She is cute and has a thousand layers of routines

Chapter 20 Sorry, my hand slipped.

At this moment, the rest of the sports students also stopped, panting slightly, and looked this way suspiciously.

The boy with the hair tie took two steps closer to Chen Jiayu, stretched out his hand, and said in an impolite tone, "Hey, give me back the ball."

Chen Jiayu narrowed his eyes and recognized the other party.

Yao Lianghui, a sports student of the school.It is said that his father opened a trading company, his family has a little money, and he is usually very generous in spending, so he is very popular among sports students, and he is somewhat famous.Of course, I don't know how many are sincere.

"You hit someone." Chen Jiayu clamped the basketball with his arms, looked at Yao Lianghui, and said flatly, "Apologize first."

Yao Lianghui was startled, and then twitched the corner of his mouth: "I just accidentally slipped my foot just now, besides, I said I was sorry."

"Without sincerity, we don't accept it." Chen Jiayu's other hand pointed to the garbage bag that flew out of Hou Zifan's hand when he fell, and the garbage scattered around, "Also, clean these up."

Yao Lianghui glanced at the rubbish - paper balls, snack bags, drink bottles, discarded stationery... There was even half a bowl of overturned bowl of stinky hot dry noodles, which was a dazzling array of things, and his face sank all of a sudden. down.

"Give me the ball, I don't want to say it a second time."

Chen Jiayu was expressionless: "Apologize, sweep the floor. I don't want to say it a second time."

"..."

There was a brief moment of dead silence on the basketball court, followed by surprised murmurs.

"Damn it, this kid got into a fight with Yao Lianghui."

"Tell Lao Yao to sweep the floor? Have you gone crazy?"

"Which class?"

"It seems a bit familiar..."

……

Hou Zifan was also stunned.

"Old Chen...you are so fierce."

He was shocked and moved.

Facing a few high-spirited sports students, the natural idea of ​​bowing your head and calming down was thrown aside in an instant, and then straightened up, staring at Yao Lianghui with a stern look: "Yes, apology! Sweeping the floor! "

The brother stood up for him, and he couldn't be a counselor or drag his legs.

Apologizing is still secondary, don't lose your momentum!
Don't lose brother's face!
necessary!
The light of the setting sun was a bit dazzling, Yao Lianghui ignored Hou Zifan, but half-closed his eyes, and walked slowly towards Chen Jiayu a few steps.

It wasn't until he was a step away from Chen Jiayu that he stopped and looked at him.

Chen Jiayu looked back calmly.

The two were about the same height, and they were standing face to face at this moment, almost looking at each other at the same level.It's just that Yao Lianghui's dark skin and strong body make Chen Jiayu, who is slender and fair-skinned, look a bit too delicate and handsome.

But once you notice the calmness and composure in the young man's eyes, you can't help feeling "this guy doesn't seem so simple".

"Oh... I know you." Yao Lianghui narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "Chen Jiayu from class three, right?"

Chen Jiayu remained expressionless and did not respond.

"I'm not very patient. Let me warn you one last time. Give me the ball." Yao Lianghui said with a smile, "Before I get angry, be sensible."

Several other sports students also took a few steps closer.

Although he didn't really force him, his demeanor wasn't friendly.

Chen Jiayu's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "I've said it just now, is it because your ears are not good enough to hear clearly, or is your brain not good enough to understand?"

Yao Lianghui's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next second, he smiled, "Okay, Chen Jiayu, I can't see it, you're pretty cool."

He looked at Chen Jiayu playfully, with contempt that almost turned into substance: "If I just don't apologize or sweep the floor, what can you do?"

In the next second, Chen Jiayu answered him with actions.

He held the basketball in his hand, flicked his wrist, and threw it in a certain direction casually.

The basketball drew an arc in the air, jumped over half of the playground, and then fell straight into——

in the trash.

Everyone was startled.

A sports student closest to the trash can strode over, poked his head out and peeked out, and almost spat it out.

"Damn it, it's disgusting!"

This trash can is next to the cafeteria, and there are half a bucket of leftovers in it. At this moment, they are all mixed together, and they can no longer see what they were originally. There is still a thick layer of black-yellow oil soup floating on it. Fermentation, exudes a sour and smelly smell, the lethality is comparable to small chemical weapons.

And that basketball, on that layer of thick oil soup, floats and sinks.

The sports student approached the trash can with a face of resistance and helplessness, then stretched out his hands trembling, and carefully took the basketball out of it.

The basketball was dripping with soup and oil, it was horrible.

The boy with the hair tie named Yao Lianghui just took one look, and then trembled with anger.

"This ball is a limited edition ball that my dad brought back to me from abroad!" He was furious, like a rooster with fried hair, "Chen Jiayu, do you have intentions!"

Chen Jiayu remained calm, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

? ? ? ?
slipped?
And just slipped into the trash can more than ten meters away?
When we are fools?
Everyone was speechless.

Yao Lianghui stared at Chen Jiayu with a hostile face, and clenched his fists: "You are quite courageous. You think the school rules do not allow fighting, so you are confident? You don't know that the school's surveillance cameras have not been turned on these two days?"

The meaning of the threat in the words is almost turned into reality.

Hearing this, Hou Zifan panicked a little.

Although the school has regulations, if students fight lightly, the whole school will review them and punish them to dismiss them, but the seventeen and eighteen-year-olds are all at a young age, and sometimes something as big as a sesame mung bean can instantly ignite their anger.

Once angry, if the camera is really not turned on, then the school rules are still somewhat binding, it's hard to say.

If you really want to fight, the opponent has a lot of people and is a strong sports student. Hou Zifan doesn't think that Chen Jiayu can show off his power like those male protagonists in TV dramas to defeat the crowd!

At the same time, the rest of the sports students also had gloomy faces, and stepped forward step by step, slowly shrinking the circle.

Chen Jiayu didn't seem to feel any danger, and stood there calmly.

"Old Chen, go away!" Hou Zifan rushed over suddenly, and stood in front of Chen Jiayu with a look of death on his face, "Old Chen, I thank you for helping me get ahead. You guys, come to me for whatever you want... ...has nothing to do with him!"

The tone and expression were extremely tragic, and he was only short of singing a song "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone."

Chen Jiayu stood up for him, so of course he had to show his loyalty and put his friend in danger!

But before he could fully enter the scene, he was pushed away in the next second.

Hou Zifan: "???"

Chen Jiayu smiled: "Don't worry, if they have the guts, they wouldn't dare to hit me."

Hou Zifan: "..."

I suspect there is something wrong with my brother's brain.

(End of this chapter)