Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 104 "Near Water Tower"

Jiang Ye slowed down for two seconds, subdued his hostility, and his face remained indifferent.

Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng were both smart, and they saw something was wrong, so they walked straight up.

Lively vibe with hippie faces.

"The class flower is indeed the class flower, and she got ninth in the exam!" Fu Yang happily squeezed between Cheng Xinghe and Su Yan, separating the two.

Su Yan stood a little to the side, getting closer to Jiang Ye.

The voice was soft: "I'm not a banhua, so don't bark."

Zhao Chengcheng was not happy anymore, "Hey, although you are now in Experimental Class 3, you can't erase your existence in Class [-], Grade [-]! Besides, you are recognized."

Su Yan smiled helplessly.

Now that the ranking is known, there is no need to stop here.

Su Yan planned to go back to the classroom.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Xinghe, and asked him: "Are you going back to the classroom now?"

Experimental class 1 is also on the fifth floor, and two people can go together.

Cheng Xinghe nodded.

Su Yan turned around, hesitated, and said to Jiang Ye and the others, "Do you want to go together?"

Although they are on the third floor, the journey back is about the same.

Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng won't be returning to the classroom for the time being, and they still have to hang out outside for a while. As for Jiang Ye, they turned their attention to Jiang Ye.

The boy's whole body was full of depression, and his mood was not too low. He just lowered his head and didn't care about it.

Fu Yang knew that he was angry.

Do not like to talk to.

Hastily waved his hands: "No, no, you go first, you go."

Looking at the backs of a man and a woman, they match each other no matter how you look at them, they are a pair of lovers.

Zhao Chengcheng rubbed his chin and hissed unfathomably.

Muttering: "No, no, no."

Fu Yang leaned into his ear, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Chengcheng secretly glanced at Jiang Ye, leaned on his cheek, and said in a low voice: "A Ye, there is a rival in love, this is nothing compared to it, right? Cheng Xinghe has good grades and is also handsome. I heard that he can play basketball well. Instantly kill Ah Ye."

And there is no chance of winning.

Fu Yang: "..."

"You're talking nonsense, which eye of yours can tell that Su Yan is interested in Cheng Xinghe?"

Zhao Chengcheng shrugged innocently: "Two eyes."

Fu Yang: "You have two dog eyes right now!"

"..." Zhao Chengcheng was furious, and it was about a personal attack, "Is it wrong for me to tell the truth? If you don't believe me, let's wait and see!"

Just the distance between Experimental Class 1 and Experimental Class 3.

They are still on the fifth floor.

It can be equated to say that you can't see when you look up, and Cheng Xinghe obviously gets the moon first if he is close to the water.

Fu Yang is an idiot, is his mind stuck?
The two were chattering beside each other, gnashing their teeth, and Jiang Ye was annoyed, so he gave each of them a slap, and asked in an impatient tone, "Let's go?"

Fu Yang came back to his senses: "Let's go, where are we going?"

"Play the ball."

"basketball?"

They didn't make an appointment in advance, just the three of them, and they will have to call others later.

Jiang Ye said softly, "Billiards."

I didn't go to any high-end clubs, just the billiard hall near the school. The outside looks dilapidated and dilapidated, and the interior decoration is low-key and exquisite. I don't pay much attention to the appearance but the inside. The boss is familiar with Jiang Ye.

After signing up, a special servant will take you inside.

Jiang Ye took the bottle of water with ease, unscrewed it casually, and raised his head slightly against his mouth.

Entering the ball room through the glass door, the lights in the room are bright, and the tables are neatly arranged, most of which are green table bottoms, and two blue tables are placed in the innermost one.

There are not many people, and you can hear the voices inside when you stand outside.

The three picked the closest one, and Jiang Ye took the cue, smeared chocolate powder on it, rubbed it carefully and evenly when bumping his head, with a skillful technique.

Holding the club, he leaned towards the edge of the table, bowed slightly, with a cold face and a serious expression, staring at the ball in front of the club, aiming at it, and hitting it.

The ball follows the trajectory and rolls accurately into the goal pocket.

"Jiano."

Someone behind him called his name.

(End of this chapter)