Little Love Song

Yanzhong High School has a total of 26 classes, which are divided into one and two by grade. The first 13 classes belong to one class. Among them, the seventh class is not high in basketball, but there are no obvious shortcomings, which is comparable to the fourth class.

Thirteen basketball courts are open at the same time, and thirteen matches begin at the same time.

The fourth class adhered to the principle of "Everyone plays, and the focus is on participation." Ning Er was placed in the first team to play. He was wearing a simple T-shirt, and for the first time participated in such a formal competition occasion, the breeze breeze blew gently. He stood nervously at the end of the fourth team and entered the field silently.

Jiang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand from the side, patted his shoulder, and grinned his teeth: "I'm here, follow me."

Ning Er nodded.

On the entire basketball court, the two sides are evenly matched and evenly matched. You get two points, I get one point, and the game is stuck.

When Ninger came off the field, the fourth class scored 29 points and the seventh class scored 27 points, which could not open the gap at all. He and the other boys stared nervously at the stadium. Everyone was heartbroken when they saw an accidental concealment. Everyone cheered when they saw a teammate get the ball and make a layup.

Perhaps it was because of the good mentality that the fourth class played exceptionally this time. At first, the seventh class could still parry it. Later, their momentum was completely suppressed by the fourth class. In the second half, the four strongest teams came on the field, winning the ball again and again, pulling the score difference to more than twenty. For non-professional high school students, this gap is almost impossible to exceed, and the winning class of the fourth class is nailed.

Ning Er quickly handed bottle of water to Jiang Chen and the game continued.

At this moment, a shout of cheers came from the basketball court not far away, attracting everyone's attention.

"The first six classes are incomparable; the King is here again, and he is invincible!"

"Shao Bohan! Come on! Shao Bohan! Come on!"

"Shao Bohan !!!"

The results of Class 4 have been determined. Many students heard that the basketball courts of Classes 6 and 2 were so lively, and they stretched their necks eagerly to see the specific situation. Ning Er's heart moved slightly, and before he could react, Jiang Chen popped out of nowhere, grabbed his arm and pulled him, and walked towards the sixth shift.

Ning Er froze, "Why don't you fight?"

Jiang Chen waved his hand: "Our class wins, what else do I play, so that other people can also play. Let's go, the second class' basketball level is also very good, but better than our class. Last semester, they and Liu Classes compete for the championship. This time they met Class 6 in the preliminary round. Let's see how they are doing. "

Ning Er had long wanted to go to the game and was so pulled by Jiang Chen that he took the initiative to move forward.

The two crossed the cheerleaders of the fourth class, walked two more basketball courts, and in the distance saw a group of people surrounded by a basketball court, blocking the basketball court.

Jiang Chen is tall and strong, and by virtue of his size, he brings Ning'er into the crowd.

Ning Er is actually not short, but most of the crowds who watch the six games are boys. Girls ca n’t squeeze in. He is not tall among them. After finally pushing in with Jiang Chen, before Ning Er looked up, there was an almost screaming voice in his ear: "Ah, Shao Bohan !!!"

Ning Er looked up.

A white figure resembled lightning, quickly slaps a black basketball in his hand, opened the bow left and right, a fake action, slender legs stared at the ground, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, avoiding three intercepting players. He leapt over the sky, dunked with one hand, and only heard a loud bang, the basketball steadily hit the basket.

Ning Er's heart trembled violently for a moment.

The girls in class six yelled "Shao Bohan" frantically. Shao Bohan, wearing a white basketball uniform, calmly walked down to the basket and walked to his teammates. The black sports headband on his forehead fixed the sweaty hair firmly, making the face even more handsome.

Ning Er looked at it calmly.

Jiang Chen said with emotion: "Well, who has played six shifts. There are 15 minutes left. Their class is fifty minutes faster than the second shift. Is this still human! Terrible, terrible Your old classmate is so special too, isn't it? I couldn't do that dunk just now, I took it. "

Ning Er looked back, he looked at the stadium again, and found that Shao Bohan had already taken the six big four kings, a fierce three-pointer, and officially pulled the score to 52.

In the finals of the basketball league last semester, Class 6 also won Class 2 with an overwhelming advantage, but in the end they won more than 20 points. What, like now, suddenly won more than 50 points, which is anti-human to high school students.

In these two games, both teams sent their best players to play, the only variable was Shao Bohan.

Therefore, it was him who pulled the score to such a terrible gap.

Most of the girls in Class 6 were calling Shao Bohan's name, and the people in their mouth did not disappoint them. Even the cheerleaders of the second class later confessed their fate. Ning Er heard that there were two girls in the second class whispering.

"The sixth class of Shao Bohan is too handsome, much more handsome than the boys in our class."

"Will I be assigned a class with him next semester. He should choose materialization, and I definitely choose materialization. In the past year, there were about nine materialization classes, with a probability of one in nine ... ah Ah! "

Suddenly, Ning Er realized that there was still one month left to take the final exam. The next semester was the second year of high school, and they wanted to take a liberal arts class.

He has a poor liberal arts and will definitely choose materialization, but what about Shao Bohan?

Jiang Chen stared at the stadium, trying hard to see every move of Shao Bohan and the four heavenly kings. Suddenly someone walked through the crowd and found Jiang Chen and Ning'er. The two looked back. The other was so anxious that they cried: "Jiang Chen, go back, the seventh class is going to overtake, and hurry up!"

The two were shocked. Jiang Chen hurried back to the game without saying a word, and joined the game directly.

Probably because there was a gap of twenty, the fourth class relaxed their vigilance, and for the moment, the seventh class scored two goals in succession, and morale returned. They sang along all the way, and menacingly tied the score. Ning Er stood by the side of the field and looked far away, surprised to find that there were only three points left!

There are still five minutes left in the game, and these three points are too good to tie.

The cheerleaders of Class 4 shouted slogans loudly, and Jiang Chen led the students to grab the ball continuously.

At the moment when the final whistle sounded, the students in Class 7 sat on the ground desperately, and Jiang Chen and others sat on the floor tiredly. The difference between the two sides was only two points, and Class 4 overtook Class 7.

After the game, it's time for Wenxiang nephrite.

The cheerleader girls hurriedly delivered water to the boys. Ning Er wanted to go back and look at the results of the sixth class. Before turning, he heard a sweet female voice sounding beside him: "Ning Er?"

Ning Er turned to look.

Today is a basketball league. In order to unify clothing, girls in each class mostly wear school uniforms, cheering for the boys in this class.

The girl was wearing Yan Zhong's unique red plaid skirt and white shirt, pierced a tall pony tail, and looked up at Ning Er. She was very sweet. When she laughed, she had a sweet little pear vortex. Her eyes were bright and she said softly, "I'm Liu Xiaomeng. Do you remember me, our elementary school is a classmate."

Ning Er remembered what he and Shao Bohan had said before school last night.

He nodded: "Remember, we played a stage play together in elementary school, and you acted as a princess." Shao Bohan also hugged you.

Liu Xiaomeng said: "Yes, you play the little bunny who helped me. Today ... Today our class is playing against your class. You play well, and I secretly cheered you on."

Ning Er's heart was suddenly choked.

What does this elementary school student mean? He knows how bad he plays. In the fifteen minutes he played, he didn't score a goal and did nothing. He ran for fifteen minutes on the court. Why did Liu Xiaomeng say that he played well?

After hearing Ning Er's reply for a long time, Liu Xiaomeng squeezed his fingers nervously and thought hard about the topic. Suddenly, she thought, "By the way, I heard that Shao Bohan returned to Yancheng and transferred to Class 6. I remember that you had a good relationship with Shao Bohan when you were young. Do you still have a connection now?"

Ning Er suddenly came to understand: finding him is a fake, this is to be close to Shao Bohan!

On the course of the sixth class, Shao Bohan casually took the water from the cheerleader, drank half of it, poured the water all over his head, and shook his hair.

He looked around and found no figure of Ning Er, and unhappyly pursed his lips.

Shao Bohan bowed his head to the cheerleader of class six and asked, "Who won class four and seven?"

The girl blushed a little bit shyly: "Yes ... it was the fourth class that won."

Shao Bohan nodded unequivocally, the next moment, he walked towards the direction of the fourth shift.

Shao Bohan was famous in Yanzhong because of his transfer student status. This basketball game made him known all year round. In addition, he is handsome and tall. When walking past other classes, from time to time someone secretly looks at him and discusses softly.

As if he didn't hear these crickets, he walked straight to the stadium of the fourth squad, glancing around at the tall man.

At this point, Shao Bohan suddenly froze, and the smile on his face completely disappeared.

He stared at the girl standing in front of Ning Er, seeing the girl's shameful expression, Shao Bohan crunched the empty plastic bottle in his hand and twisted it. in.

Ning Er was thinking how to tell Shao Bohan about Liu Xiaomeng, and if the other party asked him to contact Shao Bohan, how should he answer. Before he thought about it, suddenly, his arm was pulled backwards, and the whole man slammed into the strong chest of the incoming person.

Ning Er looked up.

Shao Bohan raised a handsome eyebrow: "Little ears, it's time to go home. What are you eating tonight?"

It didn't seem to see the pretty girls standing opposite.

The author has something to say: Ning Er: I know that the little princess is still thinking about her little prince!

Shao Bohan: So angry! Who is this girl! (╬▔ ▔)! !! !!

Liu Xiaomeng: You elm head, you elm head, oh!