Chapter 12

Jing Yuwen had never paid attention to the things in the Fifth Middle School Tieba before, but this time he was involved. He found that there were a lot of school gossip in the Tieba. Anyway, the homework was finished now, and he was too lazy to play the game to score, why not take a look Interesting stories from the past.

He looked over and found that the protagonist of many posts was himself, but he didn't say anything bad, either that he was handsome or that he had a good personality, he couldn't help but feel complacent: It turns out that the master is so charming in the hearts of his classmates, hahahahaha !!!

On the other hand, when looking at the posts on the topic of Xiang Siye, there are always people who say something bad about Xiang Siye in the following posts, and he can't help but sigh: It turns out that it is well known that pretending to be a dog, hahaha, he really does Can't compare to my grandfather!!!

He turned it over and over, and came to a post that complained about Xiang Siye's lack of responsibility: [Tucao] About a group of Xiang Siye's counseling past.

1st floor: The landlord used to be in the same junior high school as Xiang Siye. It was too unsuccessful to get the name Xiang Siye. He was a wild fart and a coward. Our school had an appointment with another school before because he was much taller than us at that time. , I just wanted him to support the scene. There weren't many people coming from the opposite side that day, but Xiang Siye immediately hid behind us after seeing the opposite side.

2nd floor: hope the girls will not be deceived by his good-looking appearance. This kind of person is not responsible. When you are in danger in falling in love, he promises to run faster than you!

3rd floor: The landlord is from Mingzhu Middle School, right? Hahahaha, I'm from the middle school you made an appointment with.

4th floor: didn't expect Xiang Siye to be such a person. really saw it wrong. feel that he is the kind of teacher's lackey in the class.

Starting from this, the following are all scolding Xiang Siye, and there is no one who says good things. Jing Yuwen smacks his lips and murmurs: "Xianggou's popularity is too bad, and there is no one who refutes him."

Adding fuel to the enemy's fire, Jing Yuwen loves to do this, so he backhandedly forwarded this post to Xiang Siye.

Jing: Tsk tsk tsk, to the dog, ah to the dog.

J.:  …

Jing: How bad is the popularity? There is no one to talk to you, sorry, pitiful.

J.: You can help me if you don't.

Jing: No, no, no, I'm afraid of being scolded by them together hahahaha.

J.: What are you afraid of? If they scold you, I will scold you back.

Jing: You are so powerful, why don't you fight back yourself?

J.: Two reasons, 1. I haven't seen this, 2. I'm too lazy to argue.

Jing: Seeing that you let me read the post today, I thought you were a regular visitor.

J.: I haven't seen it before, but it was passed to me by someone else.

Jing Yu Wenxin said: Haven't seen it before? watched it for Fan Jia's sake. Xianggou definitely likes Fan Jia!

Jing: You used to be from Mingzhu Middle School?

J.: Hmm.

Jing Yuwen felt that Mingzhu Middle School was a little familiar, and just wanted to reply to Xiang Siye, but he felt that there were some things that embarrassed him. He thought about it carefully, and finally remembered that his junior high school was in the junior high school of the experimental middle school. In the third year of junior high school, because of some There was a mess of contradictions, and he had an appointment with Mingzhu Middle School. At that time, he was still involved, but when Ms. Su, who was shopping for food, saw that she not only dismissed the group of students, but also grabbed his ear in front of several classmates. back home.

He touched his ear, which still hurts a little when he thinks about it.

This is the most humiliating thing in his life, and he must not let Xianggou know about it!

Jing: Good, go to sleep.

J.: Hmm. Good night kid.

Jing: I'm a stubborn man, let me say one more sentence to blow up your dog's head!

J.: Good kid, tell me good night kid.

Jing Yuwen murmured: "It's not necessarily who is older and who is younger, idiot."

He didn't reply to Xiang Siye's message, he played two games and fell asleep.

In September, the sun was still a little hot. Jing Yuwen got up late in the morning and came to school without eating a few bites of breakfast.

In the fourth physical education class, he couldn't be hungry. In order to save his energy, he could eat in the cafeteria before he died of starvation. Several classmates invited him to play basketball, but he refused.

Xiang Siye didn't know where he went. Cosine did not show up for his classmate at the same table in the class. Jing Yuwen sat cross-legged on the fake lawn, the collar of the school uniform raised to his head, and boredly poked the small particles in the fake lawn.

A person sat down next to Jing Yuwen, very close to him, he could smell the laundry detergent on that person, the sun was too harsh, he closed his eyes and sniffed, it still smelled of lavender.

Holding a can of Coke in his hand, Xiang Siye raised his other hand and pushed Jing Yuwen's head away: "What are you doing, child? Learn to be a dog."

Jing Yuwen raised an eyelid: "What are you doing, you are too close to me, the smell of the dog is running on me."

Xiang Siye picked up the Coke and shook it in front of Jing Yuwen: "I don't know who bought this Coke, it seems that person doesn't really want it."

Jing Yuwen's eyes lit up: "If you want it, give it to me."

He leaned forward to grab the can of Coke, raised his hand to Siye and stretched it out, his white fingers pinched the blue Coke can, the two were set against each other and seemed to glow in the sun.

Jing Yuwen jumped straight into the air, his front body was lying on Xiang Siye's two slender legs, and the collar of his school uniform fell to the ground along his thick hair. The boy's body was so thin that it made Jing Yuwen's chest feel uncomfortable.

Xiang Siye lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him, his thin lips raised into a seductive smile: "Also with a robbery?"

Jing Yuwen straightened up and stroked his chest: "How can you call it a robbery? I deserve it."

"Okay, you deserve it." Xiang Siye put the Coke in front of Jing Yuwen, leaned over and picked up the school uniform that had slipped behind Jing Yuwen, patted it twice, put it on Jing Yuwen's shoulders, and said: "If I remember correctly, someone didn't say goodnight to me for two days, which is rude."

Jing Yuwen opened the cola and took a big sip, then leaned over in satisfaction, put his hands behind him, and raised his eyebrows: "What are the two big men saying good night, tired and crooked, and not gay."

Xiang Siye smiled and said nothing.

The two stayed so quietly for a while, and there were girls from other classes passing by nearby, and a few of them discussed excitedly as they walked.

"I'm with Class 5 today. I wonder if Master Jing and Xiang Shen will play basketball together?"

"Master Jing should know. Xiang Siye doesn't know. I haven't seen him fight before, so he probably won't."

"Don't handsome boys play basketball?"

"I really want to watch God play basketball."

......

The voices of several people were a little loud, but Jing Yuwen heard a little bit.

He turned his head sideways: "Hey, Xiangdog, tell me about you."

"Um?"

"there."

The two of them were sitting on the straight line closest to the basketball court. A few girls had to pass through here if they wanted to take a shortcut to the basketball court.

Xiang Siye looked in the direction Jing Yuwen indicated, his face expressionless.

Several girls expected their conversation to be overheard by these two people, their faces flushed red, and a few people went elsewhere.

Jing Yuwen smiled, took the last sip of Coke, put on his school uniform, and stood up.

Xiang Siye raised his head: "Why are you going?"

Jing Yuwen shook the empty Coke can in his hand: "Throw it away."

"Together."

With one hand on the ground, Xiang Siye also stood up, and the two walked towards the trash can.

Jing Yuwen thought that he had never seen Xianggou play basketball, and he asked, "Xianggou, why don't you play basketball? No?"

Xiang Siye asked back, "Why don't you go? No?"

There were still a few meters away from the trash can. Jing Yuwen suddenly stopped, looked at Xiang Siye, and with a casual throw, the can went straight into the trash can along an arc.

"Just kidding, you have won our No. 5 High School by his basketball skills." Jing Yuwen covered his stomach and said, "I'm afraid that if I go to play basketball, I won't be able to make a meal."

Xiang Siye smiled: "Then go to the cafeteria to eat now."

"First say if you can't play basketball."

"meeting."

"I don't believe it, call me, otherwise I won't be able to eat," Jing Yuwen stretched his neck toward the basketball court: "Fan Jia seems to be on the court."

Xiang Siye tilted his head: "Let's go to dinner after the fight?"

"Row."

"Let's go." Xiang Siye took off his school uniform jacket and wore a white short sleeve inside. He handed the jacket to Jing Yuwen: "Hold it for me."

Jing Yu Wenxin said, "When you hear Fan Jia, you get excited, but don't lose face in front of the goddess.

"Oh."

He took Xiang Siye's jacket, and the two of them headed towards the stadium.

The boys from Class 5 and 16 played fiercely on the court, but depending on the situation, Class 5 had the upper hand.

Fan Jia held a school uniform jacket and a bottle of mineral water in her hand. When she saw two people approaching, she waved, "Jing Yuwen, Xiang Siye!"

Jing Yuwen whispered, "Aren't you going to talk to Fan Jia?"

Xiang Siye wondered, "What did you say?"

"Okay, leave it to me, you can go directly."

Seeing that Xiang Siye was coming, Zhou Hong came off panting: "No way, Xiang Shen, the liberal arts class is too strong."

Xiang Siye said lightly: "There is another possibility that you are too wasteful."

Zhou Hong frowned aggrievedly, and walked to Fan Jia's side with Jing Yuwen. Fan Jia handed the water to Zhou Hong, and Zhou Hong drank most of it in one gulp.

"Thank you, my roommate."

Fan Jia smiled: "It's okay, I'll give you the school uniform. I have to go to the art building to practice singing."

Jing Yuwen thought, Fan Jia is gone, who are you pretending to show to the dog? No, he held Fan Jia.

"No, let's look at the dog and turn the tide!"

"what?"

On the court, Xiang Siye was about to shoot, but Fan Jia and Jing Yuwen caught his eye, and the basketball was snatched away by the boys in Class 16.

Jing Yuwen just saw this scene when he raised his eyes, he said in his heart: Bai Chang is so stupid, he can't even protect the ball!

In order to prevent Fan Jia from seeing Xiang Siye's humiliating appearance, Jing Yuwen let go of Fan Jia.

"Go ahead, it's important to practice singing, hurry up!"

"Ow."

Fan Jia left the stadium with a bewildered face.

Zhou Hong scratched his thorns: "Master Jing, why are you so mad?"

Jing Yuwen felt that Zhou Hong's IQ should not understand his own approach, so he put his arm around Zhou Hong's shoulder and patted: "Da Zhou, you must study hard."

Zhou Hong: ?

When the two of them looked up again, there were many classmates rushing around from all directions, and Xiang Siye had turned the court into his home court. He was not as violent as other boys when playing basketball. The ball is in his hands, and the basketball seems to have life in his hands, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and then falling into the basket of fate, hitting every shot.

Zhou Hong couldn't close his mouth, so he clapped his hands uneasily: "To God is absolutely impossible."

Jing Yuwen pouted and whispered to himself, "What did you do earlier, now Fan Jia is gone."

After a while, Xiang Siye passed the ball to his classmates and walked to Jing Yuwen. The hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, but his breath remained calm: "See? Go to dinner."

Jing Yuwen threw the school uniform jacket to Xiang Siye, hating that iron was not steel: "Xianggou's pretense is a failure!"

Xiang Siye: ?

Jing Yuwen's stomach grumbled a few times, but he was helpless: "Okay, I'm eating in the cafeteria today, shall we?"

"it is good."

Zhou Hong stared at the backs of the two people with a puzzled expression, and the classmates on the court shouted, "Da Hei, what are you doing?"

He returned to the field in a daze.

Class is not over yet, there is no one in the cafeteria except for the students who are attending sports this time. After the two of them have finished shopping, they casually found a place to eat in an inconspicuous place.

A few girls in the gym class just walked over with their plates, but they didn't see these two people, they were talking to themselves.

"You said, Xiang Shen was the only court he went to when he heard me say he wanted to see him play basketball?"

"I'm dying of laughter, are you wondering if Xiang Siye likes you?"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe God really likes her? Hey, you can rush!"

Jing Yuwen looked up at Xiang Siye and smiled. Xiang Siye put down his chopsticks expressionlessly and said indifferently, "Classmate, it is illegal to spread rumors."

A few girls instantly doubted their life, what kind of sin did they do today? They were just chatting for a while, there must be something serious about Xiang Siye!

Jing Yuwen waved to a few girls: "It's okay, he has a problem with his brain."

Several girls smiled awkwardly and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

Xiang Siye took it for granted: "I'm just defending my reputation."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "You deserve your bad popularity."

When Jing Yuwen and Xiang Sino finished their meal, not long after class, the cafeteria was full of people. The two packed their plates and walked out of the cafeteria. Jing Yuwen felt a little supportive. The cafeteria aunt saw that the boy was thin and thin. He was thin, so he added more rice. Jing Yuwen was a fan of CD-ROM action, and he had to eat without a grain of rice.

Jing Yuwen put both hands in his pockets, his zipper was open, and his hands stretched back: "Take a walk to the dog."

Xiang Siye turned his head to the side: "Hold on?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "A little bit."

"it is good."

The two walked around the cafeteria a few times, and invariably headed towards the teaching building. Several towering pine trees were planted in the green pond next to the third-year teaching building, and they were still growing vigorously. When the two passed by, Jing Yuwen There was a sound of branches breaking, and then there was a "bang", like a heavy object falling to the ground.