What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 46 Haohui

    "Jizhun, pass the ball!"

    Sun Pei applauded Jizhun, and Jizhun dodged past two students in the next class.

    "Fang Fang, Fang Sun Pei!" The Dayang horse on the opposite side shouted anxiously.

    Seeing that the opponent's concentrated firepower killed Sun Pei, Ji Zhun immediately dribbled the ball and rushed towards the backboard.

    Taking off, shooting, landing, the movements are clean and beautiful.

    The basketball hit the hoop, and there was a regular sound of thump, thump, thump on the ground.

    After a brief silence, the crowd on the court erupted into loud shouts.

    When it comes to screaming, girls obviously have the upper hand. For a while, the entire playground was filled with:

    "Jizhun——! Jizhun!——Ahhhhhhh!"

    Jizhun has never been afraid of being high-profile, and he also enjoys it. look.

    Under the bright autumn sun, he took the mineral water thrown by Sun Pei, unscrewed his head and drank half a bottle in one go. Then he lifted up his clothes in a very standard manner, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the hem of the clothes.

    "Okay, buddy."

    Dayang Ma from the next class patted Ji Zhun on the shoulder, "I didn't see you playing much before, but I'll meet you more often in the future!" Ji Zhun

    nodded: "Okay."

    In fact, Ji Zhun used to play in the sixth grade. When I was in middle school, I liked playing with Land Rover and they played pretty well. It's just that when I first came here, I had trouble with Liu Shuai and those idiots. They were all veterans of the golf course and stayed here all day long, so Ji Zhun didn't play much at all.

    The reason why I came to the stadium with Sun Pei and the others today is to see that Liu Shuai and his group are not there. Second, he really didn't want to stay in the classroom any longer. Because I can't help but look at a certain position, and then make eye contact with the person on the seat.

    He has been really confused recently. Whenever he thinks about things related to Tan Jingyang, he will become conflicted and entangled, but in the end, the direction of the ending will all flow to the unspeakable dream that day.

    Ji Zhun exhaled, and quickly shook his head to drive away some images that flashed in his mind.

    The basketball was moving up and down in his hands, and Ji Zhun couldn't help cursing in his heart: "You're really worthless, playing basketball can't even consume your hormones!" As a result, he made a

    movement with his hand, and the ball fell and rolled away. to one side.

    "Hey, squad leader! Help me pass the ball!" Sun Pei shouted to this side, standing not far away with his waist pinched.

    A figure bent down, picked up the ball, but was not in a hurry to return it immediately. Instead, he waited for Ji Zhun to walk up to him, and saw the other party glance away and touch his nose in embarrassment.

    "Cough, give me the ball." Ji Zhun raised his chin at Tan Jingyang and licked his lower lip.

    Seeing that Tan Jingyang still didn't respond, he frowned anxiously: "Hurry up!" He was about to grab it.