Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the angry person in front of her eyes, and could not tell what it was like. After a while, I whispered, "I know how important it is. It's also my first kiss."

"Ha ha..." Xu Yiyang seemed to hear a joke with a sneer and said, "I like Yin Xue for two years. This first kiss originally belongs to her. And you, nothing beats her, including your first kiss. Now you're ashamed to tell me about your first kiss? How much is it worth? I hate putting it upside down."

Jiang Xiaoyu bit her lip, which was indeed her fault, but her first kiss was said to be worthless, and she felt a little depressed and painful.

"I don't beat women. Don't let me hear you say it again in the future. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't make an exception."

Xu Yiyang left this sentence and walked away. Jiang Xiaoyu stood in his place, bowing his head, until the bell rings in class, he walked slowly to the classroom.

"Little rain, you've been depressed all morning. What happened?" Tang Zimo went to Jiang Xiaoyu's desk, Meng Lu also looked slightly sideways at Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Ah? It's okay. I am... Courses are difficult and hard to learn.

"Indeed, senior high school curriculum is no more difficult than junior high school curriculum. In the afternoon, there will be physical education class, the first time after school, with Class 5, you just relax.

When I heard about Class 5, Jiang Xiaoyu felt like he wanted to escape. Although in the same playground physical education class, but the two classes will not have too much contact. Jiang Xiaoyu comforted himself like this.

"In order to enhance the friendship between the two classes, in the first physical education class, take a basketball match as a way to promote communication, girls should be good for their class boys cheer on oh!" Physical education teacher is a bright middle-aged man. Compared with boring training, it is better to let students move freely.

"God, Xu Yiyang is so handsome!"

"Xu Yiyang refuels!"

"Goal again! Xu Yiyang is great! "

"What class are you in? My family Tang Zimo is not bad either!"

"When did Tang Zimo become you?"

"Come on Tang Zimo!"

The girls in the two classes cheered for their own camp, while the two most dazzling players in the field were Xu Yiyang and Tang Zimo, who were equally attacking and defending, and the other students could not keep up with their rhythm. Xu Yiyang grabbed Tang Zimo's slight mistake and went straight to the basket to score.

Girls screamed excitedly off the court. Jiang Xiaoyu stood in the most inconspicuous part of the girls'pile. He couldn't do without paying attention to that person.

At halftime, two classes of girls gathered around and handed water to the boys in their classes.

"Tang Zimo, hard work, water for you."

"I have water, drink my Tangzi ink."

The surrounded Tang Zimo smiled and did not accept it, but took the initiative to pick up the mineral water in Jiang Xiaoyu's hands: "I love drinking this brand of mineral water, Xiaoyu really knows me."

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed awkwardly. She just grabbed a bottle from the place where mineral water was supplied.

Xu Yiyang looked at the scene coldly not far away and looked up with a mouthful of water. Comparing with the bustle around Tang Zimo, he looks very cold here. It is not that there are no girls willing to send water, but Xu Yiyang's refusal to go thousands of miles away makes them afraid to go forward. A bold girl tried to walk over, but he stared back.

The game continued.

"Xu Yiyang's shooting posture is stunning."

"It's cold, but I just can't help liking him."

Jiang Xiaoyu watched Xu Yiyang running the dribble on the court, wondering why he felt lost.

They are equally skilled. The scores in the first few rounds of the first half have not opened the gap, but in the second half of the game, Tang Zimo's physical strength is gradually worse than Xu Yiyang's. There are several mistakes, and the game ends in Xu Yiyang's three-point goal.

The basketball match between Class 2 and Class 5 ended with a score of 17:20.

After class, Jiang Xiaoyu and his classmates returned to the classroom on the way to see Yin Xue heading for Xu Yiyang, subconsciously paying attention to their movements.

"What a pity, I'm in Class 8. I can't teach with you. Look at you playing basketball."

Xu Yiyang's cold face showed a silk smile: "I want to see if I can play basketball anytime."

Originally, she was in Class 8.