When the sports day finally arrived, the whole school cheered.

The autumn sunshine is not dry, warm and pleasant, the playground is set up with tents and lines drawn, and athletes warming up can be seen everywhere, and the youthful atmosphere is blowing against our faces.

However, there were only a few spectators in the bleachers because they all went to the basketball gym.

At this moment, in the basketball stadium, the stands on both sides were packed with people.

Ru Ling joined the cheerleading team in advance, while Li Xingchen and Xiao Jia arrived a little late.

The competition was based on a lottery system, and Class 7 was drawn in the first draw to compete with Science Class 13. The two of them went to area B6 of the competition area.

There is still half an hour before the start of the game. Most of the players have gone to the locker room behind the stage to change clothes. The cheerleaders of each class are standing in the corresponding areas, and the scenery is more beautiful than the last.

Class 9 was the most eye-catching, the school beauty Ke Manman and the almost school beauty Shen Miaoen competed for beauty, one smiled sweetly, the other looked unhappy. When the players did not take the field, the audience on the stage were debating who was better.

When he saw Li Xingchen, the resentment towards Shen Miaoen on Ke Manman's face turned into a bright smile, and he waved to her with a golden bouquet, "Lu Chi! I'm here!"

Li Xingchen happened to pass by Class 9 and greeted her with a smile. Shen Miaoen glanced sideways and smiled when she saw their friendly interaction.

Ke Manman pinched her face first and said, "Guess which class we are fighting."

Li Xingchen didn't even think: "Bai Daiyi's class."

"...How could you guess it so quickly? It's so boring." Ke Manman curled his lips and stretched out his paw, "I'll punish you by pinching my face again."

Li Xingchen obediently let her squeeze, but what he remembered inexplicably was the temperature and touch of Jiang Cong's fingertips. The boy's hands were of course not so delicate, and were a bit rough and rough. When he pinched her, her face would be touched by his fingertips. Warm infection.

It was time for the opening dance. Ke Manman couldn't hold her tight enough, so he had to push her away and reluctantly said, "Quick! Woman, get out of my sight right now."

Li Xingchen waved to her and continued walking in. Xiao Jia looked back and said, "The school beauty is quite cute when you look at her like this."

Before Li Xingchen could say anything in agreement, Xiao Jia saw his class's cheerleading team in front of him and said "Wow", "Our class's cheerleading uniforms are really cool."

She had already sighed once when Ru Lingguang showed her the clothes. Once she put it on, she could really kill everyone without being a school belle...

But now the first problem they have to solve is...where to sit.

After receiving Jiang Cong's letter that he wanted to compete, the number of people in Class 7's area doubled, and they arrived a little late. All the seats were gone, and there were several layers of people standing around the outside of the stands. It was so crowded that they didn't even have a chance to sit on the ground.

When the two were distressed, a gentle male voice sounded from behind: "I'll take you to the front."

Li Xingchen turned his head and met a pair of tender peach blossom eyes.

Jiang Xingye saw her hesitation and said in a joking tone: "Don't you mean to be friends? We can't even watch the game together?"

"!!!" Xiao Jia was shocked by the gossip information extracted from this sentence.

Li Xingchen pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. Finally he looked up at him and nodded.

What Jiang Xingye was talking about are the two rows of seats next to the referee's table. Usually only substitute players sit there, not spectators, so there are plenty of empty seats.

He said a few words to a venue attendant wearing a blue vest, and the three of them successfully took their seats.

Although she admires Jiang Xingye's looks, Xiao Jia is very aware of the overall situation. She thinks that Jiang Xingye came to sit with Li Xingchen to watch the game, just to deliberately create trouble for Boss Jiang and not to let Class 7 win.

So when Jiang Xingye was about to take his seat, she sat down on the right side of Li Xingchen. Such an obvious meaning should be understood by him, who is both highly intelligent, and he would then sit next to her.

Xiao Jia blinked and raised two fingers in his heart to swear that he had no selfish motives for wanting to sit with him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingye was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he was doing, smiled kindly, then passed the two of them and sat down on the left side of Li Xingchen.

Xiao Jia: "..."

You are good-looking and I respect you as a senior, but you can't do anything to my natal CP!

Not long after we sat down, the cheerleading team started to dance, brisk music jumped in the air, and the dance stirred up screams in the audience.

Li Xingchen lowered his eyes, remembering what he had said to Jiang Xingye in the playground.

"Xingchen, actually I had a special feeling for you when I first saw you in Qinzheng Building."

"I'm not a person who believes in love at first sight, but you made me believe it."

"I didn't want to think that in the end I wouldn't even have the chance to express my love. I even wanted it to blossom and bear fruit."

"So I want to try to chase you...is that okay?"

Faced with his affectionate and tender confession, Li Xingchen took ten minutes to give the answer, was stunned for nine minutes and fifty seconds, and said in the last ten seconds: "Thank you for your love, but I'm sorry, let's just be friends."

Being friends is just a cliché. What she actually thinks is that it is best not to meet each other in the future. For example, she is a little embarrassed and uncomfortable now.

Just when she lowered her head and stood in an unnatural state, the cheerleading dance ended, and not long after, the atmosphere in the scene reignited again.

At several exits in the middle of the auditorium, players from each class wearing uniform jerseys of different colors appeared one after another.

"Look! There, Jiang Cong!"

"Holy shit! Mr. Jiang is so handsome that I have a nosebleed on my face! It's as red as his jersey!"

"..."

Li Xingchen raised his eyes and quickly locked his eyes on that familiar tall figure.

It’s hard to describe the style of uniforms ordered by the school. The Class 7 jerseys are still a bit darker in red. Compared to other colors, most people may not be able to hold on to them, but Jiang Cong’s clothes-line figure and nosebleed looks are easy to control.

That is to say, others rely on clothes to add points, and he adds points to clothes.

The young man has cold white skin, excellent shoulder-to-body proportions, even and tight muscles in his arms and calves, and his smooth lines are clearly visible. He is a veritable harvester with eyes.

He and his teammates stepped forward, causing waves of sound wherever they passed.

After Jiang Cong arrived at the competition area, he first looked at the audience stand. Since Li Xingchen was in a conspicuous position near the front, he saw the two of them sitting next to each other at a glance.

"Hold."

He frowned for a moment, put the tip of his tongue on his cheek, and was about to go that way, but when the game preparation whistle sounded, he met the little girl's smiling eyes and understood her mouth shape to say "Come on."

What else can I do? Just bear with it.

Jiang Cong's gaze turned slightly away, and his gaze suddenly met Jiang Xingye's.

The other party's eyes were calm and normal, without any obvious meaning, but Jiang Congwei narrowed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he took the initiative to look away.

There are physical education teachers on both sides to provide guidance. After ten minutes of preparation time, the game officially begins.

Jiang Cong was quick in movement and responsive. He played a lot with Yang Lang and others, and there was no problem with his cooperation. The score was always leading, and the cheers continued.

The opposite science class was not weak either. Yang Lang glanced at the scores, which were not far apart, and then looked at Feng Cheng and Zhou Zheng. Both of them shrugged and spread their hands.

The audience could only see him score goals, but his teammates knew that he was always distracted.

Yang Lang intercepted the ball from the opposite side and threw it to Jiang Cong. He caught the ball but did not throw it, or even moved. He looked in one direction with low pressure, which made the other side not dare to make a move. The playing field suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, Jiang Cong slammed the ball to the ground and walked out of the court.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

It was a little unexpected, I didn’t expect that it was Jiang Xingye who expressed his love, hahaha.
Chapter completed!