In the crowded playground, the autumn wind blows up the fallen leaves.

It seems to be blurring the vision of many people.

Beside the flag-raising platform, Fang Nian, who was watched by many eyes, sighed in his heart and said: "Thank you for your hard work."

During the more than a month at school, the two of them had little interaction.

Fang Nian didn't expect Zou Xuan to come here.

Comparatively speaking, Fang Nian was once more familiar with Zou Xuan than Liuyang and Lin Yucong.

So Fang Nian can understand Zou Xuan's somewhat nervous heart.

Probably out of a mentality similar to worship.

If Fang Nian had not intervened at the beginning of the school year, Zou Xuan would have dated Chen Yao, but she had never mentioned it to Fang Nian before.

For ruffian boys like Chen Yao, Fang Nian's impression of Zou Xuan was that he liked him better...

Hearing this, Zou Xuan waved her hands quickly, raised her head and glanced at Fang Nian, then quickly lowered her head: "It's not hard."

He spoke in a low voice and seemed a little timid.

Naturally, she felt the gaze and felt a little uneasy.

Fang Nian touched the pocket of his pants and found it was empty, so he made a gesture: "Come and see me during evening study."

"I'll give you the money."

Zou Xuan originally had a smile on her slightly flushed face, but when she heard the second part, she suddenly said, "What are you doing!"

"It's me! I'll buy you a drink!"

Specially emphasize the tone.

Fang Nian sighed and said, "I'm afraid you'll be hungry."

Red Bull sells for six yuan a bottle at the school snack shop.

This bag of 10 bottles costs 60 yuan.

We are all from rural areas, and our living expenses are about four to five hundred yuan per month. It is more than one-tenth less than that, and we can't feel sorry for ourselves every year.

"That's it."

Before Zou Xuan could think about it, Fang Nian had already walked away.

So Zou Xuan stood with her little sisters, occasionally raising her head to glance at the playground, and mostly chatting with her head down...

...Fang Nian saw Li Annan and others drinking Red Bull and winking.

"Lao Fang, you're not here to play basketball, are you?"

Li Annan said with a smile.

"I didn't say it, I just heard everyone commenting like this."

Fang Nian rolled his eyes: "Don't say it's possible. Give me a chance in the next quarter. I want to dominate the whole game. This is my only chance to participate in a basketball game."

Li Annan quickly waved his hand: "A Cheng, we will give Lao Fang a chance in the next quarter."

"Make sure he shows off enough."

Wang Cheng smiled and nodded: "No problem, we'll take care of it!"

"For the sake of Red Bull, I also support it." Li Jun also laughed.

As the saying goes, if someone is short of hand, it is short of mouth to eat.

With a little cooperation, of course there will be no problem.

Fang Nian smiled: "Thank you."

"I'll treat you to a drink of Nutrition Express later."

Li Annan took a sip of Red Bull, deliberately smashed his mouth and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "I'm afraid you won't have to pay for it later."

Wang Cheng and Li Jun also raised their eyebrows, and the smiles on their faces suddenly became heart-warming.

Fang Nian immediately glared at Li Annan: "Don't be so cunning."

Of course he knew who Annan Lee was referring to.

Liuyang and Zou Xuan were doing the first and fifteenth day of the junior high school. The more daring Lin Yucong might decide what else to do!

Fang Nian doesn't understand. According to his understanding, shouldn't girls in this period like cool and unsmiling boys?

He doesn't know how to be cool or stern, but he always has a smile on his face.

He doesn't play basketball well enough either.

Even if I want to show off my cool moves, I don’t have much chance.

It also particularly tests the muscles at that time.

Unfortunately, outside the stadium, besides Liu Yang and Lin Yucong who organized and shouted cheers, there were other girls who were also cheering.

Judging from the performance in the first quarter, Fang Nian, who has been a spectator before, feels that Li Annan should be more popular.

A strong young man, his skin looks yellowed by the sun...

There is an aura that dominates the entire scene...

Cool crew cut...

All these are obviously very popular with little girls,

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The two-minute break passed by in a flash.

After the start of the second quarter, Li Annan and Wang Cheng really fed Fang Nian a lot of balls.

Unfortunately, the basketball players of Class 176 seemed to have eaten explosives.

As soon as Fang Nian got the ball, everyone gathered around him.

As a result, several of Fang Nian's normal shots were blocked.

He was even interrupted for a handsome three-step layup.

This is an operation that Fang Nian has been planning for a long time.

"Hahaha……"

"Look, it's blocked again. It's beautiful!"

"It was a very bad fight!"

"It's so ridiculous to me. I'm surrounded by people whenever I get the ball. This must have aroused public outrage."

"Who makes him look like a playboy!"

"..."

The boys in the crowd of onlookers chattered.

But even so, the voices cheering for Fang Nian were still the loudest, especially the more and more girls led by Lin Yucong.

It once drowned out other sounds in the entire playground.

After all, the eldest sister of No. 8 Middle School has quite a lot of appeal.

Fang Nian felt a little regretful. Of course he knew that he was being targeted.

When I started running with Li Annan, I said with emotion: "You should hurry up and get points."

"There's always a chance."

then.

Fang Nian was looking forward to dominating the entire audience, detonating the entire audience, putting on a show, and all these things...

None happened.

Moreover, whenever he touches a basketball, he will be very embarrassed.

This triggered bursts of ridicule from the boys who were watching.

It is actually visible to the naked eye that there are more girls.

Probably because of Lin Yucong's appeal, most of them came to see people, and most of them came to see Fang Nian.

In a basketball game involving ten people, Fang Nian seemed to stand out from the crowd.

At about the same time, the teacher who acted as the referee blew the whistle: "Five minutes for halftime."

"..."

There was supposed to be a ten-minute break, but the time was compressed.

Although Fang Nian felt a little uncomfortable being besieged in this quarter, Class 174 was still leading the score.
To be continued...