Chapter 15: Once weak but strong

A week passed quickly with the preparations of both sides. Wen Liang was in the back row and went to practice with two beauties after school. The days were too much. On the day we made an appointment with Mu Shanshan, just after school, Wen Liang saw Mu Shanshan with Bai Huan, Meng Hao, Honghou, Hou Qiang and others stayed by the flower bed in front of the teaching building, holding hands with each other, looking arrogant and arrogant. I was afraid that others would not know that they were bad people. Seeing Wen Liang come out, they sneered at the same time, as if they could step on Wen Liang hard after a moment - although they did not suffer any losses last time, their face was completely lost, and everyone decided to pay attention. Today, they must earn the lost face back.

The students in Class 3 clearly felt the strange atmosphere shrouded in the air. They stood far away and pointed, but no one dared to stand next to Wen Liang. Although Ren Yi looked worried, he didn't dare to come over.

It was only ten days after school started, and these people were already notorious. Yesterday, it seemed that they beat the son of a deputy director of the Construction Committee, but it was not settled. Qingyi Middle School has many officials. Although the deputy director of the Construction Committee cannot rank, it is still a real-power department. He can't help his son vent his anger. Those who know something immediately understand that Qingyi Middle School is here to sting their heads, and Mushanshan is really not easy to mess with.

Mu Shanshan raised his hand, pointed at Wen Liang's nose twice, then waved his left and right, and turned around and walked towards the small playground. He didn't say a word, but his expressions and actions all showed extreme contempt and insults.

Meng Ke and Ji Susu stood behind the crowd and naturally saw Mushanshan’s provocation. Meng Ke whispered: "Mushanshan is so too much. Wouldn’t Wen Liang say a joke? Why are you reluctant to let go?" She thought Mushanshan was asking for trouble for Wen Liang because she said when she was adjusting her seat, "It's not very good for my reputation."

Ji Su shook his head, and a thoughtful look appeared in his beautiful eyes. "Mushanshan looks reckless, but he is not such a boring person. Maybe they had any holidays before!"

Meng Ke suddenly smiled naughtyly, climbed down Ji Su's ear and played, "Gu Wenyuan has a good relationship with Mu Shanshan, maybe someone is angry..." This sentence is close to the truth.

Ji Su was embarrassed and angry, her ears were a little red. She reached out to pinch the tender flesh on Meng Ke's waist. Meng Ke dodged and fought back. For a moment, the spring was bright and interesting.

Wen Liang turned his head, and the corner of his eyes swept this scene. He was in such a situation. Even the first person he met in the class looked worried. Only Ji Su was still very happy. Although he knew that he could not ask others for anything, his heart suddenly became cold. He smiled on his face, and he bowed to the surroundings with his fists: "Everyone should watch the show as early as possible. If you go late, there is no good seat. Don't blame your brothers for being unfaithful..."

The students in Class 3 laughed loudly, and Meng Ke also laughed. Wen Liang felt as if he was going to eat and drink tea. You know, he was facing a rising star of the No. 1 Middle School.

"I think Wen Liang is not as dirty as you said. Are you having any misunderstandings?" Meng Ke has always had a good impression of Wen Liang.

Ji Su didn't reply, looked at Wen Liang's back, thinking that this boy was really a little different.

When he arrived at the playground, Mu Shanshan and others were waiting in the basketball court. He pointed to the three people around him and said, "This is my team member Shi Chengcai, Guan You, this is my senior brother Lu Qinghua, the referee of this game. Don't say I bully you, Shi Chengcai and Guan You are both classmates from the first grade of No. 1 Middle School. If my grandfather doesn't look for foreign aid, he will still torture you to death."

If it weren't for Ning Xiaoning, the intelligence dealer, Wen Liang would have been deceived by Mu Shanshan's slanderous words. He might have thought Mu Shanshan would be considered open and honest. Now he naturally knows how fake his words are - the first year of high school is good, but he found a half-professional team member and still has the face to speak?

Wen Liang's hands were hanging beside him, still with that calm expression, and he smiled and said, "Speaking swears is of no use except to make yourself more sb."

Mu Shanshan was so angry that he was half-extinguished. The blue veins on his clenched fists burst out. From when, Wen Liang could make him breathless with just one word. Mu Shanshan felt a sense of depression in his chest. If he couldn't vent his anger today, he might really vomit blood. He could beat up the son of the Director of the Construction Committee without blinking, or he could point at Feng Jianjun, the most fierce fighter in No. 1 Middle School, and scold him. But facing Wen Liang now, he was like a virgin who was hiring a prostitute - he had nowhere to start.

"Boy, I hope you play basketball as well as your mouth, otherwise, hum, after today, you will have to call us grandpa when you see us!"

Needless to say, the two monkeys, red monkeys, were sarcastic and sarcastic, and their intentions were very obvious, just to be angry, Wen Liang was confused and performed misjudged. Although they did not think Wen Liang had any level of performance, it did not prevent them from getting angry and having sex.

Wen Liang ignored them. Ignoring such people is the best contempt. However, Bai Huan, who had never spoken next to him, suddenly said: "Wen Liang, do you want to challenge our circle? I'm afraid you will be crushed to pieces!"

This was extremely funny, and Wen Liang could not help but sarcastically said: "But a group of second-generation ancestors pretended to be more like cows than cows, and admired them!"

Bai Huan's face remained unchanged, and a sneer hung on his lips.

While speaking, many people were surrounded by people. Although Mushan Mountain was famous for its reputation, the Chinese people's hobby was the first to be lively. There were many onlookers who didn't watch the bastard. In just one moment, there was no good viewing position around the basketball court. Those who were late could only stand on the steps next to them, which was the so-called audience seat. There were still people coming to hear the news in the distance, and there were endless information about what happened.

Mu Shanshan and the others have changed their clothes, but Wen Liang expected it was the Bulls' uniform. This was the golden age when Jordan showed his unique appearance. What surprised Wen Liang was that Mu Shanshan was as good as Jordan was wearing No. 45.

Wen Liang slowly unbuttoned his top, exposed the uniform inside, and sneered: "Have you heard a word? No. 45 Jordan is not as good as No. 23 Jordan. With this outfit, you just wait and call grandpa."

Wen Liang actually wore the Bulls uniform, but the difference was that he was even more shameless than Mu Shanshan, and he wore No. 23.

Mushanshan is rough and doesn't understand things that are too delicate. He looks at Guan You beside him in confusion. Guan You was a semi-professional person, and Mushanshan passed through No. 45 was his suggestion. He originally wanted not to be too arrogant, but after all, using Mushanshan's level to pass No. 23 was too insulting the ancestor. However, at Mushanshan's strong request, he chose the new number 45 after Jordan's comeback this year. However, he did not expect that the mountain was higher than the mountain, and he was so shameless to pass No. 23. Guan You had no choice but to explain to him in a low voice. Mushanshan vomited blood again and couldn't help but punch the basketball hoop, pointing to Wen Liang and said viciously: "You wait, you wait..."

The second-year high school referee Lu Qinghua, who had a black mole on the corner of his eyebrows, spoke: "Class Wen Liang, where is your teammate? In less than three minutes, you will lose this game."

Shi Chengcai, who had not spoken next to him, snorted coldly: "Don't be too miserable, I can't even find a teammate, right?"

Wen Liang didn't know much about the rules of bullfighting. Anyway, who is so particular about this kind of competition? Ning Xiaoning said, no matter what rules he is, as long as some basic places do not foul, others are casual. Moreover, Wen Liang had no confidence in the referee found by Mushanshan. He was about to sarcastically sarcastically, suddenly a burst of exclamations rang out from the crowd around him, as if tens of thousands of giant drums were beaten at the same time, and huge waves were spread like a sea and tide.

When Wen Liang turned around, he saw a touching scene. Many years later, remembering this moment, what remains deep in his heart are always those two young and beautiful figures and the faint smile on his face.

On the tree-lined path not far away, Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning walked side by side, with long hair tied behind their heads, and swung the rhythm of the walking. A light pink special basketball uniform with moderately tailored set off the girl's beautiful figure. The short shorts were two centimeters above the knee, revealing round and straight slender legs. The white and tender skin seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of red mist under the sunset. The mist was misty and appeared faintly as if it were a god.

A dense crowd automatically scattered a passage. The two women slowly walked by innumerable people, gasping or breathing, came to Wen Liang in unbelievable eyes, standing left and right, with two pretty faces smiling at Wen Liang at the same time.

There is little joy in life and happiness, and I am willing to love my daughter and smile lightly.

At this point in life, what else can we ask for?

Wen Liang looked at Mu Shanshan and others who were stunned, and still had a faint expression on his face that made Mu Shanshan vomit blood, saying, "My teammate is here!"

Countless students who were still holding fantasy looked dark, jealousy, envy, contempt, curiosity, and all kinds of eyes came flooding, locking Wen Liang and the other two firmly in the center of public opinion.

"No way? Xu Yao, Xu Yao!"

"Ning Xiaoning can also help, but you can't accept it!"

"It's so amazing, idol, I think Wen Liang is going to win."

"Ph, okay?"

First, a few people were talking quietly, and then the voice gradually increased, and slowly the entire playground boiled. Even Wen Liang himself did not expect that Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning would cause such a big riot, but seeing Mu Shanshan's face opposite, this feeling was really good.

Ji Su still couldn't resist Meng Ke's soft and hard beating. She forced her to come to the small playground. There was no place to step on the basketball court. The two of them stood on the high steps and looked down at the crowd below. Suddenly, Gu Wenyuan came out of nowhere and squeezed to Ji Su and smiled: "I just went to Class 3 to find you but I didn't expect you to come too. Why? Did you bet and feel a little nervous?"

I have to say that Gu Wenyuan is good at acting and his superior family background cultivates a temperament that is far higher than his peers today. He speaks without being impatient, humorous and humorous, and looks elegant. I don’t know how many young girls he has fascinated. But he is not rude to others, but he is willing to Ji Su but never force him. He is always polite, and he is in a tolerant range, whether he is entangled or contacted. No one can easily ignore such a person.

What's more, although Gu Wenyuan is hypocritical and harsh in words to those who offend him, no one dares to spread it to Ji Su. Meng Ke has vaguely heard of it and told Ji Su, but how could he knock down the impression he had left on Ji Su like this?

So, although Ji Su had no feelings for him, he thought it was good to be a friend, and he did not deliberately stay away or get close to him. Everything was taken as it should and maintained a slightly closer relationship than ordinary classmates. He heard him joking, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, so you made a bet, right? Classmate Gu, I finally found a flaw in you."

Gu Wenyuan laughed and was about to speak when he heard a huge sound from the crowd below. When he turned around, his face turned ashen!

There was a tide of people, but he could see the tall and slender Ning Xiaoning standing next to Wen Liang, her delicate face full of smiles!

He had never seen such a smile before, nor had he ever thought that one day the cold Ning Xiaoning would have such a smile!

"Look at it, Xu Yao from Class 1, Ning Xiaoning from Class 7." Meng Ke pulled Ji Su and jumped to the two girls who looked like elf, with his face full of amazement and unconcealed appreciation.

Meng Ke’s cuteness lies in the fact that she does not have the little thoughts of ordinary girls. She likes what she should like, praises what she should praise, and will not be jealous just because the other person is more beautiful, nor will she look down on herself because the other person is beautiful. She knows her strengths and weaknesses, is not proud, and does not underestimate herself. Meng Ke’s personality is a very important reason to be able to become a friend of a beautiful girl like Ji Su.

Ji Su first noticed the expression on Gu Wenyuan's face, and then saw Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning standing beside Wen Liang. She naturally knew that the boring people in the grade compared themselves with these two girls. Although they had different personalities and temperaments, they were undoubtedly the three people who were most attracted by the little Qingyi Middle School.

And now, there are two ordinary boys standing next to Wen Liang, one left and one right, which should have been abrupt. At this moment, under the cover of the blue sky and white clouds, the cicadas and birds roaring in the forest shadows, which actually gives people a very harmonious sense of picture.

Ji Su smiled. What does this have to do with her? She whispered: "Student Gu, maybe you should go there!"

Gu Wenyuan knew that Ji Su Ling was extremely beautiful, and must have seen something from his expression, but now he didn't care much about it. In any case, Ning Xiaoning appeared here and stomped on his face. No, this was not a slap in the face, it was throwing his stripped legs between a group of gay men, and raising his butt and being humiliated like a chrysanthemum. He could imagine that Mu Shanshan, including other insiders, must have had a wonderful expression on his face at this moment, and maybe they were laughing at the cuckold on his head!

"Su Su, I'll come when I go. It's okay, don't be too careful." After saying that, she left without hesitation in Meng Ke's surprised gaze!

"Hmph, men are not good things!" Meng Ke muttered dissatisfied. Although she didn't like Gu Wenyuan tangling around Ji Su, she shook her hands and ran away when she saw other beauties, and the clay man was so angry that he was so angry.

Ji Su laughed and said, "Where do you fuck me about the grudges and hatreds of others? Menger, I just think Gu Wenyuan is a classmate, and there is nothing else, don't worry."

Meng Ke hugged Ji Su's slender waist and shouted: "Good Susu, kiss me."
Chapter completed!