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Chapter 191 Don't Get His Ideas

The second half of the game begins.

Like Luo Weiwei in that game, Fan Yihang barely touched the ball.

But at this price, Guo Yulin could only take care of him and successfully consumed a very strong position in Class Six.

In the last few minutes of the game, after Song Ningyuan was replaced, the physical advantage of the substitute came up, and the rhythm of Class Six became slower and slower.

The people in the third class have jumped up and cheered, celebrating the upcoming victory.

At this time, the dean had given up on maintaining discipline on the court, and stood and chatted with a few teachers who were watching the football game.

"That white student in class three of yours played well. He was almost dragged by him in the first half. Although he was obviously restrained in the second half, he still grabbed a few rebounds under such circumstances. He is a good seed!" The physical education teacher looked at Grandma Liu and said.

Grandma Liu waved her hand immediately: "You can have anyone's idea, but don't think of him! This student can't do it."

The physical education teacher raised his eyebrows, "Oh?" and asked, "You're good at studying?"

"It's more than good." The head teacher of Class [-] said in an extremely envious tone: "The first grade in this monthly exam."

The head teacher of the key class added: "Not only is he the first in the grade, he has broken the record for the highest score in the monthly exam since the school was founded."

Hearing what these class teachers said, the physical education teacher showed a regretful expression.He originally wanted to poach the school team, but the school team training would take up a lot of time, and he dared not recruit students with good grades, and of course he couldn't afford to recruit them.

He couldn't afford to recruit ordinary good students, let alone such a student with exceptionally good grades.If he is recruited, these regular teachers and head teachers will have to kill him.

The physical education teacher shook his head and left, leaving a few class teachers envious of Grandma Liu.

The head teacher of the key class said: "Your student has such good grades, you have to pay close attention. Such a genius, you can't make any mistakes."

Relying on their physical strength and the cooperation of the other four, Class Three won Class Six with a score of 90:70.

As soon as the final whistle blew, the boys in the class rushed over, raised up several players and threw them into the air before catching them.

Fan Yihang's personality was cold, but no one resisted him, they just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, brother!"

"En." Fan Yihang nodded, looking for Luo Weiwei's location.

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his waist.

He frowned subconsciously, but when he turned his head, he met Luo Weiwei's clear and bright eyes.

His brows loosened automatically, but they frowned again after a while, subconsciously looking for the class teacher's position.But now the crowd is all gathered here, and there is no figure of the class teacher at all.

Fan Yihang breathed a sigh of relief, opened Luo Weiwei's hand and said, "Be careful."

Luo Weiwei noticed his reddish ears, and secretly smiled inwardly, and walked around in front of Fan Yihang and stood there in an orderly manner, without moving her hands or feet.

She also has a sense of proportion. There were so many people just now that they were almost all crowded together. Who could see her putting her hand on the waist?
"Is your leg okay?" Luo Weiwei asked.

"Well, it's okay." Fan Yihang glanced at the time and said, "The next round will be your final, you should get ready."

As soon as he said this, Lou Meitong and Zhao He'an squeezed into the crowd.

Lou Meitong: "Weiwei, it's almost time for our match, let's discuss how to play this match."

"Okay." Luo Weiwei nodded and looked at Fan Yihang: "Then I'll go first."

"Ah."

As soon as Luo Weiwei left, Fan Yihang grabbed Zhao Hean's arm.

Zhao He'an subconsciously withdrew his hand when he saw Fan Yihang's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Fan Yihang say, "Help me to the infirmary, and keep quiet."

"You..." Zhao He'an frowned and sighed, pretending to have a good relationship with Brother Fan Yihang, but actually put all the weight of Fan Yihang's body on his body, and took him to a place where there were few people. court.

But if this is the case, someone still noticed it.

"Fan Yihang! What's wrong with you?" Qin Qianqian chased after him and asked, "Why does your face look so bad?"

Qin Qianqian was shorter than Luo Weiwei, and she was even shorter standing in front of Fan Yihang. She looked up at Fan Yihang, and she saw those quiet and restrained eyes at a glance.

Although Fan Yihang's tone and expression are always indifferent, sometimes even a little cold, but she can see the emotional restraint in his eyes.

His sincerity, his seriousness, his enthusiasm...all his feelings are being deliberately suppressed by him.Sometimes she doesn't understand why Fan Yihang always has forbearance and restraint, but it is this kind of forbearance that makes her fall deeper and deeper.

Knowing that you can't get it, you still want extravagance.

She couldn't let go, let alone watch the person she hated the most get together with Fan Yihang.

Luo Weiwei...how can she be worthy of someone like her who doesn't learn well?
Only she, only she knows Fan Yihang best.

Fan Yihang replied politely and distantly: "I'm tired from playing basketball, and I want to go back to the classroom to have a rest."

Qin Qianqian hurriedly touched her pocket and said, "Then let me go back with you. The classroom door is locked, and the key is with me."

Fan Yihang was silent.

With his self-cultivation, he would not directly hate Qin Qianqian. He was thinking of words, and Zhao He'an next to him said, "Just give me the key, and he has to change his clothes. It's inconvenient to have girls around. Thank you!"

Speaking of this, Qin Qianqian seemed a little ignorant to keep up. She said "hmm" and handed the key in her hand to Zhao He'an.

The two walked away, and Zhao He'an looked back to see that Qin Qianqian was not following, so he said, "Ahang, you have a lot of peach blossoms. But is this suitable? She is Luo Weiwei's younger sister. I think you have to make it clear to this younger sister another day, So as not to make the two sisters have a bad relationship."

Fan Yihang glanced at Zhao and An, and wanted to say that their relationship was not compatible, but this was Luo Weiwei's family matter, so he didn't say anything in the end, just said: "I know."

"It's good that you are clear, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with this emotional matter. You guys can learn everything faster than me, but this aspect is like an idiot!"

Fan Yihang didn't speak.

He spent so much time alone as a child that even if he didn't become ill later on, his ability to express his emotions was not as good as that of ordinary people.

Zhao and An suddenly clapped their hands.

"It's better like this! You talk to my dad and persuade him to let me transfer here. With me here, you must have cleared up the relationship between sisters and sisters!"

Fan Yihang threw an expression of "Don't think I don't know you're planning on Lou Meitong" and said, "I can solve my problems myself."

Zhao He'an sighed: "That's it! Brother, you have to take good care of yourself when I'm not around."

After Zhao He'an finished speaking, he patted Fan Yihang's shoulder emotionally.

Fan Yihang, whose foot was injured, didn't pay attention for a moment, and was directly slapped and sat on the ground.

After receiving the death threat from Fan Yihang, Zhao Hean raised his hands and surrendered: "Brother, I was wrong..."

(End of this chapter)