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Tang Xia only saw the two boys on the field staring at each other, neither of them would let the other go. If it wasn't for the distance, she would probably have smelled the thick gunpowder.

The referee blew his whistle at the right time, and everyone tensed up.

The coach of the Qing Gongyuan shouted anxiously from the sidelines: "Xiao Chi, what are you doing! This is a basketball game, the semi-finals!"

Seeing this, Qi Hui quickly yelled and reminded Han Yu, "You two should settle things privately after the game. Don't get into trouble now!"

The young man frowned, pursed his lips and bent down, temporarily suppressing his displeasure, and his eyes became firm again.

Xiao Chi still knew the seriousness, so he refocused all his attention on the basketball in the hands of the referee.

The whistle sounded again, sharp, long, and even blood-thumping, circling continuously in the huge gymnasium, making the whole soul tremble.

Tang Xia suddenly felt a little palpitated, and turned her gaze to the young man who was still standing tall with his back turned to him.

Han Yu dressed up differently from usual today.

In fact, it's not considered dressing up, but he tied a red scarf on his head, just enough to cover the faint scar marks on his forehead, and also made his jade-like skin more translucent.

The head scarf tied a small bow on the back of the head, adding a touch of wit and playfulness to the indifferent and alienated teenager for no reason. This is hard to see, Tang Xia secretly laughed, and heard that the girls in the back row seemed to have noticed the difference in Han Yu today, and there were many discussions.

But at this time, the fight for the ball on the court was over, and Xiao Chi won it.

His height is almost the same as Han Yu's, and his jumping ability is also amazing. He can grab the ball, which is also considered strength.

"Return to defense!" The young man commanded calmly, and quickly made a few gestures behind his back, arranging the players' positions and marking targets.

After Xiao Chi grabbed the basketball, he threw it to his teammates. While running towards the basket of No. 1 Middle School, he laughed triumphantly, without hiding his emotions, and rushed towards the group of girls from the Qing Gongyuan in the auditorium. A loud whistle was blown.

Suddenly, there was a burst of screams piercing the sky from the stands.

Yu Man couldn't help sighing: "That guy is not a master of rest." She shook her head and teased, "Tang Xia, why do you always easily provoke some people who are overly proud and full of self-esteem?"

Han Yu counts as one, and so does Xiao Chi.

Tang Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she opened her mouth to explain, but suddenly found that there was no way to refute, so she could only shut up obediently.

"But to be honest, if you have to choose between Han Yu and Xiao Chi," Yu Man thought seriously for a moment, then said seriously, "then I still think Han Yu is better."

"Why?" Tang Xia was curious. After all, Yu Man always seemed to give Han Yu more bad reviews than good reviews.

"Xiao Chi is oily, and just by looking at his appearance, he looks like a playboy." Yu Man doesn't judge people by their appearance, but Xiao Chi's impression of her is really inseparable from these unreliable adjectives, "Tang Xia, you are a typical little white rabbit. It is really not suitable for you to be with a cunning fox like him. Sooner or later you will suffer."

The girl listened without interrupting.

"Although Han Yu is also a big bad wolf, I can see his kindness to you, his patience towards you and his own changes." Yu Manyu's earnest attitude is very much like the seven aunts and eight aunts who worry about marriage for the younger generation , "As for Xiao Chi...a rose? It's okay to make the little girl happy, but forget about the rest."

"Xiao Chi is indeed a bit cynical," Tang Xia nodded, and said softly, "Maybe it has something to do with his environment."

He is a student of Qing Gong Yuan, and everyone knows where Qing Gong Yuan is.

As long as tuition fees are paid, the requirements for enrolled students there are equal to zero.

Qinggong Academy is a semi-boarding school. Tang Xia once heard people say that the students living in the school are full of daily life-smoking and drinking, fighting, falling in love, and forcing abortions.

There is a lot of gunpowder between boys and boys, and there is also tension between girls and girls. There are also between teachers and students, between students and parents, as long as there is interpersonal communication, there will be inextricable conflicts.

Tang Xia thought about it before, what would it be like if she went to Qing Gongyuan?

Anyway, it must be suffering every day.

Her character is inherently weak, and the Qing Gongyuan is full of black-and-white tricks. She probably won't last a day before being bullied badly.

It was not easy for Xiao Chi to maintain such a hearty smile in that kind of place.

"He," Yu Man groaned, "brother from a rich family, who dares to mess with him in the Qinggong Academy?"

"Huh?" Tang Xia was stunned, "How do you know?"

"The last time my parents took me to the wedding of a leader of their company, I found out later that the bride was Xiao Chi's aunt. Tang Xia, that kid grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he was arrogant."

Before Tang Xia could answer, Yu Man followed closely, "He is so rich, if you don't give any real things for your birthday, just buy a flower at a small stall, and you're done?"

The girl was a little embarrassed, "It has nothing to do with whether you have money..."

"Feelings can't be measured by the value of the gift, I know," Yu Man waved his hand, "but the value can reflect whether he really cares about you."

"We don't have any feelings either..." Tang Xia blushed and explained in a low voice.

Just as Yu Man was about to speak again, the referee's whistle blew again. The two turned their heads and saw Xiao Chi standing on their side of the free throw line.

This shows that someone in the No. 1 school team fouled

.

"Who fouled?" Yu Man asked the girl beside her.

The latter sighed, "Han Yu."

Tang Xia and Yu Man were both startled.

Han Yu made a foul? Still guilty of Xiao Chi?

It stands to reason that Han Yu is the one with the best control of the number of fouls in the entire team. On the contrary, he returns all the time. He is often sent off for fouls before the end of the game.

Before the game, the coach was still ordering everyone to return, but he didn't think about it. It was only a few minutes into the game when the first foul occurred, and it was Han Yu, who he was most assured of.

"what's up?"

After Xiao Chi made two free throws, the coach of No. 1 Middle School immediately called a timeout, and said to Han Yu who came down and said nothing.

The boy didn't answer, and took the water bottle from his teammates with an indifferent expression.

"The attack just now was very chaotic, and the rhythm was obviously taken away by the opponent," the coach said with a sullen face, took out the tablet and quickly drew a few offensive lines, and said clearly to the five people, "Han Yu organizes the next round Offensive, cooperate with Qi Hui to vacate the 0-degree angle position, so that Xiaoding can have a chance to hit an outside three-pointer."

After the coach made the arrangements, the timeout just ended, and the players returned to the field.

"Qi Hui, what's the matter?" The coach stopped Qi Hui who was walking at the back, and pointed his mouth at Han Yu.

The latter scratched his head with an angry expression on his face.

"That Xiao Chi has been provoking Han Yu."