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"Yes." The physical education teacher has already come in.
Ji Yang has already left with Mu Ran.
Mu Ran didn't think much about Ji Yang's hand, but turned his head and shouted at Cheng Zhuo: "Cheng Zhuo, let's go first!"
Cheng Zhuo nodded with a smile, and there was no smile in his crescent-shaped eyes.
The backs of the two people walking away made his eyes glisten with coldness.
The college entrance examination is about to end.
Cheng Zhuo whispered in his heart, not knowing what he was paying attention to.
The two of them walked out after a while.
Their basketball jerseys are red with white borders.
A team was dispersed from a class, and the rest of the students sat in the auditorium.
Mu Ran was a little excited.
He followed the physical education teacher's instructions, moving his body, and his face was full of vigor.
A whistle blew, and the two teams immediately began to exercise.
The audience in the auditorium all looked at Cheng Zhuo and Mu Ran.
The personal charm of these two people is really too strong, and they seem to be glowing from top to bottom.
The game was extremely fierce, and both sides scored two points.
Mu Ran focused on the game wholeheartedly, and didn't think about anything else.
At first, he was tied up because he was worried about Cheng Zhuo's body.
But soon, he found that Cheng Zhuo, as the No. 1 team member, did not lose the slightest movement, and the attack was also extremely violent.
He almost couldn't keep up, so he didn't think about it, and started to play the game with all his heart.
The main player against Cheng Zhuo is Ji Yang.
Both of them were the No. 1 players in the team, and they both looked like they wanted to kill each other, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.
In the second half of the game, everyone was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
The shouting in the auditorium was extremely intense, and the voice seemed to want to knock down the roof of the basketball room.
However, these cries made the team members extremely excited, and neither team was left behind.
However, Ji Yang, who was number one in the field, stared at Cheng Zhuo with something extra in his eyes.
When the boss usually plays, he doesn't think about other things at all.
Now the boss subconsciously set his sights on Cheng Zhuo.
Ji Yang felt very uncomfortable.
Cheng Zhuo is really a man who can play with people's hearts.
Ji Yang was dribbling the ball. He turned around and narrowly escaped a person's snatching of the ball.
His eyelids drooped slightly, pretending not to see Cheng Zhuo who was attacking from one side, he just jumped up and threw the ball fiercely towards the basketball hoop.
The moment he took off, the basketball was launched, Cheng Zhuo also hit it, and the two collided with each other.
"Ah!" The audience was in an uproar and shocked.
Ji Yang and Cheng Zhuo bumped into each other and fell to the ground.
The basketball missed, bounced back, and hit Cheng Zhuo's back.
Cheng Zhuo's delicate face suddenly became much paler, and he fell to the ground with a pained expression on his face.
Ji Yang just fell to the ground.
It was the first time he did this kind of thing, his limbs were a little weak, his hands supported weakly, and he gasped for breath.
He looked at Cheng Zhuo who was on the ground, and thought to himself¡ª¡ªnow, Cheng Zhuo should beat him hard because of his anger
However, he waited and waited, nothing.
Cheng Zhuo frowned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked extremely weak.
"Cheng Zhuo!" An eager voice sounded, and Mu Ran appeared in Ji Yang's sight.
He watched Mu Ran help Cheng Zhuo up with a panicked and helpless face, put him on his back, and asked about Cheng Zhuo's situation in a low voice.
He carried Cheng Zhuo on his back, and wanted to take him to the infirmary.
Before leaving, Ji Yang saw Mu Ran turning his head back with anger on his face: "Ji Yang, you must give me an explanation for this matter."
Ji Yang's spine was chilled, and his brain was buzzing.
Why, why did the boss speak to him like this?
He shouldn't have seen it, shouldn't
Cheng Zhuo shouldn't behave like this!
Everyone panicked and was calmed down by the physical education teacher.
Some players said to Ji Yang with an ugly face: "Ji Yang, you have some personal issues with Cheng Zhuo, you should solve them in private, now don't talk about today's game, have you ever thought about what others will think of you?"
Ji Yang panicked, he turned his head slightly, and looked tentatively at the auditorium.
Everyone twisted their faces one by one, full of anger.
Everyone's eyes were looking at him like an enemy.
Ji Yang flinched.
Such a situation is not what he thought at all!
Obviously, it was just an accident on the court
Seeing him like this, some team members shook their heads in disappointment: "Ji Yang, you made such an obvious intentional mistake, how could we not see it? How could the audience not see it? You Think about it later, how can you talk to the teacher later?" Let the audience explain."
The team members shook their heads and left, leaving Ji Yang sitting there alone with chills in his limbs.
In the infirmary, Mu Ran looked at the doctor anxiously: "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor examined Cheng Zhuo's injuries.
The back of the white back was bruised and purple, and the wound on his clean and unmarked back was a bit hideous and terrifying.
The elderly male doctor pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose: "He's fine, just some bruises, just apply some medicine and let him have a good rest."
Mu Ran was still worried.
The wound on Cheng Zhuo's body was just right. The basketball is so powerful, how could it be just a little bruise?
What if a bone is injured?
Mu Ran called to the doctor who was taking the medicine: "Doctor, why don't you show him again? See if he hurt any bones or anything."
The doctor took the ointment and came over, snorted coldly, a little unhappy: "I am a doctor and you are a doctor?"
Mu Ran choked, and could only temporarily believe the doctor's words.
Sweat was still flowing on Cheng Zhuo's forehead, and his hair was soaked with sweat.
He gently closed his eyes, his brows were furrowed together, making people feel distressed.
The doctor handed the ointment to Mu Ran: "You give him the medicine, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."
Mu Ran took the ointment: "Okay."
The doctor took off his white coat and hung it on the hanger. Before he left, he looked at Cheng Zhuo on the eye bed and clicked his tongue in his heart.
There are more and more people pretending to be sick these days.
The doctor closed the door and left.
Mu Ran carefully squeezed the ointment on his fingers.
The white ointment is ice cold.
He gently placed his ointment-stained fingers on Cheng Zhuo's body.
Cheng Zhuo's body trembled because of Muran's touch.
Mu Ran thought he hurt him, so he raised his hand in a panic: "Did I hurt you?"
"No" Cheng Zhuo whispered in a hoarse voice.
He buried his head in the pillow, not letting Mu Ran see his expression. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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