After being reborn repeatedly, he was entangled by a green tea repeater

At this moment, the remaining sports students also stopped, panting slightly and looking this way with doubtful eyes.

The boy with the hair tie took two steps closer to Chen Jiayu, stretched out his hand, and said in a less than polite tone: "Hey, give me the ball back."

Chen Jiayu squinted his eyes and recognized the other person.

Yao Lianghui is a sports student in the school. His father is said to have opened a trading company, and his family has some money. He is usually very generous with his money, so he is very popular among sports students and is somewhat famous. Of course, how many sincere ones are there?

I no longer know.

"You hit someone." Chen Jiayu held the basketball between his arms, looked at Yao Lianghui, and said calmly: "Apologise first."

Yao Lianghui was startled, and then he twitched the corner of his mouth: "I just accidentally slipped my foot. Besides, I also said I was sorry."

"There is no sincerity, we will not accept it." Chen Jiayu pointed with his other hand to the garbage bag that flew out when Hou Zifan fell and the garbage scattered around, "Also, clean these up."

Yao Lianghui glanced at the garbage - paper balls, snack bags, drink bottles, discarded stationery... there was even half a bowl of overturned and smelly hot dry noodles. It was a dazzling array of things, and his face suddenly darkened.

Come down.

"Give me the ball, I don't want to say it a second time."

Chen Jiayu said expressionlessly: "Apologise, sweep the floor. I don't want to say it a second time."

"..."

The entire basketball court fell into dead silence for a brief moment, followed by murmurs of surprise.

"Damn it, this guy is in a relationship with Yao Lianghui."

"Asking Lao Yao to sweep the floor? He's crazy."

"Which class are you in?"

"It seems a bit familiar..."

…

Hou Zifan was also stunned.

"Old Chen...you are so fierce."

He was shocked and moved.

When facing a few high-powered sports students, the natural thought of bowing his head and keeping quiet was instantly thrown aside. Instead, he straightened his back and stared at Yao Lianghui with a stern look: "Yes, apologize! Sweep the floor!

"

My brother stands up for me, so I can't be a coward and hold back.

Apologizing is still secondary, don’t lose your momentum!

Don't be shy about your brother's face!

necessary!

The light of the setting sun was a bit dazzling. Yao Lianghui ignored Hou Zifan, but half-squinted his eyes and took a few steps slowly towards Chen Jiayu.

It wasn't until he was a step away from Chen Jiayu that he stopped and looked at him.

Chen Jiayu looked back calmly.

The two of them are about the same height, and they are standing face to face, almost looking at each other. However, Yao Lianghui has dark skin and a strong figure, which makes Chen Jiayu, who is slender and fair, look a bit too delicate and handsome.

But once you notice the calmness and calmness in the young man's eyes, you can't help but feel that "this guy doesn't seem that simple."

"Oh...I know you." Yao Lianghui narrowed his eyes and slowly spat out: "Chen Jiayu from Class 3, right?"

Chen Jiayu had no expression and didn't respond.

"I don't have much patience, so I'm warning you one last time, give me the ball." Yao Lianghui said without smiling, "Before I get angry, be wise."

Several other sports students also took a few steps closer.

Although he wasn't really forced, his demeanor was not very friendly.

Chen Jiayu's expression remained unchanged, and he said unhurriedly: "As I said just now, did you have a bad ear and didn't hear clearly, or did you have a bad brain and didn't understand?"

Yao Lianghui's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next second, he smiled, "Okay, Chen Jiayu, I can't tell, you are pretty cool."

He looked at Chen Jiayu playfully, with an almost substantive contempt in his eyes: "If I don't apologize or sweep the floor, what can you do?"

The next second, Chen Jiayu answered him with action.

He held the basketball in his hand, flicked his wrist, and threw it in a certain direction casually.

The basketball drew an arc in the air, flew directly over half of the playground, and then fell straight into——

In the trash can.

Everyone was startled.

A sports student who was closest to the trash can strode over, stretched out his head and looked around, and almost vomited.

"Holy shit, it's so disgusting!"

This trash can is next to the canteen. It contains more than half of the bucket of leftovers. They are all mixed together at this moment. It is no longer clear what they originally were. There is still a thick layer of black and yellow oily soup floating on it. After an afternoon

The fermentation exudes a sour and smelly smell, and its lethality is comparable to that of small chemical weapons.

And that basketball was floating on that thick layer of oily soup.

The athletic student approached the trash can with a face of resistance and helplessness, then stretched out his trembling hands and carefully took the basketball out of it.

The basketball was dripping with juice and stained with oil, and it was terrible to see.

The boy with the hair tie named Yao Lianghui only took one look at it and was so angry that he started to tremble.

"This ball is a limited edition that my dad brought me back from abroad!" He was furious, like a fried rooster, "Chen Jiayu, do you have bad intentions?"

Chen Jiayu said calmly, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

????

My hand slipped?

And it just happened to slide into the trash can more than ten meters away?

What if we are fools?

Everyone was speechless.

Yao Lianghui stared at Chen Jiayu with a sullen face and clenched his fists: "You are very courageous. You think that school rules prohibit fighting, so you feel confident? You don't know that the school's surveillance cameras have not been turned on these two days, right?"

The threat in his words was about to turn into reality.

Hearing this, Hou Zifan panicked a little.

Although there are regulations in the school, students who fight will be subject to a review by the whole school in the minor case or to be dismissed in the worst case. However, the young boys of seventeen or eighteen years old are all at a vigorous age, and sometimes things as big as sesame seeds and mung beans can ignite their anger in an instant.

Once anger gets the better of you, and if the cameras really aren't turned on, it's hard to say how binding the school rules are.

If he really wanted to take action, the opponent would be outnumbered and a strong athlete. Hou Zifan didn't think that Chen Jiayu could be like the male protagonists in TV dramas, able to show off his power and defeat an entire crowd!

At the same time, the other sports students also had gloomy faces and moved forward step by step, slowly narrowing the circle.

Chen Jiayu didn't seem to feel any crisis, and stood there calmly.

"Old Chen, leave quickly!" Hou Zifan suddenly rushed over and stood in front of Chen Jiayu with a look of death, "Old Chen, I thank you for helping me. You guys, come at me whatever you want...

…It has nothing to do with him!”

The tone and expression were extremely tragic, except for the song "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and a strong man will never return once he is gone."

Chen Jiayu was standing up for him, so of course he couldn't be unfaithful and put his friends in danger!

But before he could fully enter the drama, he was pushed away in the next second.

Hou Zifan: "???"

Chen Jiayu smiled: "Don't worry, if they have the courage, they won't dare to hit me."

Hou Zifan: "..."

I suspect there is something wrong with my brother's brain.