Jiang Heng walked into the classroom, and was immediately followed by the screams of a crowd of fans.
"Wow, he really is a male god!"
"Have you noticed? The male god's attendance rate has been very high recently."
"Is it because I came to see you?"
"Oh, you are so annoying! It must be just to look at you!"
Tang Jiaojiao watched several girls pushing each other with red faces and twisting their necks sarcastically.
You don’t even care what you look like. Could the school bully come to school just to look at you? That's ridiculous!
Tang Jiaojiao would not be so sentimental as to think that the male god went to school to see her...
"Young Master Jiang, there are no exams today, why did you think of coming to school suddenly?" Tang Jiaojiao asked, her voice sweet and greasy.
Jiang Heng glanced at the review materials on his desk that Shen Wanwan had casually placed on them. "If I don't come, my desk will soon become someone else's."
When Jiang Heng answered Tang Jiaojiao's question, he didn't even look at Tang Jiaojiao. He didn't even care who asked him the question.
But Tang Jiaojiao was extremely nervous.
My heart is about to jump out of my throat!
Many people tried to talk to Mr. Jiang just now, but Mr. Jiang only answered him.
What does this prove?
After Shen Wanwan finished writing the last question in her hand, she sighed, but when she raised her eyes, her attitude had become particularly good.
She closed the exercise book in her hand, placed it on top of the books on Jiang Heng's desk, stacked them together, sorted them out, took them and put them back in the hole in her desk.
"Master Jiang, please sit down," Shen Wanwan said with a smile in her eyes.
Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at her. She was quiet and well-behaved at the moment, but she didn't look like a girl who liked fried enoki mushrooms.
Jiang Heng chuckled, kicked off the chair with his feet and sat down.
From the first class, every teacher's first reaction was shock when they saw Jiang Heng sitting in the last row.
By noon, there were more than fifty messages in the Class 9 teacher group, all discussing this matter.
But although Jiang Heng was here, he was obviously not here for class.
Otherwise, he would not leave the blackboard filled with knowledge points without looking at it, but would look over at his deskmate from time to time...
That crazy woman is really funny.
The last time he came, Shen Wanwan was still flipping through books and playing, but today she didn't take her eyes off her phone for the entire two classes.
By the third class in the morning, Shen Wanwan's phone finally ran out of battery. Jiang Heng thought it was finally time for his deskmate to study.
Can be continued.
Shen Wanwan glanced at him, wordlessly took out a power bank from her schoolbag, and silently charged her mobile phone.
Then, he looked away without any expression.
Jiang Heng said "Pfft" and burst into laughter.
If there were such interesting people in the school, then he wouldn't be absent from class every day.
Interesting indeed.
It's more interesting than mixing in a bar.
The last class on Friday afternoon for Class 9 is also a physical education class. The schedule of this class is the same as that of Class 1. It is like a relaxation before the end of a week of intense classes.
When the college entrance examination is approaching, physical education classes will become self-study. Now, while the curriculum has not been changed, students should seize the time and miss one lesson!
After the third period in the afternoon, the boys in Class 9 became agitated. They took off their coats directly in front of the girls, revealing the sports vests underneath. They held basketballs under their arms. They were all as excited as monkeys. "Brother Heng, it's rare for you to come to class for the honor. Are you going to have a fight with your brothers later?"
Those boys' families are also in business. Although they are not comparable to the Jiang family, they are still richer in an objective sense.
Jiang Heng's eyes unconsciously fell towards Shen Wanwan. Shen Wanwan didn't look at him. The girl's side face was cold and cold. She took the earphones and stood up. After leaving the classroom, she headed to the playground.
"Brother Heng! Are you going?" The boys' casual voices pulled Jiang Heng out of his wild thoughts.
Jiang Heng tugged on his earrings and said, "Go."
The boys whistled excitedly.
The playground at Beijing University is very large, with several football fields, an outer track, and a separate basketball court surrounded by a net. There are fitness equipment scattered next to it. There is also a large indoor sports hall, which even There is a swimming pool.
There are no dedicated teachers in physical education classes in the senior year of high school. Students can move around freely to relax their brains and moods.
The boys who want to play football play football, and those who want to play basketball play basketball. The girls mostly walk along the track together and chat, talking about either the content of the mock test or the most outstanding person in the class. Several male classmates.
On the runway at this moment, behind several girl groups, Shen Wanwan was also walking along the lime-pink and white lines of the runway, but no girl wanted to walk with her, and even stayed far away from her, as if avoiding the plague.
Shen Wanwan was alone.
She put her hands in her pockets and put her headphones in her ears. The black headphone cord snaked down the clear veins of her neck and disappeared under the open collar of her school uniform.
No one knew what she was listening to.
Jiang Heng often saw her wearing headphones, but he could never hear the content inside.
Next to the football field, the setting sun in the afternoon was warm and moving. She raised her hand to block part of the light above her head.
The pink color in the peripheral vision danced on the girl's slender fingertips.
She took out a lollipop from her pocket, peeled off the wrapper that was fixed into a ball, and took it into her mouth.
He sucked it first, then wrapped it with the tip of his tongue and pushed it from the left side of his mouth to the right side.
The sweet purple grape flavor instantly spreads in your mouth.
Shen Wanwan has not eaten this brand of lollipops for a long time. I remember that the last time I ate them was when I was very young. They were only sold in the town where my grandfather lived. I discovered it at the school's snack shop during class break, and Shen Wanwan suddenly remembered the smell.
Bought.
Her favorite purple grape flavor.
Full payment!
A football rolled to Shen Wanwan's feet, and a patch of earthy gray was rubbed on the dark socks at the ankles.
Two boys were playing in the distance.
"Why are you in a daze?"
"I just accidentally looked at him in a daze."
The person who replied was the rich second generation who had a good relationship with Qin Langchuan.
"Kicking the ball to someone's feet, the purpose is too obvious... Damn it?! Isn't that the original Shen Wanwan of our class?? Even she can be fascinated by it? How much have you been thinking about women lately?? But Don't tell me... I've actually discovered before that Shen Wanwan's tiny waist is really exciting."
The rich second-generation special squinted at him with disgust, "You have said all the words, who said I looked at her? There are so many beautiful girls in our school and I don't want to look at her? I don't have that good of an appetite!"
"Hey! She looked towards us!" The boys hugged each other and cheered.
The rich second generation looked arrogant and embarrassed.
The other boys smiled mischievously when they saw this, and one of them shouted to Shen Wanwan, "Shen Wanwan~ Are you still used to it after going to the ordinary class?"
Another boy followed, "Do you have to worry about it? Of course I'm used to it. After all, that's the most suitable place for me, right? Right, Shen Wanwan?"
The rich second generation cleared his throat, took two steps forward as if he couldn't bear to see it, and said, "Our football accidentally kicked you, didn't it hurt you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the rich second generation ran towards Shen Wanwan.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Are you trying to use football as an opportunity to strike up a conversation?"
"I think so!"
Shen Wanwan had an evil smile on her lips, so she would definitely not give him this chance.
Before the second-generation rich man could get closer, he saw Shen Wanwan stepping on the football, glancing in the direction of the goal, and smiling like a three-point game on his lips.
The rich second generation was startled, as if he realized what Shen Wanwan was going to do, but he couldn't believe it.
He had been a classmate with Shen Wanwan for two years. During those two years, Shen Wanwan would always stay by Qin Langchuan's side, handing him mineral water and towels when Qin Langchuan was playing basketball. Cheer him on adoringly.
No one has ever seen Shen Wanwan move.
Naturally, I thought this pampered young lady was a sports loser.
The second-generation rich man was thinking wildly when Shen Wanwan raised his foot and kicked him——
The second-generation rich man's pupils shrank and he was stunned. He stopped midway. The sound of "xiu" from the football passed over his head, causing a gust of wind.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
The rich second generation suddenly heard a voice that sounded like a ghost!
Turn around sharply.
The ball - it hit the goal accurately! !
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The goal net was pulled back and forth by the forcefully shot football.
Apart from this, no other sound can be heard.
Every one of those boys who were teasing Shen Wanwan just now can no longer move their eyes! !
You must know that where Shen Wanwan is standing is as far as an entire football field from the goal...
Such a wonderful goal, even if it is an own goal, is enough to make the boys' blood boil.
When the reaction came, the football field was boiling! ! !
The girls near the runway were immediately attracted to their attention, blinking back and forth in the direction of the football field and Shen Wanwan.
His expression was full of sarcasm.
"As expected of a bus, it seduce boys wherever it goes!"
"Look at how naughty she is, she's so mean!"
"These boys are really blind. They just scored a goal. What's more? If I can score it too!"
Shen Wanwan wore headphones and didn't bother to listen to those sounds.
She neither heard the boys cheering for her, nor the girls' malicious slanders and insults.
Her eyes fell into the distance calmly and indifferently.
In the gap between the basketball court and the indoor stadium, several figures were pushing and pulling each other. Shen Wanwan's eyes were naked with 5.0. She looked at it, and it seemed that several boys were surrounding a girl.
Shen Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of anger on her brows...
Look at the basketball court again.
Amidst the crazy screams of the girls in Class 9, the usually cynical boy's eyes were different from his usual evil and unbridled look. Like an attacking cheetah, he quickly moved with the ball and dribbled past others. The process was crisp and smooth.
The ball control level is astonishingly high.
Before the boys in Class 1 could react, Jiang Heng had already moved under the basket, holding the ball in one hand, jumping deep and pressing his wrists down.
'brush--'
This dunk was so loud that the entire basket shook.
There were crazy cheers all around. Tang Jiaojiao was so excited that she almost cried. She was shouting so hysterically that her throat could be clearly seen.
Jiang Heng usually comes to school very rarely, and it is even harder to see him playing basketball.
If Class 9 scores a goal, there will usually be a lot of criticism there.
"What? Class 9 scored again?"
"It's really annoying. I just want to watch our class play basketball. There are so many empty basketball courts nearby, and the class nine class is here to cause trouble."
"But Jiang Heng is really handsome. I almost choked when he scored the goal!"
"It's far worse than our class!"
The girls were talking endlessly. Shen Qingxi held a bottle of ice-cold mineral water in her hand and walked toward Qin Langchuan with a gentle look on her face.
The girl is slim and graceful with a curvy figure. As soon as she walked over, many boys immediately coveted her.
It's a pity that the school beauty already has a master.
Shen Qingxi spoke very grandly, "It doesn't matter, Langchuan. Winning or losing is not important. For our key class, playing basketball is just for relaxation."
"Well," Qin Langchuan was sweating, and his face was still very white, giving people a very refreshing and clean feeling.
He took a breath and took the water from Shen Qingxi's hand, but his eyes were still staring at Jiang Heng involuntarily.
Jiang Heng was also looking at him. The young man raised his chin slightly and raised the ends of his eyes slightly, full of pride.
The girls in Class 9 were furious again.
So handsome! ! !
Jiang Heng can be said to have taken the saying "If a man is not bad, a woman will not love him" to the extreme.
Qin Langchuan felt that not only Jiang Heng, but all the men in the Jiang family had an evil aura that was creepy.
What he didn't understand the most was why his sister was so obsessed with Mr. Jiang.
You know, Mr. Jiang is in a wheelchair, but he is disabled? !
Originally, Qin Langchuan really didn't care about winning or losing in this kind of basketball game. For high school seniors, winning or losing in the examination room is the major turning point in life, and nothing else is important.
But the opponent they were playing against was Jiang Heng from Class 9... The game seemed to have suddenly changed.
During the confrontation between countless attacks, Qin Langchuan saw the obvious hostility in Jiang Heng's eyes.
Qin Langchuan has never offended the Jiang family, and he doesn't know why Jiang Heng behaves like this.
Could it be because...
Qin Langchuan didn't know where he was thinking, and rubbed his temples with annoyance.
impossible!
That's absolutely impossible!
Is she worthy of Shen Wanwan?
In the second half of the game, Class 1’s disadvantage became even more obvious.
The best basketball player in the class was Qin Langchuan, but he was defeated by Jiang Heng's fierce attack.
Jiang Heng seemed to be venting his personal anger and did not give Qin Langchuan any chance to fight back!
Soon, with the cooperation of his teammates, Class 9 made another perfect pass.
The ball was in Jiang Heng's hands.
The boy's palm showed beautiful texture, and he made a three-pointer.
"Shua——!"
Once again, the basketball is accurately thrown into the basket!
The dropped basketball bounced on the ground a few times before finally falling to a group of people, and soon passed to Qin Langchuan's hands.
But just when Qin Langchuan seized the opportunity and was about to score a goal, a boy from Class 9 ran over from a distance and peeled off the thick cheerleading wall, panting.
The boy was here to gossip, with obvious gloating in his tone.
"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I saw your deskmate going to the infirmary!"
The whole school knew who Jiang Heng's deskmate was.
A "click" sound!
Qin Langchuan lost control and the basketball in his hand fell to the ground and rolled away.
Jiang Heng paused, followed, and grabbed the collar of the man who came to report the news——
