Jing Huan said: "I'm a sophomore."

The man walked to Jing Huan, crossed his waist and asked, "Senior brother? So how can you play basketball?"

Jing Huan: "I know a little bit."

"Just know, we are short of people in the game, let's make up the number?"

Jing Huan glanced at Xiang Huaizhi: "Senior, are you going to fight too?"

Before Xiang Huaizhi could find an excuse to leave, the boy beside him was ahead of him.

"Brother Xiang must have been fighting. He has been sitting here for a long time, and the last one is missing. If you come, we will start immediately."

"Oh..." Jing Huan should be very happy, "Okay, but I want to be with the seniors, so I can come."

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows slightly and swallowed the excuse of leaving.

The boy nodded: "Haha, yes, come in."

After Jing Huan entered the venue, he stood beside Xiang Huaizhi and began to warm up.

He was wearing a regular outfit, but fortunately he was shorts and sneakers on his feet, so it was not difficult to run.

Xiang Huaizhi glanced at his white sneakers, which were a piece of thin and straight calves, which formed a strong contrast with the muscles and thick legs of other boys around him.

He withdrew his gaze and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "If you don't want to hit, you can refuse directly."

"Why don't you want to?" Jing Huan looked at him in confusion, and said with the corner of his mouth, "I originally planned to ask you out to play basketball these days, but I didn't expect that I just happened to hit him."

Xiang Huaizhi suddenly became a little uncertain about Jing Huan's thoughts.

“…Appoint me? Why?”

"Because I think you play very well."

"Have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen you play, but I have seen you catch the ball." Jing Huan raised his hand, imitated him that night, and made a gesture of vagueness, "Cool!"

Xiang Huaizhi raised his lips and smiled.

Xiang Huaizhi had that cold and arrogant face, and his single eyelids added a bit of coldness to him, and it was rare to be softer when he smiled.

The ten people were divided into two groups, and Jing Huan stood with the people from his team and discussed their respective positions.

Xiang Huaizhi was the defender, while Jing Huan was assigned to the striker.

Jing Huan guessed correctly. Xiang Huaizhi was really good at playing basketball. He scored two three-pointers in a row and started 6-0 directly.

More and more people were watching this game, especially the number of girls, who whispered to each other and lingered among the two most dazzling boys on the court.

Jing Huan is 178 tall. Although he is not tall, he has good jumping ability and is no problem playing as a forward. He transports the ball and starts to observe the forwards of other teams.

The others were fine, but there was a tall boy with a serious expression and looked difficult to deal with. He only thought about it for two seconds before breaking to the right side, and the opponent immediately stepped forward to defend.

Just as the man was about to dunk Jing Huan's shot, Jing Huan suddenly turned around and transported the ball to the back.

Not to mention the opponent, even the teammates didn't react. Only Xiang Huaizhi, who didn't know whether he had been on guard or had a fast reaction, took Jing Huan's basketball and shot three-pointer again decisively.

Basketballs enter the basket, 13-2, crushing score.

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect the ball to enter, and he seemed to have a good feel today.

Just as he was thinking, the team opposite applied for a rest, the junior brother who was playing the striker ran towards him.

"Senior, hurry up, high high!" Jing Huan stretched out his palm and looked towards him.

Xiang Huai Yidun and raised his palm with him.

After Jing Huan forced a high-five with the other party, he deliberately rubbed the other party's palm, and said with a smile: "Touch the feel."

The boy's hands are not rough, the touch is soft and it feels very comfortable to rub.

Before Xiang Huaizhi could come back to his senses, Jing Huan had already put his hands away and ran back to his position.

The rest time ended quickly, and the person who guarded Xiang Huaizhi changed one, who was the strong man who played the striker before.

Jing Huan didn't care. Xiang Huaizhi liked to score three points. Although the boy was strong, he was not as tall as Xiang Huaizhi. Because he jumped up, he seemed very heavy and could not stop Xiang Huaizhi.

But things are obviously not that simple.

The game started again. Two minutes later, Xiang Huaizhi received the ball again. He raised his hand and pretended to shoot a three-pointer. He wanted to make a fake move and then break through the dunk, but suddenly he was hit hard by someone on his chest. The place where the opponent's elbow was pushed to hurt heartily.

He knew.

The one who defended him was the idiot in the dormitory next door last semester, the basketball team, and playing basketball was recognized as dirty. If it weren't for the physical advantage there, it would have been thrown out by the basketball team.

Xiang Huaizhi frowned, and a slight groan was heard in his throat, but his hands did not stop. He changed his tactics, did not pass the ball, and directly used it as a three-pointer and did not make it.

The ball landed on the ground and was caught by the person on the other side. Xiang Huaizhi didn't say a word, turned around to defend and glared at the strong man coldly.

The strong man shrugged and smiled at him innocently.

After halftime, the score reached 21-10, and Xiang Huaizhi's side was still an overwhelming advantage.

After a few minutes of break, Xiang Huaizhi was calm and was about to find trouble for the boy when his wrist was grabbed.

"Senior," said Jing Huan, "Let's change the position? I kind of want to play the defender."

Thinking of the opponent's defender's method, Xiang Huaizhi said: "Next time, it's already halftime, I'll be on guard against him and have experience."

"I'm very good at defending people," Jing Huan insisted, "Let me try it out, I'll practice it. If it really doesn't work, we'll exchange it for a quarter."

Xiang Huaizhi hesitated for a moment before reassuring: "...just one section."

The two returned to the bench to rest. Jing Huan took out her cell phone and wiped her sweat while reading the WeChat message.

Lu Wenhao: Damn Xiao Jing, why did you play basketball? You don’t call me a buddy when you play games?!

Xiao Jingya: How do you know I am playing basketball?

Lu Wenhao:【Picture】

Lu Wenhao: The school group has been posting photos of you and Senior Xiang, it would be strange if you don’t know.

Jing Huan clicked on it and saw more than ten photos. The camera was aimed at either him or Xiang Huaizhi. Everyone else was almost making a shadow clone.

He was used to it and replied, "Want it casually."

Lu Wenhao: But why are you with this person? [Picture]

Lu Wenhao circled out the opponent's scoring defender in the photo.

Lu Wenhao: This guy is very dirty when playing basketball. Last time, he poked the eyebrows of a man next door and bleeded.

Xiang Huaizhi heard the people around him sneer and subconsciously looked sideways, and happened to see the pink avatar on his mobile phone screen.

The familiar avatar says something strange.

Xiao Jing: Am I afraid of him? Just squat in the school group and just watch how dad does it for a while.

"..." Xiang Huaizhi looked back.

At the beginning of the third quarter, Jing Huan stood in front of the strong man and twisted his neck.

"Why are you again?" The man laughed when he saw him, "Xiang Huaizhi was driven away by my guard?"

Jing Huan smiled and said, "I heard that you are very good at playing basketball, so I'll take a look."

The boy laughed: "No problem, learn a little."

A few minutes later, the strong man got the ball and thought that he must dunk a basket so that the junior could open his eyes.

He wanted to break through with confidence, but as soon as half of his body passed, his chest was hit hard with his elbow. He exhaled in pain without any warning, his legs became weak, and he sat down to the ground.

Everyone was stunned and hurriedly went up to see him. Only the initiator was still standing there, picking up the basketball from the ground and patting it a few times.

"Fuck you-" The boy came to his senses, his face turned red, and he glared at Jing Huan angrily, "You bumped into me like this?! Did you do it on purpose?"

In fact, Jing Huan's poke was not heavy. Instead, he wanted to break through Jing Huan and deliberately used a lot of energy, but he rebounded on himself.

Xiang Huaizhi frowned and walked forward, and happened to hear Jing Huan say innocently: "I am defending myself."

"Just defending right!" The man finally recovered, "You are deliberately hitting someone! Foul! Fuck..."

Xiang Huaizhi interrupted him with sharp eyes: "Clean your mouth."

Jing Huan didn't care. He raised the corner of his mouth and said leisurely: "So you know that this is considered a foul, is it?"

Xiang Huaizhi paused when he heard this, and his dark eyes looked at the people around him.

It turned out that he saw it.
Chapter completed!