The damn bridge is hanging again
In the second monthly exam, Wen Jing scored 118 points in English, an improvement of 20 points, and also made it into the top 20 in the grade.
For the first time, Ding Jie smiled at her with satisfaction and praised her highly in front of the whole class.
Finally, she mentioned the annual basketball game.
Wen Jing's eyes lit up instantly when she heard that.
She and Chi Ya were tutoring each other during this period and had no chance to watch basketball games. She didn't know how much beautiful scenery she missed.
"Basketball games are held during self-study classes or after class. If you have time, please try to support them," said Ding Jie.
In No. 1 Middle School, which prioritizes academics, it is unrealistic to force everyone in the class to go to the basketball court to cheer and shout. Therefore, even the head teacher only emphasizes that whether to go or not is entirely up to the students themselves.
Class 20's basketball skills are average, and the chances of winning are slim, so even fewer people want to go, but Wen Jing is not one of them.
She decided to go to every game her class played.
Winning or not doesn’t matter, it mainly depends on the person.
After class in the afternoon, Wen Jing went to the cafeteria to eat, and then went straight to the basketball court with an English booklet.
When I walked to the basketball court, I saw a lot of people from the class standing on the side, almost all of them were out.
Pretty united, she thought with a smile.
As soon as she got closer, Chen Die noticed her, turned around and took her arm.
Wen Jing only glanced at her, and Chen Die showed a hurt expression:
"You won't let me hold your arm? But you didn't refuse Chi Ya hugging you."
Wen Jing stopped trying to pull her hand away and said, "I'm not telling you not to."
Chen Die immediately regained her smile and took the initiative to introduce her: "Our class's first game is against Class 15. Their skills are average, so we should be able to win."
Wen Jing looked up and saw Chen Songyan and Zhou Meng warming up on the sidelines. A whistle was heard and the two of them immediately entered the field.
"Class 20!"
"come on!"
Wen Jing heard a series of shouts and was stunned.
When did they discuss it?
She felt awkward in an instant.
From childhood to adulthood, she was most afraid of this kind of scene because she couldn't shout out.
She has a phobia of escorts.
Just at this moment, Chen Die turned around and said, "Wen Jing, hurry up, let's shout together!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Jing heard her shout loudly: "Class 20!"
The others around him immediately responded: "Come on!"
Wen Jing collapsed.
Anyway, she couldn't utter a word.
Fortunately, Chen Die didn't hold on to her and continued to shout loudly by herself.
Wen Jing turned her attention back to the court.
The ball had just been bounced off the court when Zhou Meng grabbed it, turned around and immediately threw it to Chen Songyan who was closer to the backboard. He turned around, raised his hand, and shot a three-pointer.
"Yes!" Chen Die called in her ear, "Victory!"
Wen Jing was infected by her and was a little excited. Of course, another reason was that the person who won the first place was Chen Songyan.
So handsome! It turns out that men look their best when they are exercising.
I don’t know if it was because of the cheering or because the boys in the class had improved their basketball skills, but Class 20 easily won two games, two out of three. The score was too much, so they had already won, but they still had to play the last game.
During the intermission, Chen Songyan and Zhou Meng came over and the squad leader had someone bring them some water.
Wen Jing saw Chen Songyan gulping down a few gulps of water, then pulling at his clothes to let the wind out, his abdominal muscles faintly visible. The scene of herself touching his abdominal muscles in her dream flashed through her mind, and her face suddenly became hot.
The damn bridge is hanging again.
Chen Songyan also glanced in their direction at this moment. When he saw Wen Jing, he was stunned for a moment and quickly looked away. However, he saw Zheng Qi from Class 15 staring at them with a bad look.
He turned around and tapped Zhou Meng on the shoulder: "Pay attention to him, he looks wrong."
Zhou Meng looked over and said, "I'm really impressed by this lingering guy! I can't believe that his class has lost so badly, and he can still do something weird!"
The whistle blew again, and Chen Songyan finally reminded him: "Don't run into him. Be careful, he might try to trick you. This won't be the first time."
Zhou Meng also knew this and paid extra attention to the opponent. However, after a few more rounds, the opponent did not make any moves, so he slowly relaxed.
At the last moment, he grabbed the ball and was about to raise his foot to turn around when a foot suddenly stretched out from the side. Zhou Meng's foot twisted violently, the basketball flew out, and he fell to the ground, covering his painful left foot.
At this time, the whistle sounded, the game ended, Class 20 won, but no one cheered, everyone went to Zhou Mengwei.
Wen Jing followed Chen Die over and saw Chen Songyan bumping into a strange boy next to him. She squatted down and helped Zhou Meng up.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Zhou Meng shouted with his teeth bared.
Chen Songyan immediately walked around to the front, lowered his body, carried the person on his back, and ran towards the infirmary at full speed.
"It seems very serious. Is it a fracture?" Chen Die asked Wen Jing.
"Let's go and take a look." Wen Jing said.
As she walked forward, she glanced at the boy who had been bumped into by Chen Songyan. The other party was staring at the direction Zhou Meng left, and seemed to curl the corners of his mouth.
Wen Jing suspected that she had seen it wrong, and when she looked carefully, the other person had turned around.
When they rushed to the infirmary, the doctor was applying ice to Zhou Meng.
The doctor said that he almost broke a bone and could not exercise for a period of time. In other words, Zhou Meng could no longer participate in the subsequent basketball games of Class 20.
Chen Songyan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked the squad leader to give him the basketball in his hand, and walked out.
"Where is he going?" Chen Die asked Wen Jing.
"I kind of left beforehand."
Wen Jing left this sentence and immediately followed him.
Chen Songyan ran very fast. Wen Jing saw him running towards the basketball court and took a shortcut to catch up with him.
To avoid being discovered by him, she returned to her old spot on the ping-pong court next door.
From a distance, he saw Chen Songyan running in from the opposite passage, stopping in the middle of the basketball court, and suddenly throwing the basketball in his hand to the ground. The basketball bounced on the ground and hit a boy's back.
The boy turned around, and Wen Jing recognized him as the one smiling at Zhou Meng's back.
Something is wrong.
He stared at Chen Songyan with hatred, and Chen Songyan smiled at him: "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Such a familiar villain line.
Wen Jing looked at the cold expression on his face and felt a sense of strangeness.
Is this still the Chen Songyan she knows?
"Matsuhiko, why are you back again?" another boy next to him asked him.
"I'm sorry for beating your class, so I came to apologize to you," said Chen Songyan.
"Why are you being so polite to me! It's been a long time since we last played basketball. Why don't we take this opportunity to play together?" The boy hooked his arm around his shoulder.
"Squad leader, I'm leaving first." The man he had just hit was about to leave after saying this, but Chen Songyan turned around and put his hand on his shoulder, "Don't go! I just accidentally hit you, and I feel so bad. Let's play a couple more games, and then we can just consider it a friendship."
After saying that, he lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to fight here, or do you want to fight outside the school?"
The boy felt the pressure on his shoulders and asked him angrily, "What do you want? This is a society ruled by law."
"What are you talking about? What can I do for you? It's just that I don't have many advantages, but I have a lot of friends. Basically, I know someone in every class, and if I don't know someone, I can get to know them immediately. When the time comes, I have to have a good chat with them and tell them how to take care of you, right?"
The boy's pupils trembled: "I don't have any grudge against you, right?"
"No, there's no grudge, but if you have a grudge against my brother, then you have a grudge against me. If you pick a fight with him, you're picking a fight with me. Do you want to settle this grudge today, or continue it? It's up to you. Right, Zheng Qi?"
He raised his voice a little as he said the last sentence. Zheng Qi's squad leader came over and said, "Yeah, Zheng Qi, why don't you stay and fight for a while? My brother definitely didn't mean it. I know him."
After hearing this, Zheng Qi frowned deeply and agreed with gritted teeth.
Wen Jing couldn't hear what they said next, she could only see Chen Songyan talking to someone in private, and that person's expression kept changing, looking very fearful.
On the other hand, Chen Songyan had the expression of a school bully from a TV drama. Wen Jing remembered what Jiang Xi said last time, and combined with Chen Songyan's appearance today, his credibility increased a lot.
But inexplicably, she felt that Chen Songyan today had a different charm than usual, a little... sexy.
Especially the corners of his mouth that seem to be half-curled, which makes people want to do something.
Her eyes were glued to him until he knocked the snickering boy to the ground, and then she came to her senses.
He really came for revenge.
I don’t know what he said, but instead of being angry with him, the group of boys helped the snickering guy up and started talking to him again, laughing happily.
Chen Songyan probably had his revenge and didn't want to stay any longer, so he waved goodbye to a few people and left.
Wen Jing quickly took a shortcut and left.
What she called the path was actually the school gymnasium, with doors connecting to each other on all sides.
After taking a few steps, he ran into Chen Songyan head-on.
The moment he saw her, Chen Songyan's eyes widened a little, and his cold expression faded, returning to his usual harmless demeanor: "Wen Jing, why are you here?"
The tone is also gentle and soft.
If Wen Jing hadn't seen how fierce he was on the basketball court just now, she wouldn't have believed that he could talk to people like that.
"I just retired from basketball," she said.
Chen Songyan was stunned: "How long have you been here?"
"I've been there, and I saw you playing basketball with the other boys in the class."
Chen Songyan's eyelashes trembled: "What else did you see?"
Wen Jing stared into his eyes: "I also saw that you were very fierce."
Chen Songyan looked a little anxious: "I am because..."
"You don't have to explain to me." Wen Jing interrupted him. Seeing his brows furrowed, she added, "I believe you."
Chen Songyan's brows relaxed instantly, and he stared at her with bright eyes.
Wen Jing laughed again: "After all, we've been together for nearly a year. How can you think that just because I saw a little bit of you, you're not a good person?"
"That's not what I meant." Chen Songyan said anxiously.
The way he lowered his head and looked submissive in front of her was in stark contrast to what he had just done. Wen Jing felt like a ball of cotton swelled up in her heart, soft, fluffy, and very comfortable.
She laughed and teased him deliberately: "So what you did just now was a good thing?"
"I..." Chen Songyan hesitated, "I guess so."
He was just giving someone a taste of his own medicine.
"What do you mean by considered? It's still a little bad, right?"
Chen Songyan raised his eyes and wanted to explain to Wen Jing, but he saw that her eyebrows were curved and her pupils were shining brightly, and she was obviously joking with him.
"You're teasing me again," he said.
"Who made you so easy to tease?" Wen Jing said.
Chen Songyan fell silent. Wen Jing felt as if she had returned to the day they rode their bikes. Suddenly, alarm bells rang in her heart, and she was the first to break the silence: "Why are you walking here?"
"I'm going to wash my hands," he said.
Wen Jing glanced at his hands and said, "Wash them. Come back to see me after you've washed them clean."
"ah?"
Realizing what she had said, Wen Jing simply turned around and said, "Go wash it, I'm leaving!"
Chen Songyan stared at her hurried back and chuckled softly until she was out of sight, then he turned around to look for the sink.
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