Chapter 118 118. To be honest, I'm just a bastard
Chapter 118 118. To be honest, I'm just a bastard
Chapter 118 118. To tell the truth, I'm just a mess
The next day, before going to school, besides wearing the required school uniform, Huang Xing also put the basketball uniform he got from Huang Zijie last night into his backpack, planning to go to the meeting in the afternoon and evening before self-study Those on the school team.
After entering the classroom, Huang Xing first called Wen Ruyu who was sitting in front and asked, "By the way, did you explain that to her later?"
What he was talking about naturally meant whether the relationship between her and Xia Zhu had eased. Because of the competition, Wen Ruyu failed to give Xia Zhu help and care in time, which caused the relationship between the two to become embarrassing and rigid for a while. Not a lot.
Moreover, due to the inconvenience of her legs and feet, Xia Zhu has been waiting for her friend to help deliver meals these days, so she has no chance to eat with them.
Therefore, the two girls haven't had any substantial contact recently, which made Huang Xing unable to judge the current relationship between the two of them.
"Well……"
Regarding Huang Xing's question, Wen Ruyu's expression darkened slightly: "Well...I actually went to meet her later, and briefly explained my thoughts to her, and she also expressed her understanding. "
"However, I think... In any case, she must be more or less concerned."
Although from a rational point of view, Wen Ruyu's approach was undoubtedly the most reasonable and efficient option at the time.
But from a rational point of view, her approach was too unfeeling in the eyes of the parties involved.
Compared with his own safety, the result of the game turned out to be more important?
Although Wen Ruyu's concerns are reasonable and reasonable, it is estimated that no one can accept the result of being abandoned by friends.
So no matter how she made up for it afterwards, there must still be some estrangement and gap between the two of them.
"Oh, it's a little difficult..."
Regarding the current situation, Huang Xing really didn't have much to do. After all, this was a private matter between the two of them, and this kind of psychological problem needed to be mediated and resolved by the two of them.
Besides, as an outsider and a boy, it is naturally inconvenient for him to intervene and interfere.
Pressing the bridge of his nose helplessly, Huang Xing looked at Xia Zhu's position diagonally behind him.
But at a glance, her seat is empty and there is no one there, so she is probably still on her way to school.
……
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After lunch and dinner, Huang Xing still stayed alone with Wen Ruyu.
As for Xia Zhu... With the help of his friends, he lived a comfortable life like a grandpa, stretching out his hands to eat and opening his mouth.
However, Wen Ruyu did not express any discomfort with her absence.On the contrary, she was also happy in her heart because she finally had the opportunity to be alone with Huang Xing.
And after dinner in the afternoon, Huang Xing took the team uniform and prepared to go to the basketball court.
Seeing this, Wen Ruyu on the side asked with some doubts: "Hey, what are you going to do?"
"Oh, I'm going to find the varsity basketball team at the stadium, where they practice every night."
"Yes, but why did you go to them?"
"Well, our school is going to play a match with Jiangchu Sports Institute in the future. The current school team is short of players, so I want to find me as a temporary replacement." Huang Xing said as he "chucked" and put the team uniform in his pocket. The seal is torn.
Hearing this, Wen Ruyu blinked, and a pair of watery eyes shone with anticipation: "Is that so...then, how about I go and see with you too?"
"Ok?"
Looking at her innocent expression like a little squirrel, Huang Xing shook his pockets with a smile and said, "Well...it's okay, but their sports students don't need to study by themselves at night, if you go to see it , then your evening self-study will be delayed."
"Oh, it's all right."
Wen Ruyu shook her head slightly, then said with a quiet smile: "It's okay, evening self-study doesn't count, and it doesn't affect me at all."
Huang Chen: "..."
Too much, too much, girl, you are getting more and more too much for pretending!
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When he came to the outdoor basketball court, Huang Xing saw a few burly men shuttle and dribble in it at a glance, and there was a constant sound of "creaking" and "creaking" caused by the friction between the soles of the shoes and the floor.
Seeing the fighting posture of those people, Wen Ruyu tilted her head and asked, "Is it them?"
"Well...it should be."
Huang Xing nodded, then picked up the brand new team uniform in his hand and ran towards their direction.
On the court, several boys in black and red uniforms were divided into two groups and engaged in group confrontation with each other.
They were tall and muscular, with beads of sweat hanging from their sharp, hedgehog-like hair.
Seeing this, Huang Xing yelled at those people directly: "Hey, are you from the school basketball team?"
"!"
Hearing the shouts, several people who were fighting for the dribble stopped one after another. One of the tall boys in the No. 17 ball uniform threw the ball into the blue frame with a "clang" and then walked towards the outside of the court. The direction of the two came.
"You are... Huang Xing?" Boy number 17 suddenly asked after looking at Huang Xing for a few times.
"Well, yes, you know me?" Huang Xing stood facing him with his arms folded.
Seeing this, the No. 17 boy frowned suspiciously and asked, "What do you want from us?"
Although he had never had contact with Huang Xing before, he had heard more or less rumors about this person in school recently.
"Brother Wang, what's going on? Who is this person?" Seeing the captain leaving midway, the rest of the team members surrounded him curiously.
"Oh, I'm here to take Huang Zijie's place."
Huang Xing grinned, and then he took out the team uniform from the plastic paper bag, then shook his hand vigorously, and showed it in front of everyone.
I saw that the background color of this team uniform was black, and the decorative pattern and school badge were outlined with brilliant red patterns on the clothing.
"No. 23? This is indeed Huang Zijie's uniform." A student said looking at the number on the uniform.
"Um……"
Seeing this uniform, the boy with number 17 was even more puzzled, so he looked at Huang Xing and asked, "Strange, we haven't been able to contact him recently, why do you have his uniform?"
"Oh, he asked for leave for something, so he couldn't participate in next week's game, so he asked me to replace him." Huang Xing explained to everyone.
However, a boy with a hedgehog head immediately blew up when he heard the words: "What? Asking for leave?! Is he joking? We've been practicing for so long, so he won't come if he can't say it?!"
"Brother Wang, is he playing tricks on us? How could someone suddenly release someone after half of the practice?" Another boy also scolded.
"Damn it, I'm going to have a competition next week, so what's the point of making a change midway?"
"Fuck, don't they all say that Huang Zijie is very righteous? How much righteous is this damn?"
……
That hedgehog-haired boy's complaint was like a fuse, which immediately ignited the anger of the remaining few people.
Seeing this, the No. 17 boy who was the center of the crowd quickly pressed his hand to show his calmness, then he walked up to Huang Chen and said seriously: "Since he will ask you to replace him, it proves that you are not bad. You are good at playing How about, which position is good at playing? PG, SF or C?"
Listening to the series of unfamiliar nouns in his mouth, Huang Xing twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and said, "That, pardon?"
"?"
Boy No. 17 was a little speechless. He thought he spoke too fast and the other party didn't hear him clearly, so he had to slow down and explain again: "I said, are you a point guard, a small forward, a center or other positions?"
This time, Huang Xing finally understood what the other party was saying, so after thinking about it for a while, he said frankly to the No. 17 boy: "To be honest, I can shoot and pass the ball, and I can't even dribble. Familiar. May I ask where should I go?"
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(End of this chapter)
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