Chapter 9: handsome or not

Flag raising ceremony on Monday.
After the principal finished his speech under the national flag, the dean began to read the list of students who violated the school rules.
The names of the big guys in Class 7 are all on it.
"Lu Zhi, Lin Zichuan, Chen Dongshu, Xiao Feng...fighted with He Ming and others in the third and fifth grades of senior high school, and they were notified of criticisms and demerits..."
Not surprisingly, the names of these people will appear every few weeks.
"Yu Shanshan in the first grade of high school and Dong Xuewei in the second grade of high school have quarrels and fights in the classroom, and they are notified of criticism and punishment... I hope the students will take warning and abide by the school rules and disciplines."
The students were whispering before the words were finished.
"Yu Shanshan and Dong Xuewei, oh my god, they two had a fight?"
"Yes, that's Dong Xuewei, who made a speech on stage as a student representative last week."
"I heard it was for Lu Zhi."
"Ah, I know... the boss of that grade is super handsome."
Xia Xiaoshi stood behind Ning Zhen, and she tugged at Ning Zhen's school uniform: "Zhen Zhen, how exciting is it?"
Ning Zhen whispered back to her: "Xiao Shi, the principal is looking over here."
Xia Xiaoshi immediately stood upright, and as expected, the principal then said, "Quiet! The class deducts behavior points for twittering again."
Like a pebble, it caused ripples and calmed down immediately.
Lu Zhi and the others stood in the back row. The tall boy, not wearing school uniform, had his hands in his pockets, as if he was not the one who was criticized by name.
Chen Dongshu sneered: "Brother Zhi's blue face is a disaster."
Lu Zhi glanced at him, his eyes were smiling, his eyes were deep. Chen Dongshu shut his mouth knowingly.
Sometimes he felt that Lu Zhi was really ruthless. How do you say it, to say that it is ugly is selfish and inherently indifferent. No matter how the girl chasing him pays, he is not salty or indifferent.
Even if he was hugged by someone, I never saw him ever moved.
He is not emotional and treats everyone casually. Don't talk about the feelings of his former girlfriends. Even their brothers looked at him and felt that his ex-girlfriends looked like monkeys in front of him.
Head hot.
Hey, I really want to see how Zhige likes a person to death.
It must be wonderful. Chen Dongshu thought about it more and more beautifully, and laughed out loud.
Chen Dongshu was bored, so he looked everywhere. Surrounded by familiar faces, no particularly beautiful girls.
Ning Zhen stood in the middle of the crowd, her school uniform was large, but her back was straight. A thin girl with fair skin and bright white arms.
Chen Dongshu patted Lin Zichuan's shoulder behind him: "Chuanzi, what do you think that new classmate looks like?"
After coming for several days, no one had seen her face, and he was suddenly very curious.
Lin Zichuan hugged his arms: "It's your shit, that kind of girl is not in the same world as us, don't make others cry."
Lu Zhi suddenly turned around and asked Lin Zichuan, "Why?"
He frowned and seemed really puzzled.
Lin Zichuan was a little confused: "Ah? Why? Azhi, can you speak clearly?"
"Why are we not in the same world?"
"Good students, you can't afford it at first glance." He laughed twice after talking. What have they not done before they fight, smoke and drink?
Lu Zhi's face was not pretty.
Lin Zichuan and Chen Dongshu winked at each other: What's wrong with Brother Zhi? This is, which sentence has offended him? It's a bit inexplicable lately.
There will be the last basketball league game on Monday, Class 2 vs. Class 7.
Tong Jia took Ning Zhen to see, Ning Zhen didn't want to go. It is very difficult for her to regain her high school knowledge, and she will have a monthly exam this Thursday.
No. 3 Middle School is really different from No. 1 Middle School. At this time, No. 1 Middle School is generally immersed in reviewing, but No. 3 Middle School is in a relaxed atmosphere. In Class 7, only Wei Yijie and a few girls are still reading after class.
"Zhen Zhen, you can go with me, please, please~"
"Okay." Ning Zhen was amused by her, and put the pen cover on, and in the end he would review it for a while.
Tong Jia took a seat with a bunch of snacks early, and she took Ning Zhen to sit down, and the screams stopped in the court. Someone scored.
The girl in the front and back rows stood up with a plastic slap in her hand: "Ah, ah, ah, come on, Lu Zhi!"
Ning Zhen's eardrums hurt when they yelled, and he looked over.
She is a little short-sighted, about one hundred degrees away, and it's a little flowery to see people far away.
Lu Zhi was wearing a black jersey, with a bold ‘1’ written on his chest, and
Lu Zhi
written in two small letters behind him. She could not see clearly, but knew it was him.
Even if the audience was crazy for him, he still didn't look up at the audience. On the contrary, he was a little absent-minded. The OK stretch on his forehead was gone, leaving a shallow hole, like a manga hero, with a decadent and evil handsome.
Sweat ran down his brow bones and cheeks. His eyes were dark and he looked calm.
The opponent made a time-out gesture, and during the intermission, the two teams went to discuss tactics.
"Zhen Zhen, do you eat potato chips?"
Ning Zhen shook his head.
"Then give you this." Tong Jia flipped through the plastic bag and took a box of Wangzi milk from it.
Ning Zhen reached out and took it. She knew that Tong Jia didn't like milk, and Tong Jia liked soda.
Ning Zhen only took a sip from the straw. Xia Xiaoshi ran up the steps holding her belly, and saw Ning Zhen's eyes lit up: "Zhen Zhen!"
"Huh?" Ning Zhen looked over.
Xia Xiaoshi squeezed in: "Will you go down and help me score? I had a bad stomach in the morning, and now it's so painful. It's hard to get through until they pause for a while. I beg you, just watch the referee's gestures The scoreboard is very simple."
She folded her hands together and her face was a little pale.
Ning Zhen was a little nervous. She had never done this before, but Xia Xiaoshi seemed to be in a bad situation, so Ning Zhen agreed.
She went to stand next to the scoreboard, where there was a girl from Class 2 with a round face and a smile to greet her: "Hello, are you scoring for Xiao Shi?"
Ning Zhen smiled lightly, remembering that he was wearing a mask that others could not see, and nodded again.
The girl said: "It's very simple. You can just turn the sign by the referee's gesture later. You remember our class."
The two classes exchange memories, which is fairer. Ning Zhen glanced at the scoreboard. It was 23 on his own side and 38 on that girl's side. The gap is quite obvious. It seems that Lu Zhi and the others are really good.
There was another applause on the court.
Ning Zhen raised his eyes and looked over. Now I got close, and my vision finally became clear. People in Class 7 wear black jerseys and Class 2 is blue.
Except for Lu Zhi in their class, Lin Zichuan and Chen Dongshu are all there.
The second class throws a free throw.
Standing on the left side of the court, Lu Zhi glanced over the scoring bench, paused for a second, and quickly looked away.
The first goal was scored, and the second class cheered wildly. Ning Zhen turned the '3' into a '4' according to the referee's gesture.
The second goal was missed.
Now it's Class Seven's turn to cheer.
The two teams scrambled the ball wildly.
The ball passed to Lu Zhi. This year he was sophomore in high school and 185 in height.
The dribble is done in one go, even if you can't understand basketball, you can't help but want to scream and cheer.
He made a fake move, avoiding the person who stopped him, and didn't pass the ball to anyone, and threw the basketball in his hand from the three-point line.
The whole city was silent for a second, and the huge cheers burst. The girls in Class 2 jumped up, and at this moment they all forgot who they came to cheer for.
Ning Zhen heard the girl next to him scream and turned the sign to 41.
However, this is just the beginning.
The old-grade boss, who had played unhurriedly and slowly, just like the chicken blood, one by one in the ball, handsome out of the sky.
Someone screamed so that their throats were hoarse
Ning Zhen looked over, his jersey was wet.
The person in the second class opposite was so abused by him that he wanted to throw the ball in his face, but he didn't dare.
Finished this game aggrievedly.
It stands to reason that the two classes that made it to the finals are about the same strength, but now they are somehow killed by others. The players in the second class feel like a dog...
Chen Dongshu was dumbfounded.
The boss is crazy. Why do you think he is so coquettish today? Playing ball is still a matter of fate.
Class 7 won by an overwhelming score.
The boys in Class 7 were also very happy, and whistle at the audience, which caused the girls to scream again.
The girl in the first row waved: "Senior, I bought you water~"
Chen Dongshu walked over, took the water in their hands, raised an eyebrow: "Thank you, school girl."
"Chuanzi went on." Chen Dongshu threw a bottle over, "Eh, brother?"
Lin Zichuan moved the corners of his mouth, his eyes a little complicated.
Lu Zhi walked to the scoring bench.
Ning Zhen was helping to clean up the clutter on the table, and a shadow fell.
She looked up and Lu Zhi smiled at her with a smile. The black hair on his forehead was wet, but his whole person looked sunny and energetic.
He looked at her weirdly, there are still so many people on the basketball court, Ning Zhen couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"
"Little classmates, don't you give me saliva?" After he asked, he felt that these words could be meaningful.
Fortunately, Ning Zhen didn't understand. She curled her eyebrows and looked around her very seriously.
There is a box of mineral water next to it. She took a bottle out of it and handed it to Lu Zhi, but Lu Zhi couldn't accept it, "Hands hurt."
This is a demon. Why didn't you see him hurt just now? Ning Zhen put the water on the table in front of him and told him with his eyes-whether you like to drink or not.
Lu Zhi bends his eyes: "Oh, so bad temper?"
Ning Zhen was wronged very much. She grew up so big that only one person said she had a temper.
He leaned forward to get water in front of her.
As she lowered her head, her voice was muted, with a three-point smile, and asked her.
"Ning Zhen, am I handsome?"
He deliberately lowered his voice, and only the two of them heard this sentence.
"Can you stop asking this kind of question?" Is this person looking shameless?
"Quickly answer." He threatened. "Otherwise I would kiss you here, believe it or not?"