"I heard that Zhou Hao from Class 9 is very good at playing, and the most important thing is that he looks good......"

Su Qinzheng was talking excitedly, and suddenly someone blocked his way.

"What are you doing?" Su Qin glared at him angrily.

Fu Ziheng's eyes were particularly gloomy, and his gaze swept at Su Qin but ignored her.

"Every now and then the ball comes out on the side of the pitch, so be careful not to get hit by the ball again." With a faint voice, he said this to Pei Qingxi.

Looking at the back of Fu Ziheng leaving, Pei Qingxi was a little stunned.

Suddenly, I remembered the evening of the day I reported for duty......

"I'm sorry, I didn't grasp it, but the ball was thrown at you......"

The boy's white and beautiful face, as well as his clear eyes shining with intoxicating starlight, flashed in his mind.

The basketball court is always full of enthusiastic teenagers, the balls hitting the ground and rebounds, the teenagers shouting fiercely, and the noisy and boiling sound is transmitted to the school building through the tall redwood trees on both sides of the tree-lined path.

But all these sounds have become a little distant......

"Zhou Hao, Fu Ziheng, is he sick, your basketball accidentally flew off the court that evening and hit someone, what kind of nervousness was he there?"

"That's right, he actually let go of the words to find you alone, isn't that asking for abuse? Who in school doesn't know you're a ball bully! ”

"He's not asking for abuse, he just wants to be upset for girls!"

"What do you mean?"

"I hit a girl that day......"

"How do you know it's a girl?"

"Deliberately smashed over, can I not know? And I've known that girl for years. ”

"Huh?"

"I've known her since she was in preschool."

……

Pei Qingxi's brain kept recalling the conversation he overheard two days ago, and before his thoughts flew, Su Qin had already half-dragged her to the open-air basketball court.

"Hey," a white and tender paw shook a few times in front of his eyes, Pei Qingxi subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, "What do you want?" ”

Pei Qingxi lifted his eyelids and glanced at Su Qin.

Pei Qingxi, who had been pursing the corners of his mouth, shook his head and explained to her, "I didn't think about anything, I was just worried about ......"

"Hey, I said, can you stop being so stubborn?" Su Qin subconsciously thought that Pei Qingxi was worried about his homework, so he rolled his eyes at her helplessly, "Everyone has already arrived at the court, so you can't take a good look at everyone playing here?" ”

The impatient voice made Pei Qingxi feel a little weak, and she tensed the corners of her mouth and quickly moved her gaze to the field.

I probably heard that Fu Ziheng, a freshman in Class 6, gave a war letter to Zhou Hao, the old fritter in Class 9, but almost all the students in physical education class in this class flocked to the side of the court where they were fighting.

The boys and girls are pushing and shoving, while consolidating their best position on the field, and talking with their peers.

The scorching sun overhead, the dreary and hot air, and the smell of sweat from the crowded crowd can't affect everyone's heart to watch the excitement.

The handsome Zhou Hao warms up with a shot under the basket.

A handsome action with a quasi-shot provoked bursts of amazement from the onlookers.

Fu Ziheng went to the school's sports equipment room to change his uniform, and he hadn't come over at this time, and there were already many people on the side of the court discussing him one by one

"What is the origin of this Fu Ziheng, how dare he challenge Zhou Hao in the first (9th) class of high school?"

"Damn, you don't know Fu Ziheng? The one who was admitted to Huang Gao, but came to our school, is said to be the only one in our school since its establishment. ”

"Why does this name sound so familiar, it turns out that they are the same person!"

"But why did he suddenly challenge Zhou Hao?"

"Who knows?"

"It is said that Zhou Hao, who is in class 9, plays on the court and has always been invincible, isn't Fu Ziheng clearly looking for abuse for himself?"

"The brain circuits of the great gods of the people, can we ordinary people understand?"

……

Su Qin listened to the discussions of the people around him, couldn't help but raise his head, stared at Pei Qingxi, who was looking at the center of the court in a daze, and asked, "Qingxi, do you think Fu Ziheng and Zhou Hao, who will win the two of them?" ”

Pei Qingxi's mind was like a movie at this time, and all kinds of pictures kept flashing, the boy suddenly ran in front of her to apologize to her when he was hit by a ball that day, and the conversation between Zhou Hao and his group of friends that he overheard when he was shopping at the store, and the words that the boy specially told him to pay attention to safety just now.

Suddenly hearing Su Qin's question, she was a little stunned for a while, and after a moment of stunned, she raised her head and glanced at Su Qin, shook her head and said, "I don't know anything about basketball, and I don't know who will win." ”

"Oh, just guess!" Su Qin looked at Pei Qingxi with an expectant look on his face and said temptingly.

Pei Qingxi looked at her, his mouth moved a few times, and before he could say anything, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out around him again.

Almost subconsciously, Pei Qingxi moved his gaze to the center of the basketball court, Su Qin pursed his lips with disdain, and also turned his gaze to Zhou Hao, the focus of the big guy's attention.

Under the scorching sun.

The handsome and tall boy was standing outside the three-point line of the basketball court at this time, half-arched with his upper body, and he kept slapping the reddish-brown basketball bouncing up and down with one hand.

The reason why cheers suddenly erupted around just now was probably because Zhou Hao shot a three-pointer.

The exclamations of the onlookers can just confirm this one by one

"The three-point shot hit, this Zhou Hao is too good, it is really as powerful as the legend!"

Listening to the exclamations of the onlookers at Zhou Hao's three-point shot, Pei Qingxi thought for a while, and was just about to say to Su Qin, "You see Zhou Hao playing basketball so well, how could Fu Ziheng win him" But suddenly everyone held their breath, and the surroundings fell into an abnormal silence.

Pei Qingxi moved his gaze to the court.

Zhou Hao held the reddish-brown basketball in both hands, looked at the frame on the rebound for a few seconds, and then saw him push up with both hands, and the basketball flew up without his hands, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

The moment the basketball approached the basket, it was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat!

"Bang".

Then came another burst of cheers.

Pei Qingxi looked at the boys in the field, with a particularly smug smile on his slightly familiar face, and couldn't help but subconsciously clench his fists.

Can he win?

Because of Zhou Hao's outstanding performance in one go, the onlookers began to talk about it again.

Basically, they are expressing their worries about Fu Ziheng.

"Normally, those students with good grades seem to know how to do the questions all day long, and their motor cells are said to be almost close to zero, I can almost imagine the picture of Fu Ziheng being abused by Zhou Hao after a while!"