Reading textbooks is bound to be less lively and interesting than without a teacher’s explanation.
Of the two books Wei Lai brought back, he only managed to read half of the Chinese book like a novel, but he became more and more sleepy as he read the math book.
After memorizing a few formulas, Wei Lai climbed onto the bed.
He just happened to see the message sent by Qingting on Penguin.
[Qingting]: Do you want to play volleyball in the physical education class the day after tomorrow?
[Wei Lai]: Why did you change your nickname back?
[Qingting]: If you want to change, just change. Let me ask you, do you want to play volleyball?
It’s not impossible for him to play volleyball, although he would rather play basketball.
After a brief thought, Wei Lai was about to reply to Qingting when another text message came on his phone.
It was sent by Qingting.
Qingting’s text message: Don’t choose volleyball. If you like playing basketball, go play basketball. It’s Ke Ke and the others who want you to come and play basketball with me. I don’t want you to come.
Wei Lai was immediately confused. His original intention of playing basketball was just to exercise his physical endurance and confrontation ability. It can't be said that he particularly likes it.
Later, I continued to play basketball to vent my excess energy, maintain my physical fitness, and finally to get the sense of accomplishment after scoring a goal.
In this respect, volleyball and basketball are actually similar. Why doesn't Xiaoting want to play volleyball with him? Does she not want to exercise with him?
Before Wei Lai could figure it out, Qingting sent him another text message.
Qingting’s text message: Play your basketball well. I like watching you play. Don’t ask anything else.
Do you like the way he plays basketball?
These words reminded Wei Lai of the past.
Starting from the first semester of the second year of junior high school, every time during free time, Qingting would take a book and sit next to the basketball court, reading quietly while listening to the backs of other people playing on the playground, and occasionally looking back at him who was playing basketball.
At that time, he also complained about how dangerous it was to read next to the basketball court. Only he knew how many times the basketball had hit her, and he had to use his ability to avoid such a thing from happening.
Qingting said that she likes the fresh air in the playground and the sounds of people exercising on the playground, which gives her a sense of detachment from the world.
Wei Lai couldn't argue with her, so he could only be more careful and try to avoid the basketball going out of bounds.
For this reason, Wang Zi jokingly called him a court closer.
On the one hand, it can be said that when he is on the court, the court is like being covered with a protective shield and not a single ball can get out. On the other hand, it can be said that his playing is like cheating, using a homophone to say so.
Thinking of the past, Wei Lai's mind was filled with Qingting's back as she read a book next to the basketball court, and her profile as she occasionally lifted her long hair.
It wasn't until the penguin notification popped up on his phone that he came back to his senses.
[Qingting]: Have you decided whether you want to come over and play volleyball with me?
[Wei Lai]: No, Wang Zi and I agreed to choose basketball together.
[Qingting]: Oh, go ahead and play. [Sighs]
“…”
At the end of the chat, Xiaoting sent him a regretful expression, and Wei Lai couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
This is really a full-on act. Just looking at the chat records, he is already starting to feel guilty.
"Wang Zi, come play basketball with me the day after tomorrow."
"Huh? Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"
Wang Zi was lying on the bed reading a novel with great interest. After being interrupted, he looked at the upper bunk where Wei Lai was in confusion.
"Aren't you afraid of being abused when playing basketball? I'll take you flying."
"That's great. We agreed that you, the Closed One, are not allowed to rebel."
"Closer?"
"What's the meaning?"
When Wei Lai's nickname was mentioned, both Su Xiao and Sun Fei were attracted.
"I'm telling you, with the former Wei Lai..."
When talking about Wei Lai playing basketball, Wang Zi didn't even read the novel. He put his cell phone beside him and started gesticulating with his hands.
Su Xiao and Sun Fei's interest in basketball originally limited to their physical education classes in junior high school, but Wang Zi's vivid description attracted them.
Only Wei Lai felt ashamed when he heard Wang Zi talking about his past from his own perspective.
"Lidya Su, please help me turn off the lights. I want to sleep."
"good."
Su Xiao turned off the light and continued to listen to Wang Zi.
Wei Lai lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and pretended that he couldn't hear.
…
Two days later.
The list of school uniforms has been submitted, and it will take more than a week to be distributed. This is only the summer uniforms, and the winter uniforms will have to wait more than a month.
Fortunately, the temperature in September is still relatively high, so wearing summer clothes is not a big problem.
Students kept coming into the school's weatherproof playground gate. Many of them were still wearing T-shirts and shorts. Even if they were not wearing shorts, they were wearing thin trousers or cropped trousers.
Wei Lai, Wang Zi and others were walking in the crowd. When they saw some girls wearing shorts that almost reached their waists, and Wang Zi and Sun Fei were attracted to them, they couldn't help but look back.
Because she was going to play volleyball and it was inconvenient to wear a skirt, Qingting specially changed into light blue shorts and a white T-shirt, exposing most of her thighs and arms. Walking with Tong Duoduo and the others, she was a beautiful sight.
It would be nice to change the shorts into capri pants.
Thinking that Qingting was also wearing shorts, Wei Lai felt very unhappy when he saw Wang Zi and Sun Fei staring at other people's thighs. They had no manners at all.
"What are you looking at? Let's go. The teacher is already waiting for us over there."
"Huh?"
Wang Zi and Sun Fei were caught off guard and pulled away by the back of their collars. They looked at each other, not understanding how they had made him unhappy.
Tong Duoduo followed Qingting and was also behind a few people. She was also very curious.
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