When the evening self-study was about to start, Yin Che waited until his deskmate came back.
"How did it take so long? Are you seriously injured?"
Jiang Yao took a bag in his hand and put it on the table: "I finished reading it in the morning, thinking that it is rare to take a leave of absence from school, so I bought you something to eat."
Yin Che watched him take out everything in the bag, including small cakes, milk, fried chicken, and various snacks.
"I've had dinner, and I can't eat that much."
"It doesn't matter, it's a late-night snack. I can't finish it. I'll take a bite of the cake first."
Zhang Ke smelled the smell of fried chicken and came over: "What's so fragrant... Damn it, Brother Yao, are you having a picnic in the classroom?"
"It's all for me at the same table, not yours."
Yin Che didn't care, and handed over a chicken leg: "Here."
Zhang Ke was grateful to Dade, and took it with both hands: "Thank you Brother Che!"
Jiang Yao: "Che Che, I haven't had dinner yet."
"..." The fried chicken in Yin Che's hand turned a corner in mid-air and handed it to his mouth, "Here."
Zhang Ke: "?"
Jiang Yao opened his mouth, took a big bite, and the aroma was overflowing between his teeth: "Wow, it's delicious."
Zhang Ke scolded with tears in his eyes, "It's not human!"
The smell of fried chicken was so fragrant that it filled the entire classroom. After eating, the fragrance lingered. The teacher on duty smelled it as soon as he came in: "Who is eating in the classroom?"
Yin Che lowered his head and hid the small cake behind the pile of books, with a bit of cream on the corner of his mouth.
"I'm not talking about you." Jiang Yao stretched out his hand, wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth quickly, put it on his lips, and licked it with his tongue.
Yin Che was stunned.
Jiang Yao continued to do his homework as if nothing had happened.
Feeling a little uncomfortable... But remembering the last spring outing, Yin Che decided to bear it.
Just touch it, don't want to fight.
During the break between classes in the evening self-study, there were a few girls around the back door of Class 1, making noises, and a girl shouted to Han Meng in the last row: "Minister, did you help me?"
Han Meng took out a letter from the desk and returned it: "I said I'm not your tool person, I have to give it to myself, I hate it."
Jiang Yao saw it and asked casually, "What are you doing, Lao Han? Sending love letters to other girls?"
When the girls outside the door heard him speak, they blushed quickly, "Oops!" They all ran away.
Han Meng walked over angrily and threw the letter on his table: "What love letters I send are all for you, okay? It's annoying to ask me to hand it over to you every day."
Jiang Yao picked it up and glanced at it: "It's only one letter?"
The chair was kicked by the person next to him: "How many more do you want?"
Han Meng: "That's right, what do you say in front of your man... Brother Che. I'll reject the rest. This girl is too persistent, so I can't accept it. You can do whatever you want."
"I just said, how could there be only one person who has a crush on me." Jiang Yao smiled, "Cheche, is there a sense of crisis? Do you want to be nicer to me?"
Yin Che narrowed his eyes: "I don't think you have any sense of crisis."
"Clang!" There was a loud noise from the back row.
Chen Yingying patted the table and turned back: "Who is it! Don't let people rest!"
Yin Che grabbed Jiang Yao's school uniform: "I'm sorry, squad leader, I'm going out to kick."
"It's alright, just please..."
On Wednesday, registration for the seventh basketball game of No. 1 Middle School began.
Guo Zhixiong looked forward to this day for a whole year, and threatened to take revenge this year. He didn't eat lunch, and wrote a large line on the blackboard: "It's alpha! It's hard!"
Zhang Ke, who was the first to finish lunch, came back and saw this line of characters. He stumbled, almost kneeling in fear, and quickly wiped the word "hard" with the eraser.
Guo Zhixiong was very angry: "What are you doing! I finally wrote it!"
Zhang Ke: "If you let Master Zhang see that, our class will be out of the game, it's better than anything."
The last word was changed to "station".
It's also subtle, but it's better than blatant "hard".
When the students almost all returned to the classroom, Guo Zhixiong took out the speech he had written all night, coughed a few times to attract attention, and then said impassively:
"Classmates, the annual basketball game is here again! Last year, we lost by ten points, this year... "
Jiang Yao listened happily: "It's also called a loss by ten points? It's not wrong to win the second place."
Yin Che was a little sleepy, holding his head: "It's not the second, I lost in the first round last year, and I am last."
"… "
After Guo Zhixiong finished speaking his 800-character composition, he looked down at the audience, his eyes full of anticipation: "Now everyone can start to sign up! Places are limited, first come first served! Alpha first!"
There are two alphas left in class 1, one looks in the mirror and applies lip balm, and the other shakes his chair and chats and laughs with him at the same table.
Chen Yingying raised her hand: "Me."
Guo Zhixiong was desperate: "Squad leader, only boys can report."
"What's breaking the rules, sex discrimination."
Guo Zhixiong wanted to cry but had no tears: "I also wish you could join. Look at the alphas in our class... Hey! Squad leader, please persuade me."
"It's not easy." Chen Yingying turned her head, "Han Meng, you must sign up, 'stand up if you are an alpha', see? How can you be called a mammoth if you don't apply?"
Han Meng closed the small mirror: "Okay, although I don't think I need to show my strength anymore, but since you're begging me like that, I'll take part in it reluctantly."
Guo Zhixiong's goosebumps stood up: "It's still the squad leader, you have a way, but what about Jiang Yao? Our squad must have him."
"Wait." Chen Yingying turned back again, "Brother Che!"
Guo Zhixiong hurriedly stopped: "Squad leader! You are calling the wrong person!"
"That's right." Chen Yingying continued, "Brother Che! Our basketball team is really short of people, can you help me fill it up? It doesn't matter if you win or not, it would be too embarrassing if you can't play, please!"
Yin Che frowned.
Guo Zhixiong was shocked: "He's angry when it's over..."
"casual."
"…?"
Jiang Yao: "Then let me sign up too."
Chen Yingying: "Okay, I will write both of you."
There were three more contestants on the registration form, two of whom were at the level of the school's bosses.
Chen Yingying: "Brother Che just looks fierce, but it's actually quite easy to get along with. Jiang Yao... is just a piece of cowhide candy, sticking to his roommate."
Guo Zhixiong was grateful: "You are so awesome!"
So the five members of Class 1 were decided: Guo Zhixiong, Han Meng, Yin Che, Jiang Yao, and Zhou Haoliang who really made up the number.
In order to be ashamed, Guo Zhixiong was extra serious this time and formulated a detailed training plan, not only in physical education classes, but also during lunch breaks, after school, and evening self-study classes. Not only do you practice on your own, but you also practice with your teammates.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and he sweated after running and jumping for a while. Han Meng hated the smell of sweat all over his body, so he sprayed the perfume like a toilet freshener. He was comfortable, but the others couldn't take it anymore. He covered his nose and stepped back, suffocating as soon as he got close.
Guo Zhixiong: "My mother, what kind of biological weapon is this..."
Zhou Haoliang: "I think it's a... ahem! Good tactic! When the time comes, you'll be sprayed with perfume to make sure no one will intercept your ball."
After a week of training, I didn't improve my skills much, but my resistance to perfume was much higher.
On the weekend, Guo Zhixiong also sent private messages to his team members one by one: "Don't forget to practice at home!!!"
Yin Che replied "I know", put down the phone and continued to eat breakfast.
Qiao Wanyun asked with concern, "Is it a classmate?"
"Well, let's go out and play in a while."
He told a small lie, someone asked him to play, but not Guo Zhixiong.
"Do you want the driver to take you?"
"Need not."
Qiao Wanyun probably thought that the meal was too harmonious, and asked, "Ozawa, do you want to go with your brother? Don't you like to play football too?"
Unexpectedly, Yin Ze just looked up at her: "I don't want to fight today."
It's not an answer like "who wants to go with him".
"My brother has been weird lately." He met Jiang Yao at the gate of the community, and Yin Che mentioned it casually, "I went home again this week, and he didn't say anything."
"Leave him alone, be with your boyfriend, and don't think about other men."
Jiang Yao is still a wild boy today, the motorcycle is parked on the side of the road, with long legs propped up, almost everyone passing by looks at him.
Handsome and sassy.
"Can you get on? Would you like me to carry you into the car?"
Yin Che raised his legs and sat up, raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"
Jiang Yao smiled: "Put the helmet on, hold it tight, brother will take you to feel the wind."
It really felt like the wind, and the speed of the car was so fast that it seemed to fly, and Yin Che doubted whether he would be thrown out several times.
But holding the waist of the person in front of me, I don't think so anymore.
With Jiang Yao here, he will not leave.
The locomotive raced for half an hour and entered Dongcheng. Jiang Yao took him to the basketball court he often went to, and Zhao Cheng and others were already there.
Is teasing Wang Xiaorou with a lollipop.
"Sister Xiaorou, I'll give you something to eat when you cry."
A group of tall and strong alphas surrounded a little omega girl, and they let out laughter, passers-by wanted to call the police when they saw it.
Wang Xiaorou frowned: "I want to eat cola."
Zhao Cheng immediately said: "My sister wants to eat cola flavored! Hurry up!"
"I'm going, I'm going!"
"Don't go to me!"
Wang Xiaorou heard the roar of the locomotive, turned her head and saw her brother coming, and instantly forgot the lollipop: "Brother! You are back!"
Jiang Yao parked the car and took off his helmet: "Well, I brought another brother here."
Yin Che took off his helmet, and Wang Xiaorou immediately shouted, "Oh! It's Brother Yin!"
Yin Che waved his hand: "Hello."
Zhao Cheng was depressed: "Sister, I brush my face with you every day, when can you call me brother?"
Wang Xiaorou: "Brother Yin is as good-looking as my brother."
"...Understood, I'm not worthy."
Yin Che didn't patronize the funny girl like those old alpha fathers, and took off his jacket directly: "How to fight?"
Like a fight.
Jiang Yao: "Don't worry, talk to my sister first, she likes you very much."
"I'm not good at talking to kids."
"Then learn."
"Why study?"
"It will always be used in the future." Jiang Yao smiled and said softly, "When your illness is cured, we will... there will always be some in the future."
Yin Che was slightly taken aback.
Although I knew that Jiang Yao likes children, he never seemed to take the initiative to mention this kind of thing before.
"You're only in high school, what are you thinking?" He felt that it was necessary to give this person a shot. "Yesterday, the doctor said that it hasn't worked so far, and it may not be cured."
"Ah... It's okay, it's fine if it's not cured." A trace of disappointment flashed across Jiang Yao's eyes.
"Do you mind if I can cure it?"
"Of course I don't mind, didn't I say it a long time ago." Jiang Yao put on his shoulder, "Let's go, let's play, we are the first team."
Yin Che looked at him as if he really didn't care. But the fleeting disappointment in his eyes just now does not seem to be fake.
The temperature has a faint trend of entering summer. After halftime, everyone was sweating, and went to the benches on the sidelines to get water to drink.
Outside the barbed wire fence, there were several students passing by, and when they saw Jiang Yao walking by, their eyes were filled with heartache.
Jiang Yao smiled at them, causing a wave of shouting.
The mineral water that had just been unscrewed in his hand was suddenly snatched away.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and watched Yin Che take two gulps.
A small piece of fabric on the chest became transparent, revealing the skin color inside.
After Yin Che finished drinking, he stared at the people outside the barbed wire.
Those people are still interesting, and immediately dispersed.
Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Are you declaring sovereignty?"
Yin Che raised his arm to wipe off the water stains from the corner of his mouth: "Otherwise, I will condone you to mess with flowers?"
"I don't have it. It's just a polite smile. You even eat this vinegar. Hey, how will you live in the future..."
"One day counts as one day, and one day in love counts as one day, isn't it what you said?" Yin Che threw the mineral water bottle on top of him, "You still said you don't mind my illness."
"I don't mind."
"Fart, you obviously mind."
Jiang Yao was about to explain, but Yin Che had already kicked him: "I didn't say it was dead."
He even kicked several times, as if venting his anger.
"If it can be cured." He paused and gritted his teeth, "...If it can be cured, you can ask for as many as you want, okay."