The basketball game attracted a lot of attention, and the cheers from the girls made the scene very lively and lively, even attracting Qu Bai and his group.
"Come on Song Ye Xu Zihang, come on Song Ye Xu Zihang!"
Sitting on the referee's bench, Qu Bai listened to the shouts in his ears and raised the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the kid was also a famous figure in school.
But Leng Yuexin, who was following him, had a face full of displeasure. Especially when she saw Qu Bai's reaction, she hated Song Ye even more deeply. She turned her eyes towards the seat of the student union, and there was a flash in her eyes. Brutal.
The game was about to start, and the team from No. 1 Middle School was ready to fight against No. 3 Middle School. At this time, No. 3 Middle School was only missing Song Ye and Xu Zihang.
"Why are you showing off? You can't compare to our No. 1 Middle School in studies, but you have a bad temper." The boy from No. 1 Middle School who was leading the team muttered, with disdain on his face.
The students from No. 1 Middle School next to him immediately joined in and cheered for No. 3 Middle School, "He's just a good-looking pretty boy. He can't study well, and his motor cells may not be much better. Why don't you dare to come out now? If you have the guts, come up and compare." ,Ha ha… "
This man is also jealous. Seeing the girls swarming in support of Song Ye and Xu Zihang, he naturally feels uncomfortable.
And No. 1 Middle School is a school with cutting-edge learning, and the only thing that can be ridiculed is the results.
Amidst the endless calls, two slender figures finally arrived belatedly. When they took a closer look, everyone was stunned.
"Hey, why aren't they wearing uniforms?"
"Yeah, but one is black and one is white, so handsome!"
After the girls were stunned for a short time, they were attracted by the beauty and jumped back into crazy cheers.
The old principal was extremely embarrassed in his seat. After all, one was a young man from an aristocratic family and the other was Qu Bai's friend. Even if it was not in compliance with the regulations, he could only turn a blind eye.
In contrast, the boys in No. 1 Middle School have eyes that are not eyes, noses that are not noses, and their voices are all sour, "Why are you so special? Do you think you are an opera singer? No matter how you play tricks, you are still just a vase."
When these words came out, they were heard by Song Ye, who was walking towards him. She stood in the forward position with cold eyebrows. After standing still, she straightened her back and said calmly: "You can't even compare to a vase."
"What do you mean?" The boy opposite was stunned, and his face changed in anger when he realized it. He subconsciously stepped forward to ask Song Ye for an argument.
On the way, he was separated by Xu Zihang's hand and warned in a low voice, "If you don't want to be disabled, just play the game obediently."
What he originally meant was Song Ye's power to break someone's arm with just one move, but the other party didn't understand, but he remembered that Xu Zihang was the gangster leader of No. 3 Middle School, and he felt frightened for a moment, but he didn't dare to have another attack.
The blushing before the game made the game even more exciting.
Beep!
When the game whistle sounded, Song Ye and the boy on the opposite side jumped high at the same time to snatch the right to own the basketball.
After Song Ye grabbed the basketball, he quickly passed it to Xu Zihang who was behind. The latter turned around and made a three-pointer, which hit the basket cleanly. It only took two seconds to get the first scoring point, which was amazingly fast. Overwhelmed.
Amid the screams of all the girls, Song Ye's figure had moved under the backboard, with the white T-shirt clinging tightly to her slightly thin body. She shuttled freely and flexibly through the crowd like the wind, until the second After the points were won, the team from No. 1 Middle School joined the battle eagerly.
On the court, Xu Zihang's black T-shirt wrapped his muscular upper body. His long, wheat-skinned arms controlled the basketball as if he were reaching for something in a bag. Half of his cold face was covered in sweat from exercise, and sharp edges were outlined.
Song Ye is wearing a spotless white T-shirt. His slender figure is as fast as lightning. His white fingertips are playing basketball, as beautiful as playing a piano. His cold face is now open and wanton, full of youth. breath.
One black and one white shuttled through the crowd, and every move was in perfect harmony. In just twenty minutes, they had suppressed their opponents with an overwhelming score of 40 to 0, leaving them unable to resist.
When the whistle sounded, announcing the end of the game, the players in No. 1 Middle School were completely exhausted and collapsed on the ground.
Song Ye raised his hand to high-five Xu Zihang, and the two equally outstanding faces couldn't help but smile. That smile fell in the eyes of the boy just now, and how ironic it was.
It's really a slap in the face, even worse than a vase.
Originally, Song Ye wanted to slow down the pace and give the opponent a step down, but it happened that the opponent wanted to die on his own, which made her full of fire and merciless.
After easily winning, everyone went to the seats of the student union to get water to quench their thirst. Xu Zihang raised his hand and asked Song Ye to go over and drink too, and he would help her get it.
"Take this cup, it's still warmer." A student next to him handed over another cup.
"Yes." Xu Zihang, who was sweating profusely, responded and handed the glass of water to Song Ye, "Drink it quickly."
Song Ye took it and took a sip. As soon as the sip touched the coating of her tongue, she noticed something was wrong. She took a sip and spit out the water. She didn't make any movement at the moment and glanced around with her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Xu Zihang was the closest at that time, so Song Ye's paused movements did not escape his eyes.
Song Ye shook her head and threw the water into the trash can with a calm expression. "The water has been drugged." Just after she took her mouth, she tasted a slightly bitter taste on her tongue. Even though it was just a slight change, she could still keenly catch it. arrive.
"What?" Xu Zihang was startled and immediately grabbed her arm. He looked back at the seat of the student union, but he could no longer find the student. He cursed secretly in his heart. His face was sullen and a little nervous, "Your body What’s the reaction?”
"Not yet, don't alert the enemy." Song Ye brushed his hand away and walked out of the venue calmly. She didn't know if it would be a problem if she just touched the tongue coating, but if something happened to her, the first person who would not be spared would be the person who did it.
Xu Zihang also blamed himself, blaming himself for being careless and handing the problematic water to Song Ye. He immediately ordered his men to be on guard and be sure to catch the culprit behind it.
But before the culprit could be caught, the sports committee member of Class 1 came over to inform Song Ye about the substitutes for the afternoon football match, saying that one of the teams was temporarily injured and could not participate.
"There are so many boys in the class, why do you choose Song Ye?" Xu Zihang sat under the big tree, his face gloomy.
Others don't know that Song Ye is a girl, how can someone in the same class not know
The sports committee member was also embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "Others happened to have games at that time, and I couldn't help it."
Xu Zihang's face darkened. He was about to say anything more, but Song Ye intercepted his words. She leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes gently, and said calmly: "I will compete in the afternoon."