Little Love Song

Ning Er's move to shake Shao Bohan was a bit abrupt, and the range was not small. He made such a sudden, not only Shao Bohan, but also the students who were noisy around him.

After a while, the smile on Shao Bohan's face completely disappeared: "I said I'll help you train basketball."

Rather pursed his lips without talking.

Shao Bohan stood outside the window and stood upright. He was half a head taller than Ning Er, and looked a little indifferent when he didn't laugh. So he looked at Ning Er quietly for a while, twitching the corners of his mouth, and his expression on his face softened a bit. He softened his voice and reached out to Raning Ear's arm: "Well, I will teach you to play after school at night."

"I do not want!"

Shao Bohan's expression froze instantly.

Jingle Bell.

The bell of the class suddenly rang, and Shao Bohan still looked at Ning Er until the six classmates who were next to him pulled him away.

The teachers in class four have not yet arrived, and the sports committee members have not left. He looked a little embarrassed at the confrontation between Ning Er and Shao Bohan just now. Before the teacher came, he carefully asked: "Ninger, would you like to participate? It really doesn't work, I can cross your name."

Ning Er saw that the sports committee had written his name on the roster. He hesitated for a while and shook his head: "No, I will participate. This is the last group activity of our class, and I will work hard."

The sports committee said happily: "That line, if you also participate, we will all participate in the class."

Ning Er smiled: "I try not to hinder our class."

"That `s a deal!"

This lesson is for a Chinese teacher. The Chinese teacher in the fourth class is an old teacher who is old, and the class is very watery. He will not say any small movements under the students, but just read his textbooks on the podium.

Jiang Chen poked gently at Ning Er's arm: "Are you really ... angry?"

Ning Er turned to look at him, and saw Jiang Chen winking at himself. He quickly understood what Jiang Chen meant, his eyes dropped, and he said lightly, "I'm not angry."

Jiang Chen is a representative of developed limbs and simple minds. Hearing Ning Er's words, he had no doubt at all, and laughed and said, "You and the transfer student are really familiar. Ning Er, why is he here and playing basketball really well? Amazing? I ca n’t be better than me. We were the best MVP in the basketball game last semester! "

Jiang Chen's sports are really good. Unfortunately, except for him, the others in the fourth class are far worse than the sixth class, so it is impossible to win the championship.

Jiang Chen didn't want to get the answer from Ning'er at all. He kept bragging about how well he played basketball. If 1V1, he would definitely play the four kings of the sixth class, and he could also make Shao Bohan into a cabbage.

"The master is as lonely as snow like me! I think I will carry the audience again this week. Rest assured, if we have four classes with me, even if we ca n’t play six classes, if the lottery really matches their class, I Definitely close the gap and strive to lose only ten points! "

Ning Er turned gently with a fountain pen. He remembered the expression of Shao Bohan just now, and did not listen to Jiang Chen.

"It's not me who blows. I don't think of any of them in class six."

Suddenly, the word came into my ear, and I clicked, and the pen in Ning Er's hand fell on the table. He didn't want to, and turned around and said, "You play far worse than Shao Bohan!"

Jiang Chen: "Ah ?!"

Having said that, Ning Er picked up the pen on the table again, stared away in front of him, and turned the pen quietly.

Jiang Chen inquired next to him. He didn't speak, but just froze. After a long day, Jiang Chen snorted disapprovally and muttered, "Isn't it a bad relationship with the transfer student? I also praise him for playing well. I saw the new guy laugh, but the old man was crying. With the transfer student, I don't want me , Water-based poplar! "

This sentence was also heard by Ning Er, his face flushed. He wanted to tell Jiang Chen that water-based poppies were not used that way, and in terms of time, Shao Bohan was the old man and Jiang Chenming was the new one.

At this moment, Jiang Chen clapped his hands: "Oh yes, you and the transfer student have known each other long ago, I am the newcomer, he is your old friend!"

brush.

Now Ning Er's face was completely red.

Shao Bohan is not his good friend!

These words can only be said in the stomach, let him refute Jiang Chen, he could not do it at all.

Towards school, he borrowed basketball from Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen asked, "What are you doing?"

Ning Er took it for granted: "I'm going to practice."

Jiang Chen suddenly became interested: "Hey, do you really want to practice? Come and come, I will go too. I am the strongest among the swallows, and I promise to train you as a master!"

Half an hour later, Jiang Chen sat desperately on the basketball court, staring at Ning Er.

"College Ning grass, I served it, I really did, I can kneel for you, okay. I can't teach it! Or I'll go to the sports committee to discuss and let you play last, this will not affect Our class results? "

Listening to this, Ning Er clenched his teeth silently, holding the basketball tightly in his arms.

His right index finger scratched the skin, and some blood leaked out, which he accidentally stung when he just fell to the ground. The bleeding was on the inside of his fingers. Jiang Chen didn't notice, and Ning Er didn't want to tell him.

He held the basketball quietly for a while and looked up: "Then I practice shooting myself, Jiang Chen, you can go back."

Jiang Chen hesitated a bit: "You can't do it alone ..."

Ning Er nodded: "Of course I can, just practice shooting and not fight."

This makes sense, and now it's too late, and Jiang Chen has to go home. He patted his **** and got up from the ground, remembering one thing: "Yeah, isn't that transfer student in class 6 saying he wanted to help you with special training? People, why do n’t you see people and come to you after school . "

Ning ears froze, without expression on his face: "I am not very familiar with him, do not ask him to teach me."

Jiang Chen did not know the relationship between Ning Er and Shao Bohan, only if what he said was true. So he waved his hand at Ning Er, and laughed and said, "I'll leave now. Ning Er, it's going to be dark, you should go home earlier, don't practice for too long. It was originally a collective activity, let's Class doesn't ask for first, don't take it seriously. "

Ning Er: "I know."

After Jiang Chen left, Ning Er held the ball to the three-point line, raised the ball with both hands, looked at the basket intently, and aimed at the sight.

boom.

The ball didn't go into the basket, he ran over to pick it up and shot it again.

Yanzhong advocates sunlight education. Except for residential students, only high school seniors are required to take self-study, and high school seniors have no self-study.

It has been an hour out of school, and there are fewer and fewer students on the basketball court. At 7:30 in the evening, a thin and thin teenager shot on the empty playground again and again to pick up the ball.

Shao Bohan sat on the bay window, leaned back against the soft pillow, and lowered his head to play the latest PSP game console. His fingers were crackling on the console, constantly beating the system character. After a "WIN" pattern appeared on the game console screen, he threw the game console boringly onto the sofa, walked up to the kitchen and poured a glass of water to drink.

Grandma Shao happened to go out to take out the garbage and came back. When she saw Shao Bohan drinking water, she said, "I just met Xiao Er downstairs. Xiao Han, didn't you come back with Xiao Er? You didn't come home with Xiao Er yesterday. Together? "

After hearing a few words, Shao Bohan said, after a while, it doesn't matter: "He must have given another math teacher or Chinese teacher to correct the test papers. Why should I wait for him to come home every day? I am very busy. "

Grandma Shao looked at her grandson in surprise. She wanted to say something more. Shao Bohan had turned back to the room and slammed the door shut.

The next morning, Ning Er froze for a long time, and was about to be late before going out to school.

After opening the door, he looked at the opposite with some hesitation and expectation, only to see the empty one on the opposite side.

The man did not lean against the door and said to him, "You are going to be late."

There was a hint of disappointment in Ning Er's eyes, but time was running out, and he hurried to school.

Shao Bohan is really stingy, especially stingy. Ning Er already knew.

When I was young, Ning Er and Shao Bohan did summer homework together, and they wanted to make a handmade newspaper. The two families were close together, so they found a day and sat together to make a newspaper. When I was in school, Ning'er's newspaper was praised by the teacher, and he was sent to the school to participate in the tabloid contest to win the first prize.

I thought things had passed in this way, it was not a big deal.

Unexpectedly, after half a year and that winter vacation, Ning Er originally wanted to make a small tabloid with Shao Bohan, but Shao Bohan looked coldly at him: "I have already done it."

Later, at the beginning of the school, Shao Bohan's newspaper was too beautiful. The teacher said that he seemed to use some PS software and a lot of software that Ning Er had never heard of to design.

When he came home from school together, Shao Bohan proudly looked at Ning Er and raised his chin: "Is my newspaper good-looking?"

Ning Er blinked and looked at him.

Shao Bohan was a little angry, and asked again: "Doesn't it look good?"

Ning Er nodded innocently, "Good-looking, Shao Bohan, you are so good!"

Shao Bohan didn't talk anymore, but when he returned home that day, he was in a very good mood. He also listened to the teacher. Xiaopenyou went home to cross the road holding hands. For the first time, he took Ning Er's hand and walked several roads .

After Shao Bohan disappeared suddenly, Ning Er thought every day whether he had done something to make Shao Bohan angry, and he would leave. When he grew up later, he already knew from his parents that Shao Bohan was suddenly picked up by his parents. He also knew that Shao Bohan's departure had nothing to do with himself.

But at that time he had firmly remembered everything that happened between him and Shao Bohan, and his eyes closed was the feeling that Shao Bohan held his hand. Shao Bohan is like a proud little prince. He is dazzling and clever. He followed Shao Bohan and felt very happy.

During the class, Ning Er remembered something when he was a child and was a little bit distracted.

The chemistry teacher coughed several times on the podium. Jiang Chen quickly stabbed Ning Er, and he turned back.

Jiang Chen whispered, "Did you not practice for too long last night?"

Ning Er shook his head: "It didn't take long." It was only three hours.

Jiang Chen smiled a little, didn't ask again.

At school in the evening, Jiang Chen originally wanted to accompany Ning Er to practice ball. But immediately after school, he received a text message from his mother. He folded his hands and apologized to Ning Er. "My aunt is suddenly giving birth. Ning Er, my mother has already arrived at the school gate. She wants to take me to the hospital . Sorry, I can't accompany you, wait for tomorrow, and I'll be with you tomorrow. "

Ning Er immediately said: "It's okay, you go and see your aunt."

Jiang Chenhuo left in a hurry, Ning Er held the basketball, and another went to the basketball court.

There are only two days left for the senior high school basketball qualifier, and the students from the sixth team stayed for a short meeting. The four great kings stood on the podium and talked about their research strategies. Shao Bohan sat by the window bored and played with his mobile phone casually.

"Our class has won the first place last semester. This time we have no other goals, only the first! Don't be nervous. Our class' strength is obvious to all, and Shao Bohan also came this semester. His skills are very good. We are sure Get the first. "

"The fourth class of Jiang Chen is very strong, third child, please pay attention. If we meet their class by lot during the preliminary round, you and the fourth stare at Jiang Chen."

"Haha, except for Jiang Chen and that Li Xiaotong, the other four teams are all bales. And their class seems to have known that they can't win the championship, saying that they want to participate in the whole class. Even that Ning Er has signed up to play. "

Shao Bohan paused while playing with his mobile phone. He frowned and looked up at his classmates not far away. His lips opened and he still did not speak.

"Don't you say that, even though Ning Er looks like a fragile little white face, it's quite hard. I came to school last night to pick up things and saw that it was more than eight o'clock. He was actually alone on the basketball court. You know him What are you doing? He's practicing shooting! "

boom!

"What did you say? It wasn't Ning Er who came home so late last night because he changed his test papers. He was practicing?"

Shao Bohan had long legs, stepped over a chair, and stepped in front of the talking boy a few times, grabbing his neckline.

The boy didn't even know what he said wrong. Why was Shao Bohan suddenly so angry? He shook his body nervously and said eloquently, "Yeah ... yes. I saw it at eight o'clock last night. He was still practicing at school, but ... but I don't know how long he has practiced, maybe he Did you come to practice at seven? "

Shao Bohan punched the wall, scaring the student. He slowly raised his head, a pair of cold eyes stared at the student quietly, saying verbatim: "He has been practicing football since school, he has never returned home!" After that, Shao Bohan did not even take a bag , Turned and ran out of the classroom door.

When he came to the gate, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the boy just now, sneering: "Ninger is not a small white face, he is very good. Let me hear you say he is a small white face ... you can try."

As soon as the words fell, Shao Bohan dashed off and left Class Six.

When Shao Bohan walked for a few minutes, the boy he reprimanded took a heavy breath and sat on the chair with his butt. He resentfully said, "What does Shao Bohan mean! Is he in our sixth class, scold me for the little white face of the fourth class, is he wrong?"

The boss of the Four Heavenly Kings took a meaningful look at the man, stepped forward, and patted him on the shoulder: "You make sense, I support you to fight with Shao Bohan."

"I ... how could I possibly beat him."

The boss shrugged: "You can't beat Shao Bohan, then Shao Bohan said that Ning Er is very powerful. What qualifications do you have to say that he is a little white face? There are so many homework assignments these days, he can still practice alone in school Three hours. I saw it that day, Shao Bohan helped him sign up for the competition. He didn't want to participate. He is also willing to take responsibility for other people's work and train hard. Can you practice the ball for three hours by yourself? Shut up if you can't. "

The boy wanted to talk again. The boss showed him the biceps brachii on his arm, and he lowered his head silently, whispering: "Well, the little white in the fourth class ... the Ninger in the fourth class, Still pretty good. "

"That's right, haha. Come, let's talk about it again, who played in the first game and who was the substitute?"

Shao Bohan ran all the way from the school building to the playground.

It was already seven o'clock this time, and it was dark, and there were very few people on the playground. Before he approached, he heard a popping sound in the distance. Looking through the big iron gate of the playground, Shao Bohan looked inside, and suddenly saw a thin teenager leaping high, his hands drawn a beautiful arc, a basketball slammed, and dropped into the basketball basket exactly. .

Ning Er didn't rest at all. As soon as the ball hit the ground, he ran up, picked it up, stood at the free throw line, and started shooting.

Shao Bohan clenched his fists and looked quietly for a while.

It was another accurate pitch. This time the basketball accidentally hit the railing and rolled down a bit when it fell. Ninger quickly ran to pick up the ball, but saw the basketball stopped in front of a beautiful pair of black Nike shoes. The owner of the shoe touched the toes lightly, and the basketball hit the ground, jumping into the air, and he caught the basketball with one hand.

Ning Er's body suddenly froze and he looked up.

Shao Bohan held the ball with one hand and watched him speak.

There was no reason for grievance and shame in his heart. Ning Er didn't know what he was wronged, but let Shao Bohan see what he is now, he felt very shameful.

Ning Er clenched his lips, walked forward, grabbed the ball from Shao Bohan's hand, and turned to leave.

Shao Bohan didn't seem to expect Ning Er to be so decisive. He watched Ning Er walk two meters away.

"Little ears."

Ning Er kept walking forward and ignored him.

"Little ears!"

This shouted so loudly that even the students who were playing on a few basketball courts in the distance turned to look this way.

Ning turned her head expressionlessly, opened her mouth, and planned to let the person leave. But he had just turned his head, but saw Shao Bohan holding up his forefinger and middle finger, and placed it on the top of his head like a bunny.

"I'm a bunny ear. Would you like to talk to me?"

"puff."

Ning Er could not help but laughed.

The author has something to say: Shao Bohan: ... my image! For the little ears, don't!

Ning Er: Huh, don't want to ignore you!