I hugged the basketball and looked up at the hoop in grief and indignation. It stood there reservedly and proudly, obviously motionless, but it was harder to hit than a moving target. I shot a total of ten balls just now, nine of which were non-stick, and the other one was lucky enough to hit the rebound, but it bounced back and hit my own head...
It seems that basketball is really a good tool for self-abuse. Although I don't like self-torture, but for the bonus of hundreds of dollars, I endured it.
The school's basketball club will hold a shooting competition next week, in which a women's team is specially set up, and the prize money for the first place is 500 yuan. I am a person who loves money and is short of money. Like a banana tree in the desert, I urgently need money to irrigate. So for the huge sum of 500 yuan, I gladly signed up.
However, at this moment, looking at the cold and noble ball frame, I was really discouraged.
Suddenly, a basketball flew over from a distant three-point line, as if it was equipped with a navigator, and it fell towards the basket impartially.
Hollow!
I turned around in shock, wanting to see which god came to shame me. Then my eyes lit up, my face was red and my heart was beating, and my adrenaline was surging...
In short, I have all the physiological phenomena that a standard nympho would have.
Because this person is Lu Zijian.
Who is Lu Zijian? The basketball captain of the School of Chemistry is tall, handsome, well-mannered, and a member of the student union. He even won a first-class scholarship last year... In short, Lu Zijian is just for nymphomaniacs.
Therefore, it is normal for me to post about nympho at this time.
Then I saw another person behind Lu Zijian, Zhong Yuan. So I gave him a hard look.
I hate Jong Won, deeply.
More and more people came to play basketball, and the venue was obviously not enough, so everyone squeezed together, whether they knew each other or not, it was normal for two or three groups of people to share a court. Now, I am lucky enough to share a venue with Lu Zijian and, unfortunately, Zhong Yuan.
I stared at Zhong Yuan's back, and said to myself, burn, my little universe!
Then I picked up the basketball and slammed it hard at him.
Zhong Yuan covered the back of his head, turned his head and frowned at me. I spread my hands and said with a smile, "Sorry, slippery."
Then I picked up the basketball, made a fake shot for a while, and started burning my little universe again...
I found that my technique is actually good. Although I can't shoot accurately, I can hit Zhong Yuan every time.
So not long after, Zhong Yuan's white jersey turned into a floral jersey.
Lu Zijian, who had been concentrating on playing basketball, finally discovered this problem. He looked at Zhong Yuan and said inexplicably, "Zhong Yuan, don't you like to be clean? Why are your clothes so dirty?"
Zhong Yuan didn't answer, but raised his eyes and glanced at me with a half-smile.
I dodged Zhong Yuan's eyes with a guilty conscience, and said to Lu Zijian with a smile: "Hello Senior Brother Lu, I'm Mu Er from the School of Chemistry."
Lu Zijian said with a smile: "Hi, freshman?"
I nodded vigorously, looking at him with red eyes.
Lu Zijian felt a little embarrassed being stared at by me, he smiled again, and suddenly said: "You... you have a nice hairstyle, you have a personality, haha..."
I touched my bald head which had been shaved for a few days, and I felt a sense of sadness spontaneously.
It's not my fault that I'm bald.
A long time ago... about two weeks ago, I also had long flowing hair. However, who would have thought that a gamble would quietly change their fate...
A while ago, the school-level basketball competition was in full swing. Although I am not interested in basketball, I am very interested in handsome guys, especially handsome guys like Lu Zijian, who are tall, sunny, handsome, gentle, and a little bit shy and honest ... In short, I like everything about him, including his tanned skin. I like boys to be a little darker, that's enough for a man. If a boy grows as white as Zhong Yuan, then the whole world will mourn for him.
Speaking of the basketball game at that time, the School of Chemistry, under the leadership of Lu Zijian, tenaciously advanced to the finals, and it was the School of Management where Zhong Yuan was about to face the School of Chemistry.
At that time, the school's nymphomaniacs were almost divided into two camps. Those who supported the School of Chemistry were mainly aimed at Lu Zijian, while those who supported the School of Management were mainly aimed at Zhong Yuan.
Zhong Yuan likes to be mysterious. He didn't play in the group stage at all, and in the knockout round, he only played in the last two minutes of the quarterfinals to seal the battle.
Many people praise Zhong Yuan so much, as if he is the reincarnation of Kobe (what, Kobe is not dead ==), but I don't think so. Anyway, Lu Zijian is the strongest, Lu Zijian is invulnerable, Lu Zijian... will win!
However, within the School of Chemistry, there is such a small group of forces, which turned out to be the Chung faction, and three of the backbone members are the eldest, second and fourth in our dormitory (there are four people in our dormitory). In the past few days, they and I often quarreled over Lu Zhong’s issue. In the end, I pointed to my flowing long hair righteously and said to the three of them: “If the School of Management can win, I will win. Shave off your hair!"
Later, I actually shaved my hair...
The scene on the day of the finals was very hot. I squeezed into the crowd and shouted "Come on, Lu Zijian" until my voice became hoarse. With a minute to go before the end of the game, the School of Chemistry led by five points. I clenched my fists, and it seemed that the School of Management was doomed.
Then, the School of Management requested a substitution and Zhong Yuan played.
Then, Zhong Yuan made three three-pointers.
That's right, three, three points, in the last minute.
I have every reason to believe that Zhong Yuan was a ghost at that time...
But no matter what the reason, the outcome has been decided. The School of Management won, and the mighty Lu Zijian was defeated by the ghostly Zhong Yuan.
So the next day, under the eyes of three women, I went to the hairdresser to have my head shaved. When the barber heard my request, his eyes straightened.
This is roughly how it happened, because of Zhong Yuan, my idol did not win the championship; because of Zhong Yuan, I became bald.
You said, can I not hate him
…
At this moment, I touched my bald head with some embarrassment, then took the peaked cap hanging on the basketball hoop and put it on.
I'm a thick-skinned person, and after I bald my head, I often swagger in and out of various places, and I don't feel awkward at all. But those three guys who pretended to be good after the fact felt that they seemed to have gone too far, so they discussed buying me a wig together. At that time, I waved my hand and told them: No, please treat me to a meal, I haven’t eaten hot pot for a long time...
Although I have a thick skin, Lu Zijian is my idol anyway, and of course I have to maintain a good image and be reserved in front of my idol. So I put on my hat and covered my bald head, then smiled at Lu Zijian, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, I'm going to take part in the shooting competition next week, can you teach me?" Beautiful hair can also be bright and attractive, but now... ahem, forget it, I don't have any ideas, so let's pester Lu Zijian for something affordable. If I can really get his advice, when the time comes In the shooting contest, you will definitely be able to sweep the field, and getting bonuses is like picking something out of a bag...
Lu Zijian patted the basketball and nodded with a smile. I have long heard that Senior Brother Lu has an easy-going temper, and he really deserves his reputation, so my eyes started to glow again.
At this time, a sentence suddenly came to my ear: "I really admire your self-confidence."
I turned my head and found that Zhong Yuan was looking at me, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, mocking endlessly, as if he was watching a joke.
I glared at him, and then hurriedly ran to Lu Zijian's side.
Despise the little boy! Despise ghost upper body!
…
I looked at the beads of sweat oozing from Lu Zijian's forehead, and said with a dog-legged smile, "Senior Brother Lu, I'll buy you some water."
Lu Zijian said with a smile: "That's so embarrassing."
"No, Senior Brother Lu, please don't make friends with me. I still want to thank you today." I walked into the cold drink shop near the stadium while talking.
I took down three cans of Coke, hid in a corner, shook one of them violently a few times, and then took it to the cashier to pay.
Coming out of the cold drink shop, I handed a can of Coke to Lu Zijian, who smiled and said thank you to me.
Then I held another can of specially treated Coke, handed it to Zhong Yuan, and said with a smile, "Just now... I'm sorry."
Zhong Yuan nodded to me and took the Coke.
I turned around and opened the Coke and drank it on my own, expecting to turn around and see Zhong Yuan being watered by the Coke.
However, I waited for a long time, but I didn't get any movement, but I got a word from Lu Zijian. He said: "Hey, Zhong Yuan, why don't you drink, aren't you thirsty?"
I was shocked, turned my face to look at Zhong Yuan, he won't find out...
At this time, Zhong Yuan was holding the Coke, and said calmly: "My hand was injured just now, and I can't open it."
"You didn't say it earlier." Lu Zijian said, enthusiastically stuffing his Coke into Zhong Yuan's arms, and then snatched his...
I wanted to stop him, but it was too late. With a bang, Lu Zijian's head and face were covered in brown pimples, and a lot of coke splashed on his clothes...
I bowed my head and wept silently, carbon dioxide is indeed a gas that should not be underestimated >_&l;
At this time, Lu Zijian wiped his face and complained: "Zhong Yuan, you also like to make such childish jokes."
I secretly looked at Zhong Yuan, and at this moment he was staring at me with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be lights shining in his eyes. As soon as I saw his eyes, there was an inexplicable chill on the soles of my feet, as if all the bad things I did had been seen through...
Hallucinations, must be hallucinations. I turned my face away from him, agreed with Lu Zijian, and said loudly with a guilty conscience: "That's right, Brother Zhong, you are really interesting. I haven't played this kind of game since I was ten years old, hehe, hehehe..."
Zhong Yuan didn't speak, but still looked at me with a half-smile.
I was so stared at by him, I shivered and took out a tissue to help Lu Zijian wipe it, and said to Lu Zijian cunningly while wiping: "Senior Brother Lu, do you think Brother Zhong will blame me for this matter?"
Lu Zijian shook his head: "Don't say that, Zhong Yuan is not that kind of person."
I didn't dare to look at Zhong Yuan, and lowered my head to help Lu Zijian wipe the Coke off his body, while half guilty and half flattering, I said: "Brother Lu, can I help you do the laundry?"
Lu Zijian shook his head politely: "No need."
"Don't you think you should help me with my laundry?" Zhong Yuan's voice came again.
I quickly glanced at his floral jersey, and smiled silly at Lu Zijian: "Look, Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Zhong really knows how to joke."
Lu Zijian was bewildered by my smile, so he quickly stood up and demanded justice: "Zhong Yuan, it's fine if you usually bully me, but don't bully your juniors."
I turned my face to face Zhong Yuan and stuck out my tongue. Seeing Zhong Yuan's indescribably gloomy look, I suddenly felt much happier.
Later, I recalled it and found that in the history of my confrontation with Zhong Yuan, this time seemed to be the only time I won a complete victory.
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