When Han Xue heard Ye Chong's expression of her heart with her own ears, she blushed with nervousness and her heart beat ...... She wanted to leave quietly, but she was caught by Coach Yang again, and she was really ashamed. So she hurried out of the cherry blossom forest and left.

For some reason, Han Xue always felt that Ye Chong was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. It seems that he is the same masked big brother from all those years ago, but how is it possible? The big brother is much older than him.

Ye Chong is ugly, clumsy, and not the Prince Charming in her mind at all. But for some reason, as soon as she saw him, she had an unforgettable feeling, as if she owed him a lot in her previous life, and she still couldn't pay it back in this life.

Could he be the masked big brother who is in tears and in love?

But that big brother...... Well...... Why did you take off your mask but didn't see it clearly?

When she returned from self-study in the evening, Han Xue sat at her desk, sometimes thinking of her eldest brother and sometimes thinking of Ye Chong.

When I think of my big brother, I can't help but sigh. When he thinks of Ye Chong, he laughs to himself.

Ling'er glanced at Han Xue, put down the novel in her hand, sighed and said: "It seems that this world does not lack beauty, but lacks eyes to find beauty, and our Han Xue happens to have such a pair of beautiful big eyes, don't you say?"

"What eyes?" Han Xue woke up from a dream.

"Panda eyes, shiny and affectionate!" Ling'er said sincerely.

"What are you talking about, I'm ignoring you!" Han Xue's face turned red when she was told what was going on, but she quickly turned her head sideways and pretended to sulk.

"My Snow White, you can't really see a rainbow in the eyes of a panda, right?" Ling'er looked sorry, her eyes rolled and she laughed out loud, and said: "It seems that everyone can't have beautiful eyes, otherwise Zhu Bajie won't be able to find a wife." ”

"Who said I liked him anymore?" Han Xue was anxious.

"He?, which one?" Ling'er asked knowingly, spreading her hands and pretending to be innocent.

"I hate it, you are so annoying!" Han Xue gritted her teeth as if she was angry, and pinched Ling'er's neck fiercely, shaking it constantly, and scolded: "Call you nonsense, strangle you long-tongued woman!"

Ling'er cooperated with Han Xue, stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes a few times, and collapsed on the desk.

Liu Feifei, who had been sitting on the top bunk and smiling and watching, immediately changed her sad expression, played mourning music, and mourned heavily: "Ling'er, a great gossip journalist, an excellent gossip writer, was pinched to death by Han Xue, who lost her mind, because she told the truth, and unfortunately died young, at the age of 20......" The whole bedroom was amused by them.

Although Han Xue argued for a night, the roommates firmly believed that Han Xue had a pair of big eyes that found beauty.

This made Han Xue speechless, crying and laughing, and thinking hatefully: "What if you like Ye Chong? I just like him, which will surprise you!"

Before Han Xue woke up the next day, she heard Ling'er running back to the dormitory in a panic, grabbed her from the bed, and said loudly: "Hurry up, your sweetheart is putting on an underwear show!

Han Xue wanted to go out and have a look, but after experiencing yesterday's embarrassment, she had to pretend to be indifferent and endure it until class ended at noon, and then she slipped out carelessly.

She pretended to look at her phone, and slipped to the edge of the playground, intentionally or unintentionally, only to see a group of people gathered around the football field.

This group of people pointed and pointed, sometimes surprised, sometimes laughing and cheering, which was very different from their usual performance, and said in their hearts: "Could it be that Ye Chong really ran naked?"

Han Xue pushed away the crowd and squeezed in, only to see Ye Chong wearing a "skirt" and shirtless, chasing the ball at the top of the arc of the penalty area, his movements were very clumsy, as if he had never played ball. Suddenly, the opposing defender made a mistake and actually passed the ball to Ye Chong's feet.

Ye Chong was surprised and delighted, volleyed with his feet, and hung it in the dead corner of the goal, but the goalkeeper reacted quickly, pounced to the right, and actually saved the ball.

It's just that the ball is so stupid that it can't even roll, it just flips over and lies there.

Everyone looked at it: fuck, it's a slipper.

Han Xue burst out laughing.

"Ye Chong, well done, stink them to death!" Hehe......" At this time, a strangely dressed girl jumped and shouted.

Han Xue's heart trembled: "Who is this girl? Is he a girlfriend? He actually has a girlfriend?"

"Haha, fuck! And people who play football in slippers?"

"Do you know how to play football?!!fuck, change!" someone shouted.

"A strange one, the identification is complete. "Some people are very calm.

"Who the told him to play!" exclaimed a stunned young man.

A bald student next to him pointed to the assistant teacher and whispered, "Who else can there be?" Li Yuan, that idiot, since he coached our school team, he has never won. ”

Li Yuan looked at Coach Yang and smiled more ugly than crying.

The stunned young man stuck out his tongue and said, "Didn't he kick Coach Yang's head? Why was he selected for the school football team again?"

The bald classmate smiled and said, "I guess Coach Yang wants to make him look good." ”

Coach Yang blushed, snorted and turned away, feeling as if a puff of green smoke was rising from his head at the same time.

Li Yuan seemed to understand something all of a sudden, suddenly slapped his head, and said to the bench player next to him, "Who is that, you quickly take off my shoes for me." ”

"Take it off?" the thin monkey looked confused*.

"Less rambling, hurry up!"

"Why?" said the skinny monkey had to take off his shoes.

"To Ye Chong. ”

"! Why give it to him?" The thin monkey can't forget Ye Chong's hatred for smashing him, and when he thinks about it, he hates it so much that he asks him to give Ye Chong shoes to wear, which is simply killing him: "Give him shoes to wear?"

Li Yuan gently hugged the thin monkey's neck and whispered, "Did Ye Chong knock you out last time?"

"yes. The skinny monkey was unconvinced.

"Be quiet!" Li Yuan said impatiently, and then continued in a low voice, "Why don't you have sand in your shoes?"

"Sand, how many feet are there with sand?" said the thin monkey in a low voice.

"your feet?"

"Whose feet are that?"

"Whoever I see in these shoes will be on his feet. After Li Yuan finished speaking, he patted the thin monkey on the shoulder and shouted at the playground: "Ye Chong, you fucking hurry up and change my shoes." ”

The thin monkey frowned, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly ran to the side and secretly stuffed a handful of sand into his shoes.

Li Yuan shook his head with a smile, leaned over and said, "A few grains are fine." ”

The thin monkey snorted, scratched his head, and knocked out a few more.

Ye Chong ran to the sidelines, didn't think about it, and rushed in with his sneakers on.

Xiao Qiang was depressed, not only because the striker had become a striker, but also because several beautiful shots were blocked by Ye Chong's head. Damn*, I don't know what Coach Yang thinks? I actually let this plague god strike? I don't know if I let the donkey kick in the head?

In the past, he always thought that "the ball smashed Ye Chong's head" was just a coincidence of probability, and he didn't think about it carefully. But after smashing it a few times today, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that 'the ball smashed Ye Chong's head' is a definite thing?"

He tried several times in a row and found a peculiar experience: as long as it was a football flying past Ye Chong, the range was within five meters, it would definitely be biased towards him, and if the range was within 2 meters, the chance of hitting the head was almost 100%, unless Ye Chong found out in advance and deliberately dodged.

At first, he thought it was because he was out of mind, but after trying a few more times, he found that all of this turned out to be true. This time his thinking was really a little confused, he looked at the world around him, and his heart was confused: "Is everything in this world fake?"

"Xiao Qiang!" a teammate suddenly passed the ball.

Xiao Qiang unloaded the football with his side foot, and in a daze, he took the ball past the two of them, and secretly said in his heart: "This is absolutely impossible! ”

At this time, one of the opposing defenders greeted him.

Xiao Qiang turned around and picked it up, leaned back and shot hard, and the football flew straight between Ye Chong and the dead corner of the goal.

He calculated accurately, when the football flew over Ye Chong, the vertical distance from Ye Chong should be about two meters, and the distance from the dead corner of the goal was also about two meters, and Ye Chong was facing away from him. In other words, if nothing else, this ball will definitely hit Ye Chong's head.

Han Xue on the sidelines also seemed to have discovered this strange phenomenon, but she was not as sure and confused as Xiao Qiang. While others were admiring Xiao Qiang's football arc and scimitar, she felt that Ye Chong's head seemed to have an invisible gravitational force. So when Xiao Qiang shot this kick, she quickly closed her eyes.