China Entertainment's World of Light and Shadow

Thursday, February 22, 2001, the 30th day of the first lunar month, 10 a.m.

Wang Xun and Yang Xiaomi were about to enter the Wang and Yang family's townhouse in the suburbs of Yanjing in their RV. Wang Xun called it a farmhouse, while his parents called it a relaxing garden.

Wang Xun touched the long hair on his head and blew the hair on his forehead, thinking that returning to Beijing at this time would give me a chance to raise my head!

He turned to look at Yang Xiaomi, who was curled up and leaning against him, who was already sleeping soundly. His eyes were full of teasing. There was still a week before the start of school and he had not written a single word of his winter vacation homework. Hey, it seemed that he could take advantage of it this time.

The RV drove into the gate of the compound and waited until it was safely parked.

Xun's father, Wang Wenyou, hurried over to help unload the goods. He, a professor, took advantage of the fact that he had no classes on Thursday and received a call early and was waiting at the villa. Wang Xun felt that his father was mainly greedy for Inner Mongolian mutton.

When he and his godfather Yang Xiaolin met, they just hugged and exchanged greetings. Wang Xun felt sleepy while listening to it. Fortunately, Yang Xiaomi, who had been sleeping all the way, chatted with her full of energy.

At 12 noon, Xunma Li Hong and godmother Yang Chunling arrived on time, and the delicacies on the table had already been arranged.

Xunpa Wang Wenyou personally cooked today the mixed conch meat, vinegar sting head, cold sea cucumber, chive-flavored sea sausage, the standard four kinds of Shandong cuisine, and then made the stir-fried mutton with green onions, hand-grilled mutton, and hot haggis.

The first dish of Huimeng, one of the four most popular dishes in Inner Mongolia.

Four cold and four hot, the four cold are called "Siping", and the eight dishes are collectively called "Eight Stable".

"Oh, how is this possible?" Godfather Yang Xiaolin is a seasoned gourmet, and he naturally knows the goods. These four cold dishes look simple, but they are extraordinary in every way. Who is this expert?

Godfather Yang Xiaolin didn't care about his wife and daughter when he encountered delicious food. He grabbed a pair of kuai, picked up a piece of snail meat, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard.

Well, the snail meat is crispy, tender and juicy, and the taste is really extraordinary.

His mouth was watering after eating, but he did not put down the kuaizi. Then he picked up three other cold dishes and tasted them respectively.

Yes, the sea cucumber is fresh and fragrant, the jellyfish head is crisp and delicious, and the sea intestines are rich in umami flavor stimulated by the leeks. When paired with the tender Inner Mongolian mutton, it is really hard to let go of the kuaizi.

After tasting eight dishes, godfather Yang Xiaolin's face became rich in expression, and he looked at his father-in-law Wang Wenyou with a pair of big eyes shining with a thick smile.

"Old Wang, your skills are getting better and better. Where did you learn the tricks? Or did some state banquet chef do it himself?"

Wang Xun and Yang Xiaomi looked at each other, naturally unwilling to be left behind, and joined the battle group.

Xun's mother Li Hong and godmother Yang Chunling also picked up the kuaizi and praised it repeatedly after tasting it. The four of them looked at Xun's father Wang Wenyou with a surprised smile on their faces.

"how did you do it?"

The four people asked in unison.

The four of them looked at each other and smiled, and quickly poured their own drinks.

Xunba Wang Wenyou smiled but did not answer, shaking the two taels of wine in his hand, and the light suddenly circulated, and the Moutai liquid began to hang on the wall with a mellow aroma.

"Drinking, right? I'm going to drink today's wine, no one can stop me!" Godfather Yang Xiaolin filled the cup for himself in a hurry. At the same time, he kept winking at Godmother Yang Chunling, and received a slap from Godmother Yang Chunyan.

He rolled his eyes and smiled coquettishly.

The four adults' wine glasses clinked together. Xun's mother and godmother both drank the drinks in the glasses happily. They had to drive to work in the afternoon, so they all cast admiring glances at Xun's father, Wang Wenyou.

Wang Xun and Yang Xiaomi began to sweep away the food on the table. They heard the sounds of delicious food and looked like they were enjoying themselves.

"Old Wang, stop being so pretentious!" Godfather Yang Xiaolin shook his empty wine glass and looked at his father Wang Wenyou.

Xunba Wang Wenyou shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "You took your children to Inner Mongolia for a happy trip. Didn't I go to Qilu Petrochemical? I learned it from a Shandong cuisine chef at a guest house. How does it taste?"

Be authentic!”

Xun's father, Wang Wenyou, was able to go to Qilu Petrochemical to discuss the project. Speaking of which, he had to thank Yu Qian, Wang Xun's uncle Qian.

Yu Qian's father is the chief geologist of Dagang Oilfield, and his mother is the director. All members of the family are in the oil industry, but he is the only one to join the entertainment industry.

We are all friends. One helps me, and I help you. Friendship is established. What is a true friend? This is a true friend.

This is not because Xunba Wang Wenyou’s project is good, and he is eager to help, so I contacted him to get the project implemented.

"It's very true. If Lao Wang didn't, I would have given up my job as a professor. In three weeks, the food will taste like this. Your cooking talent is so good." Godfather Yang Xiaolin joked while refilling himself a glass.

I didn’t forget to give my thumbs up to Xunba Wang Wen.

"Haha, full-time chef? Tell me how much salary you can give me." Xun's dad Wang Wenyou smiled and joked with this old friend who has known him for more than ten years.

"You two can't have a serious day! The kids are here, okay, literary friends did well today. I'll give you the pocket money to move you up a level." Xun's mother Li Hong interrupted the two in an annoyed voice

's dad.

The pocket money for one level is about 2,000 yuan, which is quite a lot these days.

The two of them can have fun again, such as taking Ma Ye to collect antiques, or taking Yu Qian to drink all over the capital.

Isn’t this the earliest store-exploring blogger?

When Wang Wenyou heard that his pocket money had been increased, he raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Oh, it's a one-level increase. Brother Yang, I'll have the money for drinks next month! Let's go and drink!"

"Fuck! I'm risking my life to accompany you today. I'll sleep here tonight. It's still early for the kids to start school anyway." Godfather Yang Xiaolin said with a smile.

When the wine was full and her ears were hot, godmother Yang Chunling put down her kuaizi and asked: "Old Yang, is your return to Inner Mongolia going well?"

Godfather Yang Xiaolin shook his head and said in a meaningful tone: "It's okay. Mimi has suffered a lot during this trip, but I think it's a good and meaningful film."

When the three adults heard this, they decided not to ask further questions in front of the children.

Xun's mother Li Hong suddenly saw Yang Xiaomi's face covered with sauce. She picked up the napkin on the table and pushed Wang Xun. She pushed in Yang Xiaomi's direction.

Wang Xun was interrupted from eating. He looked up and saw his mother. She really didn't dare to lose her temper. She had no choice but to take a napkin and gently wipe the corners of Yang Xiaomi's mouth that was full of sauce.

The corner of Yang Xiaomi's mouth was slightly raised in enjoyment, and her fox-like eyes began to move around. She imitated Teacher Gao Wa's voice and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Xunzi, you have done a good job in serving the Ai family! You should be rewarded!"

Isn't this the replay of "The Mansion Gate" being played on the TV in the living room? She thought of the time she spent with Teacher Gao Wa, and she started to get into a different tone, completely forgetting that she was playing a supporting role in "The Mansion Gate".

Wang Xun's vagina shrank instantly, his eyes opened as wide as possible, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after wiping the corners of her mouth, he quickly balled up the napkin and threw it towards her head.

Yang Xiaomi was hit on the head, the corners of her mouth shrunk, her nostrils expanded, and her eyes instantly filled with tears.

Wang Xun was frightened by how realistically she was about to cry. He quickly put down his kuaizi and stepped forward to comfort her.

Yang Xiaomi's eyes were fixed on Wang Xun's movements, and she suddenly shed her tears and started laughing. She even stuck out her tongue and made a face and said, "Have you been fooled? How about it? Isn't my acting skills good?"

Excellent?"

Godmother Yang Chunling couldn't stand it anymore, so she patted Yang Xiaomi, tapped her forehead with her finger, and said, "You, you, you know how to bully and make trouble in just one day."

Yang Xiaomi approached her godmother Yang Chunling, put her arms around her neck, blew in her ear and said coquettishly: "I am the biological one, okay? Why do you love your godson?"

Godmother Yang Chunling patted Yang Xiaomi and said with a smile: "My godson is also a son. If you marry Nao Nao in the future, I will become your biological son!"

Xunma Li Hong smiled and joined in the booing: "Yes, this is called kiss after kiss! Come to godmother's arms, little cotton-padded jacket, godmother, let's see if you have lost weight due to hunger? If your father didn't take good care of you, let's see what you do.

How can mom deal with him!"

Yang Xiaomi blushed like a lady, silently walked to Xun's mother Li Hong and sat down, threw herself into her arms and said, "Oh, I won't tell you anymore, I'm still young."

The two mothers burst out laughing after hearing this. Adults like to make fun of their children. This must not have been discovered!

Wang Xun took a deep breath after hearing this conversation, and a cold sweat soaked his back. He thought that the underground joint had been discovered, and he was almost ready to pee.

He decided to stay away from this place of right and wrong, and decided to sacrifice Yang Xiaomi.

"Ahem, um, Mimi, didn't you finish your winter vacation homework?" Wang Xun said loudly.

"Ah, don't you need to write it?" Yang Xiaomi looked at Wang Xun with big eyes, and suddenly thought that the movie seemed to have finished in advance.

Oh my god, I didn’t write a single word in my homework, and I suddenly felt sad. I stared at Wang Xun with tears in my eyes, praying for help.

When the two mothers heard this, their eyebrows wrinkled, and their eyes stared at Yang Xiaomi, as if they were being tortured.

Hey, you didn’t finish your homework?

This is not the same as fighting a war without bullets.

The clothes were selling well, but they were out of stock.

I was building a house, but I didn’t buy any cement.

You're making trouble with me!

The godmother Yang Chunling shouted sternly: "Yang Mi, you are being wild! Go and study immediately!"

Yang Xiaomi reluctantly stood up from her godmother's arms, looking at the table full of feast with reluctance.

Wang Xun quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm. The two of them said in unison, "Let's go," and then went out to find Master Qin to go back to Mianmian Hutong to do homework.

As the RV was driving on the road from the suburbs of Yanjing to Mianmian Hutong, Wang Xun smiled and said to Yang Xiaomi, who looked disappointed: "What are you afraid of? I will definitely finish it within a week."

"It's not fear, it's loss. Do you know, it's that feeling of not having to pay, but then suddenly having to rush." ​​Yang Xiaomi replied in a low voice.

Wang Xun gently held her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Writing homework is review, Mimi, do you know the three realms of review?"

Yang Xiaomi raised her head and stared at Wang Xun's thick eyebrows, scratched her chin with her fingers, and asked doubtfully: "What are the three realms of review?"

Wang Xun narrowed his eyes into crescent moons and said: "The three realms of review are reviewing the past and learning the new, Nuwa mending the sky, and Columbus discovering the new world!"

Yang Xiaomi repeated Wang Xun's words like a repeater. "Pfft" she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She smiled and patted Wang Xun's thigh and said, "Then what state am I in now?"

Wang Xun tightened his arms, thought for a while and sighed: "It's probably Nuwa who patched up the sky. Oh!"

Yang Xiaomi rolled her eyes at Wang Xun and stopped talking, thinking carefully about how to fill the gap in winter vacation homework.

For Yang Xiaomi, the process of doing homework is really painful and a necessary path to growth.

Five days later, Yang Xiaomi put down the pen in her hand and looked at her jade hands that were getting calloused from writing quickly. She felt uncomfortable for a while. She glanced at Wang Xun who was wiping the blackboard, thinking that her boyfriend had been like an encyclopedia this week.

Like this, I patiently explained the entire winter vacation homework to her. My heart was full of sweetness, and I praised casually: "Nao Nao, you are awesome! You are my Doraemon."

Wang Xun was wiping the chalk dust with a rag. When he heard this, he turned around and stared with indifference, and said in a cold tone: "Who is that fat blue guy?"

Yang Xiaomi was startled by his look. She had never experienced Wang Xun's look. She felt a little wronged. She almost cried with tears in her eyes. She said with a trembling voice: "I just feel that you are me."

Doraemon."

Wang Xun smiled and said with a smile: "Mimi, don't cry! My acting skills are good, but don't you think Doraemon is weird?"

Yang Xiaomi shed her tears and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with Doraemon?"

The corner of Wang Xun's mouth raised, and he said teasingly: "Doraemon, Fatty Blue, is fifty-fifty tall, do I have long legs like mine?" He said and compared.

Because he drinks milk, bone soup, and plays basketball with his godfather Yang Xiaolin from time to time, Wang Xun is now 172cm tall.

Yang Xiaomi slapped the table with her right hand and covered her stomach with her left hand: "Hahahahahaha, five or five points, it's making me laugh to death!"

Wang Xun scratched his head. His new haircut on February 2 looks like Sakuragi Hanamichi. Mimi, this kid’s smile point is a bit low!

The first day of school came in a blink of an eye, and the students returned to campus in twos and threes.

Wang Xun was still holding his special trolley bag, which contained not only his books, but also the fruits of Yang Xiaomi’s five days of hard work—winter vacation homework.

As soon as the two entered the experimental class classroom, they heard a harsh voice in the noise: "Did you watch "The Mansion Gate" during the holidays? Is the naked Bai Jingqi in it Wang Xun? I didn't expect that Wang Xun actually sold it.

Butt!"

Wang Xun's veins popped out after listening to it. He looked for the source of the sound and found that it was the usually effeminate Zhao Shuai. He put down his schoolbag and rushed straight in front of Zhao Shuai regardless of Yang Xiaomi's obstruction.

Yang Xiaomi chased after her, but her eager expression betrayed her heart.

At this time, I must say that Yang Xiaomi, a typical girl who grew up in Yanjing Hutong, will hand bricks to men when they fight, and pretend to break up the fight without forgetting to touch the opponent's feet. She is not afraid of anything, this kind of excitement

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Wang Xun looked at Zhao Shuai calmly, but the fists in his hands were secretly clenched.

The students who had been busy discussing their holiday experiences during self-study earlier in the morning were completely silent at this moment, and all eyes were focused on the two of them.

There was this biting coldness in Wang Xun's eyes. Although he was usually kind to others, and at most he would slander people who said bad things to Yang Xiaomi, but when he met a player with a mean tongue like Zhao Shuai.

"One might say: "How about repaying evil with kindness?" Confucius said: "How to repay kindness? Repay evil with straightness, repay kindness with kindness." - "The Analects of Confucius" by Confucius in the Spring and Autumn Period.

This is what Xun's father, Wang Wenyou, often taught Wang Xun: "It is a man to retaliate when he has a grudge, to seek revenge when he has a grudge, and to repay grudges with pleasure."

Little did he know that Zhao Shuai had already suppressed a lot of anger, but a lot of the anger came out of nowhere. It was all accumulated by Yang Xiaomi's indifference to him!

And the logic behind his trouble with Wang Xun is also very simple, that is, Wang Xun and Yang Xiaomi are neighbors and childhood sweethearts.

Wang Xun is still number one in his grade. He is a good student, but he feels weak and can be bullied!

Typical verbal conflicts caused by jealousy are commonly known as lust and confusion. This kind of logic is everywhere in this age group.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Shuai said in a stern tone, staring at Wang Xun with his neck raised like a stubborn donkey.

The whole classroom became quieter, and everyone was stunned. Is this going to be a fight?

Wang Xun took a step back, slapped his nose, stared at Zhao Shuai with disgust, and then said indifferently: "

How many days have you not brushed your teeth?

I've never provoked you.

Are you saying you are in debt?

What does it have to do with you if I go filming?

Where did you get the evaluation from?

What the hell are you doing?

Tsk, just like you, you are called Erzhizi in Northeastern dialect, do you know?"

"Pfft"

A group of classmates burst into laughter.

"Two chairs!"

"Brother Xun, what do you mean by two chairs?" Liu Dong, the little fat man, asked in time.

Wang Xun smiled contemptuously and said loudly: "The second chair calls Mr. Rabbit in Yanjing dialect. Eunuch, do you understand?"

"Thank you Brother Xun for your advice! Mr. Zhao Rabbit, hahahaha." The little fat man Liu Dong continued to cheer, and the whole class started cheering.

Zhao Shuai's face turned red and he was choked to the point where he could not speak for a moment, and froze in embarrassment.

Yang Xiaomi's big eyes darted around, looking at the two people who were confronting each other, she quietly walked to the seat behind Zhao Shuai, picked up Zhao Shuai's schoolbag, turned around and ran out of the classroom.

When Zhao Shuai came to his senses, he wanted to chase her out, but was intercepted by Wang Xun. When he had no choice but to push Wang Xun away, Yang Xiaomi was nowhere to be found.

Wang Xun stopped Zhao Shuai and said, "Aren't you good at basketball?

1v1 on the basketball court in the fourth period of PE class!”

Zhao Shuai looked at Wang Xun angrily and said bitterly: "11 goals, whoever loses dares to climb out of the school?"

Wang Xun raised his hands, looked around, and said loudly: "Students, please bear witness. I will have a 1v1 bullfight with Zhao Shuai in the fourth period, and the loser will crawl out of the school gate!"

"Brother Xun, come on!"

"good"

"Brother Xun, we support you!"

Zhao Shuai felt a little ashamed when he heard the shouts of his classmates, but Wang Xun's childishness did not allow him to step back even an inch.

About five minutes later, Yang Xiaomi hummed a small tune and slipped back to the classroom leisurely.

It happened that the class bell rang. Wang Xunmou showed a strong confidence. He glanced around and saw Yang Xiaomi coming back from the corner of his eye. He raised the corner of his mouth and then walked forward and took Yang Xiaomi back to his seat as if nothing had happened.

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Zhao Shuai ran to Yang Xiaomi angrily and shouted: "Where is my schoolbag? Where is my homework in it? Return my schoolbag to me quickly!"

Yang Xiaomi was sitting wiping the dust on her desk due to the winter vacation. Without raising her head, she curled the corner of her mouth and said casually: "The last compartment in the women's restroom, hurry up, there's no one there now!"

A flash of fear flashed deep in Zhao Shuai's eyes. He did not stay and continue the class, but ran out of the classroom without a trace.

The classroom suddenly became lively again, everyone was whispering, "Could Shuai Zhao sue the teacher?"

"Impossible, if he goes to find the teacher, then he shouldn't hang out in this class! How can boys go to the teacher when they quarrel? That's what elementary school students do!" This is what the little fat man Liu Dong said in a loud voice, and he turned to look

Outside the window.

"I think he has no face to stay here anymore! He deserves it! He usually talks in a weird way, shows off this and that, and also hangs around girls all day long. He is such a girl!" Another boy answered.

"I agree! If this grandson really told the teacher, then we will bear witness! At least he took the initiative to tell the truth." Ponytail Sasha helped.

"Okay! That grandson has long been displeased!"

Wang Xun listened to the discussion of his classmates, shook his head indifferently, glanced at Yang Xiaomi, and gave her a reassuring look.

"Quickly praise me, Zhao Shuai told me to throw the schoolbag into the women's toilet." Yang Xiaomi's text message arrived.

When Wang Xun read the text message, he couldn't help but his cold expression turned into spring water, and he quickly replied: "Mimi is the best, but isn't your method of tidying up the second chair a bit special?"

"Ah, I forgot! Let's try another method next time."

"...Next time, don't get involved in this matter, I'm afraid that the dog will jump over the wall!"

"Don't worry! You're here to protect me!"

"That's right, I'm not here, you must not conflict with others."

"I know, Luo Suo!"

"..."

Zhao Shuai ran out of the school with a surge of resentment and stood at the school gate, looking up to the sky and screaming.

But he soon calmed down.

Because he suddenly discovered that apart from his parents, he couldn't seem to find anyone who could help him.

He likes to play around the girls in the experimental class, and the boys don't want to see him, which is really embarrassing.

I have nowhere to vent my grievances. Why can’t I go to the head teacher?

He himself understands that in a key middle school like theirs, Wang Xun is still the best student in the grade, the lyricist of the school song, a star, and the spokesperson of the second middle school. Quarrel and bickering are nothing to worry about, as long as

If nothing serious happens, no one will care.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he even thought of going to the hospital, pretending to be hospitalized and seeing a doctor, and then making a big deal out of it.

How about getting hurt yourself?

It hurts a little!

And Wang Xun didn't touch him at all, while a bunch of classmates were watching.

He could only think about doing something on the basketball court?

Zhao Shuai thought about it and walked to the toilet. He looked around and saw no one around. He quickly found his schoolbag, picked it up in disgust, patted it and returned to the classroom.

He jogged and quickly reached the door of the classroom, adjusting his breathing rhythm and calming down his mood.

Then he returned to the classroom with a calm expression. Under the questioning gaze of the Chinese teacher, he made an excuse and returned to his seat to sit down. His eyes continued to stare at Wang Xun's back like a poisonous snake.

After the second class, during recess time, some male classmates began to discuss the changes in the female classmates after not seeing each other during the winter vacation. The ponytail salsa became famous, and um, she became beautiful.

Well, from the perspective of Wang Xun's later generations, it was just a bunch of adolescent boys who began to stare at the well-developed girls and ponder them carefully.

The characteristics of Shasha are the same as that of Sister Mi in later generations. She has a prominent character and is pretty handsome. So after Yang Xiaomi found a wife, she naturally became the goddess in the hearts of boys.

Yang Xiaomi came close to Wang Xun and asked in a sweet voice, "Nao Nao, who do you think is more beautiful, me or Shasha?"

Wang Xun thought for a moment and then said: "To be honest, I am face-blind and can't tell who is beautiful and who is not."

Thank you Qiangzi.

"Pfft"

Yang Xiaomi's point of laughter was still very low. When she heard this sentence for the first time, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She knew that Wang Xun was talking nonsense, so she laughed twice before realizing that this was not the answer she wanted to hear, so she became serious again.

Yang Xiaomi does not have the talent to extract confessions, but she also has her own tricks.

She pursed her lower lip slightly, leaned a foot in front of Wang Xun and tilted her head to look at him. Her smart fox eyes winked mischievously, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a hint of shy blush on her face.

If this trick had a name, it would be "If you have the ability, look me in the eyes and say it again."

Wang Xun smelled the faint fragrance of a girl, and turned his head to avoid Yang Xiaomi's sight.

I didn't expect that she would already have this expression.

It's not in vain to watch "Westward Journey". Sister Zhu Yin's wink is really impressive!

certainly.

A pretty girl's ability to use her beauty is a gift.

Wang Xun smiled and said in her ear: "Let's be humble, you are the most beautiful in my heart."

Yang Xiaomi covered her mouth and rolled her eyes at Wang Xun with a sweet smile, and said softly: "Don't think I don't listen to Yu Quan's songs."

Wang Xun scratched his nose in embarrassment and sang: "Every smile makes me intoxicated, your bad ones, your good ones, your pouty lips when you lose your temper!"

Yang Xiaomi took action directly, covered Wang Xun's mouth, and ruined the romantic atmosphere with one sentence, "Oh, I forgot, I didn't wash my hands!"

"...."

In the fourth period of physical education class, the physical education teacher was not sick. After running the lap, they went about their activities.

The entire experimental class surrounded a half of the basketball court, and Yang Xiaomi pulled her ponytail salsa to form a beautiful scenery.

Wang Xun wore a Lakers No. 32 Magic Johnson's collection, and a pair of basketball shoes and1 tai chi - the same style Carter used in the 1999 Slam Dunk Contest. The basketball was slapping his left and right hands in front of him and changing rhythmically. He was lazy

He squinted his eyes sheepishly and looked at Zhao Shuai across from him. The villain did not deserve to be described.

Wang Xun said lazily: "Master Zhao Rabbit, don't throw 11 balls, just play 5 balls quickly, so as not to waste everyone's time."

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Zhao Shuai nodded fiercely, turned his eyes slyly, and said: "I will serve first!"

"Here, you serve." Wang Xun threw the basketball to Zhao Shuai and stood in front of Zhao Shuai.

Zhao Shuai touched the basketball and found it was a genuine Spalding.

"Come on." Wang Xun raised his finger at Zhao Shuai provocatively.

But this time, Zhao Shuai felt angry. He dribbled the ball and stepped towards Wang Xun's right.

Wang Xun took a step back unhurriedly, shaking his hands to create pressure on Zhao Shuai.

Zhao Shuai made a simple disguise and rushed to the left. Wang Xun quickly followed up, while Zhao Shuai followed Wang Xun and used his right foot as the axis, turned left and back, and came to the left side of the basket.

He took the ball with his right hand and made a hook layup.

"Snapped!"

The ball had just flown out of Zhao Shuai's hand, but Wang Xun was already leaping high like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

And when he covered Zhao Shuai with his whole body, his fingertips had already touched the ball.

Then he slapped the basketball hard out of the court.

Wang Xun yelled: "Fuck your basketball dream!"

"Bang!" There was a commotion and noise all around.

"Wang Xun, come on!" Needless to say, this girl with this characteristic little milky look must be Yang Xiaomi.

"Brother Xun, you are awesome!"

"Fuck your basketball dream, you are so domineering!"

The little fat man Liu Dong slapped his chest on the spot like a diamond and yelled: "Who else?"

Zhao Shuai on the court also seemed to have been slapped hard by someone else. It seemed that apart from the time when he first learned to play, he had never been humiliated like this by anyone in his memory?!

Zhao Shuai wiped his sweat, what the hell... what should I do? A drop of sweat flowed into his eyes, which was burning and painful.

"It's my turn." Wang Xun smiled contemptuously and threw the ball to Zhao Shuai.

"I'll pass on your left." He dribbled the ball back and forth skillfully a few times and said to Zhao Shuai in a playful tone.

As soon as the sound of the last word "go" came into Zhao Shuai's ears, Wang Xun stabbed towards Zhao Shuai's left side like a sharp bayonet.

Zhao Shuai reacted and immediately pressed close to Wang Xun, trying to slow him down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the corner of his clothes, his speed increased again. Zhao Shuai subconsciously tried to pull, but only a gust of wind passed by Wuhen. When he came to his senses again, Wang Xun had already jumped.

get up.

Different from being pressed down when he was blocked just now, Zhao Shuai could clearly feel the shock and visual impact of Wang Xun's super explosive power this time.

Almost at that moment, he broke away from the shackles of gravity, soared in the air, holding the ball behind his head with both hands, and his whole body was stretched into a bow shape in the air. At the last moment, his whole body was obviously stagnant in the air.

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The hands create a beautiful trajectory in the air and swing toward the basket.

"Bang!" Wang Xun grabbed the basket with both hands, and the basketball was just smashed in.

The basket in the second middle section is 20 centimeters lower than the normal basket height. Wang Xun's jumping height just now was more than 70 centimeters, otherwise it would be a loss for his 20 centimeters Achilles tendon.

An imposing two-handed dunk. The basket was vibrating crazily, and the sound made everyone in the surrounding area pay attention.

Wang Xun nodded with satisfaction, let go of his hand, and fell to the ground. The area that had been noisy just now became quiet again, and everyone stared at Wang Xun under the basket in stunned silence.

"Brother Xun is awesome!" Liu Dong, the fat man, completely exploded, leading a group of boys to shout "Brother Xun, awesome!"

"Wow, Wang Xun is so handsome!" Yang Xiaomi made a sounding tube shape with her hands, her eyes smiling.

Wang Xun heard her voice, turned his head to find her direction, smiled and made a heart sign.

"Wow, is this Wang Xun's confession?"

"For whom?"

"It's me! It's me! Wang Xun is mine!" Tang Meiren, nicknamed Imperial Concubine in her class, shouted.

When Wang Xun heard a chill in his body, he quickly turned his head and his expression returned to indifference.

Wang Xun glanced at Zhao Shuai and said indifferently: "Change your hair? Should I continue?"

Zhao Shuai was still stuck in Wang Xun's powerful slam dunk just now. He was stunned and said subconsciously: "Change!"

Zhao Shuai raised his head and looked at Wang Xun who looked indifferent.

Gan, I’ve seen people pretending to be fake, but I’ve never seen anyone pretending to be fake like this!

Holy shit! The three types of people I hate the most in my life are those who pretend to be B, those who are better at pretending to be B than I am, and those who prevent me from pretending to be B.

Now that he's done a triathlon, it seems like there's a chance he'll be given an award for the best outfit.

Zhao Shuai thought in confusion, but fortunately he was smart enough to change hair with him.

What should I do now? Do I really have to crawl out of school?

Wang Xun didn't know what Shuai Zhao was thinking, so he handed the ball to Shuai Zhao after just a few dribbles.

Zhao Shuai happily took the ball and thought, why can’t I drag it on?

So he moved back and forth on both sides of the three-point line, trying to delay the attack.

"I said." When Zhao Shuai dribbled the ball back to the left for the fourth time, Wang Xun, who was following him back and forth, finally couldn't help but said, "How long do you want to delay it?"

Zhao Shuai's eyes lit up and he thought that now is the time for me.

Taking advantage of the few seconds when Wang Xun focused on speaking, Zhao Shuai started quickly.

Left, left, right! Zhao Shuai made three fake moves in a row, finally deceiving Wang Xun's center of gravity slightly.

He held the ball with both hands happily and stepped towards the basket, thinking about how to score the goal in a stable way.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xun's motor skills were really excellent. He just paused for a moment and then retreated in front of Zhao Shuai before Zhao Shuai could take the first step.

Zhao Shuai did not expect that Wang Xun could keep up, as the ball was already held by both hands.

In other words, he was nailed to this area!

Seeing that Wang Xun had already come forward, I thought that I was going to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Zhao Shuai was immediately heartbroken and threw the ball towards the basket.

"Bang." The basketball hit the basket, bounced high, and then rubbed against the backboard. Finally, it fell straight into the basket!

Now Zhao Shuai was stunned, Damn! It seems that God doesn’t want to kill me! Luck has come, and I can’t stop it.

"It's so confusing!" Everyone started discussing.

"Does it count if you are blind?" Yang Xiaomi began to speak in favor of Wang Xun.

Wang Xun shook his head helplessly and said to Zhao Shuai: "It's just a dumpling meal during the Chinese New Year, don't be complacent!"

Zhao Shuai proudly ran to the basket, picked up the basketball and kissed it. He watched Wang Xun return to the three-point line, handed the ball to Wang Xun, and said provocatively: "Luck is also a kind of strength."

Wang Xun said no more, dribbled the ball twice, raised his hand and hit a three-pointer. When Zhao Shuai was stunned, the basketball hit the net with a "swipe". Wang Xun raised three fingers and said: "Does the three-pointer count?"

two?"

Zhao Shuai was shocked and nodded subconsciously.

The game continued and the serve was changed. Zhao Shuai, who was in a state of despair, just received the ball and dribbled it. He didn't notice that Wang Xun had suddenly stepped forward and directly broke off the basketball with one hand.

He turned around and dribbled the ball, quickly rushed into the penalty area, took off for a tomahawk dunk, landed easily, and said without looking back: "4:1 is the match point, my friend!"

"Brother Xun, you are awesome!"

"Brother Xun, domineering!"

"Brother Xun, I want to give birth to you..." It was still Tang Meiren's words.

Hey, where is Yang Xiaomi?

She is planning how to deal with her love rivals, oh, how annoying!

Zhao Shuai squatted on the spot since the ball was intercepted, and his dejected look was exactly what Wang Xun saw.

Wang Xun walked up to him and said in his ear: "Don't gossip in the future, I'll save you face this time!"

Zhao Shuai raised his head, with tears of emotion in his eyes, slapped his face and said to Wang Xun: "Brother Xun, I'm convinced! I will never be a bitch again!"

Wang Xun stretched out his right hand and shook Zhao Shuai's right hand. The two looked at each other and smiled, and all the barriers disappeared into the air.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "The flying thunder and the flying swords will destroy the sons of men, while the wells will be ruined and the ruins will be ruined, leaving only the hungry doves."

Occasionally, I left my burning house with a big heart, and finally left my tall tower to remember Yingzhou.

The fine birds still hold stones in their dreams, and the warriors fight against the tide together with sincerity.

Brothers will be here after all the tribulations, and we will forget all grudges with a smile when we meet."

Wang Xun walked directly to Yang Xiaomi and said to her: "Let's go, let's go to the parallel bars to chat for a while?"

Yang Xiaomi nodded shyly.

That shy look caused the other girls to boo, "Second mother, are you going to abandon us?"

Yang Xiaomi laughed and scolded: "Go, go, don't make any trouble!"

Wang Xun pulled Yang Xiaomi and turned around to run away. Little fat man Liu Dong shouted from behind: "Brother Xun, isn't this over yet?"

Wang Xun waved his hand and said: "It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies! If we don't fight, we are all classmates!"

The little fat man Liu Dong said sadly: "Then who will win the bet on my side?"

“Fat man, I didn’t win or lose, I want my money back!”

"Money back!"

"Money back!"

"Brothers, save your face and don't slip on your slippers. The money is not there!" Little Fatty Liu Dong wailed.

....

Yang Xiaomi laughed loudly and shouted to the little fat man Liu Dong: "Liu Dong, you steal the chicken but lose the rice. You lost your wife and lost the army!"

After a burst of hilarity, Wang Xun and Yang Xiaomi came to the parallel bars in the corner of the playground.

Wang Xun turned over and sat on the parallel bars. Yang Xiaomi leaned on the uprights. She looked up at Wang Xun and asked, "Nao Nao, why did you get around Zhao Shuai so easily?"

Wang Xun shrugged and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Most of the light, weakened by the leaves of the poplar branches next to the parallel bars, hit his profile. The gentle breeze blew through the hair on his forehead, connecting to the ends of his sword eyebrows. His soft facial features spoke of purity and freshness under the early morning light.

. Said: "The thunder flies and flies to annihilate the son of man, and the well is ruined and the wall is ruined, leaving only the hungry doves."

Occasionally, I left my burning house with a big heart, and finally left my tall tower to remember Yingzhou.

The fine birds still hold stones in their dreams, and the warriors fight against the tide together with sincerity.

Brothers will be here after all the tribulations, and we will forget all grudges with a smile when we meet."

Yang Xiaomi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't read poetry, speak human words!"

Wang Xun still maintained his sunny smile and said in a clear voice: "The rest of my life will not last long, so be more generous. There is no need to be angry with a small character like him. He is destined to not be a person of the same world."

Yang Xiaomi nodded thoughtfully. She raised her head and smiled at Wang Xun. The smile was shallow and standard relief, but the clear eyes reflected true joy, just like the haze in her heart.

Sweep it away.

Wang Xun's restless heart is yearning for the sky more and more, thinking about flying higher, seeing farther, and possessing more all the time, but he can only suppress it for the time being.

Generosity is just an excuse for the superior to the inferior. Wang Xun wanted to keep the growing-up Yang Xiaomi as pure as possible. He should bear all these disturbances himself.