When Zhang Shuai stood at the back door and turned around, Zhong Nuanyang opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't say anything, and let him turn his head in wonder.

After arriving at the station, Zhong Nuanyang took the initiative to follow, trying to find a topic to resolve the embarrassment just now: "That...... You were still adjusting to the class yesterday, right? ”

"Is it because I laughed at your face like a bun during dinner yesterday?" Zhang Shuai seemed to think all the way, and asked with some uncertainty.

"No," Zhong Nuanyang shook her head, suddenly feeling a little sympathetic to Zhang Shuai's brain, she took a deep breath: "It's not your problem, it's me...... Cranky ......"

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Shuai looked at her curiously, and the twinkling stars in his eyes made Zhong Nuanyang's face red again.

"You...... What's the blushing? Zhang Shuai jumped out half a meter in a hurry, and found that the people around him looked at them and hurriedly lowered his voice and came over: "You...... Won't it be like me...... Right......? ”

The basketball that suddenly flew out broke the tense atmosphere of the two, Zhang Shuai reacted quickly, dodged and pushed Zhong Nuanyang at the same time, the basketball rubbed his arm and bounced to the front, rolling down on the ground and smashing into the ankle of the classmate in front.

"Opps," behind him was Su Feng's calm voice, he interspersed expressionlessly under the gaze of the two, and his empty sleeves floated up and flung onto Zhong Nuanyang's arm. Picking up the basketball on the ground with one hand, he looked back at the frowning Zhang Shuai and the nervous Zhong Nuanyang, pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded, and got up and left without saying a word of apology.

"Hey." Zhang Shuai stopped him: "You almost hit someone." After speaking, his face was full of dissatisfaction, and he had the posture of stepping forward to theorize, Zhong Nuanyang subconsciously grabbed his arm.

Su Feng didn't speak, turned the basketball with one hand, glanced at the hand on Zhang Shuai's arm, turned it back again, and walked forward without looking back.

"Forget it, forget it, don't worry about him in general......" Zhong Nuanyang wanted to say that his arm was injured, it shouldn't have been intentional, but before the words were finished, Su Feng, who had just walked away, suddenly flashed back for some reason.

"What, do you want to fight?" Su Feng stared at Zhang Shuai's angry eyes and snorted coldly.

"You did it on purpose." Zhang Shuai gritted his back molars, and his originally white face was flushed with a few traces of excited blood.

"You two don't want to do this, what will the teacher do when he sees it." Zhong Nuanyang found that a circle of people began to gather around to watch the excitement, and warned the two of them in a hurry.

Su Feng's eyes turned on the faces of the two, and then he glanced at Zhong Nuanyang's hand that he forgot to let go because of nervousness, and his face was a little ugly, outsiders thought that they were definitely going to fight, who knew that Su Feng suddenly coughed, said something in a voice low to the abdominal cavity, and then left with a blushing face.

Zhong Nuanyang's eyes widened when she heard Su Feng's words, she thought she had heard it wrong, and turned her head to look at Zhang Shuai next to her, only to see that he was also confused.

"What does he mean?" Zhang Shuai scratched his chin, and this movement reminded Zhong Nuanyang to let go of his arm.

"He just said he was embarrassed." Zhong Nuanyang was afraid that the two would really fight just now, but he didn't realize that he had been grabbing Zhang Shuai's arm, and at the moment he rubbed his fingers a little embarrassedly, and asked uncertainly.

Zhang Shuai shook his head, and he didn't know if he had heard it wrong, obviously his tense appearance just now was about to provoke, how could he suddenly return home, making him confused.