The atmosphere on the sidelines was too heated, especially among the little girls, who kept saying "Ruan Ruan is so handsome, sister loves you" so the instructor simply blew the whistle again and made a rare joke: "Disband where you are and take a ten-minute break. Let our classmate Ruan Mian feel the sister's love!"
Ruan Mian: “…………”
Then there is no need for this...
After hearing the instructor's words, the little girls became even more excited.
Just as Ruan Mian was about to leave the court, the instructor patted him on the shoulder and praised him generously, "Little classmate, you played basketball really well, especially that last shot. If it were played in a formal game, it would definitely be a highlight replay!"
"It's just so-so," Ruan Mian smiled with curved eyebrows, raised his hand to smooth his bangs which were slightly damp from sweating, and couldn't help but said like a peacock, "In fact, that's just the normal operation of us cool guys."
The instructor was amused. He laughed twice, then turned his head to look at Zhao Qun who had just PKed with Ruan Mian, and asked with a straight face, "Do you still feel dissatisfied now?"
Zhao Qun lowered his head, shook his head, and said repeatedly: "I am convinced, very convinced, I am really convinced now!"
"Then Ruan Mian will be the flag bearer," the instructor asked again, "Do you have any other opinions?"
Zhao Qun continued to shake his head, "No, absolutely gone."
"Now that you've given in, I have no objection," the instructor's tone became more serious. "Shouldn't you apologize to Ruan Mian?"
Zhao Qun finally raised his head, looked at the instructor, and then turned to look at Ruan Mian.
He moved his lips and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ruan Mian.
"You don't need to apologize." Ruan Mian was obviously about the same height as Zhao Qun, but he looked quite arrogant when he had a stern face and looked down at people. "What you said before did offend me, but I... I also fought back, so I don't need your apology. But I hope you'd better use your brain before speaking in the future. After all, not every cool guy is as generous as me."
Zhao Qun: “…………”
The instructor probably thought Ruan Mian’s speech was very interesting, so he held back his laughter and went to rest.
Ruan Mian didn't plan to talk to Zhao Qun anymore, but he didn't expect the other party to stop him: "Well... Ruan Mian, I have something else to ask you."
Ruan Mian stopped and looked at him with a very cold attitude: "What?"
But when he stopped the person, Zhao Qun looked as if he couldn't say anything, and after hesitating for a long time, he couldn't explain the reason.
Ruan Mian was getting impatient and couldn't help but retort to him: "If you are constipated, go find the toilet. What's the point of calling me?"
"No, no, no," Zhao Qun was afraid that Ruan Mian would really leave, so he quickly reached out to stop him and said everything in one go, "I admit that I was wrong before, but I also had my reasons! I fell in love with that girl since the first day of military training, and I wanted to protect the flag with her, so I did whatever it took! Ruan Mian, you... since you have forgiven me so generously, can you be more generous and just let me be the flag bearer?"
Now Ruan Mian was stunned.
He didn't expect that Zhao Qun would be so arrogant and actually open a dyeing factory with just some paint.
In fact, if Zhao Qun had not directly and openly insulted him at the beginning, but had discussed it with him privately, Ruan Mian would most likely have agreed.
He was just a flag bearer, and he originally just thought it was cool, and he didn't really have any obsession with it. Besides, if he could really bring together a couple, that would be a good thing.
But the situation now is different.
Ruan Mian does not have a saintly mentality, and does not want to be magnanimous to such shameless people who insult him again and again.
He sneered, then suddenly pointed at the sun in the sky and asked Zhao Qun: "Do you think the sun is big today?"
Zhao Qun didn't react for a moment. Why did Ruan Mian suddenly talk about the sun? But he still answered blankly: "Big, quite big."
September is a rare dry season in Haicheng, and the sun is shining brightly almost every day.
Ruan Mian smiled again, looked at Zhao Qun, and slowly said the second half of the sentence: "No matter how big the sun is, it is not as big as your face!"
After saying this, Ruan Mian didn't even look at Zhao Qun, and turned to walk to the sidelines.
The little girls on the sidelines had not yet dispersed, and some of them were holding unopened drinks in their hands, ready to pass them to Ruan Mian.
But there was a large hand with distinct bones that was one step faster than all of them.
Bo Yan unscrewed a bottle of cold brew tea with one hand and handed it to Ruan Mian, with a natural look on his face, "Brother Ku, thank you for your hard work."
Ruan Mian took it, said "thank you", tilted his head back and drank half the bottle in one gulp.
He drank too quickly, and some tea flowed out of the bottle, slid across his small chin, and spread down his slender neck.
Ruan Mian's skin was originally fair, and now it was stained with tea, and it seemed to glow golden under the sunlight.
Charming and full of temptation.
Bo Yan's Adam's apple rolled slowly. He suddenly raised his hand, bent his fingers, and rubbed Ruan Mian's neck lightly with his knuckles.
Rubbed off a few crystal water droplets.
Ruan Mian's movement of twisting the bottle cap suddenly froze. He took a big step back, raised his head and glared at Bo Yan fiercely: "What are you doing!"
Bo Yan took his hand back, his expression not unnatural at all, and said slowly: "It's nothing, I just saw the tea flowing down to your neck, and I was afraid that it would stain your clothes if it went down further."
This answer is impeccable.
Ruan Mian curled his lips, and felt that it was too uncool to be left speechless every time by Bo Yan's words, so he paused for two seconds, frowned, and deliberately pretended to be disgusted, "Then...then don't you have a mouth! You said I can wipe it myself, don't always do it directly, who knows if there is poison on your fingers!"
Bo Yan couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips. He lowered his head to look into Ruan Mian's eyes and asked, "How could there be poison on my finger?"
"Then... who knows!" Facing Bo Yan's pair of light eyes, Ruan Mian's confidence inexplicably weakened. He turned his eyes away and muttered to himself, "The place where your fingers touched just now still feels numb, just like an electric shock!"
Bo Yan's breathing suddenly stopped.
If he didn't know too well what kind of person Ruan Mian was, he would probably think that what Ruan Mian said was an intentional seduction.
The weather was still very hot, and Ruan Mian had already sweated a lot after playing basketball for twenty minutes.
He held the drink bottle in one hand and subconsciously grabbed the hem of his hospital gown with the other hand, lifted it up and put it in his mouth to dissipate heat.
The fair and white waist was once again exposed to the sun.
The girls gathered nearby once again made the sound of groundhogs. Bo Yan's eyes darkened and his tone suddenly turned cold, "Put on your clothes."
Perhaps it was because his tone was too cold, and even carried an invisible oppression. Ruan Mian was stunned for a moment, and actually listened to his words subconsciously. His teeth loosened, and the hem of his clothes fell down again.
But within a second, Ruan Mian came to his senses again, feeling that the cool guy had lost all his face, and shouted fiercely at Bo Yan: "What do you care!"
But who knew that Bo Yan's answer was well-reasoned: "Last time I took off my clothes in the dormitory, you said I was a hooligan, so now you are doing this on the playground, isn't that also a hooligan?"
Ruan Mian choked again. Before he could come up with a rebuttal, Bo Yan added lightly, "Aren't you a cool guy? A cool guy can't be so hypocritical."
Very good, Ruan Mian's vital point was pinched accurately again, and he was completely defeated.
Tsk, you are not allowed to lift my clothes? If you don’t want to lift them, then don’t lift them!
The break was too short. Zhang Tao and Gu Mengping went to the bathroom and before they had time to praise Ruan Mian any more, the instructor blew the whistle again.
After the assembly, the instructor began to select the flag bearer.
As Ruan Mian expected, the flag bearer was chosen directly from the first row.
And it was no surprise that the instructor took a liking to Bo Yan at first sight.
Whether in terms of height, figure, appearance or temperament, Bo Yan is well-deserved and the best candidate to serve as the face of their entire academy.
But Ruan Mian didn't think Bo Yan would agree. After all, Bo Yan seemed indifferent to everything and didn't seem like someone who liked to be in the spotlight.
However, the next second, Ruan Mian heard Bo Yan's answer: "Thank you, instructor. I am happy to do so."
Ruan Mian: “?”
After the flag bearer and flag guard were decided, a new instructor came and was responsible for training the three of them. The training mainly involved marching in step, and Bo Yan also had to practice carrying and waving the flag.
On the way to the new training ground, Ruan Mian couldn't help but whisper to Bo Yan: "Why...why do you want to be a flag bearer? I thought you were not interested in this kind of thing at all."
Bo Yan said "hmm" lightly, without refutation, "I was not interested in the first place."
Ruan Mian didn't understand the deep meaning of the word "originally" and asked in surprise: "Then why did you agree? If you said you didn't want to, the instructor wouldn't force you."
Bo Yan turned his head and stared at Ruan Mian for two seconds, his eyes slightly curved, and then he said, "But seeing that you are also participating, I am suddenly interested again."
In fact, if Ruan Mian was a little more sensitive and careful, she would be able to hear and see that Bo Yan's mood was different from usual.
The tone of Bo Yan's voice when he said this was not as calm and relaxed as usual, and his expression was not as calm as usual.
He pursed his thin lips and stared at Ruan Mian without blinking, as if he was nervous, or as if he was guessing or expecting Ruan Mian's answer.
But Ruan Mian was neither sensitive nor careful, and his train of thought was even very strange. So after hearing this, he was just stunned for two seconds, then he raised his hand, clenched his fist and punched Bo Yan's shoulder, angrily saying: "I knew it! You just want to stand next to me and show off your superiority!"
Bo Yan: “…………”
After two seconds of silence, Bo Yan pursed his lips, and the brief emotion just now was swept away in an instant. A helpless smile flashed across his eyes, "Why do you think so?"
Ruan Mian snorted, not wanting to answer such an obvious question, but he suddenly remembered that not long ago, when Zhao Qun humiliated him, Bo Yan stood up without hesitation and confronted Zhao Qun in front of the instructor and so many classmates...
Ruan Mian finally showed some kindness to Bo Yan. Although his tone was still stiff, he thanked him sincerely: "Well... before, thank you for speaking up for me. I owe you a favor. Next time you need help, I will help you too!"
"No need," Bo Yan shook his head and answered smoothly and naturally, "You don't need to owe me a favor, but if you really want to thank me, why don't you agree to a small request of mine?"
Ruan Mian nodded, and warned in advance: "It's just a small request! Don't ask for something I can't do."
Bo Yan smiled and said, "I can't do it...for example?"
Ruan Mian thought about it and changed his words: "It's not that I can't do it, but I'm not allowed to mention it. I'm not allowed to mention anything that doesn't comply with our Cool Brothers' Action Guidelines!"
Bo Yan tilted his head and coughed, then raised his hand to his lips to cover the corners of his lips that were about to burst out.
After a pause, he assured you soothingly, "Don't worry, I won't mention anything you can't do, nor will I mention anything that will ruin your cool guy image."
Ruan Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief and agreed: "Okay, go ahead."
Bo Yan pretended to be thinking seriously. After two seconds, his eyes were fixed on Ruan Mian's empty earlobe. He suddenly asked, "Did that cool Möbius strip you wore before have two?"
Ruan Mian didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped to earrings, but he still answered honestly: "Yes, I don't sell them individually."
He only has one ear hole, but many earrings are not sold individually, so he can only buy them in pairs, which means that one of them is destined to lie in the drawer gathering dust for a long time.
"I think that one is cool," Bo Yan leaned a little closer and whispered his "little request" with an almost bewitching tone, "Can you give me the remaining one?"
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