There were many people in the classroom, Jiang Lige reported her name, and not long after returning to her seat, Shen Yunzhao came over, but it was obvious that she was not looking for her.

"Song Wanqiao, there is still one person left in the basketball game, do you want to participate?"

Song Wanqiao was not interested, so she didn't bother to talk, just shook her head.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Shen Yunzhao's eyes, and his face showed sadness, if he could join, there would definitely be an additional capable player among the people in their class, and the award was just around the corner.

Under the temptation of fame, he had no intention of giving up, and persuaded with great interest, "You are so tall, what a pity if you don't play basketball!" Really don't think about it? ”

The distant sunlight refracted outside the window, and it fell on Jiang Lige's slightly raised face, and after listening attentively, her eyes turned slightly, looked at Shen Yunzhao, and said quietly, "If you grow tall, are you going to play basketball?" Then you...... Why don't you sell cookcakes? ”

has been in the market since he was a child, and he doesn't see blood when he talks about scaring people, Jiang Lige is really an expert.

As soon as the words fell, the people in the front and back rows couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Shen Yunzhao didn't react for a while, I don't know where everyone's inexplicable laughter is, isn't it talking about playing basketball, what does it have to do with selling cooking cakes.

He scratched his cheeks and pushed Zhao Minghao, "What does she mean?" ”

Before Zhao Minghao could ease his breath to explain, Wang Ke took the lead, "It's really mentally retarded, you don't understand this, she said that you are Wu Dalang, short, poor, and stubborn!" ”

Shen Yunzhao's face suddenly became gloomy, very embarrassed, standing there, as if it had been frozen, for a long time, he struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Jiang Lige, you ......"

But Song Wanqiao handed over a cold look, and his words were blocked in his throat, not daring to say it.

He's cowardly!

"That Wu Dalang, oh, no, sorry, that sports commissioner......"

An inopportune voice rang out.

Shen Yunzhao turned around, stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, looking at Song Liangxiao suspiciously, was he calling him?

"Yes, it's you, basketball game, count me in."

Song Liangxiao showed her fine white teeth, and her inky eyes were reflected in the eye waves, like an ancient pond under the moon, quiet, bottomless, but occasionally flashed with sparkling water.

Shen Yunzhao realized that he ignored the gold hidden in the sand, whether it was appearance, height or bearing, Song Liangxiao's innate conditions were not any different from Song Wanqiao, and it could be said that they were equal.

"Really? Welcome, welcome! ”

Frowning and stretching out, the haze in Shen Yunzhao's heart suddenly dissipated, forgetting the unhappiness in his heart just now, he took the registration form and handed it to Song Liangxiao, "Write your name in this column!" ”

Song Liangxiao took it and filled it in neatly, a pen, as if shocked, and the final sound was beaten.

Seeing the success of the alliance between the two, Jiang Lige was indigestible for a while, and she didn't know whether Song Liangxiao was diverting Shen Yunzhao's attention and solving the siege for her, or if she wanted to gain Shen Yunzhao's favor, which formed a strong contrast with Song Wanqiao's refusal, so as to pull hatred for Song Wanqiao, and she couldn't see through the mysterious move.

Glancing at Song Wanqiao, this person buried himself in reading again, as if everything that happened was a passing moment, and nothing could set off waves in his heart.

She didn't want to disturb him because of her doubts about Song Liangxiao, so she simply took the book and previewed it.

All kinds of project personnel are ready, and the sports meeting three days later will also come as scheduled.

On this day, the clear blue sky was cloudless, and the only few flowers that were originally there seemed to have been sunburned without a trace.

The playground was filled with laughter and laughter, and each class set up camp in their respective fields very early.

After the opening ceremony, the competition began to be in full swing.

After Jiang Lige wore a blue and white school uniform to the check-in office to report, he and several girls in the same class who participated in shuttlecock kicking stood at the designated competition venue to move their muscles.

One of them was trying out in advance with a shuttlecock, Jiang Lige was bored, and began to look around, and his eyes inadvertently glanced into the tent.

She ran over with her feet up.

Someone in the back shouted to her, "Hey, where are you going, the game is about to start!" ”

She didn't seem to be able to hear, squeezed into the middle of a bunch of girls she didn't know, panted and pushed them away to pull Song Wanqiao out, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I have something to do with him." ”

Girls: What's going on, they all have something to do with him, why did she take the lead.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of the girls, she dragged Song Wanqiao to the back stands.

"How did you come back?" Song Wanqiao looked at her watch, at this point, she should be about to compete.

Jiang Lige wanted to say, because she couldn't get used to seeing so many girls pestering him, but as soon as her thoughts turned, she schemed, "Song Wanqiao...... I have something to ask of you. ”

The eyes of the person in front of him were dark, he didn't think about it, and decisively refused, "No." "There must be no good words coming out of her mouth.

Jiang Lige didn't hear it, so he filled the air with his words, and said to himself, "When I kick the shuttlecock for a while, can you stand next to me and cheer me on?" ”

She tried to squeeze out her tears, as if she was going to cry in the next second, "I...... When I compete, I get nervous, my heart beats faster, my breathing is disturbed, and my legs and feet are weak. ”

In his heart, he silently made a small calculation, since he is so popular, let's take advantage of him a little, so that those girls who compete with her will be confused by beauty, so that their limbs will be uncoordinated and lose their competitiveness. And she can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Song Wanqiao's eyes became meaningful, her hands were in her pockets, and she quietly watched her perform, pretending to be trying her best to judge the truth of her words, and did not say anything.

"Kicking the shuttlecock group 2 Jiang Lige, kicking the shuttlecock group 2 Jiang Lige, please go to the designated venue immediately to gather, and the game will start immediately."

The trumpet was louder than him.

Jiang Lige really didn't have a point, and patted him on the shoulder shamelessly, "You promised me, but you can't go back, I'll wait for you." Then a puff of smoke disappeared from Song Wanqiao's sight.

Leaving him alone in the wind.

Here, the shuttlecocks are distributed, and everyone is lined up in turn.

The referee stared intently at the ups and downs of the shuttlecock, silently counting in his heart.

One, two, three......

Hey? The boy over there seems to be a little handsome.

In front of everyone's eyes, Song Wanqiao seemed to come out on the catwalk, with a model-like figure, slender and straight, and a simple school uniform could not hide his brilliance, which caused the crimson of a girl to appear on the faces of the people around him.

The warm sun fell on him, gilding him with a golden light.

The referees were nervous, no, they can't mess around, they have professional ethics.

But the girls who participated in the competition were absent-minded, and Song Wanqiao stood aside to watch the game, her deep eyes were foggy, and she didn't know where to look.

Their movements began to be a little unnatural, and the shuttlecock accidentally detached from their feet.

Others even flew to the vicinity of the Song Wan Bridge.

The results can be imagined.

At the end of the game, Jiang Lige jumped up excitedly, her young and immature face was like a peach in bloom, pink and soft.

"Ahhh Song Wanqiao, our group won! ”

"So happy?"

Song Wanqiao glanced at her condescendingly, and in the end, it seemed that she was the only one left in their group without sacrifice.

The dark eyes burned fiercely, "Of course, the first-place team will each be rewarded with a bar of soap and a bag of laundry detergent." ”

Suddenly, Song Wanqiao seemed to see hundreds of rain arrows flying from the sky, mercilessly shooting at him in volley.

He was so angry that his Song Wanqiao's hue turned out to be worth a piece of soap and a bag of laundry detergent.