"Let?" Yu Xiwen raised her eyebrows, "When did I fall to the point where I had to be let go by others?" “

"I refuted him like this at the time, but he said that it's just a girl, isn't it everywhere, why are you so excited, didn't you ask me how I could bear to like you again, because I found that I couldn't agree with his thoughts at all, so disrespectful to girls, I really couldn't accept and understand."

"Oh, then I thank you." Yu Xiwen felt a chill in her heart, and she quickened her pace and walked towards the football field.

"No thanks," Chen Yicheng smiled wickedly behind Xiwen, "I like you, I should."

"We've just finished learning today's progress on Tai Chi, then it's volleyball time," Teacher Wang asked the sports committee to push up the cart full of volleyballs, and then picked up one from it, "Let's practice the mat ball by ourselves first, pad your own mat, see how many pads you can get, first of all, let's look at my hands..."

Teacher Wang demonstrated the movements while talking, and Liu Guifang also followed suit, and she made the movements with a serious face, for fear of making mistakes.

"Eh, this classmate, that's not right," Wang Bing walked towards Liu Guifang with some impatience, "Look at the posture of your hands, did I teach you like this?" “

The sudden scene made Liu Guifang stunned all of a sudden, her head was blank, and the posture of her hands... What should the hand posture look like? How should it be?

"Like this," Wang Bing motioned for Liu Guifang to look at his hand, "and then the ball is in this position of the hand, and when it is padded up, do you see it?" “

Liu Guifang looked at Wang Bing's hand intently, and he quickly started to move.

"I asked if you saw it, and answered me." Wang Bing asked impatiently again.

"Look... See..."

"Don't be so stiff with your hands, you have to exert force when you go up, didn't you listen carefully when I talked about it in the last class?"

"I... Listen..."Liu Guifang lowered her head, she was just a little nervous, so she forgot...

"Teacher Wang," Zhang Zexi's voice suddenly sounded, "That's my classmate, last time she asked for leave, it was you who asked me to come down to teach, I may not have a teaching standard." “

"That's it," Wang Bing left from Liu Guifang's position, "I didn't know if you have forgotten what I said last week, let's review it again in this class, everyone looks at the posture of my hands..."

Liu Guifang glanced at Zhang Zexi gratefully, forcibly held back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes because she was moved, and then looked at Teacher Wang's hand intently.

"Okay, then let's practice seriously, I'll see the results of your practice later."

"Eh, eh..."Liu Guifang hit two or three balls every time the ball fell, every time, Liu Guifang was really a little depressed.

"It's still not right for you to do this," Zhang Zexi inadvertently glanced at Liu Guifang, and then walked over to her, "Like this." “

"That's..."Liu Guifang's heart fluttered, and she seriously imitated Zhang Zexi's movements.

"It's still not right," Zhang Zexi put down the volleyball in his hand and corrected Liu Guifang's movements by hand, "That's right, the two hands should be leveled..."

"Oh..."Liu Guifang suddenly realized that she suddenly got up, and after she relaxed, she suddenly felt the warm touch from her hand, she suddenly retracted her hand, and looked at Zhang Zexi next to her with a blushing heartbeat.

"That's it," Zhang Zexi picked up the volleyball on the ground, "keep it up." “

Zhang Zexi and before... It's not quite the same...

The waves rolling in Liu Guifang's heart were suppressed by Zhang Zexi's indifferent expression at once, and there were no gentle twinkling stars in his eyes, because of Yu Xiwen.

It's because of Yu Xiwen, right?

Liu Guifang looked at Yu Xiwen, who was practicing the cushion ball without distractions, why... Why is she so ruthless?

Even a treasure boy like Zhang Zexi has to be harmed?

Or is there an inside story in the middle that she doesn't know?

I don't know much about it, although I and Yu Xiwen are roommates, but they really don't get close.

Forget it, when will it be their turn to judge their love stories?

Liu Guifang shook her head and continued to practice volleyball.

Zhang Zexi walked to the side alone, sat on the green court with a volleyball in his arms, and then took out his mobile phone.

Still no missed calls...

Do you want to hit it? Daddy should be awake, right? Or should you call Uncle Chen first to ask about the situation?

Zhang Zexi was about to call Zhang Heng, when the physical education teacher's voice suddenly sounded in the air, "It's class time, why don't you practice playing with your mobile phone seriously?" Are you awesome? Can a teacher get a perfect score? “

Zhang Zexi silently put away his mobile phone, and then covered his face with his hands and was silent.

"Let's practice seriously." Finally, the person on the other side said after a moment of silence, his voice drifting away and slowly drifting away in the empty playground.

"What's wrong with Brother Zhuang today, it's not quite right." A boy next to Yu Xiwen looked at Zhang Zexi puzzled.

"It looks like I'm trapped by love..."The other person said and turned his head towards Yu Xiwen.

Yu Xiwen still continued to pad the ball in her hand without changing her face, but she usually had hundreds of pads casually, and she always started to drop them after dozens of them today.

"Shhh

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"Okay, I'll count down to three seconds, everyone starts to pad the ball in their hands, a chance, how much is how much, it doesn't matter if it's less, we still have time, practice slowly, come, three, two, one..."

Liu Guifang nervously cushioned the ball in her hand, fortunately, fortunately, this time it was higher than every time before, and this time there were more than a dozen.

After looking at the classmates twenty or thirty, thirty-four, they slowly stopped, and then seventy or eighty, and in the end, only Zhang Zexi and Yu Xiwen were left to continue the movements in their hands.

"Okay, you two are good," Wang Bing's eyes curled with a smile, "compete for the first place, and then add five points to the volleyball score at the end of the semester." “

"Wow..." everyone began to coax, staring intently at the ball in the hands of Zhang Zexi and Yu Xiwen, looking nervous.

Yu Xiwen still repeated the movements in her hands with a blank face, up, up, up...

Zhang Zexi glanced at Yu Xiwen, and let the ball in his hand fall straight at his feet.

"What's wrong?" It can be seen that Zhang Zexi is completely admitting defeat by himself, and Wang Bing is a little puzzled.

"I'm too tired," Zhang Zexi shook his hand weakly, pretending to be weak, "so let it go." “

Knowing that what he said was not herself, Yu Xiwen still felt a little uncomfortable, but she still insisted on continuing to cushion the ball.

"Okay," Wang Bing glanced at Zhang Zexi with some disappointment, and then looked at Yu Xiwen who was still continuing next to him, "Come on, come on, see if you can break a record." “

Hearing this, Yu Xiwen had no motivation, and before she could react, the ball in the air smashed to the ground all of a sudden.

"More than two hundred..."

The weak voices of other students could be heard in the crowd.

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