you look a little handsome

Chapter 36
"You want to play?" Luo Weiwei looked at Fan Yihang in disbelief, as if she had heard some shocking news.

Because in Luo Weiwei's eyes, Fan Yihang absolutely cannot participate in this kind of team game, he is like an isolated island.

No, maybe it should be said that Fan Yihang will never do anything unrelated to learning, he is a ruthless learning machine!In order to borrow stationery to wake her who is sleeping soundly!Inhuman!
"En." Fan Yihang responded, but his eyes fell on Shen Mucheng.

Luo Weiwei looked sideways and found that Shen Mucheng was also looking at Fan Yihang.

Shen Mucheng raised his jaw slightly, his face was a little tense.

I heard earlier that the school transferred a very eye-catching transfer student. When I saw it today, it was indeed very eye-catching...

Fan Yihang was also looking at Shen Mucheng carefully, the man had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold, as if he was a bit hostile towards him.And he... for some reason, he doesn't like this person very much either.

The two looked at each other for about three seconds before looking away.

These two...

A question popped up in Luo Weiwei's mind: Don't they see each other right?
"Then start?" Shen Mucheng rolled up his sleeves.

Fan Yihang didn't speak, and stood next to Luo Weiwei.

The basketball match between the first grade and the third grade started, 5v5, Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang both played the forward position, and Shen Mucheng also played the forward position.

As soon as the whistle sounded, before Luo Weiwei had time to move, Fan Yihang who was beside him had already rushed over at an astonishing speed.

She suddenly remembered that when Fan Yihang "fighted" at the school gate that day, his speed was also very terrifying.

The opponent's players didn't seem to be aware of Fan Yihang's speed. Fan Yihang passed through the opponent like the wind, jumped with the basketball in his arms, and scored the first rebound.

It all happens almost instantly.

It was two seconds before everyone reacted from the shock.

"Wow!" Song Ningyuan took the lead and said "Wow".

After "Wow", Song Ningyuan realized that Luo Weiwei didn't like Fan Yihang, so he subconsciously shut up and glanced at Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei didn't notice Song Ningyuan's gaze, walked over and patted Xia Fan Yihang on the back hard.

"Awesome deskmate!" Her tone was full of pride, and she looked at Shen Mucheng provocatively.

She felt that Shen Mucheng brought people here just to show off his skills, now it's all over, Fan Yihang really made them proud!

Shen Mucheng licked the lower corner of his lips at Luo Weiwei with a half-smile, and moved his eyes to Fan Yihang. This time, he looked at Fan Yihang with some scrutiny.

This transfer student shouldn't be underestimated.

The game continues.

This time, everyone was on guard against Fan Yihang, and they didn't even let Fan Yihang have the chance to touch the ball. Fan Yihang became the opponent's primary "focused object".

Fan Yihang was blocked, and Luo Weiwei took up the burden as another striker.

She is very flexible in playing, but when the opponent is Deep Twilight City, the disparity in strength comes out.

Luo Weiwei was a little annoyed when she failed to grab the basketball for the nth time, she wished she could poke a hole in Shen Mucheng's body with her eyes.

Shen Mucheng scored a goal, walked to Luo Weiwei's side, and softly said: "Just call me senior and I'll let you go once."

Luo Weiwei's life dictionary does not have the word "admit defeat", and it is even more impossible to call someone a "senior" in exchange for the other party.

Luo Weiwei squeezed out three words between her teeth: "No need!"

There was a deep smile in Shen Mucheng's eyes, and he moved to Luo Weiwei's ear.

"Then come on, elementary school girl."

"Who is your primary school girl?" Luo Weiwei raised her hand and pushed Shen Mucheng away.

She has a strong desire to win, she walked to Fan Yihang, lowered her voice and said: "I let them cover you, you find a chance..."

"unnecessary."

Fan Yihang gave Luo Weiwei a cold look, and walked past her, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face seemed to have a layer of frost.

Luo Weiwei frowned, is this guy angry?
It turns out that some people are cold even when they get angry.

Luo Weiwei was very displeased with Fan Yihang's attitude. We are teammates, so we have to unite and speak out as one.

However, she suppressed her anger and asked others to help Dian Fan Yihang.

The next game can be regarded as a two-person show between Fan Yihang and Shen Mucheng. Fan Yihang broke through the defense, got stuck in front of Shen Mucheng, and rushed to grab a rebound again.

But when the basketball was about to enter the frame, Shen Mucheng jumped up and slapped it away. After repeated repetitions, neither side had the upper hand, until Luo Weiwei accidentally twisted her foot during an air cut, said "ah", and fell down on her butt on the ground.

Shen Mucheng and Fan Yihang heard the movement at the same time, the ball was in Fan Yihang's hands, seeing Luo Weiwei who fell on the ground, Fan Yihang was stunned for a moment, Shen Mucheng snatched the ball at this moment, Over the barrier, flying two-handed dunk.

The ball is in!
Shen Mucheng tilted his head with raised eyebrows, but saw that Fan Yihang was already squatting beside Luo Weiwei, and his smile instantly froze on his face.

"Are you okay? Can you stand up?" Fan Yihang didn't dare to move Luo Weiwei casually, fearing that his injury would be aggravated if he moved.

Song Ningyuan and others also ran over.

"Boss, where did you fall?"

When Shen Mucheng walked over, Luo Weiwei was already surrounded by a group of people.

Luo Weiwei tapped her ankle, which showed signs of swelling.

She shook her head and said indifferently: "I'm fine, maybe I sprained my ankle, please help me."

As soon as the words fell, three hands stretched out, they were from: Song Ningyuan's chubby hand, Fan Yihang's well-articulated hand, and Shen Mucheng's slender hand.

Luo Weiwei hesitated for a moment, and finally passed her hand to Fan Yihang.

Fan Yihang accurately grasped her with one hand, and dragged her back with the other to help her stand up.

Luo Weiwei didn't dare to use her injured foot to stand on the ground, so she had to stand on one foot. The weight of her body was on Fan Yihang's hand. Fortunately, she was very light, and Fan Yihang could hold it steadily without using much force. she.

"I have to go to the infirmary." Luo Weiwei lightly touched the ground with her injured foot, and boldly turned her ankle. There was a sharp pain in the bone, and she couldn't help but gasp.

The pain, too sharp, made her realize that things might not be all right.

"Got to the infirmary," she said.

Shen Mucheng immediately said, "I'll take you there."

Fan Yihang, who was supporting Luo Weiwei, didn't seem to have heard Shen Mucheng's words, and let Luo Weiwei stand on one foot, while he stepped and squatted in front of Luo Weiwei, and said two words: "Come up."

Luo Weiwei hesitated and licked her lower lip.

Being carried to the infirmary by Fan Yihang is too eye-catching, after all, those girls' eyes will be glued to Fan Yihang's body.

But jumping over on one foot was exhausting—the infirmary was a bit far away.

Fan Yihang, who was half squatting on the ground, didn't feel the movement behind him for a long time, turned his head to look at Luo Weiwei who was still hesitating, and urged in a cold voice: "Hurry up."

His eyelashes covered the lower eyelids, but Luo Weiwei still saw a reassuring light in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)