The next day was Monday, and the last class in the afternoon was a rare free activity class, with most of the students running and playing ball near the playground.

Lin Xiyue and Ling Xingyu, Chu Qianqian and Su Yifeng are playing badminton, divided into two groups of mixed doubles.

Su Yifeng waved the racket casually, and every time he hit the ball, it was a "peace ball", the height and strength were just right, as long as anyone with hands and feet could catch it.

And every time he hit in the direction of Lin Xiyue, Ling Xingyu, who was in a group with Lin Xiyue, was very dissatisfied.

Tsk, this eccentricity is a bit too obvious.

But someone complained to Su Yifeng very dissatisfied: "Hey, Su Yifeng, you don't know how to play, this kind of ball you play is not challenging at all!" ”

Su Yifeng's deep eyes darkened, and he clenched the racket in his hand.

This girl, all because she said she wanted to play badminton and doubles, he left the basketball team to accompany her without saying a word.

He remembered that her badminton skills were very stinky, and when she was a child, she would lose her face and lose her temper every time she lost, so he put water on her to make her find some sense of accomplishment.

Unexpectedly, she still has opinions?

In the stands next to him, Yin Haochen was sitting in the first row flipping through a book, which was a book of Tang and Song poems he borrowed from the library.

A gust of wind blew, and the sound of laughter and scolding drifted into his ears with the wind, disturbing his calm.

Unconsciously raised his eyes, and he saw Lin Xiyue's smiling face that was exceptionally bright in the sun.

When she laughed, the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth was shallow, and her bright eyes seemed to carry light, illuminating the whole sky.

The Tang and Song poems in his hand were blown by the wind, and the snow-white pages flew with the wind.

Suddenly, a shuttlecock flew through the air and landed impartially on the book in his hand.

Yin ...... Yin Haochen, can you help throw the ball over? Lin Xiyue ran to the stands and looked at him with a small face.

Because she had just exercised, her originally fair little face was flushed, like a ripe apple.

"Yes." Yin Haochen responded lightly and threw the ball towards her.

Lin Xiyue just turned around and ran a few steps, suddenly stopped and looked back at him, took a deep breath and said, "You...... Would you like to play badminton with us? ”

Yin Haochen was slightly stunned, he usually only cares about reading books and rarely participates in sports activities.

Lin Xiyue plucked up her courage again: "Come on, it's fun to have more people." ”

She said to herself in her heart that she only invited Yin Haochen because his mother said that they should communicate more when they were in class.

She did this to help him integrate into the class, and her purpose was very simple and selfless.

Yes, that's right, that's it.

Yin Haochen looked at her little face that had been looking up, and an idea popped up in her mind inexplicably: Isn't her neck sour after being raised for so long?

Then he heard himself say, "Yes." ”

When they saw Lin Xiyue and Yin Haochen coming over together, Ling Xingyu and Chu Qianqian were dumbfounded at the same time.

Ling Xingyu secretly poked Chu Qianqian's arm: "This ...... What's going on? ”

Chu Qianqian motioned for her to look at Su Yifeng's face that was as black as the bottom of a pot: "It's a very serious situation." ”

It just so happened that Ling Xingyu didn't want to fight, so he took the initiative to give way to Yin Haochen and let him join Lin Xiyue.

Such a combination undoubtedly added another fire to Su Yifeng's heart.

(Happy New Year, little fairies, the first recommended vote in 2019, must be voted for the wild goose~~ 12:40 noon on the next shift~~)