The homework book flew over from a distance, causing a whirring sound of paper flipping, but landed steadily on his desk.
Mao'er maintained a not too standard shooting motion and was secretly pleased with his increasingly better accuracy. When he saw Wang Yifan looking over, he immediately turned into a cold expression.
Wang Yifan had no time to pay attention to his jealous look. He always felt weird, as if something had been exposed.
His mind was not on his tablemate who was very playful, but on Li Rongyun who was sitting not far in front.
She was still quiet. Perhaps her mood had finally eased in the past few days. In every class, she began to sit upright as usual.
That classmate Yu Xin would occasionally come over to take a look at her, even if it took ten minutes, just say a few words, and then leave silently.
He scratched his head, thinking about the phone call he finally got through last night, feeling slightly guilty and ashamed.
The matter actually has something to do with my uncle Cao Feng.
This is what the elder brother told him.
It was also something he didn't expect.
Fortunately, according to the information given by the elder brother, although Li Rongyun's father and Cao Feng are involved, they are not completely on opposite sides, and if her father is rescued, it will not cause harm to Cao Feng.
It was precisely based on this relationship that made him relieved that his mentality gradually became unable to face himself.
Between his brother-in-law and Li Rongyun's father, he subconsciously preferred Li Rongyun's father.
This was due to emotions that even he found absurd subconsciously.
He has been reflecting on his brother's seemingly casual question on the phone, but until now, he still has no answer.
For a short period of time, he fell into a state of self-denial.
There was a sudden tap on the shoulder.
"Wang Yifan, what are you thinking about?"
Looking up, it was Mao Yuchen who was grinning at him. Mao'er, a classmate who was a seat away, had already shrunk into a telegraph pole due to his butt.
In front of Lao Mao, this guy didn't dare to explode and was very obedient.
"I didn't think about anything, I just might have something to ask you for help with!"
Wang Yifan didn't know what effect it would have to let Lao Mao participate in it. After all, they were unrelated people, but the elder brother said that he could help, so he should be able to help!
He spoke subconsciously.
"It's easy to say. If you have any questions, you can speak. However, if you are playing games, just remember to give me a chance to play. Although I haven't trained with the big team for a long time, my basic skills are all there. You know this!"
"
The school basketball game is about to reach the finals.
Their class faced another strong team from the second grade of high school, Class 17.
Despite the stumble in reaching the finals, all the teachers and students in the school were not optimistic at the beginning and now regard their class as the favorite to win the championship. Especially Wang Yifan, the soul tactician (coach), has successfully squeezed out Teacher Hong's consultant position.
He has the final say in the formation of the class and is recognized by his classmates, including all members of the basketball team.
Therefore, Mao Yuchen, who has just returned, can't wait to resume his main position. For this, Wang Yifan still needs to nod his approval.
This is the school finals. The photos of the winning team can be kept in the school's memorial hall as history. The competition scene will definitely attract the attention of the whole school.
Mao Yuchen finally caught up with such a limelight thing and didn't want to let it go.
Mao'er looked at Wang Yifan's absent-minded expression and opened his mouth, realizing that he seemed to have made a huge mistake just now.
"Don't worry, with your position and such a good pitcher, we can't use him!"
Wang Yifan was not complacent because he was promoted to a very high position by the boys in the class. He felt that his master tactician had begun to change. From the beginning, he only focused on victory, and now he has become a common man who balances the interests of various team members.
"Okay, I feel relieved with your words. I will train hard!"
Just like a player who has been praised by the coach, Lao Mao left with satisfaction.
The cat came over in a hurry, but it seemed that due to his little thoughts before, he didn't dare to get too close. He played with shooting postures in the aisle between the desks coquettishly, and said something in his mouth.
Along with the "swishing, swishing, swishing" sound of the basketball rubbing against the net.
It's obvious what he means, he's a pitcher too.
Moreover, in the past few games, he has gradually started to feel good about shooting!
But if Wang Yifan denies his ability and refuses to let him play, he can only stare blankly.
After thinking for a while, Mao'er came to the realization that the current basketball team is almost dominated by Wang Yifan, and even Jiao Bai respects his formation and formation, and would not deny it easily.
He felt that with his position in the team, he could not cause a conflict of opinions between Jiao Bai and Wang Yifan.
This is a very sad fact.
But Wang Yifan didn't notice his expression or even his movements at all. He just breathed a sigh of relief. At least one of the tasks assigned by his elder brother was completed.
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When school was over in the afternoon, Wang Yifan and Lao Jiang took leave and went home.
When Cao Yajuan saw her son, she couldn't help but ask: "Yifan, why are you back?"
"I heard something at school that has something to do with my uncle, so I came back to take a look!" Wang Yifan did not hide anything. He actually hoped that this Cao Feng was not his uncle Cao Feng.
The smile that just appeared on Cao Yajuan's face quickly disappeared. She didn't want Wang Yifan, who was still in high school, to know about this, but she never thought that this matter would spread to the school. Could it be more than she expected?
It's a bit more serious.
Wang Yue stuck his head out, frowned and said, "How did this spread in your school?"
"I just heard a rough idea. I heard that my uncle was framed!"
"Anyway, it has something to do with a person named Li Linhua!" Cao Yajuan angrily threw the rag into the sink and gritted her teeth when she spoke.
"It's useless for you to come back. I didn't want you to worry and delay your studies!"
Wang Yue said from the side: "Yifan is a high school student after all. Young people have quick minds, so they may be able to come up with something!"
"You also went to the hospital because of your illness. What's going on? He's a child who can get involved. Didn't you ask your mother's relatives to inquire about it? There is no news even now." Cao Yajuan glared at Wang Yue.
Wang Yue shrank his head. Obviously, these days, because of Cao Feng's relationship, he had a hard time in front of Cao Yajuan, and he would receive a few scoldings from time to time.
"It takes time to inquire about things. With your temper, what should I tell you?"