First Woman Alpha

At 3:30 in the afternoon, on the playground of No. 6 Resource Star No. 1 Middle School, many students were engaged in sports activities, but because the sun was too strong, many students who did not want to sweat hid in the shade to chat and read.

Among these people, a lonely figure is particularly prominent.

When the other students gathered together to chat, there was only this one, who was lying under the tree, covering his head with his coat, and sleeping. It was obvious that the shade of the tree was not large, but the others refused to approach even if they were sitting together. He, as if there is a transparent enchantment around him.

On the basketball court not far away, the two teams were fighting fiercely. One of them was nearly 30 points behind. Looking at the game with only 15 minutes left, it was obvious that they were powerless.

The captain of the team behind called a timeout, rubbed his temples with a headache, glanced at the man lying in the shade of the tree who seemed to have fallen asleep, and said with a bit of bitterness in his mouth: "Who of you is going to call Cen Zhao over to save the field? "

When everyone on the team heard this, they all lowered their heads and wiped sweat with their collars, pretending they didn't hear what the captain was saying, and didn't make eye contact with him, lest they were actually sent out to call someone.

Seeing this, the captain looked desperate: "You can't ask me to go every time!"

The shortest person in the crowd raised his head to please him with a smile: "Captain has worked hard, among the few of us, you are the only one who can barely compete with Zenger in your aura. If it wasn't for the captain to go over, he probably wouldn't be willing to come. what."

The teammates who were pretending to be deaf just now nodded, and all stared at the captain with the most sincere eyes, as if he was not only the team captain, but also their spiritual belief, and the captain Tian Linggai was about to explode.

After a while, he resignedly grabbed his hair and said, "Alright, alright, let me go this time. Next time you rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses will go!"

The teammates agreed unevenly and watched the captain walk towards the man under the shade, not worried that it would be their turn to call someone next time.

Which time the captain didn't say that, but he was the one who called someone in the end. Who told the team to call Cen Zhao only the captain.

The captain walked to the lying man step by step, squatted down, and gently pushed the man who covered his head with his coat.

"Brother Zen, wake up, it's time to play."

Cen Zhao didn't move.

But the captain was not in a hurry and waited quietly for a few seconds.

The lying man raised his hand and tore off his school uniform jacket, revealing his handsome face.

Cen Zhao narrowed his eyes to adjust to the light: "Have you lost again?"

The captain raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "There are fifteen minutes left, twenty-seven points."

Cen Zhao sat up, put on his coat slowly, and rubbed his sleepy hair, which was a bit long and drooped down from his forehead, making him look like a short-haired girl at first glance.

"Let's go."

The captain grinned and led Cen Zhao to the court.

As soon as the two of them moved, the students who were sitting in the shade of the tree before began to riot, one by one stood up, and their eyes were shining towards the stadium, especially the girls, many excited faces They were all red, and even if they tried to keep their voices low, they could still hear their excited screams.

"Ahhh, Cen Zhao is going to play! We're so lucky today!"

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"Has the camera bee been released? Not yet? Why is the action so slow! Hurry up! The hologram of Cen Zhao playing is the most expensive in the forum!"

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"Hurry up and take a picture! Ah—he's wearing a coat again! Why isn't he hot?!"

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Outside the field, two jogging boys heard the sound here and stopped to look towards the field.

"What are they excited about? Who is that person?"

"Don't you know? Cen Zhao, known as Brother Cen, from the first year of high school, was admitted as the world's No. 1 in the high school entrance examination. On the first day of entering the school, he overthrew Ning Fan and his group. He plays with this effect, of course, the key is to look good."

"?! It's been less than two months since I entered the school in my first year of high school, right? The little brat is so diao? I think he looks like a girl, and I thought it was a mother... uh! Why are you covering my mouth!"

"You want to be beaten. Brother Ceng hates hearing that word the most. You have no right to say people's mothers. They'll definitely be bigger than you when they come out!"

"Fuck you?" The boy turned his head sharply to look at his friend, took half a step aside with a twisted face, his eyes full of suspicion.

Being stared at by his friend like this, the other boy was not annoyed, but twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why do you think Ning Fan was beaten by him? That guy doesn't know if it's because of his bad eyes or intentional. The girl who went to the wrong toilet, insisted that he peel off his pants to prove, you know the virtues of those people, a few people blocked the corner of the toilet, and pressed his hand to peel off his pants, and then...cough, I was next to me at the time, just in time see."

"...Why didn't you get beaten?"

"I just glanced at it, and then took the opportunity to hide in the compartment and survived."

"...You're really good." The boy looked contemptuous.

While the two of them were talking, bursts of cheers erupted from the stadium. They looked over there and found that the stadium was already surrounded by water, and they couldn't see the scene inside at all. The game should be extra exciting.

"Go and see?"

"Don't worry, you won't be able to squeeze in, and it is estimated that when we squeeze in, the game is over. If you want to watch it, there should be a hologram in the forum later, and then I will lend you my administrator account. , you can just look at it."

"become!"

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The discussions of the students on the outside did not affect the progress of the game at all. After only ten minutes of playing, Cen Zhao quickly recovered 20 points on his own. He watched the students on the climax, while the players of the other team looked on their faces. As black as the bottom of a pot, he gritted his teeth at Cen Zhao, wishing to tear him apart and eat him immediately.

A tall boy was particularly evident, not only trying to kill Cen Zhao with his eyes, but also trying to directly foul him to stop him from shooting, and his actions became bigger and bigger every time.

The foul action of the tall boy is too obvious, even people who don't understand basketball can see that he has a problem, but the referee next to him is also a student. "He fouled!" to no avail.

After all, Cen Zhao is Cen Zhao. Even under such circumstances, he still scores steadily. It seems that his thin body contains unimaginable strength. As a result of the collision with that tall boy, most of the time he will fly out as that boy. At the end, people were shocked to see it.

With three minutes to go before the end of the game, the two teams were tied.

After landing and standing firm, Cen Zhao glanced at the scoreboard and then at the captain.

The captain wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but the fluttering eyes were really deterrent, so he had to call a timeout again, ready to replace him.

The captain just raised his hand to indicate a timeout, but Cen Zhao walked out of the field without waiting for the referee to say.

However, no one expected that the tall boy who was knocked out by him just now got up from the ground and directly threw him to the ground, raising his hand and punching him!

"Ahhh-!"

Amid the exclamations of the onlookers, the boy's fist was grasped by Cen Zhao, and then it seemed to be easily folded—

"Card"

"what-!"

The boy screamed and fell to the side with his right hand in his arms, and he was seriously injured at first sight.

A teammate is injured, how can a teammate watch? Immediately they swarmed up, and Cen Zhao's teammates rushed up not to be outdone. The two teams changed from playing ball to fighting. Some students onlookers rushed up. Some people threw their fists, and some people stepped forward to fight. For a time, the scene was very chaotic, and the whole stadium was chaotic. It turned into a pot of porridge.

When the nearby teacher rushed over to disperse everyone, everyone found that the tall boy who started the operation had been knocked out and fell to the ground, and his teammates were also serious, lying on the ground with bruised nose and swollen face.

In contrast, Cen Zhao, who was surrounded by the center, only had messy clothes and hairstyles, and he didn't look like he was injured at all. He stood there like a good student, and with that handsome face, he looked amazing. innocent.

While the teacher was lecturing, a sharp-eyed girl suddenly said, "Hey, how many clothes did Cen Zhao wear?"

The students who heard what she said all looked at Cen Zhao and found that in addition to the school uniform jacket and the T-shirt inside, a piece of white fabric was exposed at the hem of the T-shirt, as if he was wearing the first part of the T-shirt. The three clothes are the same.

Today's temperature is not low, and the sun is still shining directly above the head. The team members next to them are all short-sleeved shorts, and Cen Zhao's jacket and trousers are already alternative. If there is one more inside, I am afraid that someone else will have to cover up the prickly heat. , This person is still able to exercise vigorously without changing his face, how afraid of the cold is this physique?

The girl's voice was not low, and many students discussed this matter after her. When Cen Zhao heard it, he lowered his head and saw the exposed white cloth. Cracks appeared on the calm expression of the previous fight.

"Teacher." He put one hand on his stomach and the other raised up, looking very anxious and deliberate, "I want to go to the toilet."

The spitting teacher who was lecturing, gave him a look, and waved his hand with a smile on his face: "Go, let's go." Then his expression collapsed and he roared, scaring the student across from him to shrink his neck.

Through the crowd of onlookers, Cen Zhao trotted all the way to the toilet at the corner of the stadium. Before entering the toilet, his eyes stayed on the sign of the women's toilet for two seconds, and then he ducked into the men's toilet, ignoring the other boys in the toilet. , went straight into the innermost compartment, and locked the door.

Taking off his jacket and throwing it on the water tank, Cen Zhao raised his head and glanced above the empty compartment door. After hesitating for two seconds, he raised his hand to take off his T-shirt and put it on top of the jacket, revealing his lean upper body. ...and a bosom wrapped in white strips.

The cloth strip is very wide, about fifteen centimeters, and was tightly wrapped around the chest a few times, but because of the fight just now, the cloth strip was loose, so a small part of it fell off the T-shirt and was caught. people saw it.

Cen Zhao expressionlessly pulled the loose end of the cloth and tightly wrapped it tightly, feeling the pressure from his chest, let out a heavy breath, put on his T-shirt and jacket again, and rubbed a few pieces of toilet paper. He rubbed it into the toilet pit, pressed the flush button, opened the compartment door and walked out.