Song Yan sat at the back of the classroom, not listening to their conversation, only to see that Xia Zhiye came back with a pink gift box in his hand.

Glancing coldly, he quickly lowered his eyes again: "Which class's suitor sent it."

"The suitor of Class Thirteen." Xia Zhiye pushed the gift box in front of Song Yan, "But this time it's for you."

"?"

Song Yan raised his head.

Xia Zhiye pulled out the chair and sat down, and said lazily, "Your suitor asked me to hand it over to you. Do we, Song Daxi, have anything to say about this situation?"

"Yes." Song Daxi said, "What floor is Class 13 on?"

"The third floor."

"Um."

Song Yan responded to show that he knew, and put the gift box into the table and picked up the chopsticks again.

Xia Zhiye: "...Is it gone?"

Song Yan raised his eyes: "Or?"

"..."

Otherwise, shouldn't I take the initiative to return the gift, and then show that I have nothing to do with the girl, so that my future boyfriend will not be jealous? Why did you still accept the gift?

Xia Zhiye felt that a certain classmate lacked self-consciousness.

However, Song Yan didn't know what was going on in his mind. He just planned to return the gift when there were fewer people in the classroom after the evening self-study, so as not to hurt the girl's self-esteem in front of too many people.

Xia Zhiye didn't know anything about this either. He glanced at Song Yan, who was eating as if nothing had happened, and then at the pink gift box on the table. After a little thought, he clicked on Zhou Ziqiu's WeChat.

[Wild]: What about the girl in your class?

[Autumn]: Which girl?

[Wild]: I asked you my shoe size today

[Autumn]: Oh, that ah, what's the matter, I confessed to you?

[Wild]: No

[Autumn]: So what happened?

[Wild]: She gave Song Yan a gift

[Autumn]: Then?

Then did she want to grab a boyfriend from herself?

Xia Zhiye wanted to ask this directly, but was afraid of scaring Zhou Ziqiu, so he changed a euphemism.

[Wild]: So is she interested in Song Yan?

[Autumn]: Is this nonsense?

[Wild]: ?

[Autumn]: At least two-thirds of the girls in our class are interested in Song Yan, and the remaining one-third are your CP fans

[Wild]:  …

What Zhou Ziqiu said is interesting, and he doesn't necessarily like it. The school spirit of No. 3 Middle School is open, especially the liberal arts class of Class 13. Girls occupy the top of the food chain, and it is normal to molest good-looking boys.

But since Song Yan transferred to another school, he has been living in a secluded place, where did he provoke so many peach blossoms.

[Wild]: Song Yan is so low-key, so the girls in your class still haven't let him go?

[Autumn]: ?

[Wild]: ? ?

[Autumn]: Brother, do you have any misunderstanding about low-key?

What misunderstanding?

Isn't Song Yan low-key?

Just as Xia Zhiye thought about it, Zhou Ziqiu sent a mocking rhetorical question and comparison sentence.

[Autumn]: Do you think he was low-key when he was injured in a group fight when he transferred schools, or did you think he was low-key when he wrote a review and made Luo Wei faint with anger?

[Autumn]: Or do you think that he and Liu Yue made a bet that the whole school knew, and that the art festival bought a thousand roses for Zhao Yu to go back to school in a low-key way?

[Autumn]: To be more direct, don't you think it's pretty low-key for him to hug you in women's clothes in public?

[Wild]:  …

Not really humble.

It turned out that the two months Song Yan had transferred to another school had been so ups and downs that he didn't even notice it.

[Autumn]: So not all people with facial paralysis and few words are called low-key. Song Yan in your family is at best a cold-faced Bking. It happens to be the best one for girls nowadays. You can do it yourself.

Except for the last time about Liu Yue, Xia Zhiye had hardly read the posts, because he felt that such a place where a group of people gossip anonymously was really meaningless.

However, after seeing Zhou Ziqiu's words, he still chose to open the long-lost web link.

When I opened it at first glance, I saw a big post floating on the homepage: [News! ! ! Song Yan has temporarily joined the basketball team! ! ! ]

[1L]: First-hand reliable information, Song Yan temporarily replaced Shang Huai and joined the basketball team. It is said that training will start tonight. Are there any iYAN girls who want to go and watch?

[2L]: Can this go? Just Song Yan's waist, legs and knuckles, playing basketball is absolutely beautiful!

[3L]: You're right, I'll buy a drink towel

[5L]: I'm going, Song Yanzhen is on the basketball team? Can the basketball double grass be changed into the basketball three handsome?

[6L]: The school girl asked weakly, who are the three handsomes?

[7L]: What other three handsome, Xia Zhiye, Song Yan, Zhou Ziqiu

[8L]: Damn, wait, is there Xia Zhiye? Wild tired girl ecstasy! Body collision is yyds!

[9L]: Upstairs, this post is forbidden to use CP, all the handsome guys belong to everyone, put an end to internal consumption

[10L]: Second minister

...

In addition, there are a lot of posts praising Song Yan's good-looking, temperament, fair skin, long legs and beautiful women's clothes, and there are even many girls who are tired of each baby.

Baby is also what you can call?

Xia Zhiye felt that the school spirit of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School was too open, and the girls were too greedy for beauty. As a second-year student union cadre, it was necessary for him to clear the atmosphere and establish his dignity as Song Yan's deskmate.

So he put away his phone and stood up: "Let's go, go to the basketball court."

Song Yan had just finished eating, and was wiping his hands when he saw that the food in front of Xia Zhiye had barely moved, and his eyes narrowed: "I'm not going to eat it?"

"Well, today's sweet and sour pork ribs have too much vinegar, and it's a bit sour."

Song Yan: "?"

sour?

Song Yan didn't know how sour the food was, but he didn't bother to care, anyway, people like Xia Zhiye would definitely not starve to death.

In the evening, the basketball court was dimly lit, and the street lamps stood on both sides of the boulevard. In the dim halo, you could clearly see the dust particles floating in the air.

When Xia Zhiye walked lazily out of the light with Song Yan's shoulders on his shoulders, Zhou Ziqiu couldn't see it: "Can you two stop being so gay?"

"Who the fuck is gay with him." Song Yan skillfully knocked off Xia Zhiye's never-honest claws.

Xia Zhiye took advantage of the situation to stand up straight, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and moved his wrists pretending to be inadvertent.

Zhou Ziqiu's sharp eyes, coupled with the tacit understanding that he and Xia Zhiye have cultivated over the years, glanced at them, and asked very naturally: "How do you two look like lovers?"

"Oh, this was originally a couple."

Xia Zhiye's voice was not too loud or too small, just enough to be heard by the beautiful girls who pretended to be walking on the edge of the basketball court and actually wanted Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, so they all looked sideways.

Then they saw that Xia Zhiye and Song Yan were wearing an obsidian bracelet on their wrists. The style was exactly the same, except that Xia Zhiye had a light pink moonstone on his hand, and Song Yan had a dark blue one.

Since ancient times, red and blue have produced CP.

so……

The hearts of the young girls who admired Ai were shattered to the ground.

Song Yan was too lazy to talk about this topic, just looked at the basketball team and said concisely: "What position do I play."

Others were accustomed to listening to Xia Zhiye and asked sideways.

Xia Zhiye didn't answer, just asked, "What position did you play before?"

"Shooting guard."

After Song Yan finished answering, Xia Zhiye slightly raised his chin towards Zhou Ziqiu.

Zhou Ziqiu slammed the basketball loosely on the ground in front of him at the meeting. When it bounced, Xia Zhiye caught it with his hand, and then handed it to Song Yan: "Try a three-point shot?"

After all, the name of shooting guard, as the name implies, is an important position for scoring in the far field. Even if Xia Zhiye is confused by Song Yanmei and wants to be a fool, he has to act in front of his teammates.

Besides, except for Xia Zhiye and Zhou Ziqiu, the others are not familiar with Song Yan, and the remaining one, Liu Yue, is even a bit festive, so I have a little opinion on directly dragging Song Yan into the basketball team.

Convince the public without revealing one hand, and I am afraid that friction will be inevitable when getting along with each other in the future.

Song Yan understood Xia Zhiye's intentions, took the ball, tried the ball twice in his hand, and then used his legs to make a slight jump. When his toes were off the ground, he stretched his arms and raised the ball, naturally buckled his wrists, and played basketball. Draw a beautiful parabola from beyond the three-point line and land firmly in the basket.

The posture looks relaxed and beautiful, as if taking a three-pointer is just a common thing in his daily life. The hearts of the iYAN girls who were just shattered outside the court just now snapped back together, bursting out with enthusiastic applause and cheers: "Song Yan is so handsome! Mom loves you! It's amazing to have you on the basketball team!"

He also said that he was not attractive.

Is this not appealing?

Xia Zhiye suddenly regretted calling Song Yan to play basketball.

But it was too late.

The rest of the basketball team looked at Song Yanlu's hand like a treasure: "Okay, it's not bad."

"Good luck, the actual hit rate is average." Song Yan's expression did not change.

One of the teammates raised his hand. It's fine. The average level is enough. The hand you show is definitely not bad. Liu Yue, what do you think? "

The speaker looked at Liu Yue.

It is well known that Liu Yue and Song Yan have had conflicts before. Although they collaborated on a drama later, it seems that there are no follow-up questions, but the question should always be asked.

Liu Yue just slapped the ball and didn't give a straight eye: "As you go."

It doesn't look very exclusive.

"Then Zhou Ziqiu, you should switch to point guard and fill Shang Huai's position. Song Yan is your shooting guard, Liu Yue is still a center, and I am a forward. There is no problem." Xia Zhiye said lazily, but the more sloppy he was, the more There is an unmistakable feeling.

Seeing everyone's obedient reactions, Song Yancai realized that Xia Zhiye usually laughed so much in front of him that he almost forgot that this man was the legendary three-middle bully.

As soon as the ball hit, Xia Zhiye's fierce style of play, full of aggressive confrontation, and shooting from a slanted angle with the sword made Song Yan realize that Xia Zhiye didn't fight back because he simply didn't want to fight back.

The boy's neat short hair was slightly soaked with perspiration on his forehead. He took off his school uniform jacket and threw it aside. The loose T-shirt on his body raised his hem because of the jumping action, revealing a thin and strong waist and straight and slender legs.

The dim halo of the street lamp became a spotlight-like existence because of the casual calmness and confidence that Xia Zhiye was born with.

When Xia Zhiye dribbled the ball again, made a three-step layup, completed an extremely beautiful dunk, and won the screams and cheers of the audience, Zhou Ziqiu stood in the backcourt, slightly hooking the corners of his lips. , looked at Song Yan: "Our Lord Xia is actually pretty good, isn't it? Anyway, it's quite attractive to girls."

See it.

This person is usually lazy and sloppy without a formal appearance. When he comes out of the area, he is very flamboyant, like a flower peacock, and he doesn't know who to show his beauty. Can he not attract girls?

Thinking, the referee has blown the whistle to stop the game.

Their team easily won the sparring team by 37 points.

The power forward of the sparring team lay directly on the ground, panting: "No way, Master Xia, you played too hard today, and can you stop playing like this in the future, your fake moves are shaking me. I feel like I'm having a concussion."

Another teammate who was deeply affected also said: "Master Xia, it's not me who said that, your fake moves are so expensive that even my teammates have been deceived. The last time I saw such an expensive play, Shang Huai wanted to chase one. When you were a girl, why, Master Xia, do you have someone you want to chase?"

The teammate was just an unintentional joke, but Xia Zhiye, who was standing on the sidelines and patted the basketball for a while, gave a loose "um".

The person who asked the question was stunned for a while, a little unresponsive: "Master Xia, what do you mean by 'um'?"

"What do you think it means." Xia Zhiye threw the ball at him casually, "If you have such gossip skills, why don't you think about why you failed to defend two consecutive balls just now. Also, next training session. Let's borrow the indoor basketball court of the Art Gymnasium first."

"Why? Isn't it nice here?"

"There are too many onlookers here."

teammate:"???"

Don't they play basketball just to show others?

If it wasn't to enjoy the cheers of the beautiful young lady, who would sweat, blood, and cry with you stinky old men here? !

Teammates are pissed off.

However, Xia Zhiye acted in his own way and did not leave them any room to refute at all. After speaking, he walked towards Song Yan and handed the bottle of mineral water that had been screwed up in his hand: "How do you feel when you cooperate for the first time?"

"It's alright." Song Yan took a sip. "Except that someone's fake action was too expensive and I was swayed twice, there's basically no problem."

Xia Zhiye said solemnly: "Then there is no way, the strength is too strong, if you are not careful, you will accidentally hurt your teammates, and it is not under my control."

"..."

Why can someone be so shameless.

"So who are you trying to chase? Why don't I know." Song Yan resisted the thought of putting water on Xia Zhiye's face, screwed the bottle cap, and asked casually.

Xia Zhiye smiled: "Guess."

"..."

Guess your uncle is really pushing his nose on his face.

Song Yan picked up the school uniform jacket that she took off, turned around and left, not even bothering to take a second look.

Seeing that the two little girls next to the playground saw this opportunity, they were about to approach Song Yan to talk to him. Xia Zhiye hurriedly stepped forward with his long legs, followed with two steps, and hugged Song Yan's shoulders from behind, making an extremely intimate gesture. attitude.

Song Yan also let him hug him, motionless.

The almost identical bracelets of the two showed a particularly harmonious luster under the moonlight.

The two girls behind who had just glued the broken girl's heart together looked at the gay scene in this gay scene: "..."

Forget it, would rather demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage.

After three seconds of silence, they wiped away the tears of lovelorn that did not exist, and grievously discussed where to drink milk tea at night.

And Xia Zhiye put his arms around Song Yan and asked casually, "You really don't know who I want to chase?"

Song Yan let out an expressionless "um".

Xia Zhiye raised the corners of his lips: "What a coincidence, he doesn't know either."

"..."

Song Yan didn't think it was a coincidence, only that Zhiye was begging for a fight.

However, Xia Zhiye threw out another sentence lazily in the next second: "But he will know soon."

Song Yan unconsciously tightened her knuckles while holding the school uniform.

Xia Zhiye caught this insignificant action, and the smile on the corner of his lips instantly deepened a little: "So if I want to confess, what gift would be better?"

"Give whatever you like, it's none of my business,"

"The main thing is that his family is very rich, and his vision should be quite high. Ordinary gifts must not be seen. A young master like you should know his taste better and help me with the staff?"

Staff your uncle.

Song Yan was in a bad mood all of a sudden, and when she mentioned giving gifts, she suddenly became more irritable.

Some people wear shoes that they spent most of their net worth, rush for their business in the penguin group, and earn their own money for the glory of the king, and finally give a gift to a girl they don't know at all.

I have never seen such an oblivious beast.

The beast was still holding his shoulders and asked, "So what kind of gift is he sure to like and unique and irreplaceable?"

Song Yan was so annoyed that he slapped his hand and said angrily, "Just send yourself there."

"?"

Was Song Yan so wild?

But it's not good to be so direct for the first time.

Xia Zhiye began to seriously think about the feasibility of this proposal.

Song was tired of anger and returned to anger, and trouble returned to trouble, but he didn't want to give Xia Zhiye any bad ideas, but said coldly: "If you like her, just say it directly, she must be with you because she likes you. Be with you, not because you like your gift. So tell the truth, do your best, and don't need to deal with those vain heads."

Otherwise, even if you reluctantly buy a gift that the other party likes, the two are together, and when the gap between the rich and the poor is found later, they will also break up.

It's better to explain your situation clearly from the beginning, the other party is willing to accept it, everyone is happy, and if you can't accept it, then there is no need to continue getting along.

Anyway, apart from being a little poorer, Xia Zhiye's looks, performance, ability and popularity are not bad, so sending him there is more than enough.

Song Yan had already drawn up a complete value system for Xia Zhiye in his mind for the poor scholar to pursue rich girls.

And Xia Zhiye just looked at him and couldn't help showing a smile full of joy.

Their family Song Daxi is really the most lovely and simple eldest young master.

Only for his people, not for his money.

very nice.

A person who is so easily satisfied will definitely hug him happily when he sees the washing machine he bought just for him later.

Xia Zhiye is beautiful just thinking about it.

The author has something to say: Born to be a couple: It means that they live together every day, but they don't have a word on the channel, but they are inexplicably loving couples.

rest assured! Will not hold the washing machine to confess! Nor will it sit on the washing machine and confess! Mom won't allow it!