Chapter 31

On the field, the girl was wearing a jersey with a black lining. In the sun, her arms were slender and her collarbone was clear.

The skin is cold and snow-white. It turns thin red due to exercise, like a warm jade carving.

With every run and attack, infinite vitality burst from her and caught all eyes from all directions.

Or exclamation, or amazement, or consternation.

There were others on the court, but everyone agreed to see only her.

"Beautiful and SA!"

"Our girls play basketball better than your boys."

"The key is that Jiang Fuyue is still ahead."

"It's fucking embarrassing..."

At that time, Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang were still in the classroom.

They received the news almost at the same time, and then quickly logged in to the school forum and clicked on the hot post on the home page. The full screen of "Jiang Fuyue", in addition to this name, there were also photos of her wearing a Jersey.

Running, dribbling, confrontation, take-off shooting

The girl was sweating, but she was breathtaking.

"Shit - who can I show you with so few clothes?" Yi said a low curse, grabbed his cell phone and walked out.

Zhong Ziang followed, never forgetting to bring his baby basketball, and his expression was eager to try.

"Wipe! Brother Ci, are you crazy? It's still in class, you..."

Only two winds swept away in response to him.

"Why is Zhong Ziang crazy?"

……

When they went down the stairs, they inevitably met.

Yi CI: "Why are you following me?"

Zhong Ziang: "if you can't talk, don't fart. Who follows you?"

Yi CI quickens his pace.

Zhong Ziang is unwilling to show weakness.

Finally, it developed into a sprint race.

Unfortunately, when the two arrived, the ball game was over, and a group of people were slowly dispersing, talking excitedly about the "subversive" confrontation——

The subversion of gender, the peak of score, and the subversion of their established impression of Jiang Fuyue!

The center of the discussion was not at the scene. Yi CI caught a classmate and asked, "where are Jiang Fuyue people?"

"I seem to have been called away by Mr. Meng."

……

In the corner.

"Well, would you like to?" Meng Zhijian looked forward to the girl's eyes as if she were looking at a piece of delicious pork.

Jiang Fuyue didn't respond.

Meng Zhijian was worried. "I tell you, not only IMO has a future, but iPho is as powerful! More than 40 countries participate in the competition every year, affecting all five continents. We don't mention these far away, but we can say that if you can win the award, it's no problem to recommend top universities such as B University and Q University. Even if you want to go abroad, you can take the Ivy offer freely..."

Let his tongue be full of lotus, Jiang Fuyue was always calm from beginning to end: "I'll think about it."

"No... what else can we consider? I promise that as long as you come to the material competition class, I will give you the most comprehensive, scientific and systematic training!"

But Jiang Fuyue still said that.

Meng Zhijian scratched his ears and cheeks: "then you say, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

She drooped her eyes.

"Let me ask another question. You have gone to the Olympic mathematics class. Why can't you come to my sports class?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "there is a subsidy for the Olympic mathematics class."

“？”

"Five hundred a month."

“……”

But Wujing class didn't.

Not long ago, Meng Zhijian also ridiculed Xu Jingjiang for helping the month, not for him or Mathematical Olympiad, but for the monthly subsidy of the school. Now it's his turn to realize how much this feeling is... Grass egg!

The key is that the school really didn't give subsidies to students in the physical competition class. That's the only treatment for the Olympic mathematics class.

No one mentioned it before, and he didn't care.

What's more, which family has no foundation for students in No. 1 middle school? Who cares about the three or five hundred dollars?

It's too late for students and parents to be happy to be trained as "seed players". They really didn't take the initiative to let the school pay for subsidies.

Jiang Fuyue is an exception.

The only exception.

"This habit is not good. It not only fails to achieve discipline fairness, but also deprives students of the right to create wealth with knowledge. It also hits the enthusiasm of students in No. 1 middle school to explore the unknown and work hard."

How can you explain that? Set by set

Meng Zhijian had been dizzy. When Jiang Fuyue came out of the way, he reacted and promised her back: "I'll apply to the school right away!"

Jiang Fuyue's footsteps did not stop, but a smile came out of his mouth.

She waved her hand. "Then wait until the application comes down."

Meng Zhijian: "

Students these days are really getting worse and worse.

Jiang Fuyue picked up her coat and threw it on her. She was about to go back to the classroom. She turned around and let Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang block up.

Her eyes narrowed slightly: "what's up?"

Yi CI: "can you play basketball? Why don't I know?"

Zhong Ziang: "let's bet again, dare we?"

They opened their mouths at the same time, one questioning and one provocating.

Whoever it is, Jiang Fuyue will——

"Not interested."

With that, he left.

When they crossed them, they didn't even give one more in their eyes. They were as light as a gust of wind and couldn't catch them.

Zhong Ziang wanted to catch up and was stopped by Yi CI.

"What are you doing?!" Zhong Shao frowned and looked bad.

"I warn you not to think about Jiang Fuyue."

"Wipe - which onion are you? Can you manage?" he said as if he liked the girl, cut!

Yi CI saw the disdain in his eyes and was relieved.

Instead, he began to look at Zhong Ziang. Although he was dragged and crazy and hated more than lingxuan's little hypocrite, let alone his face.

"What did you gamble with Jiang Fuyue just now?"

Zhong Ziang sneered at the speech: "why should I tell you?"

His tone was arrogant, but it was a pity that his chin was bruised. Not only did he have no deterrent, but he added a sense of humor.

Yi Ci's expression was subtle: "I heard... You were beaten two days ago?"

Zhong Ziang was stiff.

"Won't Jiang Fuyue beat you?"

“……”

Yi CI laughed: "you coward! You were beaten by a woman, ha ha..."

I completely forgot that I had been rubbed on the wall by Jiang Fuyue.

"Shut up!" Zhong Ziang jumped violently.

"Ha ha ha ha -"

"If you laugh again, believe me or not..."

Yi Ci was not afraid: "how can you eat me?"

"I don't eat you," said Zhong Ziang, with his strange lips. "But I can chase Jiang Fuyue."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

"How dare you?"

"Why don't you dare?" Zhong Ziang smiled lazily.

"I saw her first!"

"Now I like it too."

Yi CI: "stink shameless!"

"Did she promise you? It's not like that just now. Don't be wishful thinking?"

"Hum! I can't catch you, and you can't think about it."

Zhong Ziang thought of Jiang Fuyue's fist, and the bruised part of his chin began to ache faintly, "why don't we make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Who will catch up with Jiang Fuyue first."

Yi CI frowned and subconsciously felt that it was bad, but he couldn't say what was bad.

Zhong Ziang sniffed: "don't dare to compare?"

"Compare! Who is afraid of who?" the young man's spirit can't be stimulated.

"Good! Whoever loses will be the younger brother!"

The four eyes are opposite to each other.

"It's a deal."