Qi Ran jumped up unexpectedly and took action.
"Not good!" Song Shijun realized that he was going to shoot a three-pointer.
He jumped up to stop him, but it was too late.
The basketball drew an arc in mid-air and flew towards the basket.
However, it didn't go in.
Qi Ran clicked his tongue, "Sure enough, it still doesn't work."
He said that his three-point shooting was not good, and it seems to be true.
Song Shijun breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to continue, the bell rang.
Qi Ran didn't care. The two teams had the same score and it was a tie. He didn't lose.
Han Qiqing came over with two bottles of water and handed one to each of them.
Qi Ran smiled at her and said, "Thank you."
Song Shijun's expression was not so good.
Han Qiqing saw that he was unhappy, but since Qi Ran was there, she couldn't comfort him, so she let Qi Ran go first.
Qi Ran asked her, "Is there a place to take a shower? I'm covered in sweat and I want to wipe it off."
Han Qiqing nodded and said, "It's there, but only people from the basketball team can use it. Well... I'll let Shijun take you there."
She looked at Shijun.
Song Shijun glanced at her and said, "I know, I'll take him there."
Han Qiqing smiled.
After other students left the basketball hall, she found a seat to sit and wait.
In the changing room.
Song Shijun took Qi Ran in, found a towel, and threw it to him.
"new."
Qi Ran took it, nodded and said, "Thank you."
He chose a cubicle at random and entered.
Song Shijun heard the sound of water and simply entered a cubicle to take a shower, which happened to be next to Qi Ran.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a song humming next door.
He was speechless for a moment. Is this still a cold persona? It's almost boring. He casually rinsed off the sweat stains on his body and came out.
Qi Ran is still washing.
After a few minutes, the man came out.
Song Shijun discovered that he actually washed his hair.
Qi Ran came over and asked him, "Is there a hairdryer?"
Song Shijun, "...No."
Boys generally don't use hairdryers. After washing their hair, they just let it dry and dry it by themselves after a while.
Qi Ran finished wiping his hair with a towel and handed the towel to him, "Give it back to you."
Song Shijun, “…”
Can he hit someone
Outside.
Han Qiqing got bored waiting, so she checked Weibo.
She saw someone promoting a novel on the homepage and looked at the introduction. It seemed interesting.
She collected it casually and would read it when she had time.
At this time, Song Shijun and Qi Ran walked out at the same time.
Song Shijun said, "Let's go back to class."
Han Qiqing smiled and said, "You should have been slower and you could have skipped a class."
Fortunately, the next class is not an important class, so it doesn’t matter if you miss it.
Song Shijun glanced at Qi Ran next to him, "It's his fault. Just wash away the sweat and wash your hair."
Han Qiqing hurriedly acted as peacemaker, "My head is covered in sweat. It's uncomfortable for me too. Let's go, let's go back to class."
Fortunately, her deskmate didn't talk much, so there was no quarrel.
When the three of them returned to the classroom, the class was almost halfway through.
Because it was Han Qiqing and Song Shijun, the teacher did not dare to say anything and welcomed them back with a smile.
The day's class is over.
Qi Ran left as soon as get out of class was over.
Han Qiqing was packing her things slowly, still mumbling, "If I had known better, I would have made you the president of the student union. With so many things to do and meetings to attend, how can I study?"
(End of chapter)