My Green Plums Are Super Sweet

Chapter 4 The male **** Ye Xichen!

 The heroic young man came on the court. When the referee teacher raised the basketball and prepared to blow the whistle, everyone in the audience was focused.

As soon as the whistle sounded, a figure as fast as lightning surpassed everyone to seize the opportunity. He dribbled the ball very accurately to avoid the opponent's snatching.

At the critical moment, Ye Xichen glanced at someone and saw Ye Weiwei not far away, raising his hands in front of his mouth and shouting "Brother, come on". At that moment, his cold heart softened instantly.

He stared at the basketball hoop with a burning gaze, jumped up from the ground, and threw the basketball with very accurate posture.

The thin lips were slightly pursed and raised, revealing a gaze that was determined to win.

 Everyone held their breath, and the next second...

"ah!!"

 People watching the football match stood up and applauded.

 “Young Master Ye is the most handsome!”

 “The number one male god!”

 “The number one male god!”

The competition is getting more and more fierce, and all the players on the basketball court are in high spirits, but every time, the team led by Ye Xichen wins consecutively.

All the students participating in the basketball game were sweating profusely. Only Ye Xichen stood on the three-point line and raised his head slightly.

The sunlight above his head naturally shone on his body at an angle, coating his whole body with a layer of golden light and shadow, as if he was independent from the world.

Including Ye Weiyi, who was used to seeing Ye Xichen in all his ways, they were fascinated by the handsome posture and stared at him.

Ye Xichen has only shown a sincere smile to one person, but as soon as his smile appeared, his expression suddenly changed in the next second.

 He put down the basketball in his hand and disappeared from the basketball court in an instant.

 “Ah, you stepped on me!”

 “Why are you squeezing!”

Different voices from all over the place sounded in surprise.

Those nymphomaniacs who were rushing to hand towels and water to the male **** swarmed up. The unsuspecting Ye Weiwei was drowned in the crowd. Who knew who suddenly bumped into him, knocking Ye Weiwei to the ground, who had just turned around and had not yet regained his footing. The silver bells on the table made a gentle sound.

Ye Xichen pushed aside the crowd and accurately grabbed Ye Weiwei's hand with her voice, lifted her body up and hugged her directly.

 “Oh my God…”

The boys and girls who were standing nearby all backed away, wondering what to do with their faces. There was a look of horror on their faces, "What to do? Why did Ye Weiyi fall down?"

 Everyone was wailing in their hearts.

 They actually injured Ye Wei in the crowd, these are dead!

Ye Xichen hugged Ye Weiwei, his dark eyes swept over everyone, and his cold voice was like a biting wind, "No one standing here today is allowed to leave!"

 Of course there are dishonest people who want to escape.

But Ye Xichen's good brother Nangong Luo was waiting for a baby-faced man with a bright smile to stand up and surround them with a bunch of younger brothers.

“I’m sorry, classmates, since our Master Ye has spoken, please cooperate with us.”

　　　…” Everyone was silent and buried their heads lower.

This is not "please cooperate", but must be followed!

 Their family background is not as good as that of the Ye family, and their prestige is not as high as that of Ye Xichen.

　　——

Ye only suffered a little scratch, and the traces of red blood on the thin-skinned and tender palm looked particularly serious.

Sent to the school infirmary for disinfection and dressing, Ye Xichen did everything himself.

Until the end, Ye Xichen confirmed that her wounds had been cleaned, then he carried her to a cushioned chair and sat on it. Then he stared at Ye Weiwei with a cold expression and said, "Little Lingdang, you are so naughty."

Ye Weiyi bit her mouth pitifully, "Brother, I didn't mean it."

 She didn't mean to get hurt.

 “If you allow yourself to get hurt, you should be punished.”

 “No hitting in school!” Ye’s only first reaction was to cover the little PP.

Ye Xichen pressed the chair support with both hands, leaned forward, and naturally raised his lips, "Oh?"

 (End of this chapter)