Ling Xing, who was holding Su Qingluo's coat in his arms, came back to his senses for a long time.

Also confused with her were three other classmates from City No. 1 Middle School, two girls and one boy, who were also classmates who participated in the semi-finals this time.

The three of them looked at each other, and the short-haired girl frowned and said, "He Tan, what's the situation?"

The other boy spread his hands: "Who knows?"

Then, the three of them simultaneously focused their gaze on Ling Xing, who was standing directly in front of them.

Sensing their gaze, Ling Xing also shook his head: "I don't know what's going on?"

When He Qin took the initiative to greet Su Qingluo just now, Su Qingluo still didn't want to say too much to him, why did the two turn their heads and play ball together?

Tut! When did men's minds become less so easy to guess?

The short-haired girl didn't look at He Tan again, but looked at the men's coat in Ling Xing's hand, a smile on the corner of her mouth walked up to Ling Xing's side two steps forward, and greeted Ling Xing kindly: "Hello classmate, I'm Li Xiaoge from City No. 1 Middle School, can you get to know me?"

This way of greeting is a little familiar, but isn't it exactly the same as He Tan's way of greeting?

The way to greet others in the first middle school of the co-author city is uniform wholesale?

Ling Xing was not as cold as Su Qingluo, and she also smiled politely: "Hello, I'm Ling Xing of F high."

Li Xiaoge is an extremely self-familiar character, after Ling Xing greeted her, she squeezed directly to Ling Xing's side and asked politely, "Can I stand here?"

Aren't you all standing here already?

Ling Xing: "...... Yes. ”

Li Xiaoge looked at the court without squinting, and asked Ling Xing again: "Ling Xing, are you good at Luoshen's ball skills?"

Ling Xing was stunned again when he heard this title: "Luo Shen?"

Li Xiaoge nodded, and didn't think there was anything wrong with this title: "I heard that people in your school call him like this."

The reason why the students of F high school call Su Qingluo this way is because he has been able to get unnatural results in these exams every time, coupled with the prevalence of the Internet in the past two years, it is normal for students who are too good to be laughed at by their classmates and called the god of learning.

Has this matter been reported to the first middle school in the city?

In City F, City No. 1 Middle School and F High School are the two best high schools.

Because of this, the teachers and students of these two schools are secretly competing, both want to be the first, and no one is convinced.

The students of the No. 1 Middle School in the city and the students of the F high school are also in a competitive relationship, and I heard that they snorted coldly when they saw each other in the first two years, and they both opened their eyes.

Now, how can the students of City No. 1 Middle School easily admit the god of F high and call them the same as others?

Ling Xing didn't know whether Su Qingluo's ball skills were good or bad, so naturally he couldn't answer Li Xiaoge's question.

Li Xiaoge didn't care, her eyes wandered between Su Qingluo and He Tan, and there was an interesting smile on the corner of her mouth: "He Tan's ball skills are very good, I don't know if he can win?"

The girl next to her, who had not spoken, spoke at this time: "I think he can win, and he rarely loses in our school."

Li Xiaoge touched his chin thoughtfully: "F high is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this is really not necessarily."

The girl frowned, her expression was a little displeased, probably thinking that Li Xiaoge had grown other people's ambitions and destroyed her own prestige.

No matter when and where, I care about winning or losing, which is very in line with the style of City No. 1 Middle School.

Qiu Yilin was standing on Ling Xing's right side, and there was only one person between the two, which was relatively close, so close that Ling Xing could hear the conversation between Qiu Yilin and Liu Yi.

The topic of the two revolved around Liang Qingzhou and Yue Shi, without mentioning Su Qingluo or He Qin, as if nothing would happen.

Qiu Yilin's personality has changed greatly for many days, and she has never spoken to the system, she doesn't talk to the system, and Ling Xing naturally can't hear her inner voice.

Until now, she didn't know if the system had disappeared or been upgraded, or if she was watching her from a hidden place.

On the court not far away, both sides had already formed their own teams, and Su Qingluo and He Tan were divided into two teams.

Most of the students had seen the video of He Tan participating in the debate competition, and the students were basically present when the school held the debate competition last time, so He Qin was quickly recognized.

Now that the rematch is imminent, although the students are curious about how He Qin appeared on the playground of F high school, Su Qingluo is also on the playground, so He Tan's appearance is not so abrupt.

Hearing that He Qin was going to play for Su Qingluo's competition, whether it was the participating classmates or the onlookers, their faces were full of excitement.

They were still waiting to see the excitement of tomorrow's rematch, but they didn't expect that there would be a lively watch today.

The crowd didn't know which boy knew He Tan, and he shouted: "He Tan's ball skills are first-class."

Someone immediately answered: "Our Luoshen's ball skills are also very good."

It was also because of these two voices that the players who were choosing the team hesitated a little.

Su Qingluo's team members were quickly filled, and of course, there were many people who were willing to team up with He Tan.

The students didn't know He Tan's ball skills, and everyone who joined He Tan's team jokingly asked He Tan how his ball skills were? Someone just said that his ball skills are good, is it true?

He Qin smiled good-naturedly: "When the game starts, you will know." ”

When the game was about to start, Liang Qingzhou's goods came out of nowhere, shouting that he wanted to join the team.

Su Qingluo glanced at him and refused coldly: "The team is full, I don't need you." ”

Liang Qingzhou didn't care about this, he looked at it with one look, and someone immediately made room for him.

"Brother Zhou, come to the God Team, I'll quit."

A few people on He Tan's side also raised their hands: "Brother Zhou, if you want to join He Tan's team, I can also quit." ”

The classmates are afraid of Liang Qingzhou's identity as a school bully and his unstingy temperament.

If he's upset, he'll hit whoever he wants.

Liang Qingzhou glanced at Su Qingluo proudly, and his little expression seemed to say: Look at my popularity.

Su Qingluo slapped the ball in his hand, didn't even bother to glance at Liang Qingzhou, and only urged: "Don't ink, hurry up."

Liang Qingzhou was not discouraged when he got a cold face, he walked up to He Qin and asked, "How are your ball skills?" ”

He Qin smiled unabatedly: "It's okay." ”

Liang Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Then what are your bets?" ”

He Tan shook his head: "It's just a casual practice, there is no bet." ”

Liang Qingzhou looked over and seemed relieved: "Okay, I'll join your team." ”

He Qin still smiled: "Welcome." ”

Tsk, I don't know how many times better this temper is than Su Qingluo's goods, Liang Qingzhou bumped his arm when he walked past Su Qingluo: "Learn more from others."

Su Qingluo sneered, his eyes a little cold.

The time when he was forced to be beaten seemed to have returned, Liang Qingzhou stood behind He Qin, glanced at Su Qingluo provocatively, but said to He Tan: "Let's work together, we will definitely be able to defeat him." ”

also showed the evil spirit of being defeated by him every time in the past two years.

With the whistle blowing, the game officially begins.

Now He Tan didn't smile or speak.

Here, Li Xiaoge pointed in the direction of Liang Qingzhou and asked Ling Xing: "Isn't that boy very powerful, I think those classmates seem to be a little afraid of him?" ”

Ling Xing nodded: "He is the school bully of our school. ”

"Huh?" Li Xiaoge was a little incredulous: "School bully? Your school still has this ...... This one? ”

How? Isn't there one in the city?

Ling Xing wanted to tell her that F High School not only has a school bully, but also has a new successor to the school bar every year.

turned his head and thought again, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, so forget it.

The ball game has begun, and the vigorous figures of the teenagers are running on the playground.

Su Qingluo's ball skills are good, He Tan's ball skills are also good, and the scores of the two teams have always been equal.

I can't tell if others are happy, but the corners of Liang Qingzhou's mouth are getting bigger and bigger.

From so far away, Ling Xing could see his white teeth clearly.

The cheering and shouting around were endless, Li Xiaoge put his hands to his lips in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted to the crowd without hesitation-

"Come on, Heqin."

She didn't favor one over the other, and after shouting He Qin to come on, she then shouted: "Come on."

It's impartial, and it's really impossible to find any fault.

The two students next to Li Xiaoge, who were also from the city's No. 1 Middle School, didn't know if they couldn't pull it down or something else, in short, they didn't shout and cheer for He Tan throughout the whole process.

It may be that I heard that He Qin of Luoshen and City No. 1 Middle School was playing on the playground, and when the game was a little and a half old, there were many more students watching the game around.

Ling Xing saw Zeng Zhile and Lu Qianmo from a distance, and even Yu Pan, who usually didn't like to watch the excitement the most, came.

The sound of "Come on, Roselle" is the loudest, it can almost puncture people's eardrums, this is in F high, and it is normal for the classmates to cheer for Su Qingluo.

At the end of the game, the score of the two sides reached 5:5, which was still tied, and the atmosphere on the playground was suddenly stretched to full.

Su Qingluo represents F high, and He Qin represents the city's No. 1 Middle School.

Tomorrow is the rematch, and whoever wins or loses today, emotions may be affected more or less.

A draw is undoubtedly the best ending.

Xiao Hei walked towards Liang Qingzhou in a hurry, and before he could shout "Brother Zhou", Su Qingluo reached out and took what he was holding, and threw his coat to Liang Qingzhou.

Looking at the flying coat, Liang Qingzhou subconsciously reached out to take it, and looked at Su Qingluo with an unhappy look: "What are you doing?"

Su Qingluo's gaze fell on his arm, swept over, and his tone was very light: "It's cold, put on a coat." ”

Liang Qingzhou was stunned for a while when he heard this, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably twice: "You, you, are you okay?" ”

I can't wait to kill him on weekdays, how can I care about him today?

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, Liang Qingzhou's face was suddenly full of vigilance, and his steps took a step back.

Su Qingluo didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, turned his head and walked in the direction where Ling Xing was in the crowd.

He Tan also followed closely behind him, and his friend was also on Ling Xing's side.

Seeing Su Qingluo coming over, Ling Xing hurriedly handed him the coat in his hand: "Is it cold?" Put it on, don't catch a cold. ”

Although there is no cold wind howling, it is also cold, and you may not feel cold when you are playing all the time, and you will definitely feel cold when you are idle.

There were still fine beads of sweat on Su Qingluo's head, not to mention that it was cold at this moment, it was still hot, but under Ling Xing's expectant eyes, he still obediently put on his coat.

Su Qingluo was wearing a thin sweater inside, not short sleeves, the sweater was not loose enough, and even half of his arm could not be exposed, let alone his biceps.

The competition was over, the class time was approaching, and the students left the playground one after another.

Qiu Yilin suddenly looked back at Ling Xing before leaving, and when Ling Xing noticed that her gaze was also looking at her, she curled the corners of her lips and revealed a smile of unknown meaning.

This laugh is not provocative, but it is more provocative than provocative...... Accurate.

Qiu Yilin seems to have won the game, but the game hasn't started yet, who knows if something will happen tomorrow?

Qiu Yilin may not know that the stupidest way in the world is to pin your hopes on others.

Because you have no idea when someone else will betray you!

Ling Xing walked with Su Qingluo on the way back.

Halfway through, Su Qingluo suddenly paused and called Ling Xing: "Ling Xing."

Ling Xing subconsciously followed him and paused, and he didn't know why he had to look back at him: "Huh? What's wrong? ”

The boy probably wanted to say something but was embarrassed to say it.

He lowered his eyelids, his black eyelashes covered his eyes like a small fan, and he seemed to be a little anxious: "Ling Xing, I'...... I'm actually no worse than Liang Qingzhou......"

"What?" Ling Xing was still in a state of confusion, and he couldn't understand the meaning of Su Qingluo's words for a while.

When she reacted quickly, her brain was also running rapidly, Su Qingluo said that he was no worse than Liang Qingzhou?

What's not worse than Liang Qingzhou? In addition to not having a good father, Su Qingluo doesn't seem to be worse than Liang Qingzhou in all aspects.

Needless to say, everyone with eyes will think that Su Qingluo is better looking than Liang Qingzhou.

That grade?

The results Su Qingluo is better than anyone else, and Liang Qingzhou's results are completely unattainable, which is recognized by everyone.

The results of the two are not comparable at all, but what is there to compare besides the results?

Did she just say something unintentionally?

Ling Xing couldn't remember what he said for a while, and after thinking for a while, he had to look up at Su Qingluo again, hoping that Su Qingluo could simply give her a wake-up call.

Maybe Su Qingluo happened to look down at her at this time, and the two looked at each other.

Su Qingluo's eyes were extraordinarily dark, like a deep pool, which could suck people in.

Ling Xing immediately opened her eyes and didn't dare to look more, no matter how strong her concentration was, she couldn't resist the critical attack of the young man's beauty.

Su Qingluo suddenly reached out to hold Ling Xing's wrist, and with some force in his hand, he lifted Ling Xing's hand up, and leaned in little by little along the zipper of his chest jacket.

Ling Xing's already round eyes were round, and the fingertips of the hand held by Su Qingluo were trembling slightly.

What does Su Qingluo want to do?

Did you force her to commit murder?

The fingers were still being forced forward little by little, and the jacket zipper was pulled wider and wider, until the edge of the connection completely collapsed, and Ling Xing's hand crossed his chest and landed on Su Qingluo's arm.

At this moment, Ling Xing finally understood what Su Qingluo meant.

Just then I heard his voice again: "You touch and see ......"

Ling Xing: "......"

In that case, then don't blame her for being polite.