In the next two days, even the other teams discovered something strange about Yu Wu's team.
The age distribution of the players in the Yu Wu team is relatively even. Except for Ruan Mingchi, the relationship between the other players is pretty good, and they are always a group of people wherever they go. But in the past few days, the four people in Cui Rong's dormitory were together, Ji Hao and Yin Xuelin were together, and then Ruan Mingchi acted alone.
The team fell apart in an instant.
"What's the matter? Did you quarrel with Haozi and the others?"
Whenever encountering this question, Cui Rong and the others would smile and shake their heads: "No."
I didn't quarrel, but I just don't know how to play with this little friend I once looked down upon.
Even Yin Xuelin said: "Hao'er, why don't we go to Cui Rong's dormitory to have fun? We haven't played cards together for a few days. We don't have exercises tomorrow, so we can play later."
Ji Hao put down the magazine and shook his head: "I have to do my homework later, so I won't go."
"What homework are you writing? I'll ask Lin Hong and the others to copy it later."
"No need, I'll copy it for you after I finish writing it."
Yin Xuelin was in a hurry, "You know I'm not talking about this, so I'm helping you mend the relationship? Let's go."
Ji Hao waved his hand: "No, I did nothing wrong."
"You..." Yin Xuelin wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it, he was discouraged, and said, "Forget it, I'll go sit and see what they mean? It's weird."
Ji Hao stood up the magazine, covered his lips, showed his crooked eyes, and said, "Xuelin, you really look like my girlfriend."
"roll!"
Yin Xuelin slammed the door and left. The locked door also isolated the noisy outside world. Xia Chan outside the window kept screaming, the wind was stifling the room, and the cold white light shone from above his head. Ji Hao tilted his head and looked at Ruan Mingchi next door who was busy writing. .
"Ruan Xiaoxian." He shouted, "Look, the two of us are connected by fate, can we form an alliance?"
Ruan Xiaoxian lowered her head, her hairy head pressed against the desk, without any reaction.
Ji Hao tapped his toes on the ground, sat on the computer chair and slid to Ruan Mingchi's side, tapped his toes again, and stopped. The distance was not far or near, just outside Ruan Mingchi's absolute forbidden zone.
His eyes fell on the boy's hot sweat dripping down his cheeks, he thought about it, got up and left.
When he came back downstairs, Ji Hao was carrying a bag full of old popsicles. First, I went to Cui Rong's dormitory, and shared one with each other. The atmosphere seemed to warm up a bit.
Yin Xuelin went back to the dormitory with him while eating popsicles, and said while sucking: "You still say it doesn't matter, who is this? He went to buy popsicles eagerly?"
Ji Hao smiled, took out the last two popsicles from his plastic pocket, threw one to Ruan Mingchi casually, and said casually, "I bought this for myself and Ruan Xiaoxian, what are you so proud of?"
"Don't be stubborn, who doesn't know who?"
"No." Ji Hao leaned against the bedpost, and ordered Ruan Mingchi's tabletop, "Hurry up, it will melt later."
Ruan Mingchi maintained his homework posture, but Ji Hao could see clearly that his black Lulu eyes were already glued to the old popsicles on the table, and his small Adam's apple just slipped.
Ji Hao pursed his lips, tore open the wrapper of his old popsicle, put the milky white popsicle into his mouth, and it sizzled, and continued: "I told Zhang Jin the other day that I will be promoted to youth sooner or later." Team, you can’t stop getting promoted just because you’re afraid of offending people, and time doesn’t wait for anyone. So it’s really not my problem that they have opinions, it’s them who should adjust their mentality, not me.”
Yin Xuelin thought for a while, then nodded: "That's what it means... Tsk, but you've been promoted too fast."
"What's the matter, I have to deliberately suppress, coax, and be careful, and improve my grades little by little."
"... that's not it either."
Ji Hao ignored this worry, turned around and returned to his seat, kicked his feet back, returned to his desk, opened his summer homework, held an old popsicle in one hand, and a pen in the other, and began to write with his head down.
There was the sound of tearing packing bags from next door.
Then came the sound of sucking popsicles.
These voices were deliberately suppressed, carefully, like a little mouse poking out of a hole.
Ji Hao pursed his lips and smiled, his hands fluttering. In front of the former god of learning, these summer homework were like kindergarten questions, easily grasped.
In two hours, all the summer homework was done.
Ji Hao put down the pen, closed the book, and stretched when he got up.
It was a bit late, the other two went to bed and lay down, Yin Xuelin was sleeping on the mat, holding a small charging fan in his hand, seeing him get up, he said loudly: "It's so hot!"
On the other side, Ruan Mingchi was sleeping on the thin cotton wool, motionless as if he had fallen asleep, but midsummer without equipment to cool off the heat was really sad, Ruan Mingchi's flesh was in direct contact with the sheets, Ji Hao could feel his pain from a long distance away.
I have to find a way, it's really hot these days.
Yin Xuelin shouted from behind: "Don't be in a hurry to go to bed, listen to my advice, go take a cold shower first."
paused.
Yin Xuelin said again: "By the way, why didn't you sweat? Isn't it hot?"
Ji Hao originally planned to go directly to bed, but he stopped and said, "It's hot. If I buy an air conditioner and come back, will Lao Yu agree?"
"I can't beat you to death!"
"Why doesn't our dormitory even have a fan?"
"Because the fan can't satisfy everyone. If it can't blow you, you will be angry, and if it can't blow me, I will be angry. We will kill each other, so it decides to commit suicide."
Ji Hao was amused, and with sharp ears, he heard a chuckle coming from the bed next door.
In the end, Ji Hao went to take a cold shower, and then turned off the lights in the dormitory.
The extinguished lights seemed to take away part of the unbearable high temperature at the same time. When Ji Hao lay down on the bed, he heard a timid voice above his head: "Thank you."
The voice is very soft.
Hidden in the wind, it seems to be blown away.
But Ji Hao's ears were sharp, and he heard it.
"You're welcome," he said.
I'm not sure what Ruan Mingchi is thanking for, but it doesn't matter, I will take the initiative to talk to him, this is a good start.
…
The next day, tryouts.
The team's trials will start at 9:00 a.m., and there is no need for morning exercises. But because of the warm-up, you can't sleep in.
Ji Hao's biological clock made him wake up at the right time, and for a while he couldn't tell who he was, the researcher who turned day and night in his previous life, or the celestial demon who caused troubles in this life, and then he remembered that I was just Ji Hao.
After waking up, there was a slight movement from the bed next door, and he looked up.
Through the hazy mosquito net, I saw Ruan Mingchi sitting cross-legged on the bed, folding towels and quilts, his movements were very light, as if he had long been used to living silently, when he got off the bed, he stood on his toes, and the sound of closing the bathroom was subtle and cautious For fear of disturbing others.
Yin Xuelin, who was on the opposite bed, snored loudly, letting himself go completely. Ji Hao thought for a while, jumped off the bed, and walked lightly to the bathroom door, knocking on the door lightly.
"Knock knock knock!"
Ruan Mingchi opened the door in surprise, his eyes were wide open, black and dewy, with a toothbrush in his hand, his mouth was full of white foam.
"Well?"
It looks like a little hamster with puffed cheeks.
Ji Hao didn't intentionally chat, he went into the toilet, turned on the water to flush it, and washed up again, all in one go. Just looking up occasionally, I saw the uncontrollable nervousness in the eyes of the young man in the mirror.
The bathroom was too small, and the two of them were crowded in front of the small washbasin. The heat in the midsummer morning was still steaming, and neither of them was wearing shirts for the time being. The arms that occasionally touched each other could clearly feel the heat and sweat of the other.
"What are you doing up so early?" Ji Hao's eyes fell on the bathroom mirror, and he asked calmly.
Ruan Mingchi lowered his eyes, avoiding Ji Hao's gaze, and said, "Morning exercises."
"No morning exercises."
"Tryouts."
"Oh... Let's do morning exercises together later."
When Ruan Mingchi raised his eyes, Ji Hao almost heard the refusal that he squeezed to his lips, but he didn't say it in the end.
Lowering his eyes, he brushed his teeth slowly.
This is tacit consent.
Ji Hao chuckled in his heart.
Shangxian, were the popsicles delicious last night
The two of them finished washing and went downstairs. They walked towards the sports field five meters apart one after the other. They didn't walk fast and didn't talk. During this period, Ruan Mingchi glanced behind him. His eyes met. Ji Hao's face overflowed with smile.
The rising sun shone on his face, and golden light gushed out from the depths of his black eyes, which was very warm.
Ruan Mingchi turned his head back, although he didn't say a word, his steps slowed down undetectably.
There are still many people on the sports field today. The track and field team is running the stairs, the basketball team and the football team are queuing up to run circles, and there are badminton and table tennis players performing leapfrog, squat jump, push-ups and other sports around the edge of the sports field. training.
No one from the swimming team came today.
They are all half-grown children. They get up early and practice in the dark every day. If they get the opportunity, they wish they could sleep forever. Who will come!
That's Ruan Mingchi.
Looking at the boy who ran out after entering the stadium, Ji Hao raised his eyebrows.
Ruan Shangxian made a character design for himself as a talented young man who endures hardships and stands hard work.
Heh, I didn't expect the inner drama to be a little full.
The two ran four laps around the 400-meter field, one in front and one behind. Ruan Mingchi stopped, and Ji Hao also stopped. They did two sets of training according to their usual habits, and waited for the sun to rise completely. Time has come to the last item—Lajin.
Ruan Mingchi pressed his shoulders for a while, probably because he felt that the level of training was not enough, so he frowned and looked at Ji Hao, hesitating to speak. Ji Hao wanted to wait for him to speak, but Ruan Mingchi pursed his lips in the end, turned around and planned to leave.
"Xiaoxian, help me." Ji Hao said before him, "It's hard to be alone, so help me use your strength."
"… good."
Ruan Mingchi walked to Ji Hao's side, and Ji Hao had already turned his back to him, with his hands facing back, feeling that his wrists were being held by two hands, exerting strength little by little, crossing, and cutting back.
This process is still a bit painful. The muscles on the inner side of the arm were pulled, and there was a burning and tearing sensation under the ribs. Ji Hao lowered his head, without saying a word, and endured until the end of Lajin.
Next, substitutions.
When Ruan Mingchi turned around, he said something, if Ji Hao's ears were not sharp, he would hardly have heard it.
Ji Hao grabbed Ruan Mingchi's wrist with both hands, and cut his arm backwards behind him. While applying a little bit of strength, he said at the same time: "You look like a non-human fireworks, that's what you call it."
"Don't... so... called..." Ruan Mingchi's muscles and bones were too soft for a boy, and Ji Hao easily crossed his arms behind his back.
The author has something to say: Ji Hao: "Thank you."
Ruan Mingchi: "What? If you want to say it's a popsicle..."
Ji Hao: "Can't you see? I'm helping you hate!"
Ruan Mingchi: "... I thought it was the flower peacock opening its tail."
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