As the end of the period approached, the middle school held a basketball game.

Class 2 and Class 3, which had been together before, were already ready to try and try, and wanted to hit each other.

After Ming Xing finished correcting the job, Jiang Beibei and the others pulled him downstairs to watch the basketball game.

This game was exactly the second class versus third class.

In fact, Class 3 is at a disadvantage, or in other words, it is a situation where it is destined to lose.

But the students from each class on both sides were full of gatherings, cheering for the class, cheering one after another, and it was very lively.

Jiang Beibei sat on the playground steps, watching with relish.

"Although they are very powerful, they are very similar to playing house."

Jiang Beibei smiled so hard that he was so wonderful when he thought of the college basketball game.

There are not many kids in this group. When they form a basketball team, half of them are forced to get people from the class to make up the numbers, and they don’t know a single one.

I only know that I can hit the ball in the basket and miss the shots. Sometimes it becomes chaotic and completely random shots.

"Ming Xing, Feng Yu in your class seems to have been much more restrained recently. How can you shock him?"

Jiang Beibei looked at Feng Yu on the basketball court, and the topic suddenly touched him, "Tell us about experience."

"He is not afraid of me." Ming Xing paused and explained: "But he is afraid of others."

"Others?" Jiang Beibei asked in confusion, "Who are the others?"

"A very fierce person." Ming Xing replied softly.

As he was talking, a burst of extremely enthusiastic cheers came from the basketball court.

Everyone was restless.

When they heard the sound, they couldn't help looking over there curiously.

As they chatted, there was one more person on the basketball court at some point.

??New Year was wearing a white jersey, running with the ball in one hand, and laughing too recklessly.

Once the ball reaches his hand, no one else can touch it.

??Nian ran around and looked around, and saw something, looking at the teaching building, and at the same time, he waved his hands, and the smile on the corners of his lips became stronger.

Then he leaped gently.

Another three-pointer.

It is so far away that people's faces cannot be seen clearly, but only their agile and agile figure, and every move touches people's sight.

It completely beat the little kids on the field.

People should look very good.

Even in a vague way, I feel that it is beautiful and exquisite eyebrows.

Boring, one-sided crushing?? Boring.

A basketball game ended in a hurry. Nian stood in the middle of the basketball court, threw the ball casually, and said proudly: "I won."

Feng Yu leaned over like a dog-legged and flattered him: "Brother, you are so awesome!"

The sun was just right at noon, passing through the leaves and falling on the playground, the mottled and fine. The year looked up and looked at only one place.

"Why do I think he is looking at us?" Jiang Beibei looked around in confusion, and then met Nian's smile, and subconsciously, his cheeks were slightly red.

She thought to herself that the sun must be too strong and the sun was sunny.

There are still such people in a middle school class, and they have never heard of them.

Ming Xing turned his eyes away, lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt a little panicked.

At this moment, the class bell rang.

"Let's go." Ming Xing stood up, "The competition is over, I have to go back to study this class."

Jiang Beibei is still a little reluctant to let go.

"This is not a student in the school, right?" She looked over and couldn't help but mutter.

Ming Xing did not look back and walked straight towards the teaching building.

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In the afternoon, only Ming Xing was still in the office.

The students were having fun today and couldn't finish classes in the afternoon, so they simply changed their self-study.

If you still want to play basketball, you can play, and if you want to review, you will review in the classroom.

The noise of students came from outside.

Several girls in the third year of junior high school were lying on the railings in the corridor chatting.

"You didn't go to the basketball game? Is it a loss. There is a huge handsome guy, a huge handsome guy."

"It's so far away, I just threw the ball in and it's so cool."

"Impossible, our school is so big, we can't even know that we are handsome."

They are all crooked and a little bit handsome, and they are even more famous in school.

"No, it's definitely not from our school. It seems like I'm a high school student."

"We are in the town. Now we are back from the holiday after the senior high school entrance examination."

"Oh? Then I'd have known that I'd gone out to see it."

I thought there was something good about a basketball game. That group of people didn't see enough of them, and who didn't know what level they were.

If you had known that there were such a powerful foreign aid, you would have to feast your eyes no matter what you said.

It was quiet outside for a while.

Then there was a sudden turmoil.

"Yes, yes, it's him."

"Oh my God, there are people in our town? I'm not Vision anymore, right?"

"Where is he going? Why do he look like he is going to the teacher's office?"

"Oh, I've gone to the office."

Ming Xing listened, and suddenly stopped his hand movements. When he looked up, he saw Cheng Fang walking in from the door.

Sweat was still hanging on his cheeks, his collar was slightly wet, and he walked in through the door with a cold expression and no emotion was seen.

Before Ming Xing could react, he had already sat down next to her.

Ming Xing turned around, his face was so close.

Her breathing stopped for a moment, pursing the corners of her lips, and forgot to blink her eyes.

"Aren't you writing the test paper at home?" Ming Xing bit the corner of her lip, feeling that she couldn't breathe, but she didn't dare to move.

"Feng Yu said, let me hold on to him." Cheng Fang said and laughed.

He is pretty, a man with a strong look, and when he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are wild.

Ming Xing turned his hand down, unconsciously grabbing his clothes.

“Is it more important to support the game than to study?”

He gave him today's study task when he went out in the morning, and he agreed.

As a result, he was not obedient at all.

As expected, her words didn't work.

"No." Cheng Fang shook his head and smiled again: "But he is your student."

"I'm going to support your class."

She is not that childish, so there is no need.

Basketball games are all about kids. It doesn’t matter if you lose or win or lose, and it’s not a shame.

Seeing that Mingxing seemed to be a little unavailable, Cheng Fang felt that she was so cute.

He deliberately approached her and asked her, "Did you see it when I was playing basketball?"

"Is it a good fight?"

When Cheng Jian was in high school in the county, he participated in a municipal basketball game. Although he was a bad guy, even girls from the other school cheered him on during the game.

He knew that Ming Xing might not like him, but if he knew that he was good-looking, he would be extremely happy to see her twice.

"Teacher Ming shouldn't have I? Ah, I'll learn even if I go back and stay up late."

Cheng Fang probably felt that Ming Xing didn't seem to be willing to pay attention to him, so he quickly made up for it.

At this time someone knocked on the door outside.
To be continued...