Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 48 Come on (Part [-])

The temperature is gradually warming up, and the vigorous young people have already taken off their heavy cotton clothes.

in gym class.

The teenagers galloped on the court, sweating profusely.The basketball drew a perfect arc in the air, and a three-pointer was successfully shot, and the teenagers shouted excitedly.

Girls sitting in twos and threes whispering to their little sisters on the stone benches around the court.

They mixed in the crowd and peeked at a high-spirited young man, and their cheeks turned red with just one glance.

Zhou Luo, Meng Xiangting, and Lin Jingjing were each holding a cup of milk tea, sitting on a stone chair, looking uninterested.

Zhou Luo said: "What's so interesting about this, I don't understand it at all."

"You don't understand that, do you?" Lin Jingjing beamed and said, "Do you really think everyone is here to watch the ball? Of course not!"

"Then what are you looking at?" Zhou Luo asked.

Lin Jingjing: "Look at people!"

"Think about it, if someone is here today, can you not come and see?"

Zhou Luo's face turned red, his eyes wandered and he said, "What so-and-so..."

"Oh, that's Bai so-and-so." Lin Jingjing deliberately protracted the last three words.

Zhou Luo glanced to the side.

Meng Xiangting smiled and said, "Don't tease her."

Lin Jingjing said: "I didn't tease her, I'm telling the truth. There is really a basketball game next week, and the boys in our class will definitely not be able to run, and they will all have to play. At that time, you are reluctant to go to see it." ?"

She winked at Zhou Luo.

"Oh, Luoluo will definitely not miss it." Meng Xiangting also imitated Lin Jingjing and said.

Zhou Luo: "..."

Inadvertently making friends.

"You still talk about me, then Lin Ting will definitely play, don't you want to watch?" Zhou Luo said to Meng Xiangting.

Lin Ting also transferred to Class Seven after the first monthly exam.

Meng Xiangting didn't take it seriously: "Then I'll take a look at it reluctantly."

Lin Jingjing leaned closer and asked, "He really transferred to our class for you?"

Meng Xiangting glanced into the distance, and said slowly: "He said that he had discussed with his parents before turning over. He also said that he is a sports student anyway, and it doesn't matter what he studies."

"But I think he said that so that I don't feel burdened."

"Oh, that's great, a boy transferred to the liberal arts class for you, I would be so happy if it were me." Lin Jingjing said enviously.

Meng Xiangting smiled slightly, but did not speak.

She was actually afraid that Lin Ting would do too much for her.

Not for anything else, just because she can't afford what he wants for the time being.

"Hey, do you two want to join the cheerleading team?"

"Cheerleading?"

Lin Jingjing: "That's right, our class hasn't said yet, the next class has chosen good people, and the girls in their class are choosing cheerleading."

Zhou Luo imagined himself dancing cheerleading, how weird it looked.

"Let me save it, I have no talent for dancing."

Meng Xiangting said, "I can't either."

Lin Jingjing said regretfully: "Ah, I really want to go, but you two don't want to go."

The two patted her on the shoulder at the same time, and said in unison: "Come on, I am optimistic about you!"

Lin Jingjing: "..."

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The seats were rearranged again. After everyone's strong suggestion, Song Yao did not arrange the seats according to the ranking this time, but could choose the seat according to the ranking from the front to the back.

Feeling embarrassed, Zhou Luo shyly moved to Bai Luofan's side under the instigation of Meng Xiangting and Lin Jingjing.

During the half month of her foot injury, Bai Luofan, Meng Xiangting, Lin Jingjing and others took turns to bring her meals, take her back to the dormitory and to the classroom, so that she could recover so quickly.

She was alive and kicking again.

At the same time, Bai Luofan's temper was too good during the injury period, which made it very easy for her to command Bai Luofan after she recovered.

"At the same table, help me get some water."

"At the same table, I can't do this question, lend me your paper."

"At the same table, can you wash an apple for me?"

……

Bai Luofan didn't say anything, and was commanded quite cooperatively.

He took the freshly washed apple and handed it to Zhou Luo, and she said with a smile: "Send the Buddha to the west, break it for me."

He kindly helped her break the apple in half and handed it to her.

She took it over and looked at it, and picked out half of the fruit with more flesh and redder skin and handed it back to him: "Thank you boss for your help, let the half-sized one be a thank you gift."

Bai Luofan took it back and slowly took a small bite from the side.

Then, he thought of something, and he glanced in her direction without hesitation.

She held half an apple in her left hand and a pen in her right hand, but her eyes were fixed on the test paper on the table for a few seconds before she lowered her head and took a bite of the apple.

He looked away slowly, pretending to be casual and said, "Did you hear that there will be a basketball game next week?"

Zhou Luo turned her head and nodded: "I know, Jingjing told me. Do you want to sign up?"

He nodded slightly, and said: "Well, there are not many boys in our class, so it is estimated that all of them will get in."

Zhou Luo nodded: "Come on."

Then she turned her head back and continued to nibble on the apple.

Bai Luofan: "... gone?"

Zhou Luo turned his head back in a daze, hesitantly said: "Then what else?"

He moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, then turned his head silently.

When the bell rang, Zhou Luo didn't understand Bai Luofan's abnormal behavior just now, so he slowly looked into the corner of the blackboard where the class schedule was copied.

This section is math class.

Song Yao put on a very delicate makeup today, stepped on a pair of high heels to the podium, and said, "Next week there will be a basketball game. There are not many boys in our liberal arts class, so I won't choose them. Let's all go."

Xu Rong raised his hand very quickly and said, "Teacher, can you not go? I'm not in good health."

Song Yao refused him with a smile: "No, you can be a substitute if you are not in good health, and I usually see you are alive and kicking, why are you not in good health when it comes to competitions?"

Xu Rong smiled sarcastically: "The stomach is really not feeling well recently."

The crowd laughed.

Song Yao went on to say: "You all have to go! You are all students in the key class, you have to show the spirit that the key class should have, you know? Everyone must work together to win."

"Of course, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. The purpose of this basketball game is to let everyone get acquainted. The test is the cohesion of the class. If everyone can't get together, then what's the game?" Song Yao issued an ultimatum: " So, this time all the boys have to participate."

There are fifty students in class seven, and only eleven boys.

Except for Bai Luofan, Lin Ting, Lu Feng and An Mu who looked calm, the rest of the boys showed a bit of reluctance.

"Oh, that's right. Girls can't be idle either. We have to select eight people to join the cheerleading team. The school will distribute uniform costumes at that time. Just do the opening dance on the day of the competition. If you want to sign up, you can come to me after class." .”

Song Yao took a piece of chalk from the chalk box, "Okay, that's all. The class will start next."

"Today we're going to talk about the equation of a circle..."

Zhou Luo was concentrating on listening to the class, but didn't notice that the boy next to him was rarely distracted in class.

He had been quietly observing Zhou Luo's reaction since Song Yao mentioned the cheerleading team just now.

However, she didn't respond at all.

He thought for a while, lowered his head and wrote a line on the draft paper, pressed it with his fingers, and moved from the table to her.

Zhou Luo looked down, then looked up at the owner of the handwriting.

　The second update is coming~~
　　Someone is going to turn on the crazy suggestion mode, hahaha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)