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Yun Shuqian blinked his eyes.
"Let's go take a look together later. If Song Jiamu is here, I think you can understand it."
"What's the point?" Yun Shuqian looked confused. She didn't even know how many people were in a football match.
"Do you know the 'absolute realm'?" Yuan Caiyi asked.
"Are you talking about the part of a girl's thigh exposed between her knee-high socks and short skirt?" Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said, she doesn't understand the game, but she does understand some of these strange things.
"Yes, it is the absolute realm."
Yuan Caiyi said: "The looming space between the knee socks and the skirt of a girl where you can see the thighs makes countless boys feel full of temptation and allows them to see beautiful dreams in it. This is actually a kind of sight.
Focusing is equivalent to telling boys, ‘You don’t have to look anywhere else, just look here!’ This is the charm of the absolute field.”
"So does this have anything to do with watching a football match?" Yun Shuqian couldn't keep up with her thinking. Yuan Caiyi had always been clever and eccentric.
"Do you know why you are not interested in football games, because you don't know where to focus your eyes! But Song Jiamu is different here, your eyes can focus on him, he is your 'absolute center', so you
It’s fun to watch the football game.”
"real or fake……"
"Really, have you never seen him play? If you don't believe me, just go and watch later and you will know. You will definitely understand. The meaning of understanding here is that you can feel the fun."
"I'm not looking at him!"
"Well, the same is true for the absolute field. It is uncontrollable. As long as there is a chance, boys will unconsciously focus on that fair and tender area. This is a common physiological reaction."
Yuan Caiyi said with certainty: "Qianqian, believe it or not, if the girls in our class go to watch football, most of them are probably watching Song Jiamu. Who doesn't like something that is pleasing to the eye?"
After hearing what she said, Yun Shuqian felt that he had to go there.
"Hey, just go like this."
"Otherwise."
"Buy water, stupid!"
After coming out of the convenience store, Yuan Caiyi bought some snacks for watching the game, and Yun Shuqian bought a bottle of Pulse. The bottle of Pulse was very thick, and her hands were small, so she held it with both hands.
I heard that if there is a traffic jam on the highway, some boys use pulse peeing or iced tea to pee. I don’t know whether it is true or not.
As they walked towards the stadium, Yun Shuqian also asked curiously: "Caiyi, what do you think of Song Jiamu?"
"I have a boyfriend."
"That's not it. I mean look at him from your perspective."
Yuan Caiyi thought for a while and said: "He is very handsome, and also very gentle. He looks very sunny, very confident, very gentlemanly, and he also speaks very maturely."
"He's just a childish person." Yun Shuqian disagreed with her view. She didn't notice anything about being a gentleman.
"Everyone has different views, and everyone behaves differently in front of different people. For boys, the closer the person is, the more natural his behavior will be. My boyfriend is also very childish. He wants to get under my skin.
While sleeping in my arms, she would also say some very disgusting words."
Hearing what Yuan Caiyi said, Yun Shuqian tried to put himself and Song Jiamu in the place, and suddenly felt so embarrassed, and then strange...
She looked at Yuan Caiyi's breasts and then at her own, feeling that Song Jiamu wouldn't feel stuffy even if he got into her arms...
I think it's quite amazing. It turns out that looking at Song Jiamu from other people's perspective is completely different from hers?
Arriving at the stadium, the game has already begun.
Because it was not an official competition organized by the school, not many people came to watch the competition, only some students from two classes.
There are referees, there are people in charge of scoring, and there are people on the field... Yun Shuqian counted them, there were ten people in total.
At a glance, she saw Song Jiamu who was dribbling and attacking. He was wearing a blue jersey and a pair of sneakers covered with her shoe prints. His expression was serious, his eyes were sharp, and his face and neck were stained a lot.
Sweat, full of youthful feeling.
It wasn't until the end of this round of attack that she noticed that besides Song Jiamu, there were four other boys in their class named Zhang Sheng.
"Qianqian, come here, everyone in our class is here!"
Yuan Caiyi took her to the base camp of Literature Class 2. Several boys and girls in the class were here.
Seeing Yun Shuqian, he even joked: "The squad leader is here to cheer for our class?"
Then someone said: "I am cheering for Song Jiamu!"
Yun Shuqian was a little embarrassed and said quickly: "I'm here to cheer for our class."
The audience was very reserved, no one shouted "Come on", both sides were very polite, and no one from the opposite class shouted "Come on", but every time a goal was scored, everyone would applaud, and then the boys would bark a few times.
Yun Shuqian stood quietly watching the game, still holding the bottle of Pulse he bought in his hand.
Song Jiamu played golf very seriously and didn't notice her at first. When he saw her, he was stunned and thought he was dazzled.
But holding the pulse in both hands and holding the bag across her body, the most beautiful girl in the audience is Yun Shuqian!
After Song Jiamu discovered that Yun Shuqian was looking at him, his combat effectiveness increased a lot and his concentration became even higher.
Yun Shuqian can't understand the ball, but he can understand Song Jiamu.
The ball is extremely obedient in his hands, sometimes switching between his left and right hands, and sometimes shuttles between his hips, which is pleasing to the eye.
When he passed the ball to his teammates, she thought he passed the ball really well. When he shot, she thought his posture was quite handsome. Even though he didn't have the ball in his hand, she was looking at him and thought he was running so smoothly!
In the past, when watching football games, she didn't know where to look. The ball was flying around, making her dizzy.
But it's different now. She only needs to look at Song Jiamu, and she can look at him boldly and unscrupulously.
Whenever the ball in his hand was released, she subconsciously clenched the pulse in her hand. When she saw the ball draw a beautiful arc and hit the net with a swish, she felt very excited!
If the opponent had broken through Song Jiamu's defense and scored a goal, she would have felt aggrieved and expected Song Jiamu to fight back quickly.
It seemed that all of a sudden, Yun Shuqian felt that he understood the ball.
During the break, the boys on the field were busy looking for water to drink. Zhang Sheng and the others prepared a box of mineral water and placed it on the other side. Seeing that Song Jiamu didn't seem to notice that she had brought him water, Yun Shuqian
I was too embarrassed to call him, so I could only look at him quietly.
"Song Jiamu! Qianqian brought you some water!" Yuan Caiyi shouted.
Yun Shuqian immediately panicked and hurriedly hid the water behind her.
Song Jiamu moved very quickly and ran in front of her in the blink of an eye. When he stopped, a stream of hot air blew onto her face, carrying his scent that she found delicious.
"Did you bring me water? Where is it?"
"No."
"Here it is!" Yuan Caiyi chuckled and took out the pulse Yun Shuqian had hidden behind her back.
Song Jiamu was not polite, unscrewed the cap, and drank most of the bottle.
He raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling, and the sweat of youth wetted the jersey on his chest. After drinking, he looked satisfied and handed the water bottle to Yun Shuqian.
"Do you want to wipe your sweat?"
He was standing in front of her, and Yun Shuqian was a little at a loss. The key was that everyone else in the class was watching, so even if she had been facing this guy all day long, she was blushing a little now.
"Will you wipe it for me?"
"..."
Yun Shuqian glared at him, took out a pack of tissues and pulled two out to him.
Song Jiamu wiped the sweat from his face and neck. The tissue was already soaked and clenched into a ball. There was nowhere else to throw it away.
Yun Shuqian stretched out her hand, and he gave her the tissue.
"How long will the fight last?" she asked.
Holding a wet tissue in her hand, there was a warm and sticky feeling in her palm, but she didn't even feel sick.
If it were someone else's tissue to wipe off sweat like this, she would definitely not be willing to touch it.
"Ten minutes left."
Song Jiamu said: "It's very fast. I'll go back after the fight."
"I didn't rush you..."
Yun Shuqian whispered softly.
Yuan Caiyi and the few girls who were around her walked away wisely. She felt much more comfortable without anyone else around.
"You still have tissue on your face." Yun Shuqian looked at him.
"Where?" Song Jiamu touched his face.
"Here." Yun Shuqian stretched out her finger and tapped the corner of her eye.
Song Jiamu touched the tissue and flicked it away.
The referee blew the whistle, and he took the pulse in her hand and drank a few more sips.
"It would be nice if it was ice cold."
"Forget it if you don't drink it." You can't drink anything that is too cold after exercise. Yun Shuqian bought something that was not iced and kept covering it with her hands.
“Delicious and very moist.”
After Song Jiamu drank the water, he jumped on the spot a few times to stretch his body.
"I'm leaving."
"Um."
Song Jiamu turned around and heard her little voice again.
"Come on, come on."
When she turned back, she seemed to have not spoken, looking at the sky.
Sorry everyone, I have to be serious.
In the last ten minutes left, Song Jiamu was at full strength and seemed not to get tired. He even dunked a basket.
Yun Shuqian always thought that dunking would add a lot of points, but she didn't know until today that it actually added two points.
But for Song Zhutou’s handsomeness, it’s worth at least twenty points.
The girls in the class applauded vigorously, and Yun Shuqian also applauded, but she complained in her heart, "You bastard, you bastard!"
The referee blew the whistle and Literature Class 2 won.
Yun Shuqian also showed a smile, it was the first time he understood the profound basketball game!