Thursday.
In the morning break, it's the second grade's turn to do exercises.
Ling Song stood at a loss in the line.
The students here even dance between classes
It's really interesting.
Although the dance moves are not very good-looking.
He tilted his head and saw Wen Yuanchu who was standing next to him in the line, and he burst out laughing.
This man dances this radio exercise with a decent appearance, and it looks pretty good.
Wen Yuanchu seemed to be aware of it, and looked at him in a blink of an eye, Ling Song immediately looked away.
Without squinting, he imitated the others and waved his arms.
After doing the exercises, the students pushed and pushed to the teaching building.
Ling Song went to Wen Yuanchu's side and asked him: "Why do you also do radio exercises, others seem to be dancing, but you seem to be practicing martial arts?"
Wen Yuanchu asked without answering, "Why do you think so?"
Ling Song thought about it.
Swallowed back the sentence that you are more handsome and imposing.
He doesn't want to praise this person.
Before entering the classroom, someone called Ling Song to stop him.
Ling Song turned around and saw a girl with ponytails, not from their class, but she looked familiar.
He raised his finger to himself: "You called me?"
The girl nodded: "Let me tell you a few words."
The air pressure in Wen Yuanchu's body suddenly dropped beside him, Ling Song looked at him inexplicably, Wen Yuanchu ignored him, and went straight into the classroom.
?
What's the meaning
Ling Song and the girl were standing in the corridor talking.
The girl apologized to him: "Ling Song, I heard that Zhong Xiaobin and the others troubled you again two days ago. I'm all to blame for this. I didn't explain it clearly to him, and I let you take the blame."
Zhong Xiaobin? who
That red hair that day
Ling Song realized that the girl in front of her was Lin Qiuyi, whom the red hair had said she had been robbed of by him.
But what surprised him even more now was why he thought this girl looked familiar when he thought about it.
Lin Qiuyi actually looks the same as his fiancée in his previous life...
Although he had only looked at the little lady from a distance before twice.
Ling Song was dumbfounded.
What kind of bizarre world is this
It's also fortunate that these people don't remember what happened in their previous life, otherwise they wouldn't be able to live this day.
Being stared at by Ling Song, Lin Qiuyi felt a little uncomfortable: "What's wrong with you?"
Ling Song came back to his senses, and sneered: "Did you hear that I fell into the water before?"
Lin Qiuyi nodded.
"I've lost my memory, so can you tell me what happened earlier?"
Lin Qiuyi was taken aback.
The thing is actually very simple.
That red hair has been pestering Lin Qiuyi endlessly, Lin Qiuyi didn't want to agree to him at all, but was very afraid of him.
Once Ling Song bumped into that group of people pestering Lin Qiuyi outside the school. Seeing the injustice, he went up to help Lin Qiuyi out of the siege. He was misunderstood about his relationship with Lin Qiuyi. He didn't explain, and those people kept coming to trouble him after that.
Ling Song didn't pay much attention to it, just such a small matter, he didn't worry about it at all.
"So that's it, it's a trivial matter, just walk around them and let them come to me with something."
After all, she was also his fiancée in his previous life.
This little effort, he can help.
Moreover, the red-haired group is also very talkative, and Wen Yuanchu can knock down one of them with one hand.
It's really not worth mentioning.
Lin Qiuyi breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him again and again.
After saying a few words, seeing someone coming, the girl blushed and turned around and ran away.
Ling Song turned around and saw Wen Yuanchu came out of the classroom with a cold face again, not knowing why: "...Are you going to the bathroom?"
Wen Yuanchu reminded him expressionlessly: "Class is over."
He had just finished speaking when the bell rang.
oh. The physical education teacher took them to run two laps along the playground track and let them move freely.
The boys organized to play basketball, and the girls watched from the side.
Ling Song was eager to try, but after five minutes of fighting, he was replaced.
Really, it's too rookie.
Everyone hates him.
Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "Dad will fight with you next time."
Ling Song waved his paw silently and got out.
It was Jiang Yiming, the sports committee member of their class, who replaced Ling Song. Ling Song stood by the playground, staring at people, very angry.
This is the second one who dares to make such a face of him, besides the Prince Regent.
Diao Min, I remember you.
Wen Yuanchu's gaze shifted from Ling Song's face to the basketball court, paused for three seconds, and went to talk to the physical education teacher under the basketball hoop.
Hearing that Wen Yuanchu was going to play, the boys and girls instantly became excited.
Wen Yuanchu ranked first in the class in the basketball test last semester, but he never participated in the competition, this is the first time.
Both teams began to grab people.
The girls were even more excited. Even those who wanted to go back to the classroom stopped and turned to Wen Yuanchu.
Wen Yuanchu walked back to Ling Song, took off his school uniform jacket, and handed it to him: "Help me hold it."
Ling Song reluctantly took it.
It's too much to treat him like a servant.
Zhang Yang on the side asked smoothly: "Hey Wen Yuanchu, why are you interested in playing the game today?"
Wen Yuanchu looked at Ling Song and replied, "Help Ling Song."
Zhang Yang and the others screamed strangely, Ling Song was indifferent.
What is he doing
The girls onlookers exchanged glances with each other, seeming to be more excited.
When Wen Yuanchu came on stage, someone took the initiative to change positions with him.
Jiang Yiming held the ball, looked at him, and said eccentrically, "I didn't expect Wen Xueba to condescend to play ball with mere mortals like us."
Wen Yuanchu ignored him.
As soon as the whistle sounded, he stepped forward, barely giving Jiang Yiming time to react, and the lightning bolt snatched the ball from him in time.
Jiang Yiming's eyes widened in astonishment, but Wen Yuanchu had already dribbled past him and rushed to the basket.
Jiang Yiming chased after him in embarrassment, but was thrown far away by Wen Yuanchu.
The slim figure in a black T-shirt jumped high in front of the basket, with a beautiful posture and accurately threw the ball into the basket.
There were screams and shouts.
Zhang Yang whistled.
Wang Zide leaned into Ling Song's ear: "Boss, no wonder you were chasing him before, this is so fucking handsome, I'm about to fall in love."
Ling Song: "..."
I'm sending you off.
With Wen Yuanchu here, their team quickly caught up with the previous score, and after overtaking, they completely overwhelmed the other team.
Wen Yuanchu shot one after another, scoring almost every time.
Everyone knew that he was powerful, but they didn't expect him to be so powerful.
Even the physical education teacher was a little surprised and was very pleased to watch the students compete with great interest.
Ling Song silently stared at the man who stole the limelight.
I have to admit, this guy is really handsome.
Much more handsome than the vicious Prince Regent.
Before get out of class, Wen Yuanchu's team had already led the other team by more than 20 points.
Jiang Yiming hasn't scored a goal since he came on the field, and his face is getting worse and worse.
When the bell rang, he viciously passed the ball in his hand.
The ball went wide and hit Wen Yuanchu who was next to his teammate.
Wen Yuanchu reacted very quickly and raised his arm to block it.
The basketball hit his arm hard and then rolled to the ground.
He raised his eyes coldly and looked at Jiang Yiming.
Jiang Yiming was a little guilty, he didn't dare to look at him, and moved his eyes away.
Ling Song ran over, glanced at Wen Yuanchu's bruised arm, and stopped Jiang Yiming who was about to leave: "You did it on purpose."
Jiang Yiming's face changed immediately: "What nonsense are you talking about! I passed the ball, but he went to catch it by himself, and he was hit on the arm. What are you doing to me?!"
"I saw it. You did it on purpose. The louder your voice, the more guilty you are."
Zhang Yang and the others came over to help: "That's right, we all saw it. You just didn't like Wen Yuanchu's appearance and stole your limelight. You deliberately missed the ball, just to hit him."
Jiang Yiming sneered: "Do you have evidence? If you don't have evidence, don't fart here."
Ling Song ran to pick up the basketball that had rolled down the playground, and shouted at Wang Zide: "Xiao Dezi catch the ball."
The little Wang Zide raised his arms and jumped up.
Ling Song smashed the ball towards Jiang Yiming's shoulder.
Jiang Yiming was confronting Zhang Yang, so he didn't notice it at all, and it was a real hit.
"Fuck? Fuck you!"
When he realized it, his face turned green, and he raised his fist to hit Ling Song, but Wen Yuanchu stopped him and grabbed his wrist forcefully.
Jiang Yiming was tall and strong, but in Wen Yuanchu's hands, he couldn't get anything cheap, so he couldn't move at all by his clutches.
"You fucking let go!"
Wen Yuanchu stared at him coldly: "If you don't want to be invited as a parent, get out of here."
The two were deadlocked.
The physical education teacher came over and stopped them with a headache: "Let go, what's the trouble, class is about to start, go back to the classroom quickly."
Jiang Yiming refused: "Ling Song hit me with a basketball on purpose!"
Ling Song looked innocent: "How can I, I threw the ball to Wang Zide, and wanted him to help the teacher put the ball away, but I am a rookie, you said it yourself, I just accidentally threw it away."
Ling Song did it on purpose.
But it was clearly Jiang Yiming who was looking for trouble first, and everyone saw it.
The physical education teacher was too lazy to say: "Go back, and if you make trouble again, I will go to your head teacher."
The flesh on Jiang Yiming's face trembled, he glared at Ling Song reluctantly, shook off Wen Yuanchu's hand and left.
Others also scattered.
Ling Song returned the school uniform to Wen Yuanchu.
Wen Yuanchu thanked him.
Seeing the bruise on his arm, Ling Song's brain twitched for a moment, and he poked it twice.
Wen Yuanchu looked at him silently.
Realizing that he had done something stupid, Ling Song laughed and laughed.
Run away quickly.
The last class is self-study, and for Ling Song, it is also a struggle with mountains and seas.
After writing for more than ten minutes, his eyelids started to fight, and he quickly lay down on the desk and fell asleep.
Wen Yuanchu didn't call him.
After staring at his sleeping profile for a while, his eyes fell on his knuckles unconsciously resting on the table.
He cautiously stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched Ling Song's lightly.