Her voice is not small, but Jian Chuan just turned around and walked a few steps, and naturally heard it.

He turned around suddenly, "Who do you think is sick?"

"Would you try again for Lao Tzu?"

He raised his chin slightly and smashed the basketball at Gu Zhixia's feet.

With a bang, the basketball bounced high, with threats and warnings.

The people who played with him also came over in twos and threes. Gu Zhixia could see clearly now that these people happened to be the same people who were called to the office by the math teacher in the morning.

When she fell, they should have laughed.

She pursed her lips and stared at Jian Chuan silently.

The eyes are cold.

Her expression was almost completely different from her usual appearance.

Jian Chuan was slightly startled.

Damn, that's kind of intimidating.

But then, he blocked his neck, and the words he said were even more unpleasant, "Yo, what are you staring at, don't pretend to be a little white lotus, right?"

"Do you really think that everyone who looks like a fairy has to revolve around you? I tell you, if you don't apologize to your grandfather now, don't even think about walking under my Jian Chuan's eyelids."

His voice fell, and the people next to him laughed one after another.

"As expected of the little mouth cannon of our sixth class, well said!"

"Hahaha, that's right, Dachuan hates her!"

"Let her call her Grandpa!"

These people were not called parents, and their attitude was not as excited as Jian Chuan's. Their tone was not serious, and they seemed to be joking, but this coaxing attitude added fuel to the fire.

Gu Zhixia glanced at them and knew what the current situation was like.

If she said two more ugly words, she would not get any benefit at all, but she might be beaten by the person named Jian Chuan in front of her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her voice tense and said, "I won't apologize if it's none of my business."

After she finished speaking, she secretly clenched her fists, looked back as if suppressing her emotions, turned around and prepared to leave, ignoring them.

"Did I fucking let you go?"

Jian Chuan spoke up immediately.

He didn't like this kind of nonchalant look the most, making it seem like he was making trouble unreasonably.

Isn't it better to study?

What a big deal.

Jian Chuan saw that Gu Zhixia didn't want to turn his back on him, so he took two steps forward and was about to pull the person back.

But just when his hand was about to touch the girl's shoulder—

Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a basketball smashing straight in his direction. He turned his head subconsciously, but he didn't have time to hide, and his eyes were instantly blacked out by the flying basketball.

He was smashed and staggered to the side before he could stabilize his feet, and there was a dull pain at the bridge of his nose.

There were a few "bangs" in my ears, and there was the sound of the basketball falling to the ground and bouncing again.

"Okawa!"

Several other people quickly stepped forward to help him.

Jian Chuan's pain immediately said "Ah", then bent over to cover the bridge of his nose and gasped.

The pain made him a little afraid that the bridge of his nose would be smashed.

If this is disfigured, how can he mess around?!

A surge of anger rushed up from the bottom of his heart. He covered his nose and raised his head instantly, looking in the direction the basketball had just flown in, and scolded, "Fuck, who doesn't have eyes..."

Jian Chuan's words came to an abrupt end when he saw the person walking here.

Gu Zhixia heard the movement behind, and turned her head at this time, and subconsciously followed Jian Chuan's surprised eyes.

Seeing this, the frown that had been furrowed just now relaxed instantly.

It turned out to be Han Yue who was walking slowly towards this side.

He should have been playing basketball just now. He was wearing a black ball uniform. He was slender and tall, with exposed arms, tight and smooth lines, thin and sexy, and a black wrist guard on his wrist bone.

His expression was light, but his eyes stared straight at Jian Chuan, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

Jian Chuan's throat tightened, and his Adam's apple rolled nervously.

Han Yue stopped in front of Jian Chuan, stared at him, stepped on the basketball he threw over and fell to the ground, and then clasped it with his palm the moment the basketball bounced.

He stared at Jian Chuan with his dark eyes, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips in a playful tone: "I'm so sorry"

"Hand Slip"

When his words fell, Jian Chuan suddenly widened his eyes.

This familiar tone, familiar words.

It was clearly what he said to Gu Zhixia after hitting her...