May 6, 2010, China, Spring, Coastal City, Shilan Middle School Basketball Court
The huge crowd filled the originally wide venue, and the beautiful girl squatting and holding a support sign was almost pressed to the white sideline.
The sweat flying freely was vented under the scorching sunshine. As soon as the game started, the youthful hormones completely ignited the intense atmosphere of the game.
With plain white as the tone, the five players with the Chinese characters "Sheng Tang" and their initials written on their backs in splendid ink stood up together and walked toward the auditorium of Shilan Middle School.
The young man in the middle had a stern look on his face, and pointed his finger like a knife across his neck in the air, making a throat-slitting ceremony. This was the same celebration that NBA star Dwyane Wade did when he was fined $25,000 by the league and asked for a public apology.
It caused an uproar among the audience.
On the opposite side of the Shilan Middle School team, a player's face turned red and he wanted to rush out to regain the field, but his way was blocked by a hand.
It was an extremely cold face, with black hair as sharp as a sword hanging down, slightly covering the indifferent pupils.
"See you on the field."
Although the voice of the ice-faced boy is very soft, it is not difficult to tell the meaning from the shape of his mouth.
The unruly young man responded with a contemptuous smile.
"Shilan~"
"come on!"
"Shilan~"
"come on!"
The beautiful girl in a pale pink corset and white hot pants stood up immediately, held up the colored ball in her hand, and yelled the name of Shilan Middle School.
The other girls who were also on the cheerleading team followed suit by waving the colored balls in their hands and performing cute dance moves to cheer up their own players. Their rippling white thighs attracted the attention of many adolescent boys.
"Beep!"
A sharp whistle blew to stop the open and covert fight between the two spectators. The stern-faced middle-aged referee in black took the ball to the midfield, and the players from both sides jumped the ball to determine the right to attack.
Player No. 13 of the Tang Dynasty, the arrogant-looking guy just now, stood in front of the cold boy who was half a head lower than him, looking at him fiercely, as if he wanted to put pressure on his opponent before the game started.
But those lacquered eyes were as plain as before, as clear as a mirror. He could even see his own reflection in the irises clearly, and was absorbed by them for a moment.
In the darkness, the huge iron-gray eyelids suddenly turned up, revealing golden wild pupils, and the membrane wings that covered the sky and sun extended. A monster opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards it, swallowing the reflection on the iris in one gulp.
The unruly young man seemed to have been stung by a poisonous bee, his face instantly turned pale, and he took a few steps back.
By the time he calmed down, the basketball was already high in the air.
After quickly getting rid of the panic and restlessness in his heart, he jumped up with all his strength to reach it, but was still easily suppressed by the hand above him.
The cold boy took the ball with one hand and passed the dazed No. 13, then went straight into the penalty area. Facing the opponent's defense, he made a pull-up jump shot. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and then hit the net, just like a stone thrown into the rippling water of a lake.
"oh!"
The auditorium of Shilan Middle School suddenly roared with excitement, and the leading cheerleader's face turned red with excitement.
Not everyone scores a goal and can make Liu Miaomiao, who has passed level 10 in piano in the third grade of junior high school and is known as the campus goddess, look so excited.
Didn't you see, this guy met a boy who confessed his love in public during the school anniversary piano performance, and he could calmly hand the love letter and flowers back to his hand, and then say gently, "You are a good boy, but it's a pity that we are not suitable."
"
Then he stepped on the white crystal shoes of the performance and left the stage without looking back, leaving only the dejected boy standing there and several brothers who came out to comfort him.
Because of this incident, spectators with quick eyes and hands took photos and posted them online.
In the photo, Liu Miaomiao is wearing the white lace princess dress shown in the performance, and her fair skin is as clear as jade under the golden light.
When she refused to confess, the gentle yet distant temperament on her face made many high school students exclaimed as a goddess.
But now, many boys' dreams are shattered, completely shattered.
Even though I had heard some rumors before, nothing was more convincing and heartbreaking than seeing this scene with my own eyes.
The males all gritted their teeth as they stared at the ruthless young man who was rushing into the opponent's defense line at high speed on the court, as if he was in no one's land.
Only he could make the always gentle Liu Miaomiao put down her reserve and join the cheerleading team, wearing a white short skirt and an ultra-thin vest to dance on the court.
Chu Zihang, Shilan Middle School deserves the first place on the list.
When an unknown brother bit his own finger and wrote the name on the stone tablet with blood, most males in Shilan knew clearly that they would live in this shadow for a long time.
Regardless of family background, appearance or athletic training, this person, oh no, this beast, is enough to push them to the ground and rub them crazily.
But this was never the most important thing. The most important thing was that he never seemed to notice it.
Chu Zihang didn't show any arrogance in his daily life, but the attitude shown by the boys around him was like an envoy meeting the emperor or an ant crawling on the strong man. It was natural. It was so incompetent and furious!
When a person's ability exceeds that of ordinary people, people will only regard him as an unsurpassable god, worship him, and finally exclude him from their circle of friends.
Chu Zihang is one such person, especially when he has semi-permanent facial paralysis.
The game on the court is still going on, and the opponent coach of Shilan Middle School is already very worried.
As a private aristocratic middle school, Shilan is the second high school in this coastal city, and it is an educational holy place that countless parents are struggling to send their children to.
Then their opponent in this game - Shengtang Middle School, has been the absolute No. 1 since its establishment.
No matter in terms of admission rate or various school-level competitions, Shengtang is going further and further on the road of crushing Shilan Wannian's second best.
Unfortunately, due to strict admission requirements and special channels that only spread among upper-class circles, Sheng Tang's popularity among ordinary people is far less than that of Shilan, and even some locals have never heard of the name of this school.
However, at last year's city-wide middle school entrance ceremony, the principal of the prosperous Shilan Middle School was holding the frame of the mirror excitedly, announcing the names of the students admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University and reciting formal words of praise to the parents of the visiting freshmen.
The silver-haired old principal from the prosperous Tang Dynasty slowly came to the stage, leaning on a rosewood crutch, and congratulated the students in turn who were recommended by the school for being admitted to Cambridge and Harvard.
The old man stood on the stage and said lightly that among the top ten students in the city's college entrance examination this year, the top seven belong to Shengtang Middle School, and this score needs to be improved by the teachers and students of the school.
He elegantly conveyed his expectations and blessings to the new students, and encouraged them to achieve no less successful achievements in the Tang Dynasty and even in life than today's seniors.
An impassioned speech mixed with the old man's wise thinking and insights made the freshmen in the audience clap their hands for a long time, and some parents who accompanied their children to watch the ceremony also felt honored.
What is a real private aristocratic school?
What is true nobility?
They saw the best answer from the old principal of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Huh, the children of the nouveau riche should go to such a nouveau riche school. Some people secretly despise those parents who send their children to Shilan.
This kind of self-conceited idea of being superior to others is not uncommon in the upper class society of this coastal city, and it is also deeply ingrained, just like the sudden rise of the nouveau riche who always find it difficult to squeeze into the aristocratic circle passed down from generation to generation.
Now, in this annual football match between Shengtang and Shilan, the coach feels that the throne of Shengtang is being shaken.
Under the leadership of this boy named Chu Zihang, their team seemed to have found a backbone, like a pride of lions following the Lion King hunting on the African savannah. Their actions were efficient and powerful. Every time they made a move, they would gain something.
"Pee!"
The sharp whistle sounded again, and the third quarter of the game ended quietly. Players from both sides got a short rest. On the huge electronic scoring display, the blue numbers representing the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the red numbers representing Shilan were clearly distinguishable, 78:
90.
If nothing unexpected happened, Shengtang would not be able to recover the twelve-point deficit in the last quarter, and the score gap would even be further widened by the opposite boy named Chu Zihang.
"Damn it, when did Shilan have such a good prospect?" Coach Shengtang is a middle-aged man with a resolute face. At this moment, he is making a fist with his right hand and smashing it hard on the palm of his left hand. The expression on his face seems to be that he is worried.
The school team that had underestimated Shilan before felt guilty, and seemed to feel confused and regretful that such a person was not recruited by the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Compared to the anxious atmosphere here in Shengtang, the audience at Shilan Middle School kept cheering. Both men and women were applauding the team that was about to win.
The girls even cast appreciative glances at the boy wearing the No. 11 blue jersey who was walking at the front of the team.
Only at this time can they freely appreciate the handsome appearance and cool face of the boy in front of them.
"Senior Brother Chu, thank you for your hard work. Please drink some water!" The girl wearing a cheerleading uniform and a white skirt took the lead and handed the prepared mineral water and a white towel for wiping sweat to the ice-faced boy. Her bright autumn eyes were full of joy.
Sparkling with crystal light.
"God, please tell me this is not true!" The boys behind them didn't know whether to cover their eyes or chests. They looked at the goddess in their hearts and said, "Is Senior Brother Chu tired? Senior Brother Chu is so amazing!"
"Thank you!" Chu Zihang calmly took the water and expressed his gratitude, quietly listening to the chatter of the girl beside him, without any change in expression on his cold and handsome face.
"Brother, come on, we must defeat Shengtang Middle School!" At the end of the break, Liu Miaomiao stretched out her small hands and made a fist, making a cute gesture like a lucky cat in the bright sunshine. The sweet smile on her face seemed to be able to bring Antarctica to the sky.
The glaciers are melting.
Looking at the group of male students behind him, they wished they could pierce the ice face in front of them. Then they stretched out their hands and slapped the girl on the head. They responded with a smile: "Senior brother, I promise you, I will definitely do it."
However, in reality, Senior Brother Chu just nodded slightly and returned to the competition amidst the nymphomaniacal gazes of his female compatriots and the envious and jealous eyes of male creatures.
"Coach, Captain Long Yuan is back." One minute before the fourth quarter was about to start, a male student wearing a Tang Dynasty school uniform ran up to the middle-aged coach and whispered, with a hint of excitement on his face.
"Is Long Yuan here? Shouldn't he... or better, replace No. 30 in the last quarter and let him come on!" The man seemed a little confused about the reason why this guy appeared now, but the game time was tight, so he could only wait for the game.
Ask again after finishing.
"What's going on? Why were the players replaced before the game even started?" In the auditorium of Shilan Middle School, the students stood up and looked at each other, watching the opponent's No. 13 player with a gloomy look on his face as he was summoned to leave by the staff who trotted up.
Although No. 13 was suppressed by Chu Zihang at every turn, his strength as the main starter cannot be denied.
In the player tunnel of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, a tall boy wearing a white No. 0 jersey walked out slowly. He was slender and strong, with dark hair falling in front of his forehead, eyebrows as gentle as distant mountains, clear and clear eyes, and slightly thin
The lips now outline a faint smile, and the facial features are delicate and three-dimensional.
Based on looks alone, this is simply as good as Chu Zihang, the Demon King of Shilan, and even better in some aspects.
"I seem to be in love again! There is hope for the prosperous Tang Dynasty again!" A girl from Youshilan Middle School held her chest with one hand and threw herself into the enemy camp without any bottom line or willingly. This is the behavior of ordinary nymphomaniacs.
"Within three minutes, I want all his information." The young ladies with family background and resources began to call the secretaries and housekeepers at home to search for the background of this mysterious boy who suddenly appeared.
What? Are you kidding? No, they are serious. In this age of entertainment to death, never underestimate the power of the fan economy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the first row of the Shilan auditorium, wearing a white windbreaker from Burberry, a pink baseball cap from Pink, and a green four-leaf clover hanging from her fair earlobes.
The delicate girl with earrings stood up immediately when she saw player No. 0 appear, stretched out her white hands to carry a box of centenarians supplied by the club, and rushed towards the audience seat opposite.
, leaving behind a group of classmates who were messy in the wind.
"Little goddess, do you know the classmate zero across from you?" Chen Wenwen, who was also privately known as one of the top three class beauties, carefully pulled Liu Miaomiao beside her and asked in a low voice.
The work of the school literary club requires on-site news reporting and event closing for such school activities.
Of course, not all activities require the president of the literary club to personally handle them, unless there are some special reasons.
"I don't know, I heard that we met at a business banquet, and I haven't forgotten about it since I came back." Liu Miaomiao waved her hand, saying that she was not very clear, and her eyes continued to glance at a certain figure on the field from time to time.
Why should it be so obvious? Chen Wenwen couldn't help but cover her forehead slightly. Now the two of them were obviously fascinated by the boys who were on opposite sides of the field, and they didn't know what to mean.
Thinking of this, Chen Wenwen couldn't help but think of a certain male classmate who has been courting her recently. Wouldn't he...?
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Another crisp whistle sounded, and the fourth quarter officially began.
The first player to attack with the ball was player No. 24 from Shilan Middle School. He was using his thick and powerful body to get into the Shengtang team's internal defense line. Just when everyone thought he was going to hit player No. 9 from Shengtang for two points.
At that time, he had already cunningly passed the ball to Chu Zihang, whose back was outside the three-point line.
They all believed in this ruthless boy's three-point shooting percentage, and they also hoped to widen the point difference.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The basketball passed through the air at high speed was intercepted halfway, as if a gust of wind had blown by, leaving only a blurry shadow.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the interceptor dribbling the ball and heading towards the basket of Shilan Middle School at high speed. His dexterous figure swayed past the defense of Shilan No. 9 and No. 11 players like a butterfly flying through a flower.
A three-step layup followed by an explosive dunk in the air. The big boy wearing a No. 0 jersey performed a set of moves smoothly, leaping in the air and falling steadily with a strong body.
The girls in the front row of the Shilan auditorium could even see the perfect abdominal muscles blown by the wind under the white jerseys, hiding explosive power without being exaggerated. They covered their faces with shame and screamed in a low voice, but their eyes changed.
He stared at the slender figure in front of him, as if stars were beating.
The expressions of the boys in Shilan were uniformly solemn. Some even had veins pulsing slightly on their foreheads. They dunked on their own team's basket and teased a girl from their own school. It was a crime worthy of death!
Many boys looked at each other in tacit understanding and decided to move the boy whose name was Sheng Tang up to the red high-risk level that was destined to be punished.
"That's sloppy! Ahhh!" The little goddess Su Xiaoqiang slapped her forehead regretfully. She should have waited until the game was over before rushing over to deliver water. Now, wouldn't it mean that she has lost the best position to watch the game?
When she walked around the sidelines in a hurry and returned to her original seat, she found that this row was already overcrowded.
"I'm sorry, give way, this is my position." Su Xiaoqiang very generously pulled away the crowd around him, returned to his own camp, smiled heartlessly, and sat back beside Liu Miaomiao and others.
At this moment, Liu Miaomiao didn't seem to be in the mood to chat with her. She stretched out her long, snow-white neck and watched from time to time. Her elegant posture was like a white swan on the dance floor. The fingers of her hands were clasped together slightly nervously, as if she was worried about the situation of a certain player on the court.
And worry.
Now the situation between the two sides has begun to change subtly, and the point difference between Shilan and Shengtang has gradually narrowed under the leadership of this No. 0 player who seemed to have fallen from the sky.
He takes over the small forward position and is very good at scoring and stealing. His amazing jumping and golden height and wingspan make it extremely difficult for opposing players to defend, even No. 11 player Chu Zihang.
"Bang", another three-pointer hit the net, this time it landed in the ball frame of Shilan Middle School.
Player No. 0 of the Tang Dynasty was unafraid in the face of the ruthless opponent. He made a beautiful fake move and turned around for a jump shot. The basketball passed over the palm of his hand that was stretched out in the air to block the shot, and drew a beautiful arc into the net. The electronic display screen
The big characters on it then changed to 110:110.
The students in both Shengtang and Shilan's auditorium held their breath at this moment, especially the latter.
Although the high school students in Shilan were full of jealousy towards Chu Zihang, they did not hesitate to put him at the top of the list of those who should be punished.
But they all knew that it was just their own competitiveness that was at work. After all, next to such an almost perfect boy, girls would hardly even look at them.
But the more this happens, the harder it is for them to believe that someone can rival or even defeat the god-like existence in their hearts.
"You are very good." During the short timeout temporarily called by Coach Shilan, Chu Zihang looked at the No. 0 player who posed a serious threat to his side and spat out brief words.
There was still no expression on his cold face, but at least there was no anger at losing face, and there was more surprise in his eyes than when he met his opponent.
"You're not bad either!" Player Zero responded with a smile, showing a pair of neat white teeth and two shallow dimples. His handsome smile under the sun can simply drive the female creatures around him crazy!
As expected, many good people have captured the moment when the two male idols met for the first time.
In the picture, the eyes of the two people collided fiercely, revealing the sympathy between the heroes and some unspeakable meanings in it. Some girls covered their lips, nodded with tears in their eyes, and said, damn it!
"Come on, Long Yuan! Shengtang Middle School can do it with you!" In the front row of the auditorium of Shilan Middle School, the little goddess Su Xiaoqiang jumped up, stretched out her little hand and grabbed Liu Miaomiao's colored ball and waved it loudly for No. 0 on the opposite side.
Cheers, players.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The surrounding Shilan Middle School students can be said to be quite speechless about their number one rebel, but no one dares to stand up and accuse her openly.
Are you kidding me? She is a little goddess who has a mine at home.
On the first day of school, she came to school in a high-profile manner in her family's business Benz. She was dressed in luxury brands such as Gucci and Prada, and walked out with a walk that made her look like a business elite from a Fortune 500 company.
In the class, only the empress gives orders and the slaves kneel down to receive orders. If you dare to displease the empress, you will be grateful and virtuous if you don't drag him down and give him a foot of red. How can you meet a slave who doesn't open his eyes and takes the initiative to provoke?
Player Zero obviously heard his name. Looking at the girl in a white trench coat not far away, he seemed to think of something from the past, and then nodded slowly to her in greeting.
The last thirty seconds of the game finally arrived, and this time it was Shilan Middle School who took the lead in serving. The reasonable consumption of ball control caused time to pass away bit by bit.
On the large electronic screen, the red numbers indicating the time changed rapidly. When the ball finally fell into Chu Zihang's hands, he skillfully dribbled past and made a crisp layup. The ball hit the white frame of the backboard and then bounced into the net.
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"Okay!" Thunderous applause resounded from the auditorium of Shilan Middle School. Even the boys who once hated Chu Zihang couldn't help but blush and cheer loudly for him.
This is the glory of the whole school, and it is also a counterattack from the Wannian second child.
But Chu Zihang still didn't smile, and the time on the score screen did not stop. There were three seconds left, and he had no time to return to defense. He could only hope that his teammates could guard against that person.
"Captain, catch the ball!" The boy wearing jersey No. 27 yelled at player zero. It turned out that he was the legendary and mysterious captain of the basketball team of Shengtang Middle School.
Player No. 0 used his long and strong fingers to hold the basketball firmly while running quickly, and then stopped to shoot a jump shot from outside the three-point line.
The number on the score screen was already within the countdown to one second, and the basketball drew an arc in the air perfectly.
At the same time, almost all the spectators stood up in unison, wanting to know the final outcome of this wonderful game.
The flying basketball fell firmly into the net, the score screen sounded a piercing red alarm, and the game was over.
After a brief moment of trance, there was a wave of cheers that was even louder than before.
The nervousness and frustration of the students at Shengtang Middle School were swept away, as if they were immersed in a kind of joy of surviving the disaster. The eyes of the girls in the cheerleading team in front were even more brilliant, looking at the number zero player in their team.
A tall figure.
Before they could take any further action, a petite and exquisite figure flew to the side of player No. 0 on this year's latest Chanel two-tone flat shoes, holding Baisui Mountain mineral water and a white towel in his hand.
Apparently, the basketball club of Shilan Middle School provides free items for its players to use.
If someone dares to jump out and say that this is an enemy now, the little goddess will support her waist domineeringly and tell them that all the expenses for this school activity will be recorded in my account.
I have a mine at home, so I am so willful.
"Long Yuan, are you thirsty? Do you want to wipe your sweat?" Su Xiaoqiang, who rushed to the side of player zero, raised his head and put on a smile that he thought was sweet (of course, it was also very sweet in the eyes of others), and raised his hand.
The bottle of Baisui Mountain mineral water in your hand reflects the bright light of crystal in the sunlight.
The slight hesitation in her voice betrayed her apparent confidence. She was afraid that the boy would reject her kindness.
"Thank you. I remember I met you at the business banquet held by the Panama Group a year ago. Your name should be Su Xiaoqiang, right?" The boy happily took the mineral water handed to him, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, then smiled.
Open your mouth.
"Hmm, I didn't expect you, classmate Long Yuan, to have such a good memory." Su Xiaoqiang nodded repeatedly at the side, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift to the banquet where they first met.
It was also a bright spring day, and her father took her to attend a business dinner that she had fought hard to win.
Before leaving, my father had solemnly warned me many times about the importance of this banquet. The city's powerful people would clink glasses here and socialize with each other. It was important for a nouveau riche family like them to squeeze into the real upper class circle.
Significant.
For this reason, she spent a long time matching many expensive and luxurious brands, dressed up very delicately and beautifully, and attended the event with her father like a real little goddess.
While waiting for the elevator downstairs at the Regent Hotel, she met the boy in front of her for the first time.
He was wearing a casual and simple black sportswear and a white baseball cap without any logos on his body. An unknown song might be playing in the pure white Bluetooth headset in his left ear.
But it was such a simple boy who, except for his good looks, suddenly came into her sight and entered her heart, never to disappear again.
In the elevator, Su Xiaoqiang was the first to speak despite the scrutinizing gaze from his old father beside him, and asked the boy's name, Li Longyuan.
Such a majestic and even imperial name obviously did not match the sunny boy in front of him. However, in Su Xiaoqiang's heart at that time, there were only little stars twinkling in his eyes. He was good-looking and had a nice name.
The awkward atmosphere was broken by Su's father's dull and strange cough, and Su Xiaoqiang finally came back to his senses.
Su's father asked, "Xiao Yuan, what do you do at home?" Just as he asked, the elevator door had already opened.
He was surprised to find that the boy had not clicked on other floors after entering the elevator. In other words, he also came to the top floor to attend this business banquet.
Just when Su Xiaoqiang and his daughter were led to verify their identities by the waiter wearing the hotel's standard white shirt, the boy in sportswear beside them had disappeared.
The banquet was certainly not a good one. Even though the expensive dishes were placed all over the exquisite table covered with white cloth, Su Xiaoqiang's favorite was the best Emmaus caviar. The value of a 24-karat gold can easily exceeded the US dollar.
.There is also no shortage of dishes such as black truffles, red matsutake mushrooms, and French foie gras.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But this does not allow a girl who is being scrutinized and even ridiculed to enjoy this rare delicacy with peace of mind.
In this coastal city, mining companies that have risen like nouveau riche companies like Su's Company are in a very awkward position. They have obviously fallen out of the middle class, but they seem to have an invisible barrier between them and the real upper class.
It seems that among all the families in Shilan Middle School, Su Xiaoqiang's family is the well-deserved top class. The classmates in the class like to call her the little goddess because her family is really rich, but this also brings distance.
Su Xiaoqiang couldn't fit into the conversation between ordinary female students, such as saving money to buy a Gucci bag or Givenchy launching a new lipstick.
The latest models of luxury brands that she revealed every time she made a gesture were enough to keep the classmates around her at arm's length. Although her intention was not to show off, she had already been excluded from different circles.
Su Xiaoqiang also felt sad about this, but in the end she accepted the situation straightforwardly. Since she owns a lot of mines and a lot of money, it’s not bad to be a handsome little rich woman in the eyes of others!
Except for having few friends, everything is fine.
But after that banquet, Su Xiaoqiang discovered that these real upper-class power holders were not very friendly to his family. The arrogance revealed in their words had clearly drawn a clear line between them and the nouveau riche like the Su family.
If Su Xiaoqiang had entered the prosperous Tang Dynasty, a simple, straightforward and somewhat sensitive girl would have been bullied a lot.
After all, in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the Su family's wealth could only be considered to be at a middle level, and they were labeled as the most despised nobility among the nobility.
That's it, a girl under the mocking gaze doesn't even dare to reach out to the food she likes in front of her.
She felt that the brand decorations she carefully matched before arriving would be ridiculed by people nearby, as if a lady was complaining: "Look, this is the aesthetic of the nouveau riche!"
So she could only sip the orange juice in the cup bit by bit to calm her inner trembling and timidity.
Until a sunny boy wearing a black sportswear and a baseball cap appeared next to her, his tall and slender figure blocking her from the foolish gazes around her.
He also held two silver trays in his hands, which were full of Emmaus caviar, with plump particles. He noticed the girl's gaze before and deduced the food she really liked.
"Thanks!"
The girl carefully took the wooden spoon and silver tray handed by the boy. She had never been so careful. If the classmates in the class saw her current appearance, their jaws would even drop. Such a shy and introverted posture could appear.
On the proud little goddess.
But it is undeniable that she is scared. Everyone here can easily see through the gorgeous appearance of a brand-name suit, hiding such a fragile girl's heart.
But they never cared, just like the ferocious wolves on the grassland would not sympathize with the weak sheep. They would only stare at her with their green eyes, and wait until the sheep trembled under such eyes to the point where they could not move their legs, and then they would use their sharp
The teeth bite open the prey's neck and suck the fresh blood.
But such a young man appeared, walking silently like a lion king on the grassland. His kingly majesty made the wolves frightened and their eyes scattered.
"That's not how you behaved like this when you asked me my name before." The boy chuckled, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, and quietly looked at Su Xiaoqiang who was putting caviar into his mouth in small mouthfuls without daring to raise his head.
"Are you listening to music? Can I listen to it?" The girl suddenly raised her head, and the sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the boy's face, making his face look even more flawless.
She did not answer the boy's slightly joking question, but looked curiously at the Bluetooth headset on his left ear.
"..." After a silent silence, the boy took out a white earphone from his sportswear pocket.
The brisk prelude sounded, and Su Xiaoqiang already knew the song. She glanced at the boy in surprise. She originally thought that what she heard would be elegant piano music or some other high-end niche music.
Unexpectedly, it was a simple and widely circulated song called "Daoxiang".
"Don't give up so easily. Like I said, if you can't chase your dream, just change it to another dream..." The brisk rap song dispelled the haze in the girl's heart, and the originally coyly crossed hands gradually relaxed,
Return to normal eating posture.
"I like this song too!" The girl smiled for the first time at this business banquet, like a hibiscus flower blooming slowly.
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Seeing the thoughts of the girl beside him drifting further and further away, the boy who was wiping his sweat couldn't help but think about whether he should remind her. A faint male voice from behind helped him solve the problem.
"You played well, may I know your name?" The cold boy wearing the blue jersey No. 11 walked over slowly, holding a white towel in his hand.
Chu Zihang rarely asked other people questions.
In the same way, a natural ice face also prevented many people from asking him questions. Therefore, people in Shilan Middle School almost never heard that he had any friends.
The cold boy's initiative indeed aroused the attention and interest of many people, and also interrupted Su Xiaoqiang who was in a distracted state. She couldn't help but stand aside with a stern look on her face, but she was unwilling to stray too far away from Player Zero.
"Li family, Long Yuan."
PS: This article gradually transitions from Chapter 22 to the main plot of the Dragon Clan. If you want to see if it has the flavor of the Dragon Clan, you can start reading it from Chapter 22.
When I first started writing, the words and sentences may not be concise enough, but the author promises that the rest of the article will gradually get better.
Finally, let’s see if Dragon Clan fans can try their best to substitute the protagonist in the novel. The author makes the protagonist’s appearance, family background, and bloodline noble and perfect. It’s just annoying that every time I read novels, the protagonist in it looks very ordinary and lives an ordinary life.
It's boring and there's no sense of immersion at all.