While they were talking, they happened to pass by the basketball court. Basketball activities were being carried out in full swing in the huge venue. It seemed that they were trying to make up for the leaks from the previous days of continuous rain. Yagiri glanced at it casually and moved away without interest. Open your eyes.
He continued to walk forward intently, but suddenly a faint sound of breaking through the air due to being too fast rang in his ears. His classmate's expression changed and he said urgently, "Yagiri, be careful."
Reminders also came from the basketball court.
"Classmate, get out of the way."
Yagi turned his face to the side. His movements were so fast that his classmates barely saw him clearly. The basketball flashed in front of his eyes and was caught by Yagi. He looked at Zhou Xingmu who was wearing sportswear and sweating on the basketball court indifferently. He looked good. His lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were cold.
"Sorry, Yagiri-san," Zhou Xingmu took a step forward, his tone of voice not apologetic, but rather provocative, "We didn't pay attention when we were playing, so I didn't hurt you."
Although there is no evidence, Yagiri suspects that Zhou Xingmu did it on purpose.
The cool and delicate young man curved his lips to reveal a gentle and harmless smile, which was very surprising, "It's okay."
The basketball passed over his hand and was thrown out by the young man with great force. Amid everyone's exclamations, it landed viciously next to Zhou Xingmu. It bounced a few more times and rolled away.
Zhou Xingmu's playful smile disappeared, and his face looked a little gloomy.
Yagiri passed by him, without explaining whether he did it on purpose, but just put his hands in his pockets. The young man with red lips, white teeth and delicate appearance raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.
"It seems I didn't aim, sorry."
He returned the apology and walked to the playground without looking back.
The classmate glanced at Zhou Xingmu, who had a sullen expression on his face, then silently turned his head to look at Yagiri's back, and hurriedly chased after him.
"Yagiri, when did you provoke Zhou Xingmu?" He asked hastily, "Zhou Xingmu is not easy to provoke."
"It's not a big problem," Yagiri said casually, frowning slightly, "I really want to see how he will deal with me."
The classmate shut up.
Okay, this tone sounds like a boss.
Yagiri waited at the edge of the playground for a while, until almost everyone had arrived, then Lingxi walked slowly over with Xia Yun holding a water glass.
"Are you still feeling unwell?" Xia Yun went over to explain to her deskmate, leaving Ling Xi for a moment. The girl unscrewed the lid of the water glass and took a sip of steaming brown sugar ginger tea. She said honestly, "My stomach hurts a little."
The point is that physical education teachers don't like students asking for leave. Ling Xi secretly rubbed her lower abdomen, feeling a little heavy and uncomfortable, but still within the tolerable range.
"What's wrong?" She looked up and saw Yagiri's unhappy expression. Although the boy didn't see anything unusual on the surface, Ayaki had an inexplicable intuition that told her Yagiri was angry.
"It's nothing." Yagiri said lazily, "It's just that I suddenly want to enjoy the happiness of being a top student."
"So," his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "I recently decided to study hard."
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Ling Xi was at a loss, wondering who had stimulated this ancestor?
However, it was a good thing that Yagiri wanted to work hard, and Ayaki had no way to stop him.
The physical education teacher blew the whistle to call the students to assemble. Lingxi put the water glass aside and walked over to line up.
"Xixi," Xia Yun watched Lingxi and Yagiri walking over together and asked quietly, "You and Yagiri have become more and more familiar recently. Is there something going on?"
"Xiao Yun, you are overthinking," Ling Xi denied, "We are roommates, so it is normal for us to get to know each other better."
