The whistle blew and the game was paused. Everyone in the audience had questions.

"What's wrong?" Feng Cheng wiped his sweat.

Yang Langchong raised his chin, Feng Cheng looked over and understood, "Why the hell is this guy still haunting him?"

Every time Jiang Cong was distracted, Jiang Xingye was staring at Li Xingchen, which made him upset and angry even if Li Xingchen didn't respond.

He didn't move his gaze, but he didn't go over either. He stood next to the basketball stand with a face as cold as ice.

Xiao Jia reminded in a low voice: "We are going to deliver water."

Li Xingchen responded with an "Ah", got up and went to the front with Xiao Jia to pour water.

The school provided boiled cold water. Li Xingchen poured a cup, but when he turned around, he saw several girls gathered around Jiang Cong. The one who took the mineral water was obviously a foreign class who paid for it at his own expense.

She hesitated.

Jiang Congli didn't pay attention to the water handed to him. His dark eyes were heavy and he stood there motionless looking at her, his lips straightened.

He was angry.

Seeing that Li Xingchen was still dumbfounded, Xiao Jia pushed her with her little heart in her hand and said, "Quickly put out the fire!"

The basketball hall was noisy and noisy, and the cheers and cheers were like the rising waves. But the b6 area was unusually quiet, and many people next door were paying attention.

Li Xingchen held a glass of water, slowly exhaled, and walked towards him.

Jiang Cong's eyes followed her route from far to near. The other water delivery men nearby noticed the situation and dispersed one after another.

There were only two people left next to the basketball stand, but they were the focus of everyone's attention.

Li Xingchen was indeed not afraid of Jiang Cong now, but it seemed different this time. The way he stared at her without speaking made her a little frightened, and she didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Li Xingchen lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. He handed the water forward and said in a low voice: "Water."

"You are not allowed to sit with him." Jiang never said to her as he took the water.

Li Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Is this why you are suddenly angry?"

Jiang Cong took a deep breath, almost out of breath, "What else?"

Although Li Xingchen was half-informed, he hurriedly explained from beginning to end with the desire to survive: "The senior and I sat together because there were no free seats when we came. He said he would take us to the front. After thinking about it, I felt

I could watch your game more clearly from the front, so I went with him. He said he also watched the game, so he sat next to me."

She felt it was strange to explain to him like this, but she couldn't explain why, as if she was afraid that he would misunderstand.

Watching the game? That’s what he told the little girl?

Jiang Cong glanced at Jiang Xingye, who was still sitting there with a calm expression, and let out a "chi" sound.

He looked back at Li Xingchen and reviewed her words. He clearly heard her clearly and had to ask again: "Why did you say you sat in front with him?"

Li Xingchen felt a little guilty, as if he was afraid that he would spy on his thoughts, but he wanted to put out the fire, so he bit the bullet and said: "Watching you play...it will be clearer."

The moment Jiang Cong's expression unfrozen, everyone in the audience, including the referee teacher, breathed a sigh of relief.

This thing is so scary...

Jiang Cong thought about it carefully and realized that he had not thought carefully about not arranging a place for the little girl in advance.

His expression softened, he looked at the water glass she had been holding, and took it.

The neck was raised, the Adam's apple with a sharp outline and bulge rolled up and down with the swallowing movement, and the drink was finished in just a few sips.

He put the empty water cup on the edge of the basketball seat and said in the same tone as before: "Don't call him senior."

"?" Li Xingchen asked subconsciously, "Then what should I call him?"

Jiang Cong thought for a moment, "Just that man."

Li Xingchen: "..."

Jiang Cong didn't think there was anything wrong with his proposed title at all, and continued: "Go back and sit far away from him, otherwise I will be distracted and lose the game."

His tone was no longer tense, but Li Xingchen did not leave.

Seeing that his head was covered with sweat, she took out a pack of tissues from her school uniform pocket and handed it to him, "Wipe the sweat."

No one heard what they said, and with just a glass of water, Boss Jiang started laughing.

Jiang Cong bent down and supported his knees with both hands, "My deskmate can just wipe it off."

"..." Li Xingchen panicked, "You, please stop making trouble, there are so many people watching."

Jiang Cong just looked at her level, neither speaking nor moving.

Li Xingchen sighed helplessly and took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Just a few seconds after the tissue touched his forehead, the scene was no longer calm. Yang Lang and the others began to boo, and the games in other places stopped for a moment, thinking that something happened here.

Li Xingshen's face suddenly became hot, and he hurriedly said "Ouch" and gave him the whole package of paper, "You can wipe it yourself."

After saying that, he hurried away.

Jiang Cong stood up straight and watched as she obediently walked around to the other side and sat down with a girl separated by an empty seat from the man. There was still no trace of anger on her face.

He casually wiped his sweat and got back on the field.

Jiang Xingye was very good at controlling his emotions, but only he knew that the loss in his heart was immeasurable.

Jiang Cong was obviously different when he came on the court again. He didn't give him a way to survive when he was in a bad mood, and even less when he was in a good mood. A handsome leaping dunk in the back made everyone even more excited.

Then at noon that day, the infirmary was crowded with people, all buying throat lozenges.

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I don’t know how the sports meeting went, but Class 7’s basketball game went all the way to the end. I thought I would compete with some awesome science class for first place, but I didn’t expect it to be Class 4.

Only after looking at the members of the other party did I know the reason. There were not many people from Class 4 among them. They were all foreign aid recruited by Hao Xuan, Meng Haoqiang's senior year group.

But there was something wrong with Class 7 that day. It was not the basketball team, but the cheerleading team.

One girl sprained her ankle and was unable to participate, so she needed a substitute. In fact, it didn't matter if there was one less person in the last game, but the cultural and sports committee members were one of the few in Class 7 who cared a lot about the collective face of the class.

Li Xingchen didn't even say a word of refusal before he was stuffed with a suit of clothes and sent to the locker room.

It took half an hour to change one outfit, and she struggled in it for more than twenty minutes.

The others were a little tired of waiting, but when they came out, it didn't stop them from looking straight.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Each class decides on its own cheerleading uniform. This uniform is purple, with a dark style, and there is a gauze-textured purple bow on the chest, which is faintly visible.

It looks good, but people like Li Xing and Chen Ruling who don't even wear long skirts can't accept the exposure.

"My God, this waistline is amazing!" The cultural and sports committee member glanced at her up and down several times. Unexpectedly, she had such a good figure, and gave her a thumbs up.

Ru Ling was also amazed, but she also felt that Jiang Cong would go crazy if he saw it.

Li Xingchen is extremely awkward, secretive, and can hardly walk. This skirt is too short, and the tight vest is too...

"Why are you pretending to be dressed up when you're already wearing them?" Pan Pan rolled his eyes and walked out.

"You idiot! What are you trying to do!" Ru Ling tried to grab her, but Li Xingchen blocked her.

The culture and sports committee member smiled and smoothed things over, and a group of girls walked out.

The glances were passed from one to another, and everyone felt there was a commotion and everyone looked over. Li Xingchen stood in the queue to fill up the number of people, but he couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to go back and change after the opening dance.

But unexpectedly, there was a sudden burst of screaming and chaos at the exit of the locker room closest to area b6.

Class 7 and Class 4 had a conflict before the game.

When Li Xingchen ran over to push away the crowd, Jiang Cong was full of ferocity and was forcing Meng Hao to the ground and beating him. The two groups were also ready to fight.

She was stunned for a long time and shouted: "Jiang Cong!"

Jiang Cong's fist suddenly stopped in mid-air and he looked up at her. There was a beast trapped in his bottomless black eyes.

His eyes touched her body for only two seconds before he let go and pulled her towards the back of the dressing room.

The locker room was under the terraces, and the noise outside gradually became blurry. Li Xingchen didn't know where he was taking her, and he didn't understand the sudden situation.

His steps were long and fast, and Li Xingchen was pulled to trot to keep up, "Jiang Cong...my wrist hurts."

Jiang Cong said nothing, his jawline tightened and his hands did not loosen.

After walking to the innermost door, Jiang Cong opened the door and pulled her in.

There is only one window inside, the light is dark, and it looks like a storage room.

Click, the sound of the door being locked.

Li Xingchen's heart tightened inexplicably. Before she could react, Jiang Cong grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the door in just a split second.

With an unprecedented, strange and dangerous aggression.

His voice sounded like a low growl: "Li Xingchen, can't you really see that? Can't you see that I like you?"

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Crazy, crazy.

Jiang Cong is crazy and so am I...
Chapter completed!