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Chapter 58 Are You Sick?
With Jian Chuan's kick, Gu Zhixia's table shook violently, and the cup beside the table fell to the ground with a bang, accompanied by a dull sound of several books falling to the ground.
The loud voice caused a burst of exclamation.
Everyone looked sideways here.
Gu Zhixia raised her eyes, her clear eyes glowed with a shallow water light, beautiful and innocent, but Jian Chuan was still angry when she saw it.
She agreed not to tell the teacher, but she went to the office to complain after class. Mammy just scolded them a few times and didn't say anything, and she really wanted to call his parents over.
He will definitely be beaten to death by his father when he comes home.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said unhappily, "What do you mean when I ask you, you said that you wouldn't tell the teacher, but you ended up playing this kind of yin with me, didn't you just lose your papers, what about you? ?"
Gu Zhixia pushed the table back to its original position, looked at him without changing his face, and said, "It's not what I sued, you scolded the wrong person."
She was quiet, but surprisingly calm.
But Jian Chuan didn't believe it.
"You just came back with the paper, and the teacher went to find us. It's not you, it's a ghost."
He was loud, almost deliberately embarrassing.
And he was aggressive, as if he was about to hit someone in the next second.
You know, he's the most annoying person who does everything on the surface and secretly, it's a bitch.
But this is so, Gu Zhixia just frowned slightly, without the slightest fear, just lowered his eyes and said: "Do you believe it or not?"
The voice was shallow and thin.
The calm attitude makes people angry and doesn't say anything, and what he says is kind of fucking dragging?
I thought it was a bitch white lotus, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a temperamental white lotus.
Jian Chuan was about to explode, "You..."
Seeing that Zuipao Xiaobawang is about to start the battle mode, but who knows, the leader of the squad has returned to work at this time.
Seeing the unpleasant atmosphere in the class, Jiang Wanfeng changed his face in a second, and said solemnly: "What's going on, what are you doing?"
"It's almost time for class, no one knows?"
Jiang Wanfeng is worthy of being the squad leader.
Jian Chuan pursed his lips, stared at Gu Zhixia and cursed a few words before returning to his seat angrily.
Although the farce was interrupted in time.
But the impact is already there.
The other people who watched a farce looked at Gu Zhixia with a bit of inexplicable inquiry.
On the contrary, Li Tong scolded the neuropathy in a low voice, then got up and bent over, picking up the cup and book that Gu Zhixia had dropped on the ground.
...
noon.
The basketball court was surprisingly lively.
"Pass the ball-"
"This way!"
"Boom-"
The basketball smashed into the frame, making a sound, and the boy with strong body quickly moved and jumped around the basketball.
Sweaty hair ends, thin T-shirts, tight and powerful muscle lines, all revealing the breath of youth.
Everything seemed normal and harmonious.
But who knows the next second, the accident will suddenly come.
A basketball was seriously deviated from the frame and smashed straight at a girl on the rubber track!
The girl was smashed and staggered, her feet were unstable, she covered her face and fell to the ground.
It looks embarrassing and funny.
Under a ball frame, several boys burst into laughter.
It should be very painful. The smashed girl was covering her face or her nose. After sitting on the ground for two seconds, she slowly raised her head.
Under the sun, the girl's skin was white and almost transparent, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing the beautiful and slender lines between her chin and neck.
Wearing school uniform, pure and beautiful.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, my hands slip-"
A boy came over slowly, with a cold smile on his face, after bending over to pick up the ball, he turned around and walked back to the basketball court.
It's a deliberately smashed ball, you don't need to guess to know.
Because no matter the angle or the strength, it is impossible to hit this position with normal playing.
The attitude of the boy's apology is more like a provocation.
That person was Jian Chuan, the one who kicked her table in the morning.
He seems to have identified Gu Zhixia as the snitch.
Gu Zhixia covered her left face and stared at the boy's back, her normally calm eyes suddenly showing a coldness.
"Are you sick?"
She stood up, her tone held in anger.
Although she has restrained her temper a lot this year, she still can't keep silent at this time.