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[071] Who is the second

Friday, April 14th.

The rich and handsome guys still haven't come to the school. The people in Class 4 of Grade 2 have gradually forgotten this person. In recent days, everyone has been talking about the basketball team in the class. Since everyone is in the classroom for physical education and newspaper reading, they don't know how the five people in the basketball team are practicing.

In this way, the basketball team seems very mysterious and becomes a secret training in the eyes of everyone.

As the days passed day by day, the students in Class 4 discovered a strange phenomenon, Zhao Jian, Luo Yang, Wei Suo and Wu Yufeng, their attitude towards Yun Mu changed day by day, and today they were a bit highly praised. This phenomenon is just like many people in the class worshipped the tall, rich and handsome.

The tall, rich and handsome hardcore brother Huang Jiang couldn't sit still. The basketball game started in the afternoon. He spread rumors in the class at noon, asking everyone to buy melon seeds and sit and watch the basketball team make jokes.

After all, the gap in strength between Class 2 and Class 4 is there, and many people are really ready to be blood-slaughtered in their basketball team. However, they still have a little collective concept and think that this kind of thing is embarrassing. After all, it is the basketball team in the class. It is not worth laughing about. At most, it will be a sad thing for the rabbit to die.

Someone asked about the training progress, and everyone in the basketball team kept silent, saying that it was during the Friday game. So the basketball team became more mysterious, making many people feel itchy.

During the afternoon class, many people were looking at their watches and waiting for the game to begin.

The afternoon work and rest time of Lanjiang No. 1 Middle School is as follows: 13:30-14:00 reading the newspaper time, followed by ten minutes between classes, 14:10-14:55 in the first class in the afternoon, 15:05-15:50 in the second class after ten minutes of rest, 16:00-16:45 in the third class, and then school is over in the afternoon, and evening self-study starts at 1:00 in the evening.

The competition between Class 4 and Class 2 of Grade 2 was scheduled for the third class in the afternoon, and the game started at 16:00. After the game, everyone still had time to have dinner. In the second class in the afternoon, many people couldn't sit still and pricked up their ears and waited for the bell to ring.

Qian Mengru glanced at Yun Mu, who was sitting on her left with less than half a meter away from the corner of her eyes. So far, Yun Mu's face has recovered 35% and is still not charming or scary. With such obvious changes, Qian Mengru is not blind, so she can naturally see it.

A few days ago, Ning Jia was gossiping among girls that Yun Mu had signs of recovery after going to the hospital. Qian Mengru didn't care at that time, but today she couldn't ignore it. Yun Mu, who had recovered one-third of the time, could vaguely see the outline of that year, and also had a temperament that she didn't have back then.

Qian Mengru couldn't help but wonder: What should he do if he recovers completely?

That's right, Qian Mengru made a decision from Monday that the past will be forever. But what about the future? Facing a completely recovered Yun Mu, facing a Yun Mu who is more mature than before, and facing a Yun Mu who is increasingly unable to see through, can she really be able to ignore the ancient well without any waves?

Qian Mengru, who is at this age, still doesn’t understand what she really lost.

Today she is a little haggard. In recent days, she has been having nightmares and has poor sleep. She can't remember the specific dreams, and vaguely remember that they are related to Yun Mu. It seems that the two of them have parted in their dreams without any happiness every time.

This made her even more conflicted. Did she keep thinking about Yun Mu in her dream?

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In the afternoon... forty-eight minutes, it was only two minutes before the get out of class was over. There was a little commotion in the class. What was the secret training of the basketball team for five days? Everyone will soon know the truth.

Yun Mu's cell phone vibrated, and he smiled when he opened it. Liu Ya sent him a text message during class time: "I'm going to have a competition? Unfortunately, I still have one class, so I can't cheer you on."

Yun Mu secretly replied, regardless of the teacher's still in the classroom: "It's okay, why don't you give me some spiritual encouragement?"

Liu Ya: "You have Olympic spirit to protect your body, and you don't need my encouragement."

Yunmu: "..."

Liu Ya: "Yun Xiaomu, I believe you are not far from the days of the storm."

When the spokesperson for the Olympic spirit who was feeling a little sad, he was immediately happy when he saw this, he just laughed foolishly and quickly pressed the keyboard of his mobile phone: "Is there so much confidence in me?"

Liu Ya: "You think I'm stupid? Who will go on a blind date with you if you don't have confidence?"

Yun Mu only felt that his heart was filled with something magical. He wanted to pretend to be cold, but in the end he couldn't stop. He lay on the desk, buried his head in his arms and smiled foolishly.

Qian Mengru was stunned and glanced at her shockingly. She saw two words from Yunmu’s mobile phone screen: Liu Ya.

For a moment, all kinds of messy emotions flocked to him, and Qian Mengru felt mixed feelings.

The eyes lit up after Ning Jia's lenses sitting on Yun Mu's left hand were lit up again. This was not the first time she noticed that Yun Mu sent a text message to Liu Ya, but Yun Mu's back of his hand blocked her and she could not see the specific content.

It is precisely because of the mystery that Ning Jia has many speculations.

For example, now, looking at Yun Mu who was lying on the table and swaying his shoulders slightly, Ning Jia instantly had countless guesses: Are you quarreling? Are you breaking up? Are you crying with sadness?

Dingling...

The sounds of the class bells and the end of get out of class bells in school are exactly the same, but they represent two completely different moods.

The students from Class 4 rushed out and gathered at the basketball court.

Niu Qingtao had already appeared in the basketball court and was chatting with Mr. Zeng, the head teacher of Class 1 of Senior High School.

Two games were held at the same time this afternoon, one was Class 4 of Grade 2 v Class 2 of Grade 2, and the other was Class 1 of Grade 3 v Class 6 of Grade 3. In addition to the newly built indoor basketball hall of Lanjiang No. 1 Middle School, there are four outdoor basketball courts, and the four basketball courts are connected together, and each of them plays his own games in two games.

"Hehe, Teacher Niu, we have a bit of a pity for each other." Teacher Zeng chatted with Niu Qingtao with an attitude of being a world-leading person. The football level of Class 1 of the senior year he coached was not bad, and his basketball level was the last in the senior year. Today, he was inevitably beaten by Class 6 of the senior year.

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, just show off your momentum." Teacher Niu was very calm.

"That's right, your class has an Olympic spirit, and it's not a loser." Almost all the teachers are telling me that the Olympic spirit of Class 4 of Grade 2 has made Niu Qingtao suffer. Teacher Zeng's speech is not at all implicit. When Niu Qingtao was proud of his youth, the two had some minor frictions, and now they are just taking the blame.

"Haha, let's not talk about it, I'll cheer up the students in the class first." Niu Qingtao squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying and walked straight towards the competition venue of the class.

On the sidelines, the camp of Class 4 of Grade 2 is a bit chaotic.

"My basket, what kind of jersey is this?"

"Yes, there are still words printed on your chest, isn't it embarrassing?"

"I despise them. Now I feel embarrassed to say that I am from Class 4."

Five people from the basketball team have changed their jerseys and warmed up on the court. They are all wearing black basketball uniforms. In fact, this uniform is quite beautiful. The V-neck wide shoulder style is very cool, but unfortunately they have no fame, it is the kind of pure training uniform.

What everyone can't stand the most is that there is a line of white words printed on the chest of the jersey: Class 4, Class 2007, Lanjiang No. 1 Middle School.

Nowadays, many classes have NB uniforms, including Lakers, Heat and Spurs, and no one will fall behind to print the class name on their chests. This is really an alternative to the basketball team in Class 4.

It would be fine if he was pointed at by the opponent in Class 2 of Grade 2, but when Luo Yang and others felt uncomfortable when they heard the laughter of their classmates.

In fact, they also thought about buying NB team jerseys, but after encountering the same shirt incident, all the well-known jerseys were booked by other classes. In desperation, everyone chose a set of relatively cool training clothes. At that time, I didn’t know what Yun Mu was thinking, so he had to print a line of words on the jersey.

"Captain, are we too two?"

In front of everyone, the little fat man Weiso was a little nervous. Because his jersey number was very slutty, it was number 1, and now he couldn't stand the contemptuous gaze of hundreds of people in the two classes.
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