The basketball game has attracted much attention from many parties. The cheering and cheering of large numbers of girls made the scene very lively and lively, which attracted Qu Bai and his party.

"Song Ye Xu Zihang refuels, song Ye Xu Zihang refuels!"

Sitting on the referee's bench, Qu Bai listens to the shouts in his ear and picks at the corners of his mouth. It seems that the kid is also a man of the day at school.

However, Leng Yue's heart was full of displeasure, especially when she saw Qu Bai's reaction. She hated song Ye deeply. She turned her eyes to the seat of the student union, and her eyes flashed a trace of cruelty.

When the match was about to begin, the team of No.1 Middle School in No.3 middle school was ready. At this time, song ye and Xu Zihang were the only two missing in the third middle school.

"What kind of ostentation can't be compared with that of our No. 1 middle school in learning, and our temper is not small." The leader of the team, a middle school boy, muttered with disdain.

A middle school student nearby immediately cheered for No. 3 middle school, "a good-looking little white face, but I can't learn, and my sports cells are not so good. Why don't you dare to come out now? If you have the seed, please come up and have a competition. Ha ha... "

This man is also jealous. Watching the girls swarming to support song ye and Xu Zihang, he is not satisfied.

One is a school with cutting-edge learning. What can be ridiculed is the achievement.

After a long time of calling, the two slender figures finally came late. After a close look, everyone was stunned.

"Why, why don't they wear uniforms?"

"Yes, but black and white, so handsome!"

After a brief pause, the girls were attracted by beauty and rejoined into the crazy cheering.

The old headmaster was embarrassed in his seat. After all, he was a son of a family and a friend of Qu Bai. Even if he did not meet the requirements, he could only turn a blind eye.

On the other hand, the boys in No.1 middle school are not eyes, but their noses are not noses. Their breath is sour. "What's special? Do you want to be a singer? No matter how much tricks you play, it's not a vase. "

The words were just heard by the coming song Ye. She stood in the position of the vanguard with cold eyebrows and cold eyes. After standing, she straightened her waist and said in a flat tone: "you can't even compare with a vase."

"What do you mean?" The boy on the opposite side was stunned. He was so angry that he changed his face. Subconsciously, he wanted to find song Ye's theory.

On the way, he was separated by Xu Zihang and warned in a low voice, "if you don't want to be disabled, you can play the game."

He originally meant that song ye would break the strength of a person's arm at random, but the other party could not understand him. However, he remembered that Xu Zihang was a thug leader of No. 3 middle school. For a time, he was afraid, but he did not dare to attack again.

Before the match, his face turned red and his ears turned red, which made the gunpowder smell stronger.

Beep!

When the whistle of the game rings, song ye and the opposite boy jump high at the same time to seize the ownership of basketball.

After Song Ye grabbed the basketball, he quickly passed it to Xu Zihang in the rear. The latter turned around and made a three-point ball, which was clean and right in the basket. It took only two seconds to get the first scoring point, which was too fast for people.

In the screams of all the girls, song Ye's figure has moved to the backboard. The white T-shirt is tightly attached to her slightly thin body. She shuttles freely and flexibly among the crowd like the wind. Until the second point is won, the team of No.1 middle school is in a hurry to join the fight.

On the court, Xu Zihang's black T-shirt was wrapped around his strong upper body. His long arm with wheat skin held the basketball as if he was searching for something. His cold half face was sweating because of sports and outlined sharp edges and corners.

Song Ye is a white T-shirt, delicate and thin, fast as lightning, white fingertips playing basketball, like playing piano, that cold face is now open and wanton, full of the breath of youth.

One black and one white shuttle in the crowd, every move is tacit. In just 20 minutes, they have suppressed the opponent with an overwhelming result of 40:0.

By the time the whistle sounded to announce the end of the game, the players in No. 1 middle school had collapsed completely.

Song Ye raised his hand and clapped Xu Zihang's hand. Both of his two equally excellent faces could not help but smile. The smile fell in the eyes of the boy just now, which was ironic.

Even a vase is worse than a slap in the mouth.

Originally, song ye also wanted to slow down the rhythm and give the other side a step down. However, her opponent killed herself and provoked her to open fire without mercy.

After winning the victory easily, the crowd went to the seats of the student union to get water to quench their thirst. Xu Zihang raised his hand and asked song ye to drink it. He would help her to get it.

"Take this one. It's still hot." A student next to me handed me another cup.

"Well." Sweat dripping Xu Zihang should a, conveniently took that cup of water to song ye, "drink quickly."

Song ye took it and took a sip. As soon as it touched the coating of her tongue, she noticed something was wrong. She murmured and spat out the water. At the moment, there was no movement. A pair of eyes swept around her."What's the matter?" At that time, Xu Zihang was the nearest, so song Ye's pause did not escape his eyes.

Song Ye shook his head, calmly threw the water to the garbage can, "the water was drugged." Just after the entrance, the tongue coating tasted a slight bitter taste. Although it was only a little change, she could still keenly catch it.

"What?" Xu Zihang was shocked. He immediately grabbed her arm and looked back at the seat of the student union. However, he could not find the student again. He was calm and nervous. "What's your reaction?"

"Not yet. Don't scare the snake." Song Ye flicked his hand and walked out of the field calmly. She didn't know if it was just tongue coating. If something happened to her, the first person who couldn't let go was the one who started.

Xu Zihang also blamed himself for his carelessness. He handed the problematic water to song Ye. At present, he ordered his subordinates to strictly guard against the situation and seize the black hand behind him.

But before the black hand was caught, the sports committee member of the first class came to inform song ye to replace the football match in the afternoon, saying that a temporary team was injured and could not participate.

"There are so many boys in the class, why do they look for song ye?" Xu Zihang was sitting under a big tree with a gloomy face.

Others don't know that song Ye is a girl. Does a class not know?

The sports commissar was also in a dilemma and scratched his head: "other people have competitions at that time. I can't help it either."

Xu Zihang's face sank, and there was something to say, but song Ye stopped her words. She leaned under the tree trunk, closed her eyes gently, and said, "I will play in the afternoon."

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