When Xu Chen went to school on Monday, he was still mentally disgusted, and he had a physical education class in the morning, one class and three classes together. In these two classes, there is free time in physical education class, and the boys will play basketball. They are all sixteen or seventeen years old, and they are competitive. Every PE class has to be like a basketball game.

Thyme sat on the edge of the court, and she didn't know anyone on the field except for her tablemates. Find a place where you don't get the sun and empty your mind. If the teacher said she could go back to the classroom, she didn't want to stay here.

Xu Chen sat not far from her, the fever had subsided, and he still had no energy.

"Chen'er, go buy something to drink, I'm dying of thirst." Lin Yan waved at Xu Chen and shouted.

The girls in the next few classes were pushing and shoving, and one of the girls said, "Lin Yan, Lin Miao bought you water." As he spoke, he pushed out the one who called Lin Miao.

Lin Miao, the representative of the Chinese class, has good grades among girls, wears a short ponytail, smiles sweetly, and has a good relationship with her classmates. Whether it is a boy or a girl, there are usually a lot of people around her. Baili Guo still has an impression of her, last time Lin Linyan asked her to take a bag of book covers, it seems that they have a good relationship.

Lin Miao stepped forward and handed the water in his hand to Lin Yan. After a few sips and I didn't finish it, it was about to start again. Lin Yan gave Lin Miao the unfinished water to help him hold it.

Over there, Lin Yan rejoined the game, and a few girls were coaxing on the side. Lin Miao or you have an unusual relationship with Lin Yan, drink your water when you play, tell me what your relationship is?

Another girl said, "Ouch! You asked Lin Miao how to answer like this, and his face turned red."

"Don't say that, don't I have an extra bottle of water?" Lin Miao said with a blushing face.

"Ahh There is just one more bottle of water, and whoever buys water buys two bottles at a time. The girls continued to coax.

Lin Miao walked over to the side, and a group of girls chirped together.

"Thyme, can I sit next to you?" A girl with long hair and a few pimples on her nose stood next to her and asked her.

Thyme Guo thinks she is familiar, they should be in the same class, but I'm sorry, our Thyme Fruit can't remember names, and after almost a month, she can name no more than one hand. The playground is not hers, anyone can sit, in fact, there is no need to ask her. She nodded.

The girl sat down and saw that Baili Guo didn't talk to her, so she found something to say to her, "You don't know who I am, do you?" My name is Yang Li. ”

"Oh! I don't know how to remember people's names, but looking at your familiar face, I know that it is a class. ”

Baili Guo was afraid that she would be embarrassed, mainly because she was a little embarrassed, so she said a few more words.

Yang Li smiled slightly and said, "Everyone in the class should know you, the girls all sit in the front, you usually don't have the opportunity to know us, you are at the same table as Lin Yan, not only our class, but many girls in other classes also know you, your table mate is the school grass."

"Lin Yan, is he famous?" Thyme thinks too! School bullies can't be famous.

"Don't you want which? It's just famous! has good grades, from the first year of high school to the present, he has never fallen out of the first place in the exam, he is still handsome, and he is even more handsome when he hears when he fights. Yang Li said proudly.

Baili Guo thinks that you people in the city are really good at playing, and being able to fight can also be a plus item. Looking at the current situation on the court, Yang Li is right, Lin Yan scored a goal, not only the girls in his class, but also the girls in the third class were excited as if they had scored. Baili Guo looked at her tablemate Lin Yan, scored a ball, raised her hands, and walked around the side of the court. Baili Guo wants to be like a peacock, no wonder these girls are recruited.