That night Fang Hui called again.
He didn't say much, as if it was a matter of concern among classmates, but it didn't seem to be the case. He chatted for a few words and then hung up the call.
As the God of the Sea, Ye Haoran understood Fang Hui's mental state very well at this moment.
Well, that student has never had a secret love.
No shame.
However, the consequences of eating forbidden fruit will be serious. After all, not everyone is like Ye Haoran who can feed himself and the whole family without hunger.
Fang Hui, who had just hung up the phone, pursed her lips and before leaving the landline, another call came in.
He happily thought it was Ye Haoran and quickly picked it up.
"Hey, Ye..."
"Fang Hui, I'm Lin Jiamo, do you have Ye Haoran's home phone number?"
It was Lin Jiamo who heard the call and wanted Ye Haoran's phone number.
Fang Hui was stunned for only 0.01 seconds before replying: "Yes, yes, but I have to ask him if he can tell you."
Lin Jiamo's careless voice came over and said: "Oh, why are you asking? Just tell me. Don't worry, I will never say that you told me."
Thoughts are not on the same channel.
Is Fang Hui afraid that Lin Jiamo will betray him? Of course not, she was worried that Lin Jiamo knew Ye Haoran's phone number.
Lin Jiamo is cheerful and beautiful, and she attracted the favor of the whole class on the first day she came here.
Just the opposite of his introverted and weak character.
Although I knew it was nothing to tell the other party Ye Haoran's phone number, he would know it sooner or later anyway.
But the voice deep in Fang Hui's heart told herself that she couldn't give her phone number to Lin Jiamo, but she couldn't say a direct refusal, so she thought for a moment and said, "How about I ask him now?"
"Okay, please help me ask."
After saying that, Lin Jiamo couldn't wait to hang up the phone, as if she was afraid of delaying Fang Hui's questioning.
Sighing, Fang Hui called Ye Haoran again.
"Ye Haoran, Lin Jiamo wants to know your phone number."
"I'm not here to chat with you. Tell her to talk to me when you have something to do at school."
A smile instantly appeared on Fang Hui's lips: "Well, I'll tell her right now."
After telling Lin Jiamo the result, regardless of whether Lin Jiamo was disappointed or not, she went back to her bedroom humming the theme song of Lan Ruo Temple Ghost.
There is a piece of drawing paper on the study table. The drawing on it is almost the same as Ye Haoran's, except that there is an extra Akagi Haruko under the basketball hoop.
Ye Haoran just arrived at school the next day.
Lin Jiamo came over excitedly.
"Ye Haoran, why didn't you tell me your home phone number."
"Why should I tell you."
Ye Haoran looked at Lin Jiamo with a smile.
Fang Hui, who was sitting aside, secretly observed the movements and conversations between the two.
Lin Jiamo looked at Ye Haoran angrily. After a long confrontation, she couldn't think of an excuse. Suddenly she saw Zhao Ye coming in with a basketball, and Lin Jiamo instantly had an idea.
He said arrogantly to Ye Haoran: "Aren't you good at basketball? Let's go one-on-one. As long as I can score, you give me your phone number. If you win, I will promise you a condition."
Ye Haoran's eyes flickered with some unknown meaning, and he asked: "Any conditions are acceptable?"
"Yes, any conditions are acceptable."
If it were a girl in society, no one would agree to this condition.
Agreeing to this condition is almost like stripping yourself naked and sending it to the other person's house.
Ye Haoran nodded: "Okay, see you on the court after class."
Lin Jiamo is very confident in her skills. She doesn't believe that she can't score even one.
He reached out to Ye Haoran and shouted loudly: "Pull the hook!"
Ye Haoran looked at the stretched out little finger and blinked: "Childish."
With disdain on her lips, but her body honest, she stretched out her little female fingers and hooked them together. Lin Jiamo recited a spell before ending.
Fang Hui looked at the two people's fingers hooked together and couldn't tell what it was like, which made Fang Hui very out of state in the first class.
The first time after class, Lin Jiamo called Ye Haoran to go to the basketball court.
Naturally, there are not a few people joining in the fun.
Including Zhao Ye, who looked directly at Lin Jiamo, and Fang Hui, who secretly followed behind.
On the court, Ye Haoran passed the ball back to Lin Jiamo and said with a confident smile: "Come on, let me see what you are capable of."
"Then you have to be careful."
Lin Jiamo has some basketball basics, but that's about it.
Dribbling with both hands is unstable, unlike Ye Haoran, who can dribble two balls at a time, and can also dribble a ball with both hands, with overwhelming skills.
Lin Jiamo was afraid of Ye Haoran's height, so she turned around and hit Ye Haoran with her back, rubbing against Ye Haoran's body.
Lin Jiamo, who was leaning over to dribble, could clearly feel the waistband of Ye Haoran's waist, blushing while dribbling.
I don't know if Lin Jiamo is eating Ye Haoran's tofu, or if Ye Haoran is enjoying Lin Jiamo's massage.
With a sudden move, Ye Haoran took his hand under Lin Jiamo's arm and cut off the basketball.
Protecting the ball with both hands and raising it high, no matter how hard Lin Jiamo jumped, he couldn't reach the basketball. At most, he could hit Ye Haoran's head.
There is no need to take off, just shoot on the spot and throw the basketball into the basket accurately.
"You can't either."
Lin Jiamo shouted angrily: "Don't look down on people!"
After three consecutive goals, Ye Haoran missed one and it was finally Lin Jiamo's turn.
Still beating from behind, his hand unconsciously hit Ye Haoran's crotch, which made Ye Haoran quite uncomfortable. He whispered: "Can you talk about martial arts ethics? You can't be more honest with your hands!"
Lin Jiamo's face was already red to her ears. If Ye Haoran were taller, she could get under Ye Haoran's crotch.
There is nothing we can do about it.
After finally getting the ball to the basket, no matter how Lin Jiamo shook it, Ye Haoran couldn't jump.
Ye Haoran smiled and urged: "Whether you vote or not, you will have to go to class if you don't vote."
Anxious Lin Jiamo threw it out casually. Ye Haoran blocked Lin Jiamo's shot without even leaving his feet on the ground.
"Humph, you're still not a boy, so you can't let me."
"It's just that, not gentlemanly at all."
Zhao Ye followed up and wanted to get closer to Lin Jiamo.
It's a pity that Lin Jiamo didn't give him any face, so he kicked Ye Haoran in the calf and ran back to class.
Fang Hui, who was behind him, snickered, turned around to look, and found that no one was paying attention, so he followed quietly back to the classroom.
Ye Haoran passed by Lin Jiamo's seat and smiled: "Don't forget that you owe me a condition."
"Hmph, you must be stingy."
He said unconvinced words, but in his heart he became more and more courageous, and he was bound to do something to fight back.
The second class had not yet started. Teacher Hou, the head teacher who had returned from sick leave, came in to prepare for class. However, before class, he gave Chen Xun and Zhao Ye a harsh lesson.
The matter of turning on the switch was almost becoming a famous figure in the school, and then the matter of the monthly newspaper was mentioned.
"Our class is directly at the bottom. Our class is a collective. No one wants to be embarrassed, right? I want to hear everyone's opinions on the next issue of the blackboard newspaper."
After looking around at all the students, Teacher Hou saw that no one was speaking and started to call the names directly.
"Chen Xun, tell me."
"Teacher, we will work harder next time."
Saying it means not saying it.
He turned around and nodded again: "Ye Haoran, although your grades are very good, you can't stay outside the class all the time. Please tell me."
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