Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 3 Transfer Student Gong Jiudu (2)

  The dark red basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and fell straight towards the boy.

  The hearts of those around couldn't help jumping.

  Ten minutes ago.

  After Lin Yi left, Gong Jiu hugged her things and went downstairs slowly.

  In the playground.

  Song Zixi was holding a basketball, followed by several male students, walking slowly.

   In the middle of the huge playground is a basketball court.

  Being bored in the classroom, he came out to waste time.

   "Let's go, three on three."

  Their group can be evenly distributed.

  Unexpectedly, before it even started, a basketball flew over like it had long eyes.

  Song Zixi raised his leg and kicked the basketball back according to the original track, his face darkened.

"what do you mean."

  In that direction, a few people walked away slowly, and the leading boy caught the ball calmly, looked at Song Yang and smiled.

   "It's not interesting. It just so happens that we also want to play basketball and want to play with you."

   He slapped the basketball twice, and returned it to his hand after touching the ground. Ye He looked at Song Zixi and his party with an unknown smile.

  Someone secretly poked the person around him, and muttered in a low voice, "There is still an empty field, but I want to come here to grab it..."

  The person who was poked also frowned, and said in a muffled voice, "Stop talking, if you are heard, you will have a hard time."

  The man shut his mouth sullenly, not speaking.

  Song Zixi squinted his eyes and threw the basketball in his hand aside.

   "Since you want to play, we don't have time."

  For a while, news of war ignited between the two.

  Many students saw it and stood at the edge of the field, waiting for the confrontation between the two sides.

  The two have disliked each other since they entered the school, and it is not an exaggeration to call them deadly enemies.

   It's still famous.

   Soon, figures interspersed on the field.

   Immediately afterwards, the basketball flew around in mid-air.

  Opposite teaching upstairs.

  Jiang Xiying leaned lazily on the balcony, looking down.

   "These two are doing it again?"

   There is a bit of cynical taste.

  Beside him, Jun Gu raised his eyes and glanced, then retracted his gaze, frowned, showing no interest at all.

   "By the way, I heard that the club wants to recruit a new coach?"

  The eyes that fell on the court did not move much, Jiang Xiying propped up her head, and her body leaning against the balcony softened.

  It is almost noon, and the sun is getting stronger.

   Made him sleepy.

"Um."

  Jun Gu hums.

   "Have you hired anyone yet?"

"not yet."

  The answer is still light.

  The gold-rimmed eyes reflected the sunlight, glowing with light.

   Glancing down, Jun Gu didn't move much.

   "Didn't find it?" Jiang Xiying turned her head now, "It doesn't make sense, there should be a lot of talents in this field, and it is more than enough to recruit a coach."

  The corners of his eyes didn't move, and the corners of Jun Gu's mouth curved slightly.

  “Not all talents are suitable for coaching.”

   Those boys in the club are not afraid of ordinary talents just because of their strength.

   "You're right," nodded, Jiang Xiying raised her eyebrows, and smiled, "Aside from recruiting coaches, do you have other positions? For example... assistant or something?"

  Hearing this, Jun Gu scanned him up and down calmly, and after a moment of silence, "I already have an assistant, but there is still a cleaner in the department. Why, are you interested?"

  Jiang Xiying couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, and waved her hands embarrassingly, "I'm just asking, I'm not short of money."

  The class preparation bell rang, and people returned to the teaching building one after another.

  In an instant, more than half of the onlookers were reduced on the playground.

  The competition on the court has become intense.

   Neither side will give way to the other. No matter which pair leads the score, it will be tied later.

   It is now 31 to 32.

  Ye He temporarily leads by one goal.

"here!"

  Song Zixi yelled at his teammate who was dribbling the ball, and the man stood up and passed the ball.

  Catching the ball, he quickly turned around to aim, jumped up, and exerted a heavy force with both hands.

  The basketball passed his hand and flew towards the hoop with strength.

   At a height, Jiang Xiying just turned her head back.

   I saw this scene.

   "Tsk, tie?"

  The bell has already rung, even if Song Zixi wins this point, he can't continue playing.

only.

  The result was not as good as expected.

   The thrown basketball hit the backboard heavily and bounced back at an extremely fast speed.

   Shaking her head, Jiang Xiying was about to turn around.

   "Fuck~ Where did this guy come out of nowhere?"

  Jun Gu took a rare look at him.

  On the edge of the court, the teenager is holding the school uniform in his right hand, and a brand new book is placed on it.

   Walking slowly.

  The basketball bounced off the backboard just flew straight towards her.

  Song Zixi didn't expect this surprise either.

  The ball that has been subjected to force increases its potential energy when it moves in the air, and it is also unbearable pain when it hits a person.

  However, before he could say the word be careful, he was beaten back by the next scene.

  The boy walked with his head down while holding something, as if he didn't feel the imminent danger.

   Just when the basketball was about to hit her, he threw the backpack back on his shoulder with his left hand, then lifted it up, and caught the ball accurately.

   The fast-moving ball stopped when it touched those hands.

  Everyone could only see the boy's arm retracted.

  He never raised his head.

  All the people present were stunned.

  The teenager seemed to pause for a moment, then raised his hand, and the basketball was thrown out by her.

   If you don’t have any nostalgia, keep walking.

  People saw that the basketball flew back into the air and fell into the ball frame precisely.

   "This kid is amazing, he can throw it so accurately from such a distance?!"

  That distance is several times that of a three-pointer, right?

  Jiang Xiying stopped in her tracks and looked at the people below leisurely, with a little interest in her eyes.

  Jun Gu's eyes under the golden frame were lightly closed, looking at the boy.

  The moment before throwing the basketball just now, the boy seemed to turn his head and glanced here.

  Across the distance, you can also feel the wildness inside in that short stroke.

   "Boom——"

   The basketball finally landed on the ground, bouncing up and down several times due to inertia.

  Song Zixi didn't react.

  The people present did not react.

   "Damn it, who is this, so f*cking?!"

   Someone was the first to react, with an exaggerated expression.

  Song Zixi looked at the basketball, and then at the boy standing in place.

   "Sorry, Song Zixi, you lost this round."

  Ye He pulled out his consciousness from the shock, clapped his hands, raised his eyes and looked at Song Zixi with a smile.

  Although the last goal went into the frame, it wasn't the work of Song Zixi's team, so it didn't count.

  After the basketball stopped bouncing, it rolled to Song Zixi's feet.

   Stretched out his legs and kicked it, Song Zixi's face was not very good.

   "You don't need to remind me, I know."

   After speaking, he first raised his foot and walked in front, and the others quickly followed.

  Bending over to pick up the basketball, Ye He looked at the back of leaving, and smiled arrogantly.

Um…

   Who is this boy, really eye-catching...

  (end of this chapter)