During the third period, the bell rang.

Liu Yang dragged his class flag in dejectedly from outside and passed by the aisle where three people were sitting in a row.

The three of them paid attention and kept staring at Liu Yang.

"Brother Yang is awesome."

"Be smart and don't lose your place."

"You deserve the iced black tea I brought you." Jiang Nian stuffed the iced black tea into Liu Yang's arms, "Let's talk about it, you're not selling your brother to seek glory, are you?"

Liu Yang was slightly speechless, holding the iced black tea.

"The points deducted are from Class 4. Do you think I dare to speak?"

"Okay." Jiang Nian patted him on the shoulder, "Good cadres of Class Three are worth training."

Hearing the movement over there, Zhou Yuting withdrew her gaze.

If someone hadn't told her during the running exercise, she would never have believed it.

The man who ran like a monkey turned out to be the first in the class in mathematics and science.

Does it mean that when God closes a door, he must open a window?

Yang Qiming had been frowning since he came back from running exercises. He saw his ex-girlfriend, a second-grade elementary school girl, entering the cafeteria with a boy.

Seeing them talking and laughing, he stood stunned in the crowd.

Is this a fucking canteen?

It’s obviously a worship service!

It was obviously a sunny noon, but it felt like a heavy rain suddenly fell in my heart. In an instant, my already damp mood was submerged, like falling into a deep black sea.

What Yang Qiming is sad about is not the breakup, but the cliff-like breakup.

At least give me a reason!

Even if her mother died, she was too sad and wanted to study hard!

I have been putting it off since before the last exam, and I still don’t have an answer.

He really didn't understand why she was inexplicably angry and broke up with her at the milk tea shop.

"Brother Yang, it's time for class." Huang Cailang reminded through Zhou Yuting, "What's wrong with you? You seemed to have lost your soul just after you went upstairs. Could it be?"

Yang Qiming let out a long sigh and looked haggard.

"It's her."

Zhou Yuting is almost bored to death. She feels like vomiting when she hears the voice of Brother Sadness. Can you please stop being so awkward and jumping out to stab someone from time to time?

I can't stand it, I really want it.

The third class ended with Yang Qiming sighing, and Zhou Yuting pressed her temples. She was too tired from class, and the idiot next to her kept sighing.

The teacher is giving a lecture, x=sigh.

No joke, sometimes I really want to call the police.

"Quick, quick, quick, Akaashi's, take the place, take the place!"

"I know, you want me to jump down and occupy the spot, right?" Liu Yang walked out holding the ball, and accidentally glanced and asked, "Luo Yong, are you going?"

"No, I want to play games and study the outfits."

Jiang Nian originally didn't participate in these things. At most, he would join in and play a ball and then leave. But when he had a task, he would just play casually and brush up on the way.

He stood up and left his seat, turned around and glanced at Zhang Ningzhi again.

"I'll go down and play some ball."

Zhang Ningzhi stopped writing and turned to look at him.

"oh."

oh?

It's strange that the reaction is so bland, you don't like basketball, right?

Little Heizi.

Jiang Nian lowered his head and walked around the desk to look at Zhang Ningzhi's expression. Is it Xiao Heizi? I'll find the evidence and arrest you on the spot.

Zhang Ningzhi felt embarrassed by him and hid her head.

He squatted down from his seat and looked up diagonally under the desk.

The black powder is showing off, let me take a look. However, all I saw was Zhang Ningzhi’s slightly red face.

"Damn it, how come the head teacher downstairs is helping the people in his class occupy the space!"

"Akaishi, what's the point of Lao Liu's life?"

"Look at other people's homeroom teachers!"

"Forget it, this place is not bad. If you take a step back, the world will be brighter."

The court was in a mess, with two or three balls flying in the air.

Further away, several girls were walking hand in hand or sitting in rows in the flower bed next to the fitness equipment.

The sky is blue and the sun is warm in autumn.

"Bang!"

The badminton was hung high, and Wu Jungu looked up with squinted eyes.

The school uniform he wore was neat and clean, and his figure looked slim. His back was slightly hunched, and the wind blew the black hair on his head, making him look particularly depressed.

The autumn sky is clear, not far away.

Yu Zhiyi took everything into consideration, and she frowned slightly. She didn't feel distressed when she saw this scene, she just felt very tired.

We must make it clear and we cannot delay it any longer.

She was thinking this, and when she turned around, a figure passed by her. The other person glanced at her, and the second thing he saw was his face, which was particularly open.

Bah, shameless!

However, Jiang grew up well, and Yu Zhiyi didn't bother to argue with him.

In addition, she was preoccupied with things and was thinking about how to talk to Wu Jungu later. She absentmindedly walked in another direction and soon disappeared.

Physical education class still has the same set of things: gathering, running circles, doing exercises, and disbanding.

After a set of procedures, only Ma Guojun had a little sweating, so it was not a big problem.

Jiang Nian wanted to complete tasks, so he got involved in the basketball team. Beasts always walk alone, but beasts do not need to abide by this law of the strong.

Several friends walked to the basketball court together, not only holding hands but also engaging in intrigues.

"Should we play half-time later? I'm not very good at dribbling."

"Let's throw in a few loose ones first, to give my brother some face."

"I'm not very good at playing, just give me some time." Li Hua plays ball every day and is not shy at all when he talks, "Damn it, byd, why are you here?"

Jiang Nian glanced at him and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"I'm not very good at fighting. I come here and run around to get sweaty."

"Damn, this game is boring." Li Huasheng was helpless and voted directly, "There is someone dirtier than me. If I don't tell who it is, we can't play."

Sun Zhicheng was on another court, seriously dribbling the ball with his hips.

Generally, the first few minutes of the court are spent playing loose balls, looking for feel, etc., and two or three balls fly together in the air.

Li Hua's side has already begun to form groups. After all, they are at the first echelon level of Class Three.

You can't waste too much time on loose balls. If you throw a few shots, you can go to the toilet to brew.

Sun Zhicheng was still dribbling, and the ball was pressed down hard and bounced up again. He kept rubbing it on his palms and fingertips. This feeling of controlling the rules of physics made him intoxicated.

Even if he was facing off against Jordan, he was not afraid.

He dribbled the ball quite selflessly, and Iverson's direction changed from moment to moment. In a blink of an eye, he unknowingly ended up in the next court.

Huang Cairang had just thrown a ball and turned to look at Sun Zhicheng. He couldn't help scratching his head and asked Lin Dong.

"Brother Dong, what is Sun Zhicheng doing?"

Lin Dong was warming up and didn't pay attention to Sun Zhicheng. He turned around and was stunned.

"Maybe he's dancing."

Sun Zhicheng has entered a mysterious and mysterious state, and he is dribbling more and more tricks. When others take a look at it, they think he is very capable of playing.

In fact, he does have the basic skills, so no one cares about him.

In a daze, Sun Zhicheng noticed Chen Yunyun walking towards him.

His body muscles suddenly stiffened, his whole body became more excited, and his dribbling became more and more proficient.
To be continued...