Chapter 8:

When receiving the phone call from Han Dong, Xie Meng and his class were planning to go to the gym in the afternoon and greeted Zhang Lianban. Xie Meng walked to the playground alone.
"Zhuo Xiaoyuan has come to school?" Han Dong asked, "Isn't he okay yet?"
Xie Meng: "The plaster hasn't been demolished ... why don't you call me?"
Han Dong smiled: "What are you calling? It's going to be fatal. It's not good for someone to take the lead for you."
"It was originally Zhuo Xiaoyuan's trouble. If he hadn't believed the right person, you wouldn't have suffered so many crimes." Han Dong continued: "At that time, his sister was ill and could not report the incident to the school. As a result, he So what brothers are lumped together, Lin Hengjing also used his power to simply block Zhuo Xiaoyuan's ip, and he couldn't post it on the campus network. "
Han Dong sighed: "His sister has stabilized recently and he has the time to deal with it. He feels ashamed of you. Lin Hengjing found a few people around him and was taken to the hospital by him. He also calculated his breath."
Xie Meng was silent for a long while: "How is his sister's health?"
"It's more troublesome," Han Dong whispered. "He knows and is prepared. Ji Qinyang also knows this."
"... Ji Qinyang?" Xie Meng was surprised: "What is the relationship with him?"
This time it was replaced by Han Dongyu: "Did you tell him about junior high school? Zhuo Xiaoyuan was worried that Lin Hengjing would harass you. Ji Qinyang accompanied you back home. When he was under siege, Ji Qinyang took someone there. Saved. "
Xie Meng: "..."
Han Dong: "Lin Hengjing was dismissed today. You have to guard against these days. I always think he is not so easy to die."
"I know." Xie Meng promised: "Thank you, be careful."
Han Dong snorted: "He dares to mess with me?"
Xie Meng laughed, and the two drew something else, and Han Dong suddenly asked, "How's the bar?"
"?" Xie Meng thought the topic was too baffling: "What are you asking him to do?"
Han Dong has a reason: "I asked for Rourou."
Xie Meng was not convinced.
Han Dong: "Well-faced girls."
Xie Meng was right after thinking about it, so he said, "Ask me?"
Han Dong: "What clothes is he wearing today?"
Xie Meng glanced at Zhang Langban, who found that his eyes were still dumb compared to the V.
"..." Xie Meng waved and said to the phone, "School uniform."
Han Dong: "Are you going to school uniforms? So good?"
Xie Meng had to say, "School uniforms are more convenient."
"Oh." Han Dong didn't give up: "What have you done today?"
Xie Meng: "Class, class, meal, lunch break, class."
Han Dong: "..." He was a little angry: "You can't answer seriously?"
Xie Meng said helplessly: "What do you want to hear?"
Han Dong thought for a long time and muttered: "Then what class did you take, and what food did you eat at noon?"
Xie Meng: "..."
Ji Qinyang sat on the side of the field and talked to Qi Fei after playing the ball. A few girls surrounded them, and Xie Meng, who Xiao Mei first saw.
"Xie Meng!" The girl extended her arms to say hello.
With two bottles of sports drinks in his hands, Xie Meng approached and handed them to Qi Fei and Ji Qinyang. When he gave Ji Qinyang a smile, he said, "Thank you."
Ji Qinyang didn't ask anything, he twisted the bottle cap off and took a sip before smiling. "You're welcome."
Qi Fei was confused in the side: "What kind of mystery do you play?"
Ji Qinyang took care of himself and didn't speak. Xie Meng found a reason to run with Zhang Leng, and Qi Fei frowned. "You are not kind, brothers are still hiding things."
"It ’s inconvenient for me to tell you." Ji Qinyang stood up, he did a few warm-up exercises, and looked down at Qi Fei: "Play with you tonight?"
Qi Fei: "Aren't you going home with Xie Meng?"
Ji Qinyang paused, he smiled, and said lightly, "No need."
Nearly two months after the second half of the semester began, the school finally began to prepare for the sports meet. The sports meeting in W was not only track and field, but also added ball, basketball, badminton, table tennis, and dodgeball. If there were not many students They can also play large football ...
But even five-man basketball is not easy for some classes.
Ji Qinyang, the third class often playing, Qi Fei and a boy named Chen Dong, Qi Fei can only pull the bar when no one can be found.
"What can I do if I can only dribble?" Zhang Langban was very positive in mentality, but a bit sluggish in action.
Qi Fei: "I'll teach you how to do it, there is still one ... I'll solve the number first!"
Chen Dong proposed: "There are still tall boys in the class who are only Xie Meng. Who are you familiar with?"
The three looked at Ji Qinyang together.
"..." Ji Qinyang glanced at Zhang Gangbang and said lazily: "It seems like you are not familiar with him?"
Zhang Lianban: "That's different! My relationship with Xie Meng is more complicated, and he has the gift of remaking!"
Qi Fei: "... what the are the rebirths coming out ?!"
Ji Qinyang pointed at the temple with his index finger. He seemed to be in a daze for a while, then smiled and said, "OK, I'll ask him."
"Basketball?" Xie Meng was sorting garbage and tied the garbage bags together, and he looked up: "Want me to participate?"
Ji Qinyang threw the packed garbage bag aside: "There are not enough people to sign up after you come."
Xie Meng frowned slightly.
Ji Qinyang looked at him: "Did you sign up for other games?"
Xie Meng: "Dodge the ball."
Ji Qinyang: "It's better than one, just play."
Xie Meng sighed: "I'm not very good at basketball ... at most I only have some basics."
Ji Qinyang smiled: "I can teach you."
Xie Meng was hesitant. Ji Qinyang said, "Don't worry, there is still a bottom bar." When he said this, Xie Meng was staring at his eyes, probably because there was not much melanin, and Ji Qinyang even had pupils. It's very light. When you look at people with a smile, you will be careless.
"Will you think about it?" Ji Qinyang smiled lazily: "Let's play together, I will teach you."
Xie Meng was so foolishly agreed. Five people reported their names and found that there were quite a few follow-up questions. They had less than a month to play the games and they had to teach two novices.
Qi Fei first pointed out: "I will teach you, you know it carefully."
The saluting salute: "yes! Ser!"
Chen Dong played the guard, and there was nothing to teach, Xie Meng naturally gave it to Ji Qinyang.
So every day after school, it became a foursome. On the court, they can often see their 2 to 2 practice. After playing for a while, Qi Fei felt that the leverage was too good. He decided to pull him alone to open a small stove next to him. The secret training is actually not wanting the apprentice to lose the master's face too much.
In contrast, Xie Meng is a genius with rapid progress, good tenacity, focus, and keen response. Ji Qinyang taught for a few days and there was nothing to teach. When the two were alone, they lost a lot. Win less, but Xie Meng has been able to get that point from Ji Qinyang's hands.
"Hold your back against me, squeeze in, and then turn and shoot again." Ji Qinyang gave a demonstration in front of Xie Meng: "You come."
Xie Meng received the ball. He turned his back to Ji Qinyang and hauled it a few times. When he stepped back, he struck Ji Qinyang's arms.
Ji Qinyang stabilized the lower plate, and he wrapped his hands around Xie Meng's waist, embracing the other side in a raised posture.
"..." Xie Meng: "I'm sorry."
Ji Qinyang smiled in Xie Meng's ear: "It doesn't matter, novices will look like this, and they will become proficient after doing a few more times."
… After many times, Xie Meng failed to control his strength and hit Ji Qinyang's arms again.
Xie Meng was awkward: "Is there something wrong?"
Ji Qinyang said patiently: "The action is correct, but don't worry, just stick to me and squeeze in."
Xie Meng did it again. He learned Ji Qinyang's movements. His back was close to the other's chest. The temperature of the boy's chest was ironed on his back through the shirt. Xie Meng could even smell Ji Qinyang The smell of sweat, the warmth of soaking in the sun, burnt the air.
Ji Qinyang looked down at Xie Meng's damp hair. He opened his arms around the other side and whispered against the boy's neck: "Stick again, look for opportunities."
Xie Meng shrank his neck subconsciously, and an inattentive ball was copied by Ji Qinyang.
Xie Meng: "..."
Ji Qinyang spins the ball with one hand, and raises his eyebrow with a smile: "Concentrate."
Xie Meng wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Go ahead."
Ji Qinyang threw the ball back to him, and the two began to practice turning around again. It was not until the fifth time that Xie Meng caught the opportunity to break through the opponent's defense and threw the ball into the basket.
"Come here today." Ji Qinyang took out his cell phone, and he turned his head to look at Xie Meng: "Have a break before leaving?"
The two were sitting on the playground, and the wind in April night was still wrapped in coolness. Xie Meng sat down for a while and put on his coat. He used to stretch his sleeves to cover his hands.
There were a few girls standing on the edge of the pitch, as if looking at it, Xie Meng found Sun Tian among them.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Qinyang suddenly put his head together, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Are there any beauties?"
"No ..." Xie Meng was a little embarrassed. He saw Sun Tian looking over here.
Ji Qinyang put one hand on Xie Meng's shoulder and looked back inadvertently. Sun Tian first stubbornly refused to look away, but he did not take long to bit his lip and turned away.
"..." Xie Meng hesitated, "you ..."
Ji Qinyang again showed that casual smile: "I broke up early."
Xie Meng nodded.
Ji Qinyang's arms still embraced him: "How about you?"
"?" Xie Meng realized it after a while, and smiled, "I don't have a girlfriend."
Ji Qinyang: "Not looking for one?"
Xie Meng: "How can I have time ..."
Ji Qinyang obviously did not intend to let him go easily: "What kind do you like?"
"..." Xie Meng reluctantly found that this topic was perfunctory and had to cheer up: "Be nice, sensible, cute, black hair, big eyes ... that's all."
Ji Qinyang thoughtfully: "You don't like dyeing your hair?"
"It doesn't matter if you like it or not." Xie Meng thought for a moment, "It varies from person to person." He glanced over Ji Qinyang's head: "You ..."
Ji Qinyang seemed to be thinking about something else, and responded in slow motion: "What?"
"... Nothing." Xie Meng said, "Let's go home."