Slow-Witted

Chapter 16

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August and September.

long summer.

At the beginning of the new semester, Teacher Wang took Fu Jia through the admission procedures, and then moved into the new dormitory.

The dormitories of No. 6 Middle School are uniform in size, with all four-person dormitories, air conditioning, and private bathrooms. When Fu Jia entered, all three roommates were there. They met Fu Jia for the first time. Although they were not familiar with each other, they were very enthusiastic. Fu Jia was a little uncomfortable with this friendship.

Just like Cen Mengke suddenly jumped out and said "I'm going to cover you", pure kindness is something unfamiliar to Fu Jia.

Because it is unfamiliar, it is difficult to adapt.

In No. 6 Middle School, students will be re-classified according to their grades every semester, so Fu Jia's sudden joining is not abrupt.

The class teacher was also very considerate, not mentioning to the classmates that he was a transfer student, and arranged for the class teacher to sit at his table.

As soon as the squad leader met, he introduced himself: "Hello, call me a big head." He touched his shaved head and said with a smile: "Don't think it's strange, my head is small now, but before I shaved it off. Every day, I was made fun of, so I was laughed at and got the nickname of the big head."

Between the same table, the tables are put together, and the distance is not too close, just like it is specially used for chatting.

The big head is smiling, but Fu Jia is not used to it.

In the first year of the first year, his deskmate kicked over his desk in front of the whole class at the class meeting, pointed at the things that fell out, and said he stole.

Then, the classmates who were sitting nearby stood up to testify one after another.

The classmates shouted in unison, "Get out! Get out!" and smashed books on him. He didn't want to go out and kept explaining, so the tablemate grabbed his hand and dragged him out.

Everyone blocked the door with his desk, and he knocked hard on the door, explaining incoherently, and there was only a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Fu Jia just lost his mind, but Datou was patient and waited for him to answer.

He smiled and asked, "Since it's a joke to you, why do you still use this nickname?"

The big head laughed: "That's what I said, my friends will only call me nicknames when I play well with me. It's actually quite interesting."

Fu Jia thought about it, but couldn't understand what was interesting.

Getting to know Datou was the beginning of Fu Jia's transfer to No. 6 Middle School, but it had only just begun. This bald-headed young man looked simple and honest, but he was unexpectedly popular and could get along well. After the first get out of class, Datou brought Fu Jia into the group of boys in this class. The time was short, and it was only enough for Fu Jia to introduce himself, but Datou's friends immediately called Fu Jia brothers and sisters.

During the lunch break, Datou didn't let Fu Jia go and took him to dinner. Seven or eight boys were fighting tables in the cafeteria, full of energy, so noisy that the female classmates at the next table picked up their plates and ran away. Fu Jia didn't know what to say. When he was just burying his head in the meal, someone threw a boiled egg at him, picked up a chopstick with the vegetables on his plate, and said, "Old Fu, let's eat it instead."

Old, old man

Fu Jia grabbed the egg and was a little dazed.

The same is true of school in the afternoon. On the first day of school, the whole school did not need to study at night. Fu Jia wanted to leave, but was blocked by the crowd: "It's rare that there is no study at night. Let's play basketball together, we are missing one out of nine."

Fu Jia refused: "I'm not going, I still have something to do."

He wanted to find time to find Lu Qi'an all day, but he was dragged by the big head all the time, and rushed to the activity of "making friends".

"What can you do? You live on campus, and you're not afraid of being scolded when you go home late. We'll have a meal together after playing football in a while."

Fu Jia made another excuse: "I can't fight, forget it."

"What's the matter, the nine of us can't teach you alone?" Datou smiled sincerely.

Fu Jia glanced out the window and saw the students pouring out of the teaching building like a tide, and gave up: "Okay, but don't look for me tomorrow, I really have something to do."

The big head nodded, and laughed out loud: "On this day."

In the summer evenings when there is no late self-study, open-air basketball courts are particularly popular. Fu Jia and Da Tou only delayed a couple of sentences, and the stadium was full of people. In addition, the crowd standing beside the stadium was so lively that it seemed like a party was being held. Fortunately, the big-headed friend went early and took his place.

"Big Head!" They waved at Fu Jia and Big Head.

"Come on!" Datou shouted back and said to Fu Jia, "Let's play the pass first, and tell you the rules while playing. You can see how the people next to you play, and we'll start when we have a plan. This thing Hit hit and hit."

However, Fu Jia felt that it was impossible to be so simple: "How about I stand by and watch it today."

"That's not fun." Datou disagreed, he pointed in a direction, "Look there, the seniors of the third year are fighting, it's not that complicated, you just stare at the high people and block it."

The gradually setting sun is also in that direction, with some blinking eyes. Fu Jia squinted and looked over, and was instantly stunned.

"For example, the one wearing white sneakers is Senior Lu in the third year of high school. You can see that he is very tall, and someone on the opposite side is responsible for stopping him." Datou said, "But we don't have such a powerful person here, nor is he as tall as him. , you can do whatever you want."

He said here, Lu Qian on the field just received a pass under the net, jumped up and dunked, and scored a goal.

He was already moving, the sweat on his forehead slid down with the ups and downs of his breathing, and the muscles in his legs tensed, bursting out at the moment of running.

Seeing Fu Jia staring over there, his eyes stopped moving. He stretched out his head and waved in front of him: "Are you scared? We're not as powerful as this senior, don't worry, just hit him."

Fu Jia suddenly looked at the big head and said, "Can I fight with them?"

Big head: "… "

"What are you doing?" Big head punched him, "You despise us?"

Fu Jia's eyes fell back to the court: "I didn't, but..."

"Don't be," the big-headed friend waited anxiously, "You don't dare to fight with us, and you still want to play with the seniors? They are all at the school team level. If they have won the championship in the city, you will feel wronged. , and play with us."

Datou took it seriously, pushed him, took the basketball thrown by his friend, and threw it at Fu Jia.

Fu Jia was startled and hurried to catch it, and finally caught it with an extremely embarrassed posture.

Everyone gave a good laugh.

Maybe it's because he was standing on the vigorous sports field, maybe it's because the big head laughs too fit the definition of a friend, maybe it's because Lu Qi'an is not far away, Fu Jia holds the ball firmly and can't help laughing.

He threw the ball to the big head and saw a perfect parabola.

At the same time, Lu Qi'an stopped, and the ball passed to him by his teammate rolled at his feet and was ignored by him.

As soon as he stopped, ten people stopped.

"Sorry," he said, "I'll take a break and let someone replace me first." He walked off the stage, and Li Qinhe followed closely, "What's going on?"

Lu Qi'an leaned over, took a piece of paper from his bag to wipe his sweat, and didn't answer him.

Li Qinhe held his chin and thought about it: "Tired? Impossible, it's not one-tenth of the intensity it used to be. Thirsty?" Speaking of which, he beckoned not far away.

The long-haired girl over there lit up, called the female classmate who also had fluttering hair beside her, and trotted over with the mineral water.

Li Qinhe clapped his hands: "Everyone take a break and drink some water."

The long-haired girl walked straight to Li Qinhe's side and handed over two bottles of water. Li Qinhe took it with a smile, glibly saying, "My daughter-in-law is really good."

The girl blushed.

Seeing this scene, the players on the court couldn't play anymore, stomping their feet and booing. Li Qinhe's favorite thing is to show affection in the beautiful scenery, and he doesn't think it's a big deal, so he hugged his girlfriend.

The friends suddenly became more violent. The movement here is already attractive. After the commotion, it attracted the attention of the entire stadium. Of course, this included Fu Jia, who was staring at the basketball and didn't want to mess up the passing game.

Friends were booing, but Lu Qi'an didn't participate. He leaned against the basketball hoop and looked at Fu Jia.

The setting sun burned Fu Jia's eyes golden yellow.

Then, with the mutual gaze of the two, it burned into Lu Qi'an's eyes.

From the moment Fu Jia walked into the stadium, Lu Qi'an noticed him.

On the first day of school, he seemed all right. The school uniform on his body is new, and the schoolbag is also new. There are no signs of injury from head to toe, no gauze on his face, and no scars. Not only that, but also made new friends.

The rhythm on the court was getting faster and faster, and Lu Qi'an could not find a reason to continue to be distracted by him.

But... Every time in the past, as long as he and Fu Jia could see each other, Fu Jia would stare at him.

He didn't like it, very much didn't like Fu Jia's eyes not falling on him.

Fu Jia's eyes widened in surprise when the two looked at each other. He staggered his eyes for a moment, then looked back.

Lu Qi'an didn't look away.

Fu Jia gritted his teeth and ran towards Lu Qi'an.