At this moment, the remaining sports students also stopped, panting slightly, and looked over this side with puzzled eyes.

The hairband boy took two steps closer to Chen Jiayu, stretched out his hand, and said in an impolite tone: "Hey, give me back the ball." ”

Chen Jiayu squinted his eyes and recognized the other party.

Yao Lianghui is a sports student at the school. His father is said to have opened a trading company, his family has a little money, and he is usually very generous, so he is very popular among sports students, and he is a little famous. Of course, I don't know how many of them are sincere.

"You've hit someone." Chen Jiayu grabbed the basketball with his arm, looked at Yao Lianghui, and said lightly: "Apologize first." ”

Yao Lianghui was stunned, and then tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I just accidentally slipped my foot just now, besides, I also said I'm sorry." ”

"There is no sincerity, we do not accept." Chen Jiayu's other hand pointed to the garbage bag that flew out of Hou Zifan's hand when he fell, as well as the garbage scattered around, "Also, clean these up again." ”

Yao Lianghui glanced at the garbage—paper balls, snack bags, drink bottles, discarded stationery...... There is even half a bowl of stinking hot dry noodles that have been overturned, which can be called a variety of dazzling, and his face sank suddenly.

"Give me the ball, I don't want to say it a second time."

Chen Jiayu was expressionless: "Apologize and sweep the floor." I don't want to say it a second time. ”

“……”

The entire basketball court fell silent for a moment, followed by whispers of surprise.

"Damn, this kid is on the pole with Yao Lianghui."

"Tell Lao Yao to sweep the floor? Crazy him. ”

"Which class?"

"It looks familiar......

……

Hou Zifan was also stunned.

"Old Chen...... You're so fierce. ”

He was shocked and moved.

Originally, in the face of a few sports students who were tall and tall, the idea of bowing their heads and calming people naturally was thrown aside in an instant, and he straightened his waist instead, and stared at Yao Lianghui with his eyes: "Yes, apologize!" Sweeping! ”

Brother stands up for himself, and he can't always be cowardly and pull back.

The apology is still secondary, and the momentum cannot be lost!

You can't save your brother's face!

It's a must!

The light of the setting sun was a little dazzling, Yao Lianghui didn't pay attention to Hou Zifan, but half-squinted his eyes and slowly walked a few steps towards Chen Jiayu.

It wasn't until he walked a step in front of Chen Jiayu that he stopped and looked at him.

Chen Jiayu calmly looked back at the past.

The two were about the same height, and they were standing facing each other at the moment, almost at eye level. It's just that Yao Lianghui has dark skin and a strong body, and Chen Jiayu, who has a long body and a fair complexion, looks a little too delicate and handsome.

But once you notice the calmness and calmness in the young man's eyes, you can't help but feel a feeling of "this guy doesn't seem to be so simple".

"Oh...... I know you. Yao Lianghui squinted his eyes and slowly spit out: "Chen Jiayu from the third class, right?" ”

Chen Jiayu didn't have any expression and didn't respond.

"I'm not a patient person, so I'll warn you one last time, give me the ball." Yao Lianghui wanted to open his mouth with a smile, "Before I get angry, get acquainted with each other." ”

Several other sports students also took a few steps closer.

Although it wasn't really pressed, it wasn't friendly.

Chen Jiayu's expression remained unchanged, and he said unhurriedly: "I have already said just now, are you not good at hearing clearly, or are you not able to understand because you have a bad brain?" ”

Yao Lianghui's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the next second, he smiled, "Okay, Chen Jiayu, I can't see it, you're quite dragged." ”

He looked at Chen Jiayu playfully, with a rebellious contempt in his eyes that almost turned into substance: "What if I just don't apologize and don't sweep the floor, what can you do?" ”

In the next second, Chen Jiayu answered him with action.

He took the basketball in his hand, flicked his wrist, and threw it in a certain direction casually.

The basketball drew an arc in the air, flew directly over the small half of the playground, and then, straight into it-

in the trash.

Everyone was stunned.

One of the gym students closest to the trash can strode over, stuck his head out and poked his eyes, almost not throwing up.

"Damn, it's disgusting!"

This trash can is next to the cafeteria, which contains most of the leftovers, which are all mixed together at the moment, and it is no longer possible to see what it originally is, and there is a thick layer of black and yellow oil soup floating on it, plus an afternoon of fermentation, emitting a sour and smelly smell, and the lethality is comparable to that of a small chemical weapon.

And that basketball, on that thick layer of oil, floats and sinks.

The student approached the trash can with a look of resistance and helplessness, and then tremblingly stretched out his hands and carefully pulled the basketball out of it.

The soup on the basketball is dripping, the oil is all over the place, and it is miserable.

The boy with the hairband called Yao Lianghui only glanced at it, and he trembled with anger.

"This ball is a limited edition that my dad brought back to me from abroad!" He was angry, like a fried rooster, "Chen Jiayu, are you careful?" ”

Chen Jiayu was unfazed, "I'm sorry, my hand slipped." ”

？？？？

Slippery hands?

Or just slipped into the trash can more than a dozen meters away?

What about when we are fools?

Everyone was speechless.

Yao Lianghui stared at Chen Jiayu with an angry face, and clenched his fists: "You are quite bold, you think that the school rules do not allow fighting, so you have no fear?" You don't know that the school's surveillance cameras haven't been turned on for the past two days, right? ”

The threat in the words is almost substantial.

Hearing this, Hou Zifan was a little panicked.

Although there are regulations in the school that students who fight will be reviewed by the whole school and punished and persuaded to quit, but the seventeen or eighteen-year-old half-grown children are all the age of righteous and strong, and sometimes the big thing of sesame mung beans can also instantly detonate their anger.

Once the fire is up, if the camera is really not turned on, then the school rules are still somewhat binding, and it is difficult to say.

If you really want to make a move, the other party is a strong and strong sports student, Hou Zifan doesn't think that Chen Jiayu can be like those male protagonists in the TV series, he can make a big show of his might to defeat the crowd!

At the same time, the rest of the sports students also had gloomy faces, moving forward step by step, slowly narrowing the circle.

Chen Jiayu didn't seem to feel any crisis, and stood calmly.

"Lao Chen, go quickly!" Hou Zifan suddenly rushed over, and directly blocked in front of Chen Jiayu with a face of death, "Old Chen, I thank you for helping me get ahead." You guys, you're going to come at me for whatever you want...... It has nothing to do with him! ”

The tone and expression are extremely tragic, and he just sings a song "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return".

Chen Jiayu is standing up for him, of course he can't help but be righteous and put his friends in danger!

But before he could completely enter the play, the next second, he was pushed away.

Hou Zifan: "??? ”

Chen Jiayu smiled: "Don't worry, if you borrow their courage, you won't dare to hit me." ”

Hou Zifan: "......"

I suspect my brother has something wrong with his brain.