Little Love Song

The noisy crowd surrounded the playground layer by layer, and the heads of the circle made people unable to see what was happening inside, but the noisy sound kept flowing out.

"Who hit him? Who hit him! You **** make it clear to me that he didn't know where to come out!"

"You obviously waved your hand when you grabbed the ball!"

"Nonsense, I don't have anything at all, what matter to me!"

The game was stopped immediately, and the senior students who acted as interim referees pulled the students in classes 4 and 10 apart, but the two sides were already in trouble.

A tall teammate pulled Ning Er behind him and watched him carefully. Jiang Chen is tall and big, standing directly in front of the fourth class, which is opposed to the ten high class tall individuals. Jiang Chen was so angry that he wanted to hit his face with this fist, but the referee kept pulling him, asking him not to hit anyone.

Seeing the blood on Ning'er's face, the girls in the fourth shift cheerleader were so anxious that they burst into tears. A little girl choked and said, "Did you hurt your eyes? How do you wear a ring and a ring? Ning Er bleeds so much blood, what should I do, or should I send it to the infirmary ...

The Tenth Sports Committee intentionally said, "I just wear a ring. I want you to control it. Is your ring ... ah!"

A rough and decisive fist suddenly emerged from the crowd, beating the ten high-ranking individuals down two steps. He hadn't returned yet. He grabbed his collar and dragged it straight forward. He took three steps and lowered his head, and saw a handsome boy staring at him coldly: "Give me again Say it again! Who the **** allowed you to wear a ring ?! "

The 10th class sports committee is a little taller than Shao Bohan, there are 190, but at this moment he was dragged by Shao Bohan, staring straight, and couldn't even say a word.

After a while, someone in the tenth class said "how do you hit someone?"

The 10th class sports committee waved their fists and hit Shao Bohan. Shao Bohan turned his head to the side, and then punched him again, hitting the sports committee down one more step, barely holding his body. He sneered and nodded his fingers, as if he was not afraid of this taller man than himself, saying word by word, "Want to fight? I'll be with you!"

The referee quickly pulled them apart.

Shao Bohan's name may have heard of the ten members, and the two sides did not clash again.

The 10th Sports Committee cursed a few more words, listened to the referee, and took off a silver ring on their fingers.

Shao Bohan held Ning Er's hand and pulled him forward. There was no expression on his face, so cold that the four classes did not expect to ask him what to do.

Ning'er had already closed his eyes with pain, and he heard Shao Bohan's voice in the haze. He asked with a trembling voice: "Shao ... Shao Bohan?"

Shao Bohan rubbed his lip line, his face was unsightly, but his fingers gently touched Ning Er's face. He carefully wiped the blood near the corner of Ning Er's eyes and observed for a while: "It's okay, the wound is not very deep, and the skin is slightly broken. It's okay. Ning Er, we go to the infirmary." Then, he pulled Ning The ear is ready to go.

The referee on the side said subconsciously: "Wait, Class 10 violated the rules four times. This time, two free throws will be made from outside the three-point line.

Shao Bohan turned his head and said, "Can't you just find someone to help him make a free throw ?!"

The referee did not speak. As things stand, this is possible.

Ning Er opened his eyes hard, and the blood stained his long eyelashes. He gritted his teeth and wiped the blood off his eyes: "I'm here to make a free throw."

Shao Bohan turned to look at him, his lips slightly open, and seemed to want to speak. Ning Er's eyes were firm. After watching him for a while, Shao Bohan closed his mouth, walked silently to the edge of the basketball court, stood with the four teams, and watched Ning Er take the ball to the free throw line.

The first ball is hollow.

The second ball hit the edge of the rim and slid into the hole.

Ten students wailed and cheered for four.

After the two goals, Shao Bohan took Ning Er's hand and went to the infirmary.

The fourth class student said curiously, "Ning Er has a good relationship with that Shao Bohan. They are so familiar?"

Jiang Chen waved his hand: "Ning Er and Shao Bohan grew up together."

"No wonder the relationship is so good."

From the basketball court to the infirmary, Shao Bohan clenched his lips all the way without saying a word.

The blood on Ning Er's eyes had already coagulated. Just now he was passed by his classmates and was running towards the opponent's rim. The sports committee was tall and strong, and Ning Er only felt a mountain in front of him. He temporarily remembered that Shao Bohan had once taught himself a fake action, imitating it once, but did not expect that the sports committee had not noticed it, and he was shaken by it.

Then, the sports committee extended his hand, relying on a tall man to grab the ball in his hand, but punched him in the eye.

The sharp silver ring made a long opening on Ning Er's eyelid. It looked shocking and bleed a lot of blood, but it was not very deep, only the epidermis.

Ning Er's wrist was tightly dragged by Shao Bohan. He wanted to speak to Shao Bohan and tell him that he was actually okay. But looking at Shao Bohan's cold side face, he couldn't open his mouth any more. go.

After entering the infirmary, the doctor took a brief look. There was another student who was sprained in a basketball game. The doctor looked at Shao Bohan: "Classmate, his wound is not deep. Can you disinfect him with alcohol?"

Shao Bohan nodded.

The doctor gave Shao Bohan the alcohol cotton ball and tweezers and turned to take care of another injured student.

Ning Er was sitting on the bed in the infirmary, and Shao Bohan was also sitting sideways.

His voice was stiff: "Close your eyes."

Cold Shao Bohan and when he was young, it seemed that Ning Er gave a sigh of counsel and closed his eyes obediently.

The next moment, the cold alcohol touched the wound, and he snorted with a sore ear, and Shao Bohan moved slightly.

The tall and handsome boy wiped the wound carefully, every time being extremely gentle. When Shao Bohan wiped the wound on the corner of Ning Er's right eye, his movement was a little inconvenient.

Ning Er quietly saw the scene with Yu Guang. He thought about it, raised his head a little, and raised his face up, so that Shao Bohan could apply medicine to himself.

The bright sun shines through the window, dyeing the teenager's hair into bright gold. The long eyelashes trembled gently, because of the tingling of alcohol, Ning Er opened her lips, and a plump layer of water floated on her full lips, as if to seduce a gentle kiss.

Brushing it, Shao Bohan flushed, and his hand holding the tweezers kept trembling.

The next moment, Ning Er suddenly heard: "You ... what are you doing! I ... I wiped it, you wipe it again for yourself! I don't care about you!"

Ning Er opened his eyes stupidly, just to see Shao Bohan covered his face with one hand, angrily threw tweezers, cotton **** into a metal plate, and strode away. Shao Bohan slammed the door of the infirmary, and Ning Er and the doctor all choked.

The doctor whispered weirdly: "Now boys are very angry."

Ning Er: "..."

What the **** did he do?

Ning Er looked at the tweezers and cotton **** in the metal plate, confused.

In Friday's basketball game, Ning Er made two free throws and scored two points for the fourth class.

The two classes were of equal strength. In the last four classes, they won by ten points and won the game.

However, the fourth group has not yet celebrated for a few minutes, and the fourth group of sports committees went up aggressively and drew a ball. As soon as he turned the ball, he suddenly became stupid and said to his classmates with a sad face, "Six ... Six classes, six classes."

Fourth class student: "..."

Before reaching the semi-finals, they ran into class six, and class four was destined to miss any place.

Ning Er heard the painful news as soon as he returned from the infirmary. He froze, and Jiang Chen patted his shoulder: "It's okay, Ning Er, we are already handsome when we win the seventh and tenth class, and lose to Sixth class, not embarrassed at all. Really ... really, not embarrassed ...

Class four students collectively cried.

After leaving the infirmary, Ning Er never met Shao Bohan. I originally thought that Shao Bohan was angry somehow today, maybe he would not go with him, and when he came to the school gate after school, he saw a handsome big boy with his hands in his pockets, listening to the song with headphones in his ears.

Seeing that Ning Er came out, Shao Bohan pulled the headphones apart, and looked very fierce: "Why so slow?"

Ning Er's heart paused, the corners of his mouth could not help but cocked, and quickly followed.

It turned out that Shao Bohan still changed, not as bad as a child.

... but what is he mad at today?

Ning Er was puzzled.

Because the final exam is about to end, the basketball game is no longer held once a week. The last two days of the match were Saturday and Sunday.

In the early morning of the next day, it was obviously a rest day. The four teams were all dispatched. They lost the game without losing, and walked to the basketball court.

Class 6 students were very calm. Shao Bohan stood in the crowd and looked coldly at the students around him.

Ning Er saw that he wanted to say hello to him, but remembered that Shao Bohan looked very angry yesterday. Today they are opponents again, he retracted his hand and did not say hello.

Shao Bohan looked up and saw Ning Er from the crowd, his fingers tightened, pretending to turn to the beginning calmly.

The six teams have always respected their opponents. Yesterday they encountered the poor level of the 23rd team. In the first half, the main players also appeared. Now when I meet the four classes that are OK, Shao Bohan and the four heavenly kings go to the basketball court together.

Jiang Chen wailed, "Give me no more life!"

Ning Er also felt that the scalp was a bit numb and followed the court silently.

At the beginning of the game, the gap between the class and the class, Ning Er felt most vividly.

Before playing with the 7th and 10th teams, Ning Er also felt that he could feel the rhythm on the court, and the 4th team could grab a ball. Today, the entire fourth group was taken away by the sixth group, only Jiang Chen could score a few goals fiercely. He was also firmly guarded by two of the four kings, and it was difficult to move.

Ning Er has always been dizzy and turned, and the four heavenly kings made various fancy passes. He followed the ball to the left and to the right.

Before he calmed down, he saw a white shadow passing by in front of his eyes, like a dragon, layup in three steps, and dunk with one hand.

boom!

Shao Bohan slammed the basketball into the hoop.

Four classes vs six classes

11:38

In the opening ten minutes, the gap became like this.

Ning Er knew that Shao Bohan played particularly well. He often did special training with Shao Bohan 1V1, but Shao Bohan never played with him seriously. Until today, he really stood in the same stadium with Shao Bohan and suddenly found out that this man ... was really handsome.

His sweat fell slightly from his hair, his eyes focused, as if he were doing something extremely sacred.

This is Shao Bohan.

Ning Er was thinking wildly, and unknowingly followed the ball to the sixth basket.

Jiang Chen was stopped by the four heavenly kings. He dribbled the ball hard and raised his head to look around. The fourth class of students were actually in the other half of the stadium, and no one followed. Jiang Chen looked for a long time, only saw Ning Er, he hesitated for a while, and shouted, "Ning Er!"

Ning Er looked back and looked up and saw a ball coming straight to himself. He caught the ball subconsciously and looked at Jiang Chen aggressively.

Jiang Chen said anxiously, "Go and shoot!"

Ning Er was completely sober. He quickly patted the ball and ran to the sixth basket. Just after taking a step, a white figure quickly emerged from his side, blocking him in front of him.

Shao Bohan wore a black sports headband on his forehead, and he didn't seem to expect that he would match Ning Er.

Like every 1V1 in the past two weeks, Shao Bohan made a fake action with agility. A copy of his right hand from below will grab the ball. He raised his head, his eyes flickered through Ning Er's collar, and saw that the loose neckline was pulled loose to one side at the moment due to the intense exercise for a long time, exposing the beautiful fragile collarbone on the half.

With a thin layer of sweat on the delicate collarbone, Shao Bohan's heart trembled, his eyes unconsciously lifted up and looked at the full lips.

In the infirmary, the boy's slightly raised face seemed to be waiting for his kiss.

Boom, Shao Bohan's face turned red and froze.

Ning Er simply dribbled the ball, ran aside casually, actually ... actually ran!

Most afraid of the sudden quiet of the air, the entire basketball court was dead.

The sixth cheerleader stayed in place and didn't understand what just happened.

Jiang Chen yelled: "Ninger, pitch! Quick pitch !!!"

Ninger reflexively stopped pitching, banged, and the ball scored.

Four classes vs six classes

13:38

The author has something to say: Shao Bohan: You ... what are you doing! !! !!

Ning Er: ...? ? ? [What the **** did I do? 】