The boys fight fiercely in private, but they all know the rules.

Jin Yucheng and Chen Jian interpreted the bloody scuffle as a 'misunderstanding' and covered up the brawl. In view of the fact that both of them were the teacher's 'favorite' students, they only gave a verbal warning in the end. Successfully avoided inviting parents.

Out of the door of the teacher's office, the humility and sincerity disguised in front of the teacher suddenly disappeared. The two walked side by side, and when they arrived at the large classroom where the school's drama club rehearsed, the two turned a corner and walked in one after another.

It didn't end so easily.

The two factions inside were clearly separated from each other, and most of them hung up their colors to varying degrees, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chen Jian sneered: "Say, do you want to make an appointment to fight again or apologize now?" ”

Jin Yucheng took out his mobile phone and played a recording of Chen Jian and them. The members of the tennis club listened at ease.

I didn't think there was anything in private, but if such a conversation spread, it would always deal a blow to the image of good character and learning that they had worked so hard to build.

After pressing pause, Jin Yucheng said: "I have already sent this recording to Zhang Ang, and he has a video for me to show you." ”

The lights went dark and the projector went down. Jin Yucheng pressed the play button. Zhang Ang, who is in a white shirt and black pants, appears in the projection.

Chen Jian and Zhang Ang are both in the Southern District and have had a lot of dealings. Zhang Ang also practiced tennis when he was in junior high school, and the two had been trained under the same coach, barely being the same teacher, and they both knew each other well. Seeing Zhang Ang's expression and tone in the video, Chen Jian couldn't help but get nervous.

Zhang Ang sometimes likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and how much he eats and how much he has left over depends on his mood. It's like his surname, and it's extremely arrogant.

“James。 After listening to that mobile phone recording, I realized that you had thoughts about my girlfriend Liang Xinyu. To be honest, I'm not happy. I heard that you have been preparing for the ITF Shanghai Challenge recently, and I don't think you are very interested in this event. ”

Chen Jian had an ominous premonition in his heart. Tense up and listen to his follow-up.

"In that case, I'll go play with it too. James，see you on the court.”

End of video. The projection is turned off and the lights are on.

Strictly looked at Chen Jian's frowns, sneered, and sang and said in harmony with Jin Yucheng:

"Heck, what is his chance of winning against my brother in middle school. Brother Yucheng, do you remember? ”

"Who is interested in keeping the data of the losers."

"That's right, if Brother Ang hadn't stopped practicing tennis later, there would have been a time when you Chen Jian came out. It seems that someone is going back to find his mother crying nose. ”

Chen Jian clenched his fists, he hated others to compare him with Zhang Ang the most in his life. Because every time he's the one who gets denied.

Everyone in the basketball club whistled and walked out of the classroom.

The memories that had been suppressed by Zhang Ang throughout the junior high school era resurfaced in Chen Jian's mind, and the memories of defeat were too deep to be suppressed.

"James, ignore them. Zhang Angdu has not participated in the competition for almost two years, and he is definitely not your opponent. ”

"That's right, James, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, we have seen your efforts in the past two years, Zhang Ang is just bluffing."

Chen Jian smiled hypocritically, comforted his teammates a few words, and left with everyone.

Since then, Chen Jian has trained harder. Because the person who knows you best is always your enemy, he has played countless matches with Zhang Ang, and no one knows Zhang Ang's tennis ability better than him. He knew that Zhang Ang never let go of empty words, and when he said that he wanted to participate, he would definitely participate.

Only the top three finishers in South China will be eligible to participate in the Shanghai Satellite Challenge.

They were in Tin City together, and there was a battle between them. He has to make sure that the one who wins this time is himself.

In the blink of an eye, it is late November. The inter-school 3V3 basketball competition of Xicheng No. 1 Middle School began.

The men's and women's teams play five games each day, with the semi-finals and finalists being played on Thursdays. Basically, the more players a team has on the varsity basketball team, the greater the chance of winning for that team. Zhang Ang led the second men's team all the way through the finals and will face off against the first class led by Qin Ke on Friday.

As for the women's team, they unexpectedly reached the semifinals, but unfortunately they still stopped in the semifinals.

Tian Mi organized all Zhang Ang's fans, and also raised funds to buy things like cheering sticks and balloons. The fans of Qin Ke's support club were also unwilling, and they also had exclusive clothes, so they almost tied a strip of cloth with 'Qin Ke's life' written on their foreheads.

The fans of both sides shook hands 'cordially' before the start of the game and had a 'friendly' conversation, which stirred up the atmosphere of the normal game to a fever pitch. Therefore, the competition was quite intense at the beginning. The outer three floors of the playground were full of people, cheering and shouting one after another, reaching into the sky.

Tian Mi, whose voice was hoarse, turned his head to find Liang Xinyu staring at the court intently, and suddenly became angry. As Zhang Ang's 'real girlfriend', how could she not stand among them and cheer for him?!

Pulled Xinyu to the fans and handed her the speaker.

"Shout! Give me a shout! ”

Xinyu did shout, but she shouted, 'Come on the second shift, the second shift is the best'. Instead of the sentence they shouted: "Zhang Ang, Zhang Ang, you are the best......"

Zhang Ang's triumphant handsome face swept over her several times, as if to say, I know you are shy.

Xinyu glared back, sample, see what you can bear.

The two sides played a draw, and in overtime, the opponent made free throws, and Qin Ke hit three shots. The first class became the champion of the second group of high school.

At Monday's flag-raising ceremony and award ceremony, the sophomore MVP was awarded to Zhang Ang. In addition, he also won the 'Most Popular Award'.

In line with the principle of 'not suffering from the few, but suffering from inequality', the school has invented a variety of bizarre awards. What 'Best Sportsmanship Award' was awarded to a male member of the second class of senior high school who played with an injury; The 'Most Team Spirit Award' was awarded to the sophomore Wenliu class who had to dance an iconic dance before each competition, that is, Lan Lan's class, and the dance was still choreographed by Lan Lan;

The whole award ceremony was full of joy and laughter. Even the director of academic affairs, Mr. Chen, rarely showed a ghostly smile, and the interaction between teachers and students was repeated, which took up a whole morning reading class without the meaning of ending.

Back in the class, Shi Qing, a reporter from the school newspaper, was waiting there, taking pictures of their men's and women's teams. Finally, there is a group photo of the men's and women's teams.

"Liang Xinyu, you are a little shorter, stand in the middle, alas, by the way, Zhang Ang, you are the MVP and should stand in the middle......"

Sensible teammates hurry to give up their best positions.

"Ready—eggplant."

At this time, the other team members quietly withdrew from the camera, and Zhang Ang saw that Xinyu also wanted to run, so he grabbed her shoulder with one hand.

Click, click, Shi Qing watched the finished film, and he could barely watch it.

At this time, the others gathered up again and took several group photos with a smile.

"Squad leader, please eat!"

Such a classmate is naturally invited.

"I'll ask for lunch and a canteen with chicken thighs and braised pork, and then you have to cover me to order five minutes early."

The big chicken thighs and braised pork in the school cafeteria are hot goods.

"Follow the squad leader, there are chicken legs every day!"

Looking at the heart rain that was in a mess with his classmates, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

In Chinese class, the head teacher, Brother Qiang, was in a good mood today. Energetically explained the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" to the students.

"In the ninth year of Emperor Yonghe of Jin Mu, the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar, it was a good day with a beautiful wind and sun, and a good day with a spring breeze. Flowing water, poems and drinking, the poems made are transcribed into a collection of essays, by the highly respected, calligraphy peerless Wang Xizhi preface, is this "Lanting Collection Preface" that has been passed down through the ages. Students who are already able to recite the full text raise their hands to show the teacher. ”

Brush brush brush. Eighty or ninety percent of the students raised their hands. Brother Qiang helped his glasses, "Come again." ”

Gu Huanting, the representative of the Chinese class, took the lead, and the sound of reading aloud sounded in the classroom. Brother Qiang observed carefully and found that most of them could be recited, and he caught a few words of training in troubled waters.

"It's December soon, and the mid-term exam is scheduled for December 10th, and students can grasp the rhythm of revision by themselves. After the mid-term exam, the seats will be readjusted according to the ranking of the results. ”

His eyes seemed to be pointing at Zhang Ang and Xinyu, and he walked off the podium.

"Don't think it's far from the college entrance examination, time flies quickly. Learn to prioritize. Collect the heart, at this stage, it is to learn greatly. Everything else has to step aside. ”

He stood beside Zhang Ang and Xinyu and continued to beat: "It is understandable that everyone gets along day and night, and it is understandable that they have feelings. ”

The students smiled understandingly.

"I've been young, so I can understand that. But feelings can be put aside first, but the college entrance examination will not wait for anyone. You can encourage each other to progress together, and then think about emotional matters when you enter college and enter the adult world. Adulthood is not about age, but about whether you are responsible. Children who are not responsible will be desperate to ask for it, but responsible adults will suppress their greed for love. That's all I have to say, class. ”

Children who are not responsible will be desperate to ask for it, but responsible adults will suppress their greed for love.

Zhang Ang wrote this sentence in the textbook. According to the appearance of Xinyu, he drew a picture of a lady on the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface". Each stroke carries an abundance of joy.

At this stage, it is relatively good to be able to do this day and night. Perhaps, he shouldn't be so greedy.

He knew himself too well, and if she did choose to associate with him, it would be difficult for him to maintain the politeness he has now.

Once that line of defense is broken between men and women, many things become uncontrollable. Just take a look at the crazy men and women around him. He's just an ordinary man, once he falls in, it's no different from everyone else, and that really takes away a lot of energy.

After the last stroke was completed, he looked at his painting with satisfaction, took a photo, and sent it to Xinyu. Turning her head to look at her, she was really preparing for the next lesson.

His eyebrows were gentle, his expression was focused, and his red lips were slightly open, and he couldn't outline that little red when he thought about all the colors he had seen. Charming and vivid, I really want to kiss it. He took a deep breath, turned around, and opened his math textbook to distract himself.

That's it, just keep this distance.