Before getting close to the playground, Xia Yihui first saw the crowd bustling around the basketball court net, and the sound of screaming and cheering broke out from time to time.
It was a coincidence that he came. At this time, the scores of the two teams were evened, and the game just entered the match point.
"Ah, Xue Shen, you are the best!"
"One more shot and Xueshen will win. Hahaha, why do I feel that he is exceptionally accurate in shooting today? He is indeed a Xueshen~"
"Ah, of course, who is Zhang Qingyu, he has good grades and good grades, I almost love him to death!"
A girl's scream came to her ears.
The crowd was too dense, and Xia Yihui squeezed in the outer circle for a long time but failed to squeeze in. He would have physical education class later, so he gave up the idea of squeezing into the inner circle.
Pulling a girl student with a very raw face nearby, Xia Yihui asked, "Student, is it convenient to answer a question?"
"What are you doing?" The female student turned her head, impatient.
She was on the tiptoe to drill into the inner circle, and she was about to get in with great difficulty, but who knew that she was picked up by someone, and she felt aggrieved thinking about it, so her tone was very bad.
Especially after seeing Xia Yihui's face clearly, her complexion became even worse. She rolled her eyes and said, "No, young master, we have been in the same class for three years, and you don't even know my name?"
Xia Yi felt bad in his heart.
With so many girls, who would have thought that he would get a classmate with just one of them, it would be a bit embarrassing.
But Xia Yihui didn't have stage fright either, he hummed twice vaguely, and quickly asked the question he was supposed to ask.
"Do you know Zhang Qingyu?"
"... for three years in a row, he won the first place in the monthly examination rankings, and no one can shake the throne." The female student felt incredible: "How could you not know him?"
Xia Yihui said along the way: "I didn't pay much attention to him before."
The female student glanced at Xia Yi with the eyes of a monster, but after thinking about it, she quickly felt relieved.
We all know that Xia Yihui is a rich second-generation takeaway student scum, this kind of person must only have money in his eyes, how could he pay attention to the monthly exam rankings when he is full and has nothing to do
"Speaking of Zhang Qingyu..." A trace of fascination flashed in the female student's eyes, "He is a great university god!"
When mentioning the object of a crush, people always chatter uncontrollably, and the female student is no exception. She dragged Xia Yi back and babbled for several minutes without any sign of closing her mouth.
To sum it up roughly, Zhang Qingyu got another good card this time: a very good family background, a school master with double responsibilities, a friendly and courteous girl with countless fans, and is extremely admired...
Compared with Xia Yihui's status as a joker this time, it's a world of heaven and earth. Could this be the difference between the copy's own son and the picked-up son
Xia Yihui no longer has any hope for the start, and if it comes, he will be at ease, and if he has any inherent deficiencies, he will use his acquired efforts to make up for it.
After talking for a while, the female student seemed to have just come to her senses, frowning and said suspiciously: "You suddenly asked what Xueshen is doing, he is not an existence that a scumbag like you should know .”
"..." A trace of helplessness flashed across Xia Yi's eyes, and it was another time he saw the strong malice towards him from the ghost card identity.
God knows that he not only knows Zhang Qingyu, but is also very "lucky" to be Zhang Qingyu's boyfriend. If he says it, he will surely scare these children to death.
However, deeply following the principle of keeping a low profile at the beginning, Xia Yikui wisely did not respond to the female student's words, nor was he in a hurry to stand out.
When the class bell rang, Xia Yihui smiled and said, "I'm leaving first, class is about to start."
The female student was dazzled by Xia Yihui's smile, and when she realized it, she was nowhere to be seen. She curled her lips in disdain, and continued to look into the basketball court with her feet on her feet.
At this time, Zhang Qingyu happened to get the basketball, stretched his arms and tossed it lightly. The basketball crossed a perfect parabola in the air, hit the basket with a 'touch' sound, circled a few times and quickly scored a goal.
The whistle sounded, and the outcome was decided.
There were cheers and screams from all around, and thunderous applause for a while, without any noise.
"Wow, the god of learning is still so good. He is good-looking, has good grades, can play basketball, and is humble and gentle. How can there be such a perfect person in this world."
After sighing, the female student was slightly stunned again: "But why do you always feel that Xueshen is a little absent-minded. Could it be because of a bad mood? But hasn't this ball game been won..."
In fact, not only the female students felt this way, but even many students nearby had similar doubts, because Zhang Qingyu's performance was too obvious.
In the past, when the game was over, Zhang Qingyu would always smile and nod to the spectators. If someone offered water or a towel, he would always take it gently, look into that person's eyes, and sincerely thank him.
But this time... There seemed to be something wrong with him.
Many people ran forward to offer water, but Zhang Qingyu looked back blankly, showing no intention of taking it. He raised his eyes slightly, turned to look around the field, finally frowned slightly, and fixed his gaze on the playground.
Everyone couldn't guess the reason why Zhang Qingyu was in a bad mood, so they had to follow the latter's eyes.
There are five or six classes on the playground who are having physical education class. It seems that this week there will be sit-ups for the physical test. The students are paired up, with one lying flat and the other sitting on his toes.
After everyone found a good partner, only one person came out alone.
The man was thin and thin, just looking at his back with a youthful air, and when he turned around, his profile was even more beautiful.
With a straight nose, slender eyelashes, and full lips, she looks like the male protagonist in a youth campus romance drama, giving people an extremely unreal impression.
The man was famous, quite famous.
The only person in the whole school who can get in through the back door is not famous.
Looking left at Xia Yi and right at Zhang Qingyu, finally someone couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Xue Shen, do you know Xia Yi back?"
It was quiet all around, and it was obvious that everyone was waiting for Zhang Qingyu's answer, including the female students who were late for physical education to watch the male god.
The female student's face was hot, and she was crying in her heart.
If Xia Yihui really knew Zhang Qingyu, then she just boasted to Xia Yihui for a long time... Isn't this playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!
It shouldn't be such a coincidence, besides, just now Xia Yihui kept saying that he didn't pay much attention to Xueshen.
"I know."
When the clear voice came, Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips, ignored the people who were staring at each other, and only walked towards the outside of the basketball court.
The female student was still immersed in her lucky thoughts, and was dumbfounded when she heard this at first.
Xia Yi, a school scum, and Zhang Qingyu, a god of learning... these two people can't match each other, apart from their pretty faces, what else do they have in common? !
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On the other side, Xia Yihui was in a bit of distress.
The total number of people in the class is an odd number, and after pairing up, he happened to be the one who was singled out because of his poor popularity.
Although I don't know how the original body solved this situation in the first and second grades of high school, but it is obvious that now this situation can only be faced by himself who took the blame halfway.
Xia Yihui was about to find a random railing to press his feet, or to put his knees up to do sit-ups without pressing his feet, when suddenly there were rustling discussions in his ears.
It seems to say 'he seems to be looking at us', 'ahh, he is really walking this way' and so on.
After about tens of seconds, the discussion stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell into a strange silence.
Xia Yihui didn't care, and just concentrated on doing what she should do.
At that time, he had just found a piece of clean grass and sat down, with his hands crossed behind his head, and he was lying back neatly. With just such a movement, Xia Yihui personally experienced the process of turning from sunlight to shadow.
At some point, there was a person standing half a meter behind him, and what was even more mysterious was that he didn't even have any defenses, just lying down towards that person in a 'peaceful' way.
After seeing the man's face clearly, Xia Yi was speechless.
Who else could be an immortal, Zhang Qingyu.
The latter was staring at him with eyelashes lowered slightly, his black and white eyeballs reflected a light color like mist in the sunlight, he was really a good skin that made people enviable, no wonder he could be a colonel.
As long as the two looked at each other, the onlookers held their faces in horror for a long time.
"Why do I feel that the school grass is menacing?"
"Nonsense, he usually looks gentle and humble. When have you ever seen him with a cold face? I heard that the most afraid of strong people crying and gentle people get angry. There is nothing wrong with that. The expressionless look is really a bit fierce, so scary!"
"What's the situation? When did the two of them know each other? I haven't seen them say a word in the whole first and second year of high school."
"Actually, leaving aside the inequalities in IQ, this picture looks really eye-catching. The handsome guy and the handsome guy look at each other, and the people next to the mirror obviously don't have the same style of painting."
"Hey, you are still saying that IQ is not equal. Your source of information is too slow. Just now, their class had a math class. Xia Yihui is actually not stupid at all. I heard that he has already reviewed all the textbooks in college. It's over!"
"What? Didn't you say that he has been admitted to college?"
"Tsk tsk, the version I heard is that he has already been admitted to graduate school."
"Stay false, don't talk nonsense here, let's see the situation first."
He didn't take into account the group of young students who shouted about the cosplay paintings, anyway, there was no OOC punishment for the joke card this time, so he simply acted according to his own temperament.
He sat up on the turf all at once, bent his knees and turned his waist to look back, while still smiling and raising his eyebrows, he asked: "Why, is there any problem for Xueshen? Teaching can be taught, but the fee is very expensive. .”
It has to be said that Xia Yi's skills in attracting hatred are really perfect. Zhang Qingyu has been the number one demonstration in the province for two years, so how could he ask a person whose grades are always at the bottom of the list with questions.
Therefore, his words sounded a bit ironic, as if he was saying:
What kind of wind is this that blows the god of learning over, you don't always stay in the classroom to do the questions, and go wandering around the playground.
All of a sudden, there were boos around.
"It seems that they not only know each other, but also have a bad relationship. If they fight in a while, everyone should remember to take advantage of the chaos and step on Xia's feet once!"
A trace of helplessness flashed across Zhang Qingyu's eyes.
He approached Xia Yihui with a serious expression, squatted down and pressed his ankles with both hands. The force was not too great, but it was just enough to hold the latter so that he could not break free.
As soon as Xia turned around, he understood what Zhang Qingyu meant.
It should be to help him hold his feet, so that it will be easier to do sit-ups. It was unexpected that Zhang Qingyu would be so careful that he would notice the embarrassment of being alone.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui had an imperceptible smile in his eyes, and said, "What are you doing? There is no benevolence and righteousness in buying and selling, so it's okay to do something wrong?"
The eyes of the onlookers became brighter and brighter, and the alarm bells in many people's minds were ringing loudly, and they kept saying in their hearts, "It's going to be a fight, it's going to be a fight!"
"Come find me after the physical test." After holding back for a long time, Zhang Qingyu slowly opened his lips, and added flatly: "Give me tutoring."
"It's about to fight..." Damn it, fight a dick!
The onlookers were silent, and suddenly woke up a few seconds later.
Wait, tutoring, tutoring? !
Is it their ears that are broken or the god of learning's brain is broken, and the scumbag Xia once gave tuition to Zhang Qingyu, the god of learning... Oh, what happened to this world, why is it so magical!