Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

The basketball game attracted a lot of attention, and the cheering and cheering of the girls made the scene very lively and lively, and even attracted Qu Bai and his party.

"Come on Song Ye Xu Zihang, come on Song Ye Xu Zihang!"

Sitting on the referee's bench, Qu Bai listened to the shouting in his ear, and the corner of his mouth twitched, it seemed that the kid was also a famous person in school.

Leng Yuexin, who was following him, was full of displeasure, especially when she saw Qu Bai's reaction, she hated Song Ye even more in her heart, and the corner of her eyes turned to the seat of the student council, a flash of light flashed in her eyes. ruthless.

The game was about to start, and the first team of the third middle school was ready. At this time, the third middle school was only missing Song Ye and Xu Zihang.

"What kind of prestige, I can't compare to our No. 1 Middle School in terms of studies, but I have a lot of temper." The boy from No. 1 Middle School, who was the leader of the team, muttered with disdain on his face.

The students from No. 1 Middle School next to him immediately cheered for No. 3 Middle School, "It's just a good-looking little white face, I can't study well, and my sports cells are not necessarily much better. Why don't you dare to come out now? ,Ha ha……"

This man is also jealous. Seeing the girls rush to support Song Ye and Xu Zihang, he is naturally uncomfortable.

And No. 1 Middle School is a school with cutting-edge learning, and the only thing that can be ridiculed is the grades.

Amidst the long calls, two slender figures finally arrived late, and upon a closer look, everyone was stunned.

"Hey, why don't they wear football uniforms?"

"Yes, but one black and one white, so handsome!"

After being stunned for a short time, the girls were attracted by the beauty and re-entered the frenzied applause.

The old principal was embarrassed in his seat. After all, one was the son of an aristocratic family, and the other was Qu Bai's friend. Even if he didn't meet the rules, he could only turn a blind eye.

In contrast, the boys in No. 1 Middle School have eyes instead of eyes, noses instead of noses, and their voices are all sour, "What are you doing, do you think you are singing? No matter how tricky you are, it's still not a vase."

As soon as she said this, she was heard by Song Ye, who was walking towards her. She stood in the forward position with cold brows and eyes. After standing, she straightened her waist and said in a flat tone, "You can't even compare to a vase."

"What do you mean?" The boy opposite was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed in anger, and he subconsciously stepped forward to find Song Ye Theory.

In the middle of the road, he was separated by Xu Zihang, and warned in a low voice, "If you don't want to be disabled, just play the game obediently."

What he said originally meant Song Ye's strength to break someone's arm as soon as he made a move, but the other party couldn't understand it, but he remembered that Xu Zihang was the gangster of No. 3 Middle School.

The red face before the game made the smell of gunpowder more intense.

beep!

When the whistle of the game sounded, Song Ye and the boy opposite jumped high at the same time, grabbing the ownership of the basketball.

After Song Ye grabbed the basketball, he quickly passed it to Xu Zihang at the back. The latter turned around and made a three-pointer. Overwhelmed.

Amidst the screams of all the girls, Song Ye's figure had already moved under the backboard, the white T-shirt was clinging to her slightly thin body, and she shuttled through the crowd as freely and flexibly as the wind until the second After the points were won, the team of No. 1 Middle School joined the battle eagerly.

On the court, Xu Zihang's black T-shirt wrapped his sturdy upper body, his long wheat-colored arms controlled the basketball as if he was looking for something, and the cold half of his face was sweaty due to sports, which outlined sharp edges and corners.

Song Ye's white T-shirt is spotless, his slender and thin figure is as fast as lightning, his fair fingertips are playing basketball, as if he were playing the piano, and his cold face is open and wanton at the moment, full of youth. breath.

One black and one white shuttled through the crowd, and their every move was tacit. In just 20 minutes, they had already suppressed their opponents with an overwhelming 40-0 score.

When the whistle sounded to announce the end of the game, the players of No. 1 Middle School were completely exhausted and paralyzed on the ground.

Song Ye raised his hand and gave Xu Zihang a high five. The two equally outstanding faces couldn't help but show a smile. That smile fell in the eyes of the boy just now, and how ironic it was.

It's really self-defeating, not even a vase.

Originally, Song Ye wanted to slow down the rhythm and give the opponent a step down, but the opponent killed herself, which made her full of fire and showed no mercy.

The victory was easily won, and everyone went to the seats of the student council to quench their thirst. Xu Zihang raised his hand and greeted Song Ye to come and drink, and he would help her with it.

"Take this cup, it's still warmer." A student next to him handed over another cup.

"Yeah." Xu Zihang, who was sweating profusely, responded and handed the glass of water to Song Ye, "Hurry up and drink it."

Song Ye took it and took a sip. As soon as the sip touched the tongue coating, she sensed something was wrong, snorted, and spit out the water again. There was no movement at the moment, her eyes swept to the surroundings.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zihang was the closest at that time, so Song Ye's pause did not escape his eyes.

Song Ye shook his head, and threw the water into the trash can with a calm expression, "The water is drugged." Just now, the tongue coating tasted a little bitter, even though it was only a small change, she could still keenly catch it. arrive.

"What?" Xu Zihang was startled, and immediately grabbed her arm and looked back at the student council seat, but he couldn't find the student just now, so he cursed inwardly, his face was a little nervous, "Your body What's the reaction?"

"Not yet, don't startle the snake." Song Ye flicked his hand and walked out of the venue calmly. She didn't know if it was just the tongue coating, if there would be a problem, but if something happened to her, the first person who couldn't spare her would be the one who started.

Xu Zihang also blamed himself, blaming himself for being careless, and handing the water in question to Song Ye, and immediately ordered his subordinates to be on guard and be sure to catch the black hand behind him.

But before the black hand was caught, the sports committee of the first class came over to inform Song Ye that he was on the bench for the afternoon football game, saying that a team was temporarily injured and could not participate in the competition.

"There are so many boys in the class, why are you looking for Song Ye?" Xu Zihang sat under the tree with a gloomy face.

Others don't know that Song Ye is a girl. Could it be that someone in the class doesn't know?

The sports committee was also embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "Other people have games at that time, so I can't help it."

Xu Zihang's face sank. He was about to say something, but Song Ye stopped her speech. She leaned against the tree trunk, closed her eyes lightly, and said lightly, "I will play in the afternoon."