Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 143 Playing Basketball 2
Qingran ignored Ruan Ruan's teasing, turned her head and focused on the basketball court.

The current basketball game is not as good as before. Xie Yingan swept away the previous lazy mood, and after smiling at this side, he officially devoted himself to the basketball game.

This time it was no longer lazy perfunctory.

Xie Ying'an's seriousness directly ignited the atmosphere on the playground to the highest point, and every teenager on the field took the game seriously.

Especially for Song Shize who lost to Xie Yingan in all aspects, it is a certainty that he is not as good as Xie Yingan in studies, and if he loses to Xie Yingan in sports again, he will really be unable to hold his head up in school in the future.

When Qingran and the others came, Song Shize's team had one more point than Xie Ying'an's. When Xie Ying'an was lazy and had no intention of fighting, Song Shize took the opportunity to dunk and scored another point.

Now Song Shize's team is two points ahead of Xie Ying'an's team.

A group of teenagers were chasing each other with a basketball. Qingran's eyes fell on her brother for a while, and then shifted to Xie Ying'an for a while. From time to time, he would leave a corner of the eye for Song Shize, and he was extremely busy.

Needless to say, Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming, when the atmosphere of the scene reached its peak, they had already started to follow the girls behind and screamed again and again.

Voices of "Come on, brother An!", "Come on, brother Mo!" and "Come on, brother Ze!" can be heard everywhere on the playground.

After Xie Ying'an scored two goals in a row, he turned his head and looked towards Qingran. Fangqiao Qingran was also looking at him.

The young man pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his black eyes shone with joy, and then, he put his right hand beside his head and made a gesture in this direction.

Qingran heard the screams around her and broke the sound.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ah! What is our school grass doing??!! Are you saying hello to us?!"

"Ahh! I want puppy love! I want puppy love! Don't let anyone stop me."

Ruan Ruan recovered from the screaming, her face was flushed with excitement, she grabbed Qingran's hand excitedly and said, "Ahh! Ranran, brother An's operation is so embarrassing."

Qingran agrees very much, she thinks Xie Ying'an is the sullen type.

Song Shize was obviously not someone to be trifled with, not to mention that he was accompanied by a school bully.

The school bully Li Qingmo has no other skills, mainly his limbs are flexible, and his body coordination is enough to have the confidence to win the game.

The atmosphere at the scene was hot, and every teenager in the stadium had a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads. They were thrown at each other when they were playing, but they were intercepted by Xie Yingan again in Xu Liang's hands.

Song Shize's grinning complexion suddenly tightened, he half arched his body, and stared at the basketball nervously, hoping that Xie Ying'an would not be able to make the shot this time.

But things backfired, and Xie Yingan scored another goal.

The teams were finally no longer tied.

The battle between the two sides was temporarily suspended, and Xie Ying'an walked slowly towards this side.

Zheng Chunming held her chest tightly: "Ah! Brother An is coming, what should I do? Could it be that he came to look for me?"

Ruan Ruan was speechless to her: "Have you thought too much, sister?"

Ruan Ruan still has this self-knowledge, and she also knows who Xie Yingan came here to find.

Obviously, there are not a few girls who have the same idea as Zheng Chunming. Qingran heard that the little girl standing behind her was almost dreaming this dream, and wondered whether the school girl must have come to find them.

Before Xie Ying'an had time to come over, he was pulled back by his teammates. They gathered together, shoulder to shoulder, head to head.Talk about something in a low voice.

With a whistle, the game started again.

However, the game didn't last long. When the draw happened, the preparatory bell for class rang just in time, so there were still some people who insisted on not leaving.

Xie Ying'an threw the basketball in his hand to Song Shize, and walked towards Qingran with long legs.

Song Shize took the basketball, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Don't go back in a hurry, let's play a little longer?"

"What a fart!" Li Qingmo patted Song Shize on the shoulder behind him: "Hurry up and go back to class, the break time between classes is used for practice, and you still want to occupy class time?"

Song Shize didn't want to care about class time or not, and his tone was a little upset: "If you don't play, don't play, don't use your grades to scare people."

I'm not afraid of being ashamed to say it, this guy has really enrolled in several cram schools to improve his academic performance during this period, so that his old man will check every morning to see if the sun is coming out in the wrong direction?

Everyone has the heart of comparison.

Song Shize still felt subconsciously in his heart that it was normal for people to have differences, but if the differences were too large, he had to reflect on his own problems.

Xie Ying'an stood still in front of Qingran, the boy didn't smile, but his black eyes were full of smiles: "Why do you think of coming to the playground today?"

Qingran wanted to say that it was not because the class was too noisy. He wanted to go out to relax, but he didn't expect the playground to be noisier than the classroom.

But her throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't say anything when facing Xie Ying'an.

Xie Ying'an didn't wait for her answer, he lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the mineral water bottle in Qingran's hand.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, trying to suppress the joy in his heart, and stretched out his hand to Qingran.

Qing Ran was confused: "..."

Why are you reaching out?

With so many people watching on the playground, this guy wouldn't want me to hold his hand, would he?

Ruan Ruan, who couldn't stand watching from the side, lightly touched Qingran's arm.

After receiving the instruction, Qingran also lowered her eyes to look at her hand, only then remembered the mineral water that Zheng Chunming stuffed into her hand just now.

Looking at Xie Ying'an's hand stretched out towards her, she finally realized, and hurriedly handed Xie Ying'an the mineral water in her hand.

More than half of the students gathered around the playground had eaten Xie Ying'an and Li Qingran's melons in the school bar. When they saw it today, they seemed to think that the groundless rumor was a little bit true.

There is only one thing that is inconsistent with the school bar. Judging from Li Qingran's attitude, she is definitely not posting school grass.

Since there was no excitement to watch, the crowd dispersed quickly.

Li Qingmo walked with Song Shize, and he looked thoughtfully at the back of Qingran and Xie Ying'an returning to the classroom together.

After watching for a long time, he patted Song Shize on the head: "Hey! Do you think Xie Ying'an seems to treat Li Qingran better than me?"

Song Shize avoided his hand and sneered: "Of course."

Then he continued: "I treat Li Qingran better than you, why don't you tell me?"

Li Qingmo gave a disdainful 'cut', "You treat people well? It's not rare."

"Yo!" Song Shize stopped and threatened him: "Next time you play basketball, do you still want to win?"

In order to win Xie Ying'an, Li Qingmo had long since rebelled and become a part of Song Shize's team.

Li Qingmo became even more disdainful when he heard the words, and his slightly raised voice could not conceal the anger: "Talk about it yourself, ever since I played with your team, have you won once?"

Song Shize really thought about it seriously, and after a long time, he finally choked out four words: "Not really."

any idea?In any competition, Xie Ying'an is not always the same as opening a cheat.

(End of this chapter)