Chapter 3 The Rising Trend
"Hey, Rui Xiaohai, did you treat your cousin like this?"
Xu Yu staggered.
"My cousin, can you please stop being so noisy." I viciously tugged at Xu Yu's schoolbag belt, "Also, don't maliciously tamper with my name." ”
I suddenly realized that it was really hard to get to Xuyu with my height.
"Good, good." Xu Yu pursed his lips, and suddenly realized something, "Do you know where your class is?" ”
"Please, I'm here to go to school, are you stupid to me?"
I said, dodging the students who were looking at me curiously.
"I'm not afraid you don't know."
Xu Yu smiled, and the tall figure enveloped me.
"Huh! Xu Yu! ”
Behind him, a voice mixed with a slight gasp came.
Turning around, a boy who was half a cut short from Xu Yu was against the morning light, full of the breath of the sun.
"Zhang Fuchao!"
Xu Yu grinned and crashed into the tall boy beside him.
"You kid, you're finally coming to school. Without you as a power forward these days, our basketball team is like having no soul. ”
The boy said, his facial expression was extremely rich.
"Won't I come back, is the captain going to die in a hurry these days?"
Xu Yu smiled, raised his eyebrows, as if he had forgotten me, and had a hot chat with the boy.
"Not really." The boy smiled, suddenly noticed me beside Xu Yu, and sighed, "This is?" ”
"Oh, my cousin, isn't it beautiful."
Xu Yu took my shoulder and smiled.
"I've never heard you mention it before."
Zhang Fuchao said, looking at me with curiosity in his eyes.
"She also came to Lijiang a while ago."
Xu Yu said, and actually reached out and rubbed my hair.
I lowered my eyes, endured the discomfort, and tried my best to give Xu Yu face.
Zhang Futhou smiled warmly and stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Zhang Futhuan." ”
"Rui Yinghai."
I pursed my lips and nodded, not catching the outstretched hand.
He withdrew his hand with some embarrassment.
"Eh, has the captain been angry these days?"
Xu Yu quickly dodged in front of Zhang Fuchao, wanting to relieve the tension of the atmosphere.
"No matter how angry you are, I still hope you come back."
Zhang Fuchao said, his face full of humility.
Looking at him, I suddenly remembered the shy scholar of the former gentle son.
"The basketball team still can't work without me as the main force."
Xu Yu smiled evilly, looking helpless.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Yingying Gongfu step, Ranran Mansion trend."
I muttered, as if I knew the deep meaning of Zhang Fuchao's name.
"You know that, too."
Zhang Fuchao looked at me with a smile.
"Your name is nice."
I smiled indifferently.
"Thank you."
Zhang Fu tended to chew the words and smile elegantly.
"Tell me what kind of riddles you're playing there."
Xu Yu suddenly interjected, his face full of weirdness.
"I told you to read more poetry and books......
I pouted helplessly, and I had nothing to say to this cousin.
However, I am still quite curious about how a scholarly student like Zhang Fuchao has a relationship with a simple-minded and well-developed person like Xu Yu.
"Cut, brother's dream is to be a basketball star for the national team!"
Xu Yu raised his arms high and raised his head proudly.
"Daydream your daydreams."
I couldn't help but look at him with amusement, and I couldn't help but get closer to him in my heart.
"Ah, hey, little cousin Sakura, don't cry and beg to come to me when I become a big star."
Xu Yu grimaced at me and smiled heartily.
"Xu Yu!"
I chased after him, a smile on my face that I didn't even notice.
Under the sun, Xu Yu and I chased after each other, like carefree children in childhood.
"Wait for me!"
Zhang Fuchao also smiled, and couldn't help but chase after me and Xu Yu who ran into the teaching building.
The birds are chirping, this is probably youth.