63. In the end, the old coquette overwhelmed the old coquette
The game restarts.
Class 1 was serving, Lu Rong stretched his arms and stood in front of Ji Wenfeng. Ji Wenfeng wrestled with him secretly, and the two swayed from side to side, one behind the other.
Ji Wenfeng repeated his old trick, and clicked his tongue softly in his ear: "Didn't I tell you not to approach me casually? What are you touching with your hands?"
Hearing this, Lu Rong closed his eyes and turned his heart, bravely broke through his limit, and put his hand between Ji Wenfeng's legs.
Lu Rong turned his face slightly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "You, say, what?"
Ji Wenfeng stopped all his movements suddenly, and froze in place dumbfounded.
Ling Ren saw that Ji Wenfeng was offline suddenly, so he had to pass the ball to Zhao Yihuan. Zhao Yihuan refused. The ball bounced off his arm and bounced into Xiao Yi's hand. Xiao Yi got the ball inexplicably, overjoyed, rushed into the opponent's infield and scored a goal, then walked past Fang Chang like a proud big rooster, flaunting: "I am your scorer."
Ling Ren gave the little dwarf a hard look, and angrily scolded Zhao Yihuan: "What are you doing!"
Zhao Yihuan snorted: "Why did you pass it on to Ji Wenfeng before? Now you think of me."
Lingren had nothing to say to the man made by Lemon, and turned to ask Ji Wenfeng: "What happened to you just now? I want to pass it on to you. You hid behind that surnamed Lu and remained motionless."
Ji Wenfeng's eyes followed Lu Rong desperately, with an expression so excited that he was spoiled: "Ling Ren, I'm not a man anymore!"
At that moment just now, Lu Rong's inappropriate contact made Ji Wenfeng re-establish his life goal.
The death penalty is the death penalty, and Ji Wenfeng wants to spend his short but splendid life!
Lu Rong, go to hell with me!
Lingren: "...?"
Seeing all this, Fang Chang put his arm on Lu Rong's shoulder: "Lu Rong, you really stopped Ji Wenfeng just now, I can't believe it! How did you do it?"
"Read more." Lu Rong elegantly and calmly wiped two palms on the square sleeves, hiding his merit and fame.
After that, Ji Wenfeng never found a rhythm again.
When he tried to knock Lu Rong away with the ball, Lu Rong lowly hummed: "Huh~"
Ji Wenfeng was suddenly excited, and the ball was broken by Xiao Yi inadvertently.
This time it was Lingren's turn to hold his head: "He's just standing there! His defense is full of holes! Why!"
Ji Wenfeng: It turns out that men really moan like women... He thought it was all written by Xiao Zhuqing! Omg, double the fun!
When he was trying to make a three-step layup, Lu Rong unbuttoned his shirt one by one, winking like silk: "It's so hot~"
Ji Wenfeng froze on the spot holding the ball: Ah, I'm dead!
Xiao Yi slapped his ball head-on and rushed to the other half.
Lu Rong bit his lower lip lightly at him, and Shi Shiran followed him.
Seeing that Class 8 scored another point, Ling Ren had nothing to say to Ji Wenfeng: "If the opponent takes off his clothes, you will notice immediately, and if the opponent wants to steal the ball, you won't be able to detect it?"
Ji Wenfeng: ... Why is Lu Rong wearing an old man's vest under his shirt? It seems that he needs to tidy up his wardrobe when he gets home tonight.
Ling Ren followed his gaze and tracked Lu Rong's back: "So it's him?!"
Ji Wenfeng was called back to his sanity: "What?"
Ling Ren stretched out the middle finger of his right hand, and shoved his gold-rimmed glasses sharply: "The one in class 8 named Lu is the one who almost caused us two to fight, isn't he?"
Ji Wenfeng laughed twice: "What nonsense are you talking about, I only found out his name today..."
Lingren grabbed his shirt collar and yanked his shirt open. The buttons were broken and rolled all over the floor!
Ji Wenfeng couldn't bear to look directly: "Are you an exhibitionist?"
Lingren bares his breasts and folds his arms, with an expression of "there is only one truth" on his face: "You don't like to see men naked, even your confidants can't tolerate it, but you can take a look at him wearing an old man's vest Not enough, can't explain the problem?"
Ji Wenfeng still wanted to refute a few words, and Ling Ren looked at him with lightning eyes: "Unless you have a special sexual obsession with the old man's vest, your sweetheart is the one named Lu!"
The famous detective Ling Ren said so.
Ji Wenfeng was helplessly defeated. In order to hide from Lu Rong, he said that he liked the old man's vest, and he couldn't afford the price.
Ji Wenfeng: "I do have a special relationship with him."
It is mainly the relationship between the gold master and the small slave.
Ling Ren sighed: "Squad leader, he is taking advantage of this. You have been tricked by him."
Ji Wenfeng said displeasedly: "This is just a little play between us."
Ling Ren shook his head sadly: "A man who can be stunned for a few seconds when he sees the other party take off the old man's vest is not worthy of any play."
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
"But a man who can beat him on the basketball court." Ling Ren threw the basketball to him and whispered devilishly at him, "...any play is fine..."
On the other side of the court, Fang Chang embraced Lu Rong, sat him down and fanned him: "Pass the boss some water!"
Lu Rong crossed his legs and took the mineral water in Fang Chang's hand, and calmly took a sip.
On the sidelines of the game, Class 8 scored another 2 points, and the score between the two sides kept getting closer.
Ji Wenfeng looked at the basketball in his hand, and then at Lu Rong not far away, his eyes gradually became clear...
At the end of the intermission, class 8 serves.
This time Chang Ji Wen Feng strictly blocked Lu Rong.
Lu Rong gently pressed his hand on his back: "Are you tired? Do you want me to squeeze it for you, boss~?"
From now on, he is the little subject who slaps the face and abuses the scum in the later stage of "I am a secretary by day and an MB in a nightclub"! Seduce the boss so much that he can't stop, and then play him with applause!
However, Ji Wenfeng, who had already read the script, smiled secretly, and reported loudly: "No. 11 of Class 8 touched me."
Referee: "Foul No. 11! Free throw!"
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng gave Lu Rong a contemptuous look: "Do you think I will follow the script? Naive."
He took Fang Chang's pass and walked to the free throw line.
Fang Chang and Lu Rong stood under the backboard and scolded in a low voice: "Why are you touching him?!"
Lu Rong: "..."
Ji Wenfeng threw a parabola beautifully, and he threw it into the basket steadily, looking forward to Zixiong.
Ling Ren stared at Ji Wenfeng's cool and unrestrained back, and took a peek at Lu Rong, who had a livid complexion: This is really a wave of suffocating straight man operations.
The monitor, he has really paid too much for this class... I really don't know how he will chase his wife and crematorium in the future...
Ji Wenfeng returned to his state, and all of Lu Rong's mental attacks were useless against him.
Not only does it not work, Ji Wenfeng will report it.
Lu Rong received three yellow cards in one go.
Fang Chang was anxious like an ant on a hot pan: "What should we do now?"
Lu Rong sat on the sidelines, sweat running down the side of his face: "There is one last way..."
Ji Wenfeng accepted Ling Ren's pass, and arrogantly looked down on Lu Rong who blocked the way: "It's useless, just give up."
Lu Rong: "If you want to layup, unless you step on my dead body."
Ji Wenfeng: "Hehe, do you think I will be tempted by this level of play?"
Lu Rong: "... stepping on my dead body is not a kind of play, but a kind of rhetoric."
Ji Wenfeng's eyes darkened.
Lu Rong saw through his crazy mind at a glance, and couldn't bear it and shouted in a low voice: "Ji Wenfeng, don't think about stepping on my dead body anymore!"
Ji Wenfeng came back to his senses: "It's exactly what I want, let's fight with dignity."
The eyes of the two met, sparks followed by lightning: finally, it's time for the final battle!
Ji Wenfeng protected his body with one hand, dribbled the ball with the other, and rushed towards Lu Rong!
Lu Rong is as steady as a rock, staying where he is!
"He didn't retreat?" Seeing Lu Rong's paralyzed face gradually enlarged, a dangerous signal flashed in Ji Wenfeng's mind.
Suddenly, Lu Rong's eyes lit up, and he fell back suddenly.
Ji Wenfeng shouted in his heart: No good!
The two fell to the ground together!
Ji Wenfeng quickly got up from the ground, put his hands beside Lu Rong: "Are you okay?"
Lu Rong hugged his knees and rolled around on the ground: "It hurts..."
Fang Chang came up and pushed Ji Wenfeng away: "Lu Rong! Lu Rong! Are you okay?!" He gave Ji Wenfeng a jealous look, "Even if he stares at you all the time, you can't do such a murderous thing! "
The referee rushed over, saw Lu Rong's miserable appearance, and took out a red card to Ji Wenfeng: "No. 5 of Class 1 dribbled the ball and sent off with a red card!"
Xiao Yi knelt down on one knee and slid over to hold Lu Rong's hand: "I wrongly blamed you just now, Lu Rong, it turns out that you are our most loyal team member, and you did a great job in this round! You are simply against Feng Bao Tool!"
Lu Rong pretended not to understand what he was talking about, and Zi'er barked like a dystocia.
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
The basketball in Ling Ren's hand dropped: "Is this the end of our Class 1 national championship road?"
Even Zhao Yihuan looked sadly at Ji Wenfeng who was about to end.
Ji Wenfeng clenched his fists: "It's not over yet."
Although they don't know when their class team embarked on the road to the national championship, but he will definitely not fall down here! Lu Rong's shameless tricks can't stop him!
Ji Wenfeng's eyes sank, and he smiled at Lu Rong on the ground and said: "Student Lu, I'm sorry, come, I'll take you to the infirmary."
Lu Rong suddenly stopped crying.
He looked at Ji Wenfeng's claws stretched out above his head, and remembered the fear of being ruled by Ji Wenfeng on the bed in the school health room...
On one side was Ji Wenfeng with malicious intentions, and on the other side was his companion, who had eyes full of sustenance. Lu Rong gritted his teeth, and Ren Ji Wenfeng helped him up.
Ji Wenfeng said to the rest of the people: "You fight hard, and I will send Classmate Lu to the infirmary."
Lingren: "Squad leader..."
Ji Wenfeng said meaningfully: "There is no need to say any more, men should be responsible for what they do."
He picked up his backpack and threw it over his shoulder, carefully helping Lu Rong to go out.
Fang Chang and Ling Ren stared at the backs of the two supporting each other, and took a look with a smile: "Actually, the score is not that important~"
Ling Ren nodded: "Well, friendship comes first, competition comes second."
Fang Chang raised a youthful smile: "Let me continue the unfulfilled ideal of classmate Lu!"
Ling Ren closed his eyes, his face was covered with the afternoon sun: "I won't give up easily, Fang Chang."
Not far away, Ji Wenfeng tightly circled Lu Rong's waist, and smiled.
Lu Rong's face was full of vigilance: "What are you laughing at?"
"I laugh at you for exhausting all your tricks, but you lost everything in one careless move." Ji Wenfeng whispered lazily in his ear, "Rongrong, how can you be sure that 'stepping on your corpse' is the right thing to do?" Isn't it a kind of play?"
As she spoke, she secretly patted his buttocks lightly.
The heat in Ji Wenfeng's hands caused Lu Rong's ptsd to flare up again!
Everyone saw that student Lu suddenly grabbed Squad Leader Ji's sports backpack, slapped Squad Leader Ji in the face forcefully, shouted "Go to hell, you pervert", pushed away both the person and the bag, and left in a rage.
Ji Wenfeng came back with his head up and his chest upright with slap marks all over his face, pointed to Lu Rong who was walking like flying outside, and said, "He wasn't hurt at all, and I didn't push him, he was a flop—can we continue?"
Lingren couldn't bear to look directly: how much the class leader paid a terrible price for this class... His future wife chasing crematorium will probably be as big as 20 basketball courts...
Li Nanbian, a full-staff villain, happened to pass by, and Ren Xianqi's "The End of the World" was playing in the bluetooth speaker, and wrote the best footnote for this matter: "Win the world and lose him..."