The hottest summer of the year is coming again. Whether it is college, middle school or primary school, it is on vacation at this time, only the students in the cram school in the third year are still fighting against the hot summer and books. A boy next to the window in the last row of windows is now half-squinted and looking at a cheerful bird in the blue sky outside the window. The bird seems to have sensed and turns his head and gently sways his waist and flies straight towards him, and then stays on the white and blue balcony with big eyes. Then he stares at the bird's eyes, but he doesn't know what they think?

I don't believe it anymore, let's see who will die? A little bit! Sun Yang snorted in his heart and then put his elbow on his chin and then kept moving. Que'er was performing the sculpture very well. Fortunately, the breeze blew, and the soft bird fur floated gracefully and then fell down to cover his body, otherwise it would really make people mistakenly think that it was a dead thing.

In the end, the boy lost, and it was a mess, because the teacher who was teaching finally discovered his abnormality and thought that this child was learning from Cao Aman to sleep with his eyes open or Wukong's soul left his body? So he asked Sun Yang to stand up and answer a question, but he naturally shook his head and kept silent. There was no need to say anything else next, and it was another good preaching that made the whole class feel passionate. It was not until the boy standing still could not bear the pressure that the fog in his eyes rose in his body and was shaking like a flower that had been destroyed by heavy rain for a night before he let him go. He sighed with satisfaction and continued to teach.

The Queer outside the window was flew up by this stutter, extremely happy and comfortable, as if he was proud to win the "Dirty Staring Competition". When he saw another Queer not far away, he spread his wings and chased him over, chasing him farther and farther away until he disappeared from sight.

Sun Yang sighed as he slapped on his hips, extremely entangled and complicated. There was the melancholy of the time and playing with the disappearance, the melancholy of the teacher and classmates successfully concealed the pleasures of the teachers and classmates with his superb acting skills, and of course there was a trace of confusion and gray tone that belonged to children of this age, and in the end, there was a trace of guilt towards their parents that had never been destroyed.

After class, Sun Yang was about to meet Mr. Zhou's daughter, but was ruthlessly poked. He glared at the female classmate in front of him in anger and said fiercely: "Please, why do you girls always use this trick? You either poke or pinch. Can you do something innovative? Can you be like a lady? But please make your voice normal, don't be coquettish, I can't stand that."

The girl's name is Zhang Xiaolan, who is the class monitor in this class. She is responsible for handling the relationship between the teacher and the student. Her recent task is to influence Sun Yang to make him move. However, the deadline is one month, and she will have to re-engineer the seat next month. Naturally, she will have nothing to do after that. Maybe the class teacher is just taking a formality, leaving people with his destiny, and he didn't expect Sun Yang to have an epiphany. But Zhang Xiaolan obviously doesn't think so. She has tried to do the best in everything she does since she was a child, and this is the same. Just now, Sun Yang was severely criticized by the teacher and felt uncomfortable. She always thought it was her fault and didn't take him well, so she wanted to say something. (Is this familiar? I'm so embarrassed to steal your Shen Jiayi...)

After Sun Yang's slap, Zhang Xiaolan forgot what he was going to say before. He seemed to remember something and blushed slightly, and said softly: "Then I will use a book to shoot you next time, at least it won't hurt." Sun Yang rolled his eyes and continued to sleep. At this time, Zhang Xiaolan finally recalled the taste and said anxiously: "Don't change the topic. You promised me to study hard and try it. Why are you distracted in class again?"

Even if Sun Yang is disturbed and disturbed, he is not sleepy anymore. So I just chat with her. Although there is usually a generation gap between good students and bad students, this situation does not seem to have happened to Sun and Zhang. One of them is quiet but can afford to joke. The other is lively and erotic and speechless. It is a perfect match from the perspective of personality. It is quite suitable from the perspective of height and appearance. Sun Yang is 1.83 meters tall and Zhang Xiaolan is 1.75 meters tall and wearing shoes. She is not only beautiful, but also has a gentle personality. Although she is not a recognized school beauty, she is also of this level. She is very well-known in the school. Many boys regard her as a goddess. At least many boys in this class express their admiration for her privately.

Not to mention Sun Yang, his natural clothes rack, his face is not dark or creamy, but it is very pleasing and looks better the more he looks, which is easy to fascinate. Although his academic performance is not good, his football skills are superb. When playing games in the evening, the audience is often surrounded by three laps inside and three laps outside, while there are few fans in other venues.

"How can you take the class seriously with a beautiful girl in front of you?" Sun Yang smiled shamelessly. He didn't want to talk about things related to study at all. Now there is only one year left before the college entrance examination, and everything seems to be too late.

"Don't deliberately show off a pig's appearance, I won't eat this." Zhang Xiaolan learned from the previous lessons and did not turn around the word "beauty", otherwise Sun Yang could say that he had been in several classes, and he was beyond his reach, and he could only blush and shy. She shouted, "Do you think I don't know that you saw a class outside the window?"

"I didn't expect it~" Sun Yang deliberately dragged his voice sarcastically, and then said in a weak and gentle tone when Zhang Xiaolan frowned in confusion, "I didn't expect you to peek at someone else, I don't want to live anymore."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaolan was showing signs of being angry, Sun Yang quickly stopped talking, and the deskmates around him had already laughed, but only Sun Yang dared to make such a harmless joke with her.

The ten minutes of fighting and playing quickly passed. The next class was English. Sun Yang was abnormally unslept or bored, so he listened as seriously as possible. Zhang Xiaolan, in the front row, saw his reaction and gently pursed his lips. He became more and more determined to change his idea, but he didn't know that English was the only course that Sun Yang could follow, because only this course teacher did not use tinted glasses to look at people. Once, Sun Yang took the third place in the class in English, but the head teacher didn't believe it. As a result, he could stabilize at this level every time and let it go. This was the idea of ​​sending Zhang Xiaolan to come over one by one.

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There was an hour and a half between the evening self-study program after school in the afternoon. Sun Yangjue had hope for this every day because there was such an hour because he could play basketball. After receiving a large glass of water at the water dispenser in the corner in front, Sun Yang walked towards the court, but unexpectedly heard a slightly ridiculous sentence at the door.

"If you could use one-tenth of your energy to basketball in your studies, it wouldn't be like this now." Zhang Xiaolan leaned against the door and said, the sunset had not yet disappeared, and half of her side face and earlobes were red, with a different charm, but the person involved didn't know. When Sun Yang looked at her blankly and almost dropped the water cup to the ground, he felt a little uncomfortable, and coughed and walked forward.

Sun Yang, who woke up, was also a little ashamed and secretly scolded himself for being inadequate and walked out of the classroom. The two walked side by side towards the canteen. They had to pass the playground to go to the canteen, so they would go together. There were chats without a single match, and for some reason, they deliberately found some relaxed and interesting topics to talk about, laughing all the way, and they looked like a couple. Sun Yang happened to catch a boy walking towards him who saw the scene of the two laughing and intimate scenes changing drastically. First, they suddenly turned pale, then turned green, and finally turned red. It seemed that he was a destined to be injured. He felt a little unbearable. Fortunately, the stadium was right in front of him, so he could do less evil.

I greeted my familiar football friends, then scattered a few shots and started playing in groups for halftime. There were only so many experts in the entire school, and naturally formed a small circle. Some even started to know each other since the first year of high school, so I was naturally more familiar with them.

After the group was grouped, Sun Yang's group rested first, which was also a disguised recognition of its strength. It was not until this time that Sun Yang discovered that Zhang Xiaolan did not go to have a meal, but stood among a small group of girls watching the game. Seeing Sun Yang noticed that she was so cute that she threw up her red tongue and nodded, which was considered to be a greeting.

It's interesting. When did she watch the game? Sun Yang was puzzled in his heart and didn't pay attention to the victory or defeat on the court. Generally, there are five goals in a set. If the strength of the two teams is very different, it will indeed make rapid progress. The battle will be resolved in minutes, and even breathless.

After jumping twice and moving his body, Sun Yang could touch the ring with a light leap, but now he can't dunk at will. He can play tricks when there is no one.

The group who won the victory smiled and said he didn't have to be too serious, just playing, and was obviously a little afraid. The other three people on Sun Yang's side, except for a fat man, were all small people who were good at flexibility, but their basic skills were very solid. The group who won the inside line was good, and just relied on the guy wearing the No. 34 O'Neal's jersey scored three goals in a row. The core of the group who talked to Sun Yang was named Zhang Hao, who was relatively smooth, but his skills were really good. Except for No. 34, he scored 3 goals, and he scored all of them, and he could break and shoot. Zhang Hao knew that Sun Yang had to guard himself from the beginning, so he showed his weakness as an enemy. Unfortunately, he was destined to be useless because Sun Yang never underestimated anyone, especially on the court, because this was where the miracle happened.

ps: New pit, do you dare to jump? Whether you dare or not, I hope to give you a collection and support, because this is giving Xiaoyao confidence! I dare not promise anything, even if I say it, everyone doesn’t believe it? I have long since cleared my character, I just want to say one thing, actually I don’t want to be the chief executive, I will write this book well, I really don’t read any good basketball novels recently, so I personally took it myself, I hope you like it, this is a history of the struggle of a poor student who is ignorant, and the domestic papers will not last long. I really look forward to seeing how many disasters he has gone to the United States
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