A few days passed quickly, and this afternoon was the basketball final for the third grade of junior high school.
In the past few days, Zhao Yunxi has not thought of any countermeasures. At that time, he can only show his cards and warn all the brothers who hope that he can kill his opponents:
"What kind of basketball game? I have now given up martial arts and turned to literature. Don't talk about these useless things. Everything is inferior. The only thing you can do well is study. Do you understand?"
Hey, no matter what, anyway, my moral integrity has been shattered and I am ready to be slapped in the face.
Having said that, Zhao Yinxi is still a little stressed. After all, his current role is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old middle school student. He doesn't care about the doubts and opinions of his peers at all. It cannot be justified in any case. Not to mention that his fake identity can
Do you have a guilty conscience if you don’t commit crime?
There is only one person in the world who can ignore what is going on outside the window and only read the books of sages, Hu Xinzhou.
When he went to school in the morning, Zhao Yunxi was a little dazed while riding his mountain bike. He was thinking about how to deal with it before the afternoon competition. Should he go down the stairs and pretend to sprain his leg? Or should he brazenly argue with them?
Zhao Yinxi was thinking more intently, and it took him a long time before he realized that Hu Xinzhou and her sister were not there not far ahead.
Zhao Yinxi jumped out of the car and looked around. There were people and traffic coming and going, but he still didn't see Hu Xinzhou.
After the monthly exam, Hu Xinzhou was no longer so cold. On the way to school, she often discussed some physics and chemistry issues with the fake Xiao Ran, and Zhao Yinxi also talked about everything.
Once, after Zhao Yinxi finished speaking, Hu Xinzhou was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Xiao Ran, have you already studied high school physics by yourself?" This question shocked Zhao Yinxi. Fortunately, Zhao Yinxi was shocked.
Hu Xinzhou just asked this question, and then began to think about his own problem again.
Didn't Hu Xinzhou go to school today? Where did he go? Zhao Yinxi was thinking secretly. He suddenly noticed that a lot of people gathered at the traffic light intersection 600 meters ahead. A police car whizzed past, and someone around him quickened his pace.
Then it seemed like people from all directions were running in that direction.
Zhao Yinxi's heart was pounding. He jumped on his mountain bike and rode forward crazily. The traffic light intersection was blocked by crowds and traffic. Firefighters in orange overalls were building ladders.
It turns out that someone jumped off the building!
Zhao Yinxi breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he was really neurotic. At that moment, he actually felt that Hu Xinzhou was related.
The person who was about to jump off the building was a woman with disheveled hair, sitting on the seventh floor bathroom window of a roadside shopping mall. What was even more worrying was that she was holding a child of about two years old in her arms. The child was so frightened that he cried loudly.
The two of them were hanging in the air, their lives hanging by a thread, and they might fall at any time.
The onlookers were talking a lot.
A kind-hearted person sighs:
"Hey, you have committed a crime. This poor woman has been forced to a dead end. Come down quickly. No matter how hard the life is, it will be over after you endure it."
Some people looked at their watches anxiously and said anxiously:
"Dance quickly. If you don't dance, I will be late for work. Don't do any performance art. Everyone's time is precious."
......
Zhao Yinxi was about to leave the noisy crowd when suddenly, a girl's cry from deep in the crowd stopped him.
"Mom, come down quickly, don't scare my brother. Mom, please, come down quickly, Xincheng and I need you."