Chapter 27

English word book, from class to school.

His handwriting was very big, and he finally finished writing it. He accidentally touched the soda bottle with his elbow, and it was spilled on the paper, making the words dizzy.

Fortunately, you can see clearly.

To be honest, during the time of copying words, Xingcheng has learned several new words. He asked about the pronunciation seriously and waited to express it in front of his brother tonight.

When he got home and tied his pocket with a rope, Xingcheng also put a piece of Ferrero inside.

Last time, because his father caught him, Xingcheng kept thinking about the unsent Ferrero.

As soon as Ning Xi got the word book, he read it again and again. He couldn't help but call Xingcheng down with a phone call, and when he met, he started to scold him: "Why are your handwriting so ugly?"

This college entrance examination cannot be considered good, and it is not neat at all. The marking teacher is upset to see it.

Xingcheng drank a lot of carbonated drinks today, and the more he drank, he became more and more excited. Now he had a fruity smell in his mouth: "The word is like the person, this is called "Quiet."

Ning Xi was speechless and glanced at him with his squint eyes.

Why does this person look so ugly and his writing is so ugly? After an essay, I guess he will lose several points in the paper?

Xingcheng knew that Ning Xi's handwriting looked good, but he still couldn't help but say, "You write one and I'll read it?"

Ning Xi lowered his eyes, pinched the pen and wrote his own name on the paper, with a golden hook and iron stroke, and his bones were full of energy. His pen tip was as beautiful as Ning Xi, and every stroke was like water and wind.

Xingcheng picked up a red pen and drew a love heart around Ning Xi's signature to frame it.

Ning Xi looked at it and shook his hand: "Bored."

He pinched the pen and turned it around, Xingcheng smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the words are like the person? This is you."

Ning Xi was too lazy to talk to Xingcheng about his writing problem. This person always had a thousand ways to turn the topic between them. Once the relationship was in place, everything he said was like flirting.

Seeing Xingcheng pounce on him, Ning Xi quickly looked and held Xingcheng's ears. He was startled by the burning sensation in his hands and scolded him with a cold face: "Little bastard."

"I'm just a bastard, what's wrong with it? Twist, twist me hard!"

Xingcheng is just a person who loves tormented by his brother, and he still enjoys being scolded.

This sentence is not enough, Xingcheng is still playing tricks on his lips: "Brother, you are still a big bastard. A gentleman does not speak, you take both of them..."

Ning Xi was furious and opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't refute a word. He really used some strength to let go and bend his knees to block it: "I will teach you a lesson sooner or later..."

Xingcheng suddenly jumped onto the bed: "No matter how you teach a lesson, you will succeed!"

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The spring breeze passes through the willows, and the greenness rises like a flower.

The glimmer of sunny days simmers in front of my eyes, reflecting in March belonging to Chengdu.

The first monthly exam score in the next second year of high school has come out, and it is more than 450. If Xingcheng keeps this score, the undergraduate line of the third year of high school will basically be stable.

But in a campus like Shizhong, where he is a top student in one step, his grades are simply taken as the tail of a crane.

Besides, Ning Xi’s senior high school review has entered the sprint stage. In the last two months, where can I get the time to give him some lessons?

Xingcheng knew that he could not hold his brother back, so he had to attend classes seriously and on time every day. He also specifically reminded Ren Mei that if he accidentally fell asleep while he was in class, he would wake him up.

As a result, it turned out that telling Ren Mei was useless. The two boys gathered together to sleep together, and most of the morning passed.

Every morning, I only have time to exercise during class, so I can be a little more awake.

He still remembers that he had just come to school when he was in his first year of high school. Every day he did some fun during breaks, he would look for his brother everywhere. Occasionally, he was very nervous when he stood in the open space in front of his brother.

When Xingcheng was in junior high school, he was very good at being in Qingyang District, not to mention going to high school. This person is a little older and more sensible, and he is even more at ease in causing trouble. Although he is not like the young and dandy, at least if something happens to a brother, Xingcheng will just pick up a stool.

Xingcheng's family is a military family. His father never opposed Xingcheng's personality. He just told him to have a degree and not be expelled, and where can I find a better school to study for him?

He is not learning that material.

But occasionally looking at Ning Xi's back, Xingcheng felt that he had to find a way to keep up.

Even in all aspects of life, you have to keep up.

First love is for two boys to grow up, and it is also the most harsh test given by life.

Xingcheng knew how Ning Xi, who was insecure, got rid of all the constraints and rushed to his side.

At that time in junior high school, he was still a boy who was yelling at KTV's "Superstars in Troubled Times" and "A Laugh in the Sea". By the end of July this year, he will become a truly upright man.

The weather has become warmer and there are more people on the court. Xingcheng asked a big brother in the district to ask for a place in a game, one hundred yuan per game, ten assists and five two-pointers, and the money can be obtained.

The venue is set at the Decathlon Stadium in Wuhou District, right next to the road, with a high net across each venue, full of players wearing various uniforms and wearing many big sneakers, sweating profusely. Occasionally, there are a few streetball players who can play in different places, which can abuse a big thug at a time.

Xingcheng changed into a pair of better shoes this time, the mandarin duck style, the color of the left and right feet is different, and the black short sleeves are all black, and the aura and height can destroy everyone on the field.

1.85 meters tall is actually not particularly tall among basketball players, but Xingcheng wins because his eyebrows are tough, his eyebrows are twisted, and there is a hint of provocation on the corners of his mouth, which is really intimidating.

The sun was very bright this afternoon, and one session lasted for more than an hour. Fortunately, Xingcheng was not injured. He received 100 yuan and was called to Jinjiang District for help.

He rarely goes to the venues there. The first is that he is afraid of playing black balls and meets Ying Yuchen. The second is that he has no acquaintances to help him stare at them. If he causes something on the court, it will be difficult to deal with alone.

Most people who play basketball are loyal and play together. No matter how awesome you are in a row, you will step on other people's fields. Isn't this a hurry to find trouble?

But this incident was asked by my brother who usually helped him find work. If he didn't want to go, he had to give him face.

When he arrived, he was sweating all over his body, and his wrist was covered with tape tied with Jiu Jitsu. The other hand had no strength and bite it with his mouth. He tore it while walking, tied his shoelaces tightly, looked carefully to his neck, and could see a scarlet tooth mark on his collarbone.

There was an acquaintance on the field before, and when asked what was going on, Xingcheng didn't hide it and generously admitted that the object was biting.

He also found that after his brother became closer and closer to him, his heart was really like a cat, both arrogant and domineering, and he was obedient and powerless to resist.

I enjoyed it very much.

As soon as he got the ball, he played with great power and directly cut off the opponent's pass plan. He won the first blood from the fast break, winning a lot of praise on the sidelines.

He hasn't seen many basketball teams in Jinjiang District. The ones participating in the city are also teams in the school. Can the school compare with the society?

Xingcheng knew that he would be intercepted if he showed his strength. His movements were slightly restrained, and he was not as fierce as the previous quarter. He took a step back and made another point.

He doesn't need to show off here, just get the money.

During the half-time break, there were a few women on the sidelines who were older than him who were in their early twenties and came over with their arms, and their shiny nails were shaking in the sun, making their eyes hurt.

No matter how much Xingcheng surrenders to life, this issue is impossible to make any sense.

He didn't want Ning Xi to think a little bit biased.

"Run!"

A familiar shout exploded behind him, and Xingcheng's scalp was about to explode. When he turned around, he saw Ying Yuchen's sweat all over his body and his obedient face was red with exhaustion.

Damn, why did you meet again?

Seeing that he was tired of playing in the next court, Xingcheng took the initiative to run over: "Why are you here?"

Ying Hechen glared at me: "I still want to ask you, do you know your teammate?"

Xingcheng didn't say anything anymore, he still had one or two hundred yuan in his pocket.

He took the water he bought with Chen, unscrewed the lid and poured the mineral water on his chest, let the cold water wet the collar, let the cold water make a pleasant sigh, and said seriously: "Don't tell my brother."

Because I had a good relationship with Ning Xi, Ying Youchen regarded Xingcheng as his younger brother, so he naturally couldn't stand him like this and ignored his own safety: "How did you promise me last time?"

Ying Youchen has always been a young man at home, and the whole family is extremely spoiled by him. When he meets a younger person than him, he wants to be his brother since he was a child, he is very strict.

"I told you not to play this kind of ball anymore. Do you think you don't listen?"

Xingcheng was hit on the field just now, and his arm was scratched by a blood mark on the watch that was not taken off by an unethical person. He grinned in pain and hummed and replied: "I understand..."

Isn’t his brother a sprint? He has to pay for a lot of review materials, and he has to eat midnight snacks to study at night, which all costs money.

He couldn't tell Ying Youchen about this, because Ying Youchen didn't understand what it felt like to have no money.

Ying Youchen rolled up his sleeves and was about to start educating him. Before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Why are you here?"

As soon as the sound came out, Xingcheng subconsciously covered his arms, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations.

Ning Xi was wearing a white short-sleeved pair of basketball shoes that Xingcheng bought for him on his feet. He stood behind Ying Yuchen and stared at Xingcheng who was stunned.

When he entered the venue, he saw his brother. The blood mark on half of his arm almost stinged his eyes.

Ying and the minister subconsciously blocked Xingcheng's face: "Xi, why are you here so soon..."

Ning Xi frowned and said concisely: "Take a taxi."

Ying Youchen couldn't find a word for a while, so he had to ask: "Didn't you say you're taking the bus?"

This afternoon, he asked Ning Xi to come and play with him. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Xingcheng who came out to take on work. And combined with the previous encounter, it seemed that Ning Xi didn't know that Xingcheng made money here.

Ning Xi's eyes never left Xingcheng.

He replied: "I felt panic before I even got to the bus stop and chose to take a taxi."

After saying this, he still did not forget Xingcheng here and asked: "Xingcheng, why are you here?"

Didn’t you say you went to play board games with Ren Mei and the others this afternoon?

Xingcheng's heart skipped a beat, he bit his lip, and lied to his brother. He probably had to explain it here today.

He bypassed Ying Yuchen, took a deep breath and said, "I'll play ball."
To be continued...