She is soft on my heart

Chapter 102 You can only give me water
After the exam this time, I didn't make a ranking, because in less than two weeks, there will be another heinous exam, which is a very important municipal exam where the city will be ranked. Lao Yan simply notified that the transfer will be postponed until the next time.

For Class Seven, the municipal examination is not important, what is important is the autumn sports meeting that comes before the municipal examination, but some people complain about the school's procrastination, saying that if it is delayed, it will be changed to the winter sports meeting, and they will run the relay in the heavy snow in a cotton jacket.

That is because of the school's procrastination, the sports meeting and the basketball game were combined, and the first and second grades were suspended for three days. For students who did not participate in the events and competitions, it was equivalent to three days off at school, and of course they could sneak out .

"I'm going, the clothes of the cheerleaders are too revealing! The school actually approved it?" Ru Ling held up the clothes she got - a sports vest and a super super mini skirt with not much more fabric than underwear, with an incredulous expression on her face .

The cheerleading team she participated in the basketball game was completely bullied by the culture and sports committee, because everyone arranged to run out of school during the game, and no one wanted to waste time on the basketball game that Jiang never participated in.

To make a point, Jiang never participated.

Yang Lang stared at the clothes for a few moments, then suddenly smiled.

"Laughing fart, you." Ru Ling felt that his smile was very funny, not a good one.

Sure enough, Yang Lang looked at her chest, then at his own chest, grinning, "We are similar, and it doesn't make any difference to you whether you show it or not."

Ru Ling: ".???"

Lu Ling, who was scorned, became furious immediately, and pulled Yang Lang's ears so that they deformed, "Damn Yang Lang, believe it or not, I'll find a coal kang and burn you! Dead black coal balls!"

Yang Lang grinned even wider, begging for mercy: "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong."

In the back, Jiang was punching and kicking, while in the front, Jiang Cong rested his elbows on the table, propped his head to look at the little girl who was serious about writing, tugged at her hair, and asked with a little accent: "Hey, are there any plans for the three-day sports meeting? "

Li Xingshen stopped writing and looked at him, and answered quickly and simply: "Yes."

She never thought about what arrangements she would have in these three days, and the phrase "I'll take it without me" choked in her throat.

It was replaced by a dry sentence: "What arrangement?"

"The cultural and sports committee arranged for me to deliver water and tissues to the basketball players, as well as to cheer."

Jiang Cong: "."

"Must go?" Jiang Cong frowned slightly, he still wanted to do something during this perfect time alone, so that no one would miss his little friend all the time.

"Yes." Li Xingchen nodded, and said in a soft voice with seriousness: "I promised her."

Originally, she was also assigned to the cheerleading team, but she really didn't have much dancing skills, and she was extremely resistant to that suit. The cultural and sports committee couldn't force her, so they changed her job.

"Tsk."

The displeasure of being ruined by a good thing was written all over his face, and Jiang Cong scratched his head a little annoyed.

Li Xing tilted his head, his watery eyes were delicate and smart, "What's the matter, is there something wrong?"

Jiang never made a sound, his long and narrow black eyes were full of complex emotions, staring at her for a long time, parted his lower lip and then paused, finally sat upright and leaned against the table behind, and said in a dejected tone: "It's all right. "

This kind of situation where he hesitated to speak but obviously hid his words was not once or twice recently. Li Xingchen looked at his aggrieved face and felt a little puzzled, but unfortunately his little head couldn't figure it out, so he went back to the exercise book.

I didn't read the question for a while, so I turned around and asked him, "What about you, what are you doing at the sports meeting?"

"me."

Jiang Cong dragged his voice, looked ahead at the scene where the registration of sports events and the basketball game were messed up, and he frowned slightly in thought.

Amidst the clamor of people, the cultural and sports committee met their gazes.

The cultural and sports committee member was so excited that his skull was overturned. After staying for two seconds, he was panicked and happy, and the basketball game registration form in his hand was trembling.

Jiang Cong made up his mind, raised his lower lip lightly, then slightly raised his hand on the table, and slowly hooked his fingers in that direction, motioning for her to bring the watch over.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Jiang Cong asked for a watch!He's going to a basketball game!The culture and sports committee member held back the scream in his heart, immediately put down his work and squeezed out from the crowd.

As soon as the cultural and sports committee member in charge of registration left, everyone followed her and saw her coming to Jiang Cong's desk, holding a watch in both hands, and carefully placing it flat on his desk.

"!!!"

Jiang Cong wants to participate in the basketball game? !
Regarding these two large-scale activities, the number of people who signed up for the sports meeting was not bad, but the basketball game was quite deserted.

Don't look at the group of boys who usually go to the basketball court to run happily, but in fact it is because they don't want to stay in class honestly. When they don't have to go to class, they really don't have much interest in this kind of informal game organized by the school. I have never been interested and lazy to participate in class activities.

There are few boys in the liberal arts class, not to mention the strength, there are not enough people, but the cultural and sports committee members are embarrassed, they run around begging grandpa to sue grandma, but they only bring in Feng Cheng, who can join in the fun with everything, and forcefully add There are a few male compatriots who are not good at playing basketball and are involved in several sports at the same time.

But now, the turning point is here!

Jiang Cong picked up a pen and wrote a name in the frame on the watch. As soon as he finished writing, the style committee member took the watch and ran away as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

More names appeared behind the list, and the style committee member suddenly felt that something blinded her.

Ah, the dawn of victory!

Jiang Cong put down his pen to look at Li Xingchen, with a smile on his lips, and finished speaking: "I'm playing a game."

Li Xingchen couldn't help but bend his eyes, and also looked at him with a gentle smile. It was originally a task assigned, but now it's different with him.

But who knows, Jiang Cong, who was still smiling the last second, suddenly pinches her fair and tender face, pretending to be fierce, but his movements are very light.

"You can only bring me water, do you hear me?"

The girl lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her embarrassment, and pushed away his hand. At first she didn't say a word, she turned back to read the book, but finally she couldn't hold back his straight gaze, and said softly: "I know."

Jiang Cong kept smiling from the corner of his mouth. After staring at her for a while, he said lazily, "Hello."

Li Xing paused for a moment, and was about to turn his head to look over, when he heard him say in a knowingly questioning tone, "I didn't even try hard, why is my face so red?"

Li Xingchen: "."

Seeing the little girl's cheeks become more pink, Jiang Cong smiled even wider.

Ru Ling was concentrating on gesticulating with the cheerleading uniform, but missed the candy break. Suddenly, his face hurt, and Yang Xueren said domineeringly, "You can only bring me water, do you hear me?"

Ru Ling's right cheek was so painful that he picked up the book and patted him, "I'll see you off, I'll see you off thousands of miles away!"

Yang Lang raised his arm to block the blow and continued to be mean: "Eh? I've been working so hard, why isn't my face still red?"

Ru Ling: "..."

Ever since, Feng Cheng went to the toilet and came back, and found that there was an extra table next to his table.

Yang Lang, who was kicked out of the house, sat there alone emo.

Feng Cheng took pleasure in other people's misfortune, laughing that the fish in the pond on the outskirts of the city would have to rely on hearing aids for the rest of their lives.

(End of this chapter)