The morning ended in a worry-free dream. There was another special game today, a basketball competition at the same level.
In the afternoon, the stadium was buzzing with people, and the waves of chanting were getting louder and louder. After Zuo Yang found a seat for Wuyou, he went to change clothes.
When he entered the court again, he found that Wuyou was not in his seat, the game whistle had blown, and he dribbled a little lostly.
The instigator ran quickly and stood at the school gate and knocked on the door of the guard room, "Is there a phone number for the waste collection?"
Seeing that she was sweating profusely, the doorman let her in and looked through the phone book.
"Senior is so handsome! Come on, senior!" There were waves of shouts, and some girls spontaneously transformed into basketball babies, jumping all kinds of ways, just for the handsome teenagers who were sweating on the court.
Not hearing the cheers from his little wife and not seeing anyone, Zuo Yang was a little discouraged, and even thought a little bit angrily: Madam, if you don't show up again, I will never pay attention to you again.
At this time, a familiar melody sounded, and she was seen walking leisurely from outside with a cup of milk tea in her hand, carrying something in her hand, and chose a seat to sit in the audience.
There was an old trumpet on the chair next to her, yes, the kind of trumpet used to collect scraps. As soon as the music melody finished playing, Wuyou's voice came from inside.
"Zuo Yang, Zuo Yang, you are the best! Zuo Yang, Zuo Yang, you are the strongest! You are the sun in my heart, always shining brightly! I love you! Zuo Yang, Zuo Yang, you are the best..."
Just in time for the intermission, everyone on the court was laughing like crazy. They were lying on the ground, beating the ground and shouting: "Oh my God! Is there any justice in heaven?"
The brother who was with him changed his face from smile: "Zuo Yang, your girlfriend is too cute, hahaha... I like it."
He felt like he was being roasted on a fire, and his carelessness always caught him off guard! But he likes how special she is, how lazy she is, and how afraid of trouble she is!
The girls who had been cheering heartily just now fell silent in an instant, and everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.
Wuyou felt secretly happy: The earthy love words really killed countless enemies! Invincible!
"Look how well this dog food is spread! What's the use of a bunch of crazy girls shouting at their seniors? Why don't you go straight to the point?" praised an old man with gray hair, who was the principal of the school.
The middle-aged teacher next to him was a little dissatisfied: "Which class is this girl in? Why does she feel like she's doing nothing?"
"What are you talking about? That's my student. Do you understand what this means?" Teacher Guan Wuyou replied forcefully. He is the oldest professor in this school, his surname is Xiao Mingcheng, and he is extremely defensive.
Xiao Cheng was the old man who took Zuo Yang's self-selected course. The young teacher was so scolded that he looked at his cell phone. He didn't want to argue in front of the students.
Seeing Zuo Yang coming over, Wuyou handed over the milk tea in his hand: "Husband, drink quickly to replenish energy!"
He patted her head lovingly, "You! Sluggard!" He just took a sip and looked at Wuyou in surprise: "Hmm~ Why does it taste so similar..."
"I'm smart! I drank up the milk tea in one go, bought an energy drink and poured it in. Quick, drink some more!" He held the cup and asked Zuo Yang to continue.
"Zuoyang Zuoyang, you are the best!..." the voice from the loudspeaker continued, "Madam, can we turn this off first?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'll start the game later." Wuyou obediently turned off his voice. "Madam, after the game, I want to take you to meet my friends."
"okay."
The second half of the game went smoothly, and Zuo Yang's class almost won a crushing victory.
He led Wuyou all the way, looking back from time to time to see the smile on her face, "Madam, if I can't see your smile in the future, you might as well kill me directly!"
"What nonsense did you say, husband? As long as you are here, my smile will never disappear." Her words were like an intercontinental missile hitting the left center of the heart, exploding with thousands of rays of light.
The two of them were so infatuated that the buddy in the center of the room shouted: Save the life of the single!
Among them, the one who impressed Wuyou the most was a big silly guy who spoke with a heavy accent. According to Zuo Yang, he was from H City. The two of them had a particularly good relationship at school.
He is taller than Zuo Yang, and his facial contours are more tough-looking, not as delicate and milky as Zuo Yang's face.
His name is also very masculine, his name is Lei Tianshu, nicknamed Brother Bao.
"Sister, how long have you been talking to my Zuo Yang?" He raised his thick eyebrows, as if in provocation.
Confused, Wuyou turned to look at Zuo Yang, who smiled and touched her head: "Brother Bao looks fierce, but he is actually a soft-hearted person."
"Guess! A smart person like Brother Bao will definitely hit the mark right away." Wuyou deliberately put a high hat on him, so she didn't want to reveal so much!
"That's, um... I understand. I understand everything." His cheeks turned red, causing the brothers next to him to burst into laughter like an awkward girl.
"Young Master Hala!" Wuyou raised his thumb and took the opportunity to praise. They all ate together. Zuo Yang also drank a lot of wine. He had a good drinker.
Holding Wuyou, he insisted on dancing on the road, and the vehicles on the road gave way. He was too tall, and Wuyou could only accompany him crazy.
Fortunately, he still knew the way home, "Wuyou!" he shouted, which scared Wuyou and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"
"I really, really like you!" He said with tears in his eyes, "I really love you so much, Wuyou!"
I wonder if there are angels around. The moon is particularly bright tonight. Under the moonlight and lights, Zuo Yang's body seems to be coated with a layer of golden light.
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and indeed the ancients did not deceive me, "I really, really love Zuo Yang!" She responded loudly, not afraid of the whole world knowing.
The two of them walked like a snake along the way, wandering around, "Madam, why aren't you here yet?" He complained a little angrily, pouting his mouth, as if someone owed him a few kilograms of mung beans and hadn't paid back.
"Ancestor, you walk in a straight line!"
In fact, their location is only ten minutes away from the residential apartment, okay! This guy was wandering around for half an hour, and he was still two hundred meters away, lingering in a compass-like manner.
I didn't get home until the clock reached 21:21. As soon as I walked in, Wuyou was grouped with Zuo Yang and fell asleep on the sofa.
Due to drinking, Zuo Yang's weight seemed to have increased by a hundred kilograms, which made Wuyou have difficulty breathing and moved frequently. But just as she escaped from the restraint, a big hand trapped her in his arms again.
"Madam, do you not love me anymore? Huh?" He closed his eyes tightly, raised his beautiful eyebrows, and his intoxicating tone was full of temptation.
"No way! I love you so much that I can't... breathe." Why was this man so strong? She had to accept his fate after several attempts to resist him failed.
