Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 11 "Which Talent Comes to Beat"

After school, Jiang Ye and the others did not leave, and continued to play basketball on the playground.

There is no evening self-study in the first year of high school, so the time is relatively easy.

The afterglow of the setting sun elongated the figures of the students on the playground, casting tall and tall shadows on the ground.

I went to the cafeteria to eat after class in the second and third grades of high school. On the way, I passed the playground, and there were more and more people on the playground.

Jiang Ye threw a three-pointer, lifted the corner of his clothes to wipe his sweat, and inadvertently exposed his abdomen. The firm and tight abdominal muscles were looming, causing some girls to blush and jump and scream.

"Stop fighting, you guys play."

Jiang Ye raised his hand and walked towards the basketball hoop, holding the bottle and drinking water with his head up. Sweat beads rolled down his forehead, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was sexy and seductive.

He was on the base of the basketball hoop, with his hands leaning back, palms facing down, he stretched his legs carelessly, and his movements were free and easy.

While watching them play, occasionally directing.

It was half time again, Zhao Chengcheng took a breather, came over and sat next to Jiang Ye.

After drinking water, he complained, "Aye, you don't have much interest if you don't play, they are too fishy."

"Pass me the water." Fu Yang shook his sweaty hair as he walked.

Zhao Chengcheng threw the water to him.

Fu Yang echoed: "That's right, I heard they said that there will be a game for the juniors in high school, do we want to watch it?"

Jiang Ye put his legs away, leaving some space for Fu Yang, took out his mobile phone from his school uniform jacket, clicked on a small game to play, and said indifferently: "Whatever, the school team is going to participate in the competition, they practice in advance."

"Ah?" Zhao Chengcheng was surprised, his eyes widened, "When? Why don't I know."

Jiang Ye: "Before the autumn sports meeting."

Zhao Chengcheng smacked his lips, "I heard that there was Han Chong in the third year of high school, he played pretty well, Ah Ye, have you met him?"

"I don't know." He focused on the small game and filtered the name Han Chong in his mind, but he didn't remember it.

Fu Yang said, "I know, Han Chong, the vice president is her boyfriend, right? The former captain of the basketball school team, he is very sweet and has a hot temper."

Just as Fu Yang finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

He greeted Zhao Chengcheng, "Help me get it." Seeing that someone sent him a message, he clicked in, and a second later, he slapped his thigh fiercely.

"Hold the grass!"

Zhao Chengcheng was so frightened that he poured water into his nose, quickly rubbed his nose twice, and yelled at Fu Yang: "You're sick, you're so startled!"

"No." Fu Yang looked disbelieving, pointing to the phone and said, "The person who cultivates talents is going to beat Ah Ye, it's time to fight."

Zhao Chengcheng was also startled, and tilted his head to look closely.

On the screen of the phone, there was a letter of challenge.

"It's really kind." Zhao Chengcheng touched his face.

"It's so exciting." Fu Yang said, a little impatiently.

The two were already gearing up, and at the same time they turned their attention to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye was unaffected and unaffected. He won the small game slowly, stood up and put the phone in his pocket, and said lazily, "Let's go."

Let's see who's coming for a beating.

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The physical education class is very simple. The physical education teacher first asked the students to do exercises, and then they ran around the playground for a few laps before announcing the dissolution of free activities.

It was inconvenient for Su Yan to ask for leave and return to the classroom after doing exercises because she was unwell.

Her desktop is still the same as before, with textbooks lying on it randomly.

Su Yan sat down and looked at the physics book.

Jiang Ye's arrogant demeanor can still be recalled in his mind.

Help him with a physics homework.

How can someone be so arrogant?

Even asking others to help him with his homework, he said so confidently.

She was in a daze for a while.

Clean up the desktop again, put the physics book in the drawer, and ignore it.

Glancing at the clock hanging on the blackboard, school will be over in ten minutes.

There wasn't much homework today, but Su Yan still put a lot of books in her schoolbag.

She loves to study.

(End of this chapter)