The e-sports god is set up by others

Chapter 217

Shen Jiaan left from the medical room.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but look back.

The slender and handsome man stayed in place motionless, the warm lamp in the room hit him, but it couldn't warm him at all.

He hung his head and his limbs were stiff, as if he had fallen into a world.

And there, he was alone.

The moment the door closed, Shen Jiaan suddenly realized something, from the past to the present, all the time in memory.

Shi Si seemed to be alone all the time.

……

After Shen Jia'an met Shi Si for the first time, she didn't have much contact with Shi Si in the follow-up, and a lot of time was just a chance encounter.

It can't even be called a greeting relationship, at most it can be regarded as an impression.

What impressed me the most was that Shi Si was dubbed the poorest school grass.

At that time, Shen Jiaan was one of the ordinary students, and what he thought about was the most handsome class.

He thought that he and Shi Si would not have much intersection, after all, the age difference is too big.

He was still in the third year of junior high school, and Shi Si had already gone to college.

Unexpectedly, what he thought was the end turned out to be the beginning.

Shen Jiaan was in his first year of high school, and Shi Si was a sophomore.

In No. [-] Middle School during the school season, cicadas were singing on the green sycamore trees.

The plain-masked students were nervous and excited, huddled together with a little jerk, trying to find topics to get acquainted with everyone.

Shen Jiaan has an outgoing personality and speaks frankly. Although he is not the delicate and handsome type, he is full of sunshine and vigor.

Both boys and girls love him.

When everyone was complaining about the military training, Shen Jiaan's smile was brighter than the sun.

He likes military training because he doesn't have to go to class.

Each class is lined up in blocks of square tofu downstairs, ready to welcome the arrival of the instructor.

Shen Jia'an changed his clothes because they didn't fit him. He was extremely thin, and his military training uniform was much bigger than his waistline.

"Student, we don't have small military training uniforms here anymore. Let me remember your name first. I'll make it up for today. Shall I change it for you tomorrow?"

Shen Jia'an was carrying the baggy pants, he had to tug on them so as not to fall off.

He asked sincerely, "Can I say it won't work?"

Finally, the teacher silently helped him remember the name.

The bull head said in a wrong way: "Come on, my classmates, military training~"

"..."

Shen Jia'an could only drag his pants and run into the team, just in time for the instructor to join the team.

From a distance, he saw a slender figure, tall and straight like a green pine, his slender waistline was outlined by a belt, lean and powerful, and the sunlight dragged his shadow long.

White fingers pinched a thin piece of paper with everyone's names on it.

A white wrist was exposed, which was more delicate than a girl's skin.

Shen Jia'an thought while running: Didn't it mean that the instructors are all black?This man is so white...

"The roll call will begin next."

The voice is elegant and deep, which is palpitating in the hot summer.

"Shen Jia'an."

?

Why would you call his name first.

Before he had time to think, Shen Jiaan blurted out angrily.

"To!"

People arrive before they speak.

The young and handsome instructor frowned slightly, a little confused, why did this voice come from behind?

He turned his head and saw the young man rushing towards him like a small cannonball.

With arrogance, he rammed directly towards him.

Anyone who sees him rushing so fiercely will subconsciously want to avoid it.

Shi Si looked at him quietly, a slight smile even bloomed on the corner of his lips, and unconsciously wanted to open his fingers to hug him.

The final result is——

The students stared dumbfounded. The new instructor was knocked to the ground by the small shells, and the cap on his head fell to the ground, revealing an unusually handsome face.

The girls grabbed their companions' hands excitedly.

"Ah, the instructor is so handsome!!!"

When Shen Jiaan saw the camouflage uniform under him, he was scared out of his wits on the spot.

Damn, he hit the instructor as soon as he came up?
Shen Jiaan's waist hurt a little from his hard belt.

Supporting his own waist, he stammered and said, "I, I, I, instructor, listen to my sophistry."

Shi Si supported his shoulders, his voice was soft with the spring breeze.

"Get up first."

Shen Jiaan became flustered.

A pleasant voice came from above his head, "Are you all right?"

Shen Jiaan held her trouser waist and looked up.

The slender man bent down to pick up the hat, and patted the dust on it with his white fingers.

He is too good-looking, although thin, but a thin layer of skin is particularly strong under the army green shirt.

Shen Jiaan was attracted by his figure, so she forgot to answer.

The young instructor turned his head.

The sun above his head was scorching hot, his complexion was cold and white like unstained porcelain, under his thin eyelids, his eyelashes were long and his pupils were dark and deep.

He was watching himself quietly, gentle and indifferent.

Shen Jia'an didn't recognize him, but thought this man was so handsome, no matter what he must be like a schoolgirl.

He suddenly said, "Shen Jia'an."

"what."

Shen Jia'an stared at him blankly, feeling that this man called her so gentle.

"You were late and maliciously slandered the instructor."

The gentle man smiled, his eyes were naturally raised, with a charming arc.

"Then... fifty push-ups."

Shen Jiaan: "..."

Gentle Nima.

"I'm because... because of the pants!"

Shen Jiaan pulled off her trouser waist and showed it to him, "Look, look, my trousers are so much bigger."

"I came late because I didn't have the right trousers, and these trousers are very troublesome for running, because I tripped because I stepped on the trouser legs."

Shi Si listened to his small-mouthed explanation.

His fingers touched his waist, the dark leather belt was printed on fair skin, and he flicked lightly, making a click.

Shen Jiaan's voice stopped abruptly.

Some stared at him dumbfounded, and suddenly groaned miserably, "If you have something to say, don't do it!!! My pants will fall off when I do push-ups!!!"

The handsome instructor took a step forward with long legs, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

The army green shirt was tucked into the camouflage pants, and he held the belt in his hand, looking down at the boy in front of him.

Wrapping the boy's waist with a belt, he pulled back the man who wanted to escape.

Shen Jia'an smelled the faint pine and cypress fragrance from the tip of his nose, and then felt his waist being strangled.

He bowed his head, and the man buckled his belt slowly.

Shen Jiaan hadn't enjoyed this kind of treatment before, so she was immediately happy.

"Thank you, Instructor."

Shi Si looked at him quietly, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Well, let's get started,"

Shen Jiaan was still immersed in joy, and asked blankly, "What to start?"

Shi Si reached out and stroked his soft black hair.

"push ups."

His eyes fell on the slender waist tightly locked by the belt, Shi Si licked his lips slowly, the corners of his eyes curled upwards,

"Now the pants are not afraid of falling off."

Shen Jiaan: "..."

I can thank you so much.

(End of this chapter)