Chapter 423: Feng Jue goes out

  Chapter 423 Feng Jue is out

  Class 20 is also a physical education class, and most of the sports-specialized students of Wang Lingyu's school basketball team are in Class 20. At the moment they are clapping basketballs around the horizontal bar.

   "That's right, listen to our young master Wang, go back to your classroom and study, what are you wasting this time for?"

   "Yes, yes, let's go, your group of helpless white-caught chickens, it doesn't make any difference whether it happens or not. It still depends on our class 20."

  The school basketball team players around Wang Lingyu saw Gu Yang, Zhu Di and others approaching, and whispered in his ear, "Young Master Wang, Miss Zhu is here."

  By the side, Zheng Yi slowed down while clapping the basketball in his hands, and raised his eyes to look in Zhu Di's direction.

  Wang Lingyu looked along the line of sight of the team members and saw Zhu Di walking in his direction, and his breathing was slightly stagnant.

  He hasn't seen Zhu Di for a while.

  In the past, whenever he was playing basketball on the court every afternoon, Zhu Di would cheer him on in the stands, and give him water when he was resting. Even if he disliked her and ignored her, she would never tire of it with a smile.

  But since Zhu Di broke up with him last time, he hadn't seen her since he played basketball in the afternoon.

   Once or twice he was able to convince himself that Zhu Di was trying to get him, but after a few weeks, Zhu Di seemed to have completely withdrawn from his life.

He couldn't afford to save Zhu Di, he pretended to pass by a class and looked at her through the window, thinking he could see her sad alone, but found that she and Gu Yang and Lu Mao were either concentrating on studying or laughing Playing around, laughing heartlessly.

   On the contrary, he actually started to get used to life without Zhu Di chasing after him.

  This kind of cognition made Wang Lingyu irritable and depressed, and it also made him want to attract Zhu Di's attention more and more.

  Wang Lingyu threw the basketball to his teammates, pulled a boy from Class 1 who was about to do pull-ups aside, jumped up and grabbed the horizontal bar, and started doing pull-ups.

   "Wuhu, Wang Shao is playing!"

  Wang Lingyu and his teammates immediately cheered and started counting in a high-profile manner.

  Wang Lingyu was quick ahead, breaking through ten soon. Although it is said that ten pull-ups pass, but few boys can do ten, let alone Wang Lingyu continued after finishing ten.

Now it’s hard for Zhu Di not to notice Wang Lingyu. As a sports committee member, he was very dissatisfied with Wang Lingyu’s group’s praise of him stepping on the team’s sports. of."

   "Twenty, twenty one, ... twenty seven!"

   "Young Master Wang is awesome!"

   "See, this is the standard pull-up, twenty-seven in one minute, and our young master Wang is really good!"

   "Tsk tsk, does your class of boys add up to this number?"

  They were all young and energetic boys, they couldn't bear such blatant provocation and sarcasm, and they all blushed with anger.

   But when they were present, even the boys including the male sports committee members had tested pull-ups, and the most was twelve.

  Zhu Di was very angry, "Wang Lingyu, what kind of wind are you having today, do you intend to make life difficult for us?"

  Seeing Zhu Di staring at him, Wang Lingyu got even more excited, "Zhu Di, isn't there really no one in your first class? I think you nerds should stop participating in the school sports meeting and go back to the classroom to do your homework."

  Gu Yang frowned, "Wang Lingyu, then according to what you said, don't take the college entrance examination with your cultural achievements."

  Wang Lingyu became irritable when he saw Gu Yang, "Who the **** is talking about the college entrance examination with you? I'm letting you know that a class of sports is rubbish! Whoever refuses to accept it will stand up and compete!"

  Wang Lingyu pointed to the horizontal bar.

  The audience was silent.

   At this time, Feng Jue, who was originally standing outside the crowd, came over, took off his coat, and stuffed his mobile phone in front of Gu Yang, "Sister, help me."

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Good night

  (end of this chapter)