door was closed, it was even weaker.

(End of chapter)