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Chapter 40 I Like You, I'm Serious

Is it an illusion?

Wen Ye felt that at that moment, Shen Ji seemed to be looking this way.

She thought again that she must have read it wrong. The playground where she was temporarily pulled, and she was sitting so far away, shouldn't be caught all at once.

The wind was a little cold on the steps, Wen Ye withdrew his gaze and was about to go down.

Song Xixi was walking around in circles on the playground, just walking this way.

"Little Wenwen! Come and come, just in time. The basketball court is playing over there, let's go and see!"

Song Xixi's execution ability is particularly strong, not to mention that there are three people who help Li Shuangshuang next to him, so Wen Ye doesn't have a chance to refuse at all.

When a few people arrived, the playground was already full of people, most of them were girls, and they didn't even have a gap to rush to the front row.

At first, Song Xixi was able to take care of Wen Ye, who had inconvenient legs and feet, but was squeezed out of his will to win, so he dragged Li Shuangshuang with his head down and rushed forward.

Wen Ye was pushed to and fro, and he almost fell over several times.

She had to thank herself again for her cane.

At the same time, I also sighed in my heart, how can these little girls watch a ball game like a star chasing scene, it's crazy.

Ono tried his best to get out of the encirclement.I don't know what happened in the central area in front of me. There was an exclamation from a fan girl. Her height was not at all dominant in a crowd of people with different heights and heights, so she didn't understand the situation.

However, the people around seemed to suddenly relax a lot.Wen Ye sighed tiredly, and just wanted to take the opportunity to exit quickly, but before she could act, she looked up and saw what caused the crowd to loosen—

In April spring, the temperature is not too high, Wen Ye felt a little cold wearing a spring shirt and jacket, but the boy who strode over, wearing a black basketball uniform, his arms and calves with strong muscles and strong lines were exposed in the air. There was even a thin perspiration on the skin.

Wen Ye pursed his lips and saw that Shen Di finally stopped not far away.

She almost didn't need to take any serious identification to feel the sights around her looking in this direction that were about to engulf her.Wen Ye moved in the direction of the crowd, trying to shrink his presence.

The young man's eyes were clear and sharp, and he held a half-drinked bottle of water in his hand, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

He ignored everyone, raised his footsteps and walked forward again. When passing by Wen Ye, a more magnetic voice after the exercise rang in Wen Ye's ears, the voice was so low that it brushed his eardrums: "I'll send you out. "

Wen Ye didn't move, he pretended to have the same expression as the fierce fan girl next to him who just screamed, and looked at him blankly and puzzled, as if he didn't understand what he was going to do.

Shen Ji showed his first smile since playing today.

He raised his hand in the direction of the court and shouted, "Five minutes rest!"

Then, he turned and ran towards the rest area of ​​the players in the opposite direction.

With a group of people falling behind, Wen Ye managed to escape dangerously and dangerously.

And Song Xixi, who realized that she had made a mistake, also found Wen Ye and hurried over to greet her with guilt.

It doesn't matter that Wen Ye replied with a smile, but his ears were paying attention to Shen Jiu's movement, and then he heard him say that he had misjudged the person, and without further explanation, the group of heart-wrenching fans immediately put their minds aside and believed them all !Even though there were a few who had just approached the center of the circle, they were a little skeptical, but the exciting game five minutes later allowed them to completely shake off their redundant thoughts.

Wen Ye was afraid of being hurt again, so he decided to return home.Sure enough, what kind of person is suitable for what kind of thing, she is not suitable for sports, and she is also incompatible with the lively playground and the young and sweaty teenagers.

When Wen Ye saw Shen Ji again, it was already two classes in the afternoon.

The hormonal smell after exercise still remained on the boy's body, and the strong smell seemed to be transformed into substance, which was very aggressive.

Wen Ye's desktop was knocked, and she raised her head to look at the source of the sound.

Shen Di seemed to have regained his previous emotions and posture after the meeting in the afternoon. He seemed to be able to quickly forget the unhappiness between them, regrouping, tough and savage, and broke into her life again.

Because the class was about to start, the class was still restless at the last moment before the bell rang, and the movement in the corner of the back row did not attract the attention of others.

Shen Di raised his eyes and looked at Wen Ye, without a trace of unnaturalness, "If you want to watch me play, I'll call you alone next time."

He added: "Anytime."

Wen Ye rolled his eyes and thought, this person is really narcissistic and arrogant.

"No need." She replied indifferently, tearing up the illusion he had made, showing no mercy.

The gloomy confession from last night was still lingering in Wen Ye's mind.Naturally, she didn't believe the "like" in Shen Di's mouth, he was just teasing her in another way.

"Zila", the bench and the ground made a harsh friction sound, Wen Ye was forced to look at Shen Ji.

She looked at this man in annoyance, and subconsciously forced the pen in her hand, "Shen Di!"

She called him that again.

Shen Di seemed a little distressed, he looked at Wen Ye, helpless and frustrated, "Wen Ye, I'm serious."

He said: "I will pursue you, whether you agree or not, I will do it."

Finally, he looked away, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "If you don't like any aspect of me, I will change it. From now on, I will agree to any conditions you make."

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Di has never been so serious and persistent in one thing. Even if there is no hope, he must try hard.

In his sullen world, there was never a word to back down.

Wen Ye looked at him, pursing his lips several times without saying a word.

When the class bell rang, she finally came to her senses and said eagerly in a low voice, "Let go."

Shen Di obediently put down his hands, and dutifully turned his chair back.

Wen Ye frowned, this person always likes to move his hands and feet.

The bell stopped, and there were only whispered conversations left in the classroom. Wen Ye also whispered to Shen Di, "Shen Di, I don't like you."

You won't like it no matter how you change it, don't waste your time and energy on her.

Wen Ye didn't say anything, but the meaning was clear.The boy's brows fell, a little dejected.

This is the expected result, isn't it?

Shen Di was sitting on the seat, but his thoughts were like four threads entwined with cotton and linen. He was also confused by this unexpected feeling and couldn't understand it. He didn't know how to make the girl beside him turn from hating him to liking him.

This seems to be a hopeless zero-probability event.

After all, he himself felt that he was a jerk before.

Suddenly, the corner of the table was quietly poked, and a white and tender hand pushed a small ball of paper over. Shen Di looked up, and the girl who passed the note was full of nervousness, as if she was afraid that the teacher would find out.

As soon as Shen Di took the paper ball, his hand shrank back, as if electrocuted.

Shen Di sat upright, opened the paper ball earnestly, graceful and neat handwriting fell on the paper, and the short line also carried the unease and temptation in the owner's heart:
"You said, if I ask, will you agree to count?"

　The author's recent life in [-]D is not very good, his temper is rather grumpy, and he is not very sympathetic. If I encounter deliberately bad comments, I will go back.

　　Recently, the epidemic is at home, and I have nothing to do. I can come a few more and let me play.

　　Every time I quarrel, I feel that I don't play well, so I will not miss any opportunity to practice this skill der.
　　This article does not accept writing guidance, nor does it accept deliberately smeared, emotionally offensive comments, and will delete comments or go back when encountered.

　　If you don't like it, you can point out the shortcomings kindly. The author will accept it humbly and improve it according to the situation.

　　Closer to home, if the plot, characters, rhythm, and length of the novel are not to your liking, please turn left and leave as soon as possible, don't continue reading, ball, let's not hurt each other, okay?

　　Sorry, I was a little irritable by the three-dimensional meeting and a bad comment today, sorry.

　　Two will be late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)