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After the weekend, the temperature in South City suddenly dropped back to just over ten degrees. When Zhou Anran returned to school on Monday morning, Ms. He reminded him to put on more clothes.
After arriving at the teaching building, Zhou Anran and Yan Xingqian walked in from the back door of the classroom arm in arm as usual.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Anran habitually looked at the sixth row of the second group, and heard an unfamiliar boy in the back row greet Yan Xingqian.
"Yan Xingqian, you are amazing. The video and words last Friday were really refreshing. I didn't expect you to know a lot about basketball."
Yan Xingqian waved her hand: "No, no, I just happened to overhear it when I was watching a game with my dad a few days ago. I don't really understand it."
"If you can remember what you heard once and use it at a critical moment, that's pretty impressive."
Returning to her seat, Yan Xingqian let out a sigh: "Fortunately you guessed that someone would talk about this and prepared the lines for me in advance, otherwise I would really be afraid of being exposed."
Zhou Anran didn't sit down immediately. Instead, he took out a tissue from his schoolbag to wipe the table.
Yan Xingqian lowered her voice and continued, "In fact, they should really praise you. I really don't need to tell everyone that you actually shot the video. Did you also tell me those words?"
Zhou Anran paused while wiping the table.
She just wanted to help him on Friday and didn't want anyone's praise.
And she also didn't want to attract too much attention because it would make her feel like her well-hidden secret was about to be exposed.
"No need." Zhou Anran whispered back, "They will forget about this in a few days, and it feels like I'm taking credit for it if I talk about it now. It's not a big deal, and I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of situation. Just help me out again, and I'll treat you to milk tea tonight."
"Okay, but it's too hot today. I want to drink ice lemon tea in the evening." Yan Xingqian yawned and wanted to lie down on the table.
Zhou Anran pulled her back: "Lie down later, I'll help you wipe it first."
After helping Yan Xingqian wipe the table, Zhou Anran walked to the back, threw away the paper towel, and went out to wash his hands.
When she came back, she saw Lou Yiqi just sitting down in her seat.
Zhou Anran sat down in his seat.
Lou Yiqi turned sideways and looked at Yan Xingqian with a look that seemed to indicate a slight scrutiny: "Yan Xingqian, when did you become so familiar with the rules of basketball?"
Yan Xingqian raised her head and said, "I don't know. It just happened that a few days ago, when I was watching a game with my dad, a player tripped someone. The commentator focused on the rules in this regard, and I just happened to remember it."
"Is that so?" Lou Yiqi paused, "You just happened to take a photo of Chen Luobai being stepped on. It seems that our class is quite lucky."
Yan Xingqian: "The ball was in his hand, and I wasn't aiming at his face, so it's normal for him to hit it at his feet."
Lou Yiqi put her hand on Zhou Anran's desk and said, "That's true, but Zhu Ran asked you to go to Qingting for dinner on Friday, why didn't you go? I was thinking you were going, and I had someone to accompany me."
This topic was not within the scope of the lines Zhou Anran had rehearsed with her in advance.
But since basketball was not involved, Yan Xingqian was not afraid of being exposed. She raised her head and glanced at Lou Yiqi in confusion: "Aren't you with Yin Yizheng?"