Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The game started again.
When Class 1 served, Lu Rong spread his hands and stood in front of Ji Wenfeng. Ji Wenfeng secretly wrestled with him, the two of them swaying back and forth.
Ji Wenfeng repeated his old trick and whispered in his ear: “Didn’t I tell you not to get close to me casually? What are you touching with your hands?”
When Lu Rong heard this, he closed his eyes and his heart, bravely broke through his own limits, and put his hands on Ji Wenfeng’s legs.
Lu Rong turned his face slightly, a playful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth: “What do you mean?”
Ji Wenfeng suddenly stopped all his movements and froze on the spot.
Ling Ren saw Ji Wenfeng suddenly disconnect and had to pass the ball to Zhao Yihuan. Zhao Yihuan failed to catch it, so the ball bounced off his arm and into Xiao Yi’s hand. Xiao Yi got the ball inexplicably and was overjoyed. He rushed into the opponent’s infield and scored a basket. Then he walked past Fang Chang like a proud rooster and showed off: “I am your scorer.”
Ling Ren fiercely gave the little dwarf a hard look and scolded Zhao Yihuan: “What are you doing!”
Zhao Yihuan snorted: “Why did you only think of Ji Wenfeng before? Now you think of me.”
Ling Ren had nothing to say to this man made of lemons, so he turned around and asked Ji Wenfeng: “What happened to you just now? I want to tell you that you were hiding behind the man named Lu and not moving at all.”
Ji Wenfeng’s eyes were chasing Lu Rong, with a look of excitement and a spoiled expression on his face: “Ling Ren, I don’t want to be a human anymore!”
At that moment, Lu Rong’s inappropriate contact like a dragonfly made Ji Wenfeng re-establish his life goals.
Death penalty was death penalty, Ji Wenfeng wanted to live a short but splendid life!
Lu Rong, come to hell with me!
Ling Ren: “…?”
Fang Chang witnessed all this and put his arm on Lu Rong’s shoulder: “Lu Rong, you really guarded Ji Wenfeng just now, I can’t believe it! How did you do it?”
“Read more books.” Lu Rong elegantly and calmly wiped his palms on his square sleeves, hiding both his merit and his fame.
After that, Ji Wenfeng never found his rhythm again.
When he tried to knock Lu Rong away with the ball, Lu Rong groaned: “Hmm~”
Ji Wenfeng suddenly became excited.jpg, and Xiao Yi accidentally intercepted the ball.
This time it was Ling Ren’s turn to hold his head: “He just stood there! His defense was full of loopholes! Why!”
Ji Wenfeng: It turns out that men can really moan like women… He thought those were all scrawled by Xiao Zhuqing! Oh my gosh, double the joy!
When he tried to make a three-step layup, Lu Rong unbuttoned his shirt one by one, his eyes as charming as silk: “It’s so hot~”
Ji Wenfeng held the ball and froze on the spot: Ah, I’m dead!
Xiao Yi slapped the ball away from his hands and rushed to the other half of the court.
Lu Rong bit his lower lip gently at him, and Shi Shiran followed.
Seeing that Class 8 had scored another point, Ling Ren had nothing to say to Ji Wenfeng: “You were the first to notice when the opponent took off his clothes, but you couldn’t notice when the opponent tried to steal the ball?”
Ji Wenfeng: …Why? Lu Rong wore an old man’s vest under his shirt. It seemed that he needed to tidy up his wardrobe when he got home tonight.
Ling Ren followed his gaze and tracked Lu Rong’s back: “So it’s him?!”
Ji Wenfeng was called back to his senses: “What?”
Ling Ren stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and pushed his glasses up using his golden finger sharply: “The guy named Lu in Class 8 is the beauty troublemaker who almost got us into a fight, right?”
Ji Wenfeng laughed dryly: “What nonsense are you talking about? I just found out his name today…”
Ling Ren grabbed the collar of his shirt and suddenly opened his shirt. Such that the buttons burst and rolled all over the floor!
Ji Wenfeng couldn’t bear to look at him: “Are you an exhibitionist?”
Ling Ren exposed his chest and folded his arms, with an expression that said, “There is only one truth” on his face: “You don’t like to see naked men, even your confidants, it’s intolerable for you, but if you just look at him wearing an old man’s vest, it’s unbearable, doesn’t it explain the problem?”
Ji Wenfeng wanted to argue a few words, but Ling Ren looked at him with lightning eyes: “Unless you have special feelings about an old man’s vest. Either it is a sexual fetish, otherwise your sweetheart must be the one named Lu!” said the famous detective Ling Ren.
Ji Wenfeng was helplessly defeated. In order to conceal Lu Rong, if he said that he liked the old man’s vest, he couldn’t afford the price.
Ji Wenfeng: “I do have a special relationship with him.”
Mainly the relationship between the financial backer and the young slave.
Ling Ren sighed: “Squad leader, he is taking advantage of this. You have been tricked by him.”
Ji Wenfeng said displeased: “This is just a little play between us.”
Ling Ren shook his head sadly: “A man who can be stunned for a few seconds when his opponent takes off an old man’s vest is not worthy of any play.”
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
“But a man who beats him on the basketball court is.” Ling Ren threw the basketball to him, whispering devilishly at him, “…Then you can play whatever you want…”
On the other side of the court, Fang Chang took Lu Rong in his arms, sat him down and fanned him: “Give you some water, boss!”
Lu Rong had crossed his legs like Erlang as he took the mineral water from Fang Chang’s hand, taking a calm sip.
On the sidelines of the game, Class 8 scored another 2 points, and the score between the two sides continued to get closer.
Ji Wenfeng looked at the basketball in his hand, and then at Lu Rong not far away, his eyes gradually clearing up…
At the end of the intermission, Class 8 served.
This time Ji Wenfeng stood firmly in front of Lu Rong.
Lu Rong quietly put his hand on his back: “Are you tired from beating me? Do you want me to give you a squeeze, boss~?”
From now on, he would be a late-stage beater in “I am a secretary during the day and an MB in a nightclub at night” A little bitch with a scumbag face! Seduce the boss to the point where he can’t stop, and then toy with him while applauding!
However, Ji Wenfeng, who had already read the script, secretly smiled and reported loudly: “No. 11, Class 8, touched me with his hand.”
Referee: “Foul on No. 11! Free throw!”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng gave Lu Rong a contemptuous look: “Do you think I will still follow the script? Naive.”
He took the long pass and walked to the free throw line.
Fang Chang and Lu Rong stood under the backboard and yelled in a low voice: “Why are you touching him?!”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng threw a parabola beautifully and steadily into the basket, looking completely male.
Ling Ren stared at Ji Wenfeng’s cool and unrestrained back and took a peek at the livid-faced Lu Rong: This is really a suffocating straight man’s operation.
Class monitor has really sacrificed too much for this class… I really don’t know how he will pursue his wife in the crematorium in the future…
Ji Wenfeng returned to form, and all Lu Rong’s mental attacks had no effect on him.
Not only did it not work, Ji Wenfeng even reported them all.
Lu Rong received three yellow cards in one go.
Fang Chang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: “What should we do now?”
Lu Rong sat on the sidelines, sweat sliding down his face: “There is one last way…”
Ji Wenfeng took Ling Ren’s pass and Lu Rong arrogantly looked down on Lu Rong who was blocking the road: “It’s useless, give up.”
Lu Rong: “If you want to go to the layup, you have to step on my body.”
Ji Wenfeng: “Haha, you think I will be beaten to this extent. Is this play tempting?”
Lu Rong: “… stepping on my body is not a kind of play, but a kind of rhetoric.”
Ji Wenfeng’s eyes darkened.
Lu Rong saw through his crazy mind at a glance, and shouted unbearably: “Ji Wenfeng, don’t think about this weird play of stepping on my body again!”
Ji Wenfeng came back to his senses: “It suits me, let us fight openly and honestly.”
The two people’s eyes met, full of sparks and lightning: Finally, it’s time for the final decisive battle!
Ji Wenfeng protected himself with one hand and dribbled the ball with the other, rushing towards Lu Rong!
Lu Rong was as steady as a rock, staying where he was!
“He didn’t retreat?” Seeing Lu Rong’s paralyzed face gradually enlarged, a dangerous signal flashed in Ji Wenfeng’s mind.
Suddenly, Lu Rong’s eyes flashed and he fell back suddenly.
Ji Wenfeng shouted in his heart: No!
Both of them fell to the ground!
Ji Wenfeng quickly got up from the ground and put his hands on Lu Rong’s side: “Are you okay?”
Lu Rong rolled around on the ground holding his knees: “It hurts…”
Fang Chang came up and pushed Ji Wenfeng away: “Lu Rong! Lu Rong! Are you okay?!” He glared at Ji Wenfeng with hatred, “Even if he stares at you all over the field, you can’t do such a vicious thing!”
The referee rushed over and saw Lu Rong looking miserable, so he took out the red card and handed it to Ji Wengfeng: “No. 5, Class 1, hit someone with the ball, red card and sent off!”
Xiao Yi knelt down on one knee and slid over to hold Lu Rong’s hand: “I just wrongly blamed you. Okay, Lu Rong, it turns out you are our most loyal team member. You have done a great job changing one after another! You are simply an anti-wind treasure!”
Lu Rong pretended not to understand what he was talking about and was screaming indiscriminately. It was like he was having a difficult childbirth.
Ji Wenfeng: “…”
Ling Ren dropped the basketball in his hand: “Does our Class 1 national championship journey end here?”
Even Zhao Yihuan looked at Ji Wenfeng who was about to end the game with sorrow.
Ji Wenfeng clenched his fists: “It’s not over yet.”
Although he didn’t know when his class team embarked on the road to the national championship, he would definitely not fall here! Lu Rong’s shameless tricks couldn’t stop him!
Ji Wenfeng’s eyes darkened, and he smiled at Lu Rong on the ground and said, “Classmate Lu, I’m sorry, come on, I’ll take you to the infirmary.”
Lu Rong suddenly stopped crying.
He looked at the claws stretched out by Ji Wenfeng above his head, and remembered the fear of being dominated by Ji Wenfeng on the bed in the school health room… On one side was Ji Wenfeng with malicious intentions, on the other hand his companion’s eyes full of sustenance, Lu Rong gritted his teeth and let Ji Wenfeng help him up.
Ji Wenfeng said to the remaining people: “You guys fight well, I will send Mr. Lu to the infirmary.”
Ling Ren: “Squad leader…”
Ji Wenfeng said meaningfully: “No need to say more, men should do what they do for themselves and they should also take responsibility.”
He picked up his backpack, threw it on his shoulder, and carefully helped Lu Rong out.
Fang Chang and Ling Ren stared at the backs of the two supporting each other and smiled: “Actually, the score is not that important~”
Ling Ren nodded: “Well, friendship comes first, competition second.”
Fang Chang raised his youthful smile: “Let me continue the unfinished ideal of classmate Lu!”
Ling Ren closed his eyes, his face filled with the afternoon sun: “I will not give up easily, Fang Chang.”
Not far away, Ji Wenfeng tightly circled Lu Rong’s waist and smiled.
Lu Rong’s face was full of vigilance: “Why are you smiling?”
“I’m smiling at you for trying all your tricks, but you lost everything with one careless move.” Ji Wenfeng lazily whispered in his ear, “Rong Rong, why are you doing this? Are you sure, ‘stepping on your corpse’ is not a form of play?”
As he spoke, he secretly patted his butt.
The heat of Ji Wenfeng’s hand made Lu Rong’s PTSD attack again!
Everyone saw Student Lu suddenly grab the sports backpack of Monitor Ji, slap Monitor Ji hard in the face, yell “Go to hell, you pervert”, push him and the bag away, and leave in a rage.
Ji Wenfeng came back with his head raised and his chest held high with a slap mark on his face. He pointed at Lu Rong who was walking quickly outside and said, “He wasn’t injured at all, and I didn’t push him. He just fell – can we continue?”
Ling Ren couldn’t bear to look at it: How much has the squad leader paid for this class… The crematorium for his wife in the future will probably be as big as 20 basketball courts…
Li Nanbian, a member of the evil team, happened to pass by, and there was a bluetooth speaker playing Ren Xianqi’s “End of the World” which wrote the best footnote on this matter: “If he wins the world, he loses…”
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