Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

chapter10

At 6:50 in the evening, the sky will not be dark, and many students are running on the playground.

On the side of the playground, a long row of green plastic barbed wire is separated by a basketball court.

The boys are playing basketball and are in full swing.

The sound of the ball slamming the basket, the sound of the shoes rubbing, and the call sounded like fire.

Summer has passed and late autumn has not yet arrived.

The weather is the best at nights that are not hot or slightly cold.

Du Ruo ran along the track and gathered with the classmates under the big poplar tree on the side of the field.

A few boys were wearing basketball uniforms, their skin was red and sweaty, and they just got off the basketball court.

Everyone gathered to discuss the formation of the games.

Du Ruo suggested that there were twenty-two people in the class. She and a classmate held the class cards in front of the team. There were twenty left, four by five in line.

Save time and effort.

I never thought that a group of boys shook their heads and said that this was not high school, and they could not participate in the overall admission performance with their class cards.

The implication is that their class flower should play a greater role.

Du Ruo asked, "You already have a plan?"

Li Wei expressed everyone's preliminary thoughts: a boy held a class card and opened his way in front. Excluding him, Du Ruo was at the front of the team, followed by four boys escorted, followed by a four by four square array team.

Du Ruo: "What do you want me to do if you put me in that position?"

"Yes. Have you seen a Thai movie," The Little Thing About First Love. "

"No problem."

"It's okay, it's a sparkling staff. It's a bit like a fairy rod for a child, but it's bigger than that." Wan Ziang said, "We'll do more elaborate than in the movie."

Du Ruo was vigilant: "Will I not want me to wear a princess tutu and dance with a fairy stick?"

She said the picture was too strong.

The boys in the class laughed at first. A few pursed lips smiled.

"Why are you so cute?"

He Yi said, "No. It's embarrassing for you to dance alone. We learn to control, and get a bit related."

Zeng Kefan said: "You use that stick to make various instructions. Then we cooperate to make different action responses."

Du Ruo understood, his eyes sparkled: "It sounds fun. Who would think of this idea ..."

As soon as the words were finished, a basketball flew at a high speed and hit the green plastic barbed wire behind her head. A bang exploded in the back of her head, she screamed, and Cangjie jumped away.

She was so scared that her heart almost exploded. When she turned around and saw the basketball bounce off, Jing Ming in a basketball suit rushed across from the opposite side, with one arm, and received the wanton basketball. The ball returned to his hand, his wrist turned, and the ball hit the ground and bounced off. He was slammed for a moment or two, and he was instantly controlled and obedient.

His head was sweaty, his hair was wet into clusters, and his ends jumped as his body jumped.

Enemies have a narrow road?

Jing Ming blushed and looked towards the barbed wire with panting gas. The boy in Du Ruo's class picked his chin and said hello. Looking at Du Ruo, he paused for a second, and seemed to want to show something, but in the end he did not.

He didn't ask her about it, turned around and patted the basketball to run away. He actually came up with a three-step layup and dunked it straight.

Yingzi was so cool, many onlookers called and applauded.

Du Ruo, who was almost scared to death and his heartbeat had not yet calmed down: "..."

She gave Jingming a glance on the court and fell to death!

Li Wei convened classmates to gather.

Twenty-two people ranked the team in ascending order, first walking around the track.

"One two one! One two one!"

Du Ruo is in a row alone, without considering left and right alignment. Walked and looked inadvertently at the other end of the barbed wire.

On the basketball court, Jingming played like flowing clouds, passing and receiving balls, fake moves, and passing behind ...

She could even hear the harsh, sharp sound of basketball shoes rubbing against the court when he suddenly turned around and turned around, crisp and shattering.

He avoided the opponent's defense, rushed to the basket, jumped, and the opponent jumped to block. He did so intentionally, and suddenly fell, turning and jumping back towards the defensive air. The man turned his back to the hoop, slammed his back on his hand, and the basketball echoed into the hoop.

He landed easily.

Get out of the limelight.

So handsome! The onlookers all applauded.

Even Du Ruo stunned God at that moment and stopped his heartbeat.

Basketball is so exciting!

However, the guy who is dying to death is fun if he suddenly falls.

Under her feet, she stepped on her shoelaces and fell to the ground.

"....................."

She burst into tears, but saw Jing Ming just walk to the side to drink water, and saw her fall into a dog mud.

All the boys in the class ran over, and the two took her arms to lift her up: "How do I fall when I walk?"

Du Ruohou grumbled, "The shoelace is loose."

A boy helped her fasten.

"No." She was so flattered that she had to kneel down and stop squatting, but the other party had fast tied her, she was so touched to death that she thanked her.

"Can you go?"

"Yes. It's okay."

But the boys insisted that she rest aside because of her "leg injury".

The remaining teams continued to practice.

Du Ruo sat watching, occasionally unconsciously looked back at the basketball court, looked a few times, Jing Ming they dispersed.

It was dark.

The high-altitude lighting lighthouse next to the playground suddenly turned on, and a circle of white strong lights lit up, lighting the field like daylight.

In the dangling white light, Jing Ming's figure is particularly clear, purple-gold basketball uniforms, short black hair clusters, sharp like a sword.

In the staggered silhouette, he went to the basketball rack to pick up his coat, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, put his clothes on his shoulders, and walked out of the basketball court while looking at the mobile phone.

The boys are still playing in other places, and the stadium he just lived in quickly has a bunch of new players.

Du Ruo tilted his head and watched him walk out of the stadium. Across the distance between the two barbed wires, the figure was so heavy that he soon disappeared.

She turned around and looked at the playground under the white light.

It was completely dark, the temperature was low, and it was a bit cold. She wanted to leave and went back to the dormitory to change clothes.

She didn't sit on the sidelines for long. Everyone walked back and forth a few laps, and after being familiar with them, they disbanded.

Du Ruofeng ran back to the dormitory, but no acquaintances were seen on the road.

Back in the dormitory, there was a dark mass in the room, and only Qiu Yuchen turned on a table lamp while watching American TV. He Huanhuan and Xia Nan went to the library.

Qiu Yuchen saw her come back, paused the computer, and said, "Did you not let Huanhuan take your schoolbag to the library for you, and said you went straight after training?"

"Ah! Oh! Yes! Go." She ran away again.

"Why the soul doesn't keep the house?" Qiu Yuchen muttered, knocked at the keyboard, and the American TV drama started.

Du Ruo went to the library for self-study. After reading the book for a while, he began to draw circuit diagrams, and soon came up with several complicated designs. He was very happy.

It was still a long time, and I continued to read books. I watched the content that the teacher hadn't said beforehand. When it was more than nine o'clock, my mobile phone was shocked.

Strange, I called my mother yesterday. The students in the class just met, who is it?

"Jingming" is written on the screen.

Du Ruo was not surprised, he dropped his book and pen, and went to the corridor to answer the phone: "Hey?"

He was impatient and had a bad voice: "Where are you?"

She turned her eyes strangely: "Library. What's wrong?"

"You come out," he said.

"Well?" She was slightly wary. "Why?"

"The computer my parents bought for you was sent to me. Hurry up and take it."

She was shocked, happy and grateful, and hurriedly said, "Thank you Uncle and Aunt, and you." Although thankful, there was a hint of shame and uneasiness, and I repeated awkwardly: "Thank you."

"..." Jing Mington paused for a second, urging, "take it now."

"Oh. I'll be right here."

"Don't come to my dorm," he ordered, "behind the administration building."

The phone hung up.

Du Ruo knew that he didn't want to be seen, so he was looking for a quiet place.

He could come and send her a computer, and she was already in trouble.

She was afraid he would wait and trot all the way to the appointed place.

Far from the teaching area, there are fewer people on the road.

Only under the light of the street, the shade was mottled.

The weather at night during this time was really good, it was cool, neither cold nor hot.

But she was anxious, sweating behind her running too fast.

The black lights of the Government Affairs Building were blind, and the doors were closed.

The road at the door was straight and wide, without a shadow.

The locust trees on both sides are dense, and the flower beds are full of low shrubs. The low-rise buildings on both sides of the yard are unknown and quiet. They are all architectural styles of the Republic of China, and they look a little deep.

The street lights were blurred, but the moonlight was fine tonight, covered with frost.

She stood on the steps by the side of the road, stomping and panting to calm her heartbeat.

Walking on the steps again and again in the cool moonlight, waiting for him.

I waited expectantly for a while, I wonder if the sweat on my body evaporates and I feel a little cold.

She was cold, crouching and hugging herself.

Soon, footsteps came from the quiet world.

She stood up immediately.

Jingming is here, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a large paper bag.

He looked dull and handed her the paper bag.

Du Ruo was even more surprised: "Is it a laptop?"

Jing Ming dealt with it for a few seconds before she understood what she meant, and grinned: "What age are you, do you still use a desktop computer in a girl's dormitory?"

This time Du Ruo didn't care about his ridicule, and yes, the girls all use beautiful notebooks. Who would buy a bulky desktop.

She had a rare temper to answer him: "Is it for the boys' dormitory?"

"Some high-level players have played games," he said lightly.

"Thank you." Du Ruo said, smiling at him.

She smiled at him for the first time.

The moonlight was dripping, her complexion looked softer and fairer than during the day, and her eyes were crooked with a smile, and there were shallow pear vortices near the corners of her lips.

He watched her quietly for a second, and glanced down at her blandly.

She wears a t-shirt and a shirt as a coat. Just as the cold wind blew, she took a nap.

Jing Mingdan asked: "No money?"

Du Ruo did not respond: "Ah?"

He said, "No money for clothes?"

"..." Du Ruo's happy heart fluttered back to his original shape, and his gratitude to him for sending the computer disappeared. How could this person's mouth be so annoying! But being blessed can't say anything terrible. She stretched her face, picked up the bag and turned away.

"Stop." He called her behind him.

Du Ruo was reluctantly restrained by him, annoyed, and stared back at him: "Why?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it so cold to wear so little?"

She was stunned, and she felt a little warmth in her heart. She looked at him a little at a loss, as he meant it. She had some regrets when she had misunderstood him just now and didn't know how to answer.

He stepped forward, took out his wallet from his pocket, and offered her a stack of cash: "Take it."

The blood went straight to her brain in an instant, and her hand holding the paper bag was very tight, shaking her head: "No. My money is enough."

The money he handed out would not be recovered, and he didn't mind pulling with her, bent over, shoved the money into a paper bag, and left.

Du Ruo's eyes were wet, and he grabbed the money out of the bag.

"I really don't have to." She rushed to shove the money into his hands, and ran hard without stopping.

She ran back to the dormitory building in one breath, her back full of sweat, dry mouth, and panting.

She leaned against the stairwell and was dazed.

The sensor light went out and it was dark.

There is a trace of sadness, but I do not know why.

If only it had been said before, just don't meet once on campus.

Can at least falsely retain a trace of dignity in front of him.

She lowered her head in disgrace and touched her cold forehead, but saw a hundred-dollar bill left in the paper bag.