Chapter 210: Chapter 186 Sugarcane and Strawberry Chapter 210: Chapter 186 Sugarcane and Strawberry Before the basketball flew out of the court, it had caught the attention of the students on the playground. After all, the basketball court was always a place that drew people’s eyes.
Especially when Brother Feng’s fall looked pretty bizarre; he had jumped straight up, but sohow, he landed horizontally, belly first.
Exceptionally comical.
Watching Brother Feng sprawled on the cent ground, Tianheng couldn’t help but think of the bullfrogs he used to eat.
He fought back his laughter and went over to help Brother Feng up, “You alright, bro?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine. What could possibly be wrong with ?” Brother Feng said, unconcerned, as he wiped his nose, ending up with a handful of red.
“Damn, Brother Feng, quickly wipe your nose,” another classmate hurriedly pulled out so tissues.
…
Si Yu ca over to Ning and said,
“That was so thrilling, Jiang Ning, you were really amazing just now, even my sister praised you!”
She pushed her sister, Siqing, toward him like she was pushing a doll.
“Not bad,” Ning replied nonchalantly, as if his recent display was nothing to brag about.
To Siqing, his air of indifference made her ears burn.
Si Yu went on, “Did you see, the boy who lost the ball just now fell to the ground. So sad!”
Siyu remarked, “It’s karma, I guess.”
Siyu had no good feelings toward soone who would carelessly throw a ball; if it had been her walking down the road getting hit, she certainly wouldn’t be happy about it.
Siyu rembered how back in junior high, there were boys playing soccer on their field, and a girl was simply taking a stroll.
Then, a soccer ball flew and knocked her down—the shoes even flew off.
That’s why, whenever Siyu saw people playing soccer in the field, she would choose not to take a walk there.
Ning walked leisurely with one hand in his pocket, his voice drifting over,
“Do bad things often, and karma will co.”
“Yep, exactly,” the twins nodded like chicks pecking at grains, wholeheartedly agreeing.
As for Yuantong, she sized Ning up and down, thinking how arrogant he looked, yet also sohow handso—what to do?
Yuantong imitated his stance, hands in pockets, face composed, pretending to be aloof as she walked.
Ning, seeing her act, thought she was so small and just asking to be teased.
He placed his hand on the top of her head and gently ruffled her hair.
Yuantong, hands still in pockets, challenged, “What, could it be that Jiang Ning wishes to challenge ?”
The two chatted as they arrived at the lectern.
Calling it a flag-raising platform was more fitting.
It was a square cent platform, over twenty ters in length and around ten ters wide.
From the edge of the cent platform down to the ground, it was roughly one ter.
Usually, the area around the platform gathered students who played at jumping onto it, comparing who had the better jumping ability, hence demonstrating their ‘strength.’
At this mont, in front of the platform, several students stood at attention, attempting standing high jumps.
They swung their arms back and forth, ready to leap, but the platform was quite high and they hesitated to make the jump.
Yuantong, pointing at the platform, boasted,
“Jiang Ning, do you believe that I could easily jump up there?”
“I don’t believe it,” Ning said.
A platform one ter high wasn’t that tall, but jumping up from a standing position wasn’t easy; more than half of grown n couldn’t do it.
Yuantong, just over one-five ters tall, jumping one ter? She was dreaming.
“Ha, I knew you wouldn’t believe .”
“Underestimate , do you? Want to bet I can jump up to show you?”
Ning found her boasting amusing,
“Go ahead and jump.”
Yuantong imdiately made excuses, “I walked a lot today, not in the best condition.”
Ning quizzed, “We ate the sa food, walked the sa path, so why am I not tired?”
Yuantong retorted, “What do you know, everyone’s constitution is different. If you are a car, then I’m an airplane; our energy consumption isn’t the sa.”
Ning looked at her, amazed, “You’ve gotten smarter.”
Yuantong replied, “Wasn’t I always smart?”
“Oh, then tell , how can I convince you to perform a standing jump onto the platform for ?” Ning persisted.
Hearing this, Yuantong was secretly annoyed. How could Ning be so annoying today?
She ca up with another excuse, “Jumping onto a platform is so childish.”
“Though I could easily jump up there, I’m a high school student, and I wouldn’t do sothing so childish.”
…
Before the first evening study session.
Cui Yu brought ng Gui to find Brother Ma.
“Brother Ma, Brother Ma, I’ve filled up the mory card with high-quality stuff,” Cui Yu called out enthusiastically, even wanting to open it up and share the enjoynt with Brother Ma.
Longlong comnted, “It’s not appropriate to watch videos in the classroom, is it?”
ng Gui didn’t care at all, “What’s there to be afraid of, enjoy first!”
Brother Ma still cared about his image; directly watching in the classroom wasn’t good, it would reflect poorly, especially if the female classmates saw it—they might think ill of his character.
He suggested, “You two go back and watch.”
Hearing this, ng Gui proposed, “Cui Yu, you downloaded the stuff onto the mory card, right?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s great, my ho has a card reader. Co over to my place tonight, we’ve got a big TV.”
“We can plug the mory card into the reader and play it directly on the TV—the big screen experience is too thrilling.”
“We have a bed and blankets too, if we get tired we can just sleep,” said the experienced ng Gui.
Cui Yu looked at him, hesitated for a second, “Well, that doesn’t seem too good, does it?”
ng Gui slung an arm around his shoulder, “What’s not to be good about it? I often watch using the TV. If you don’t want to co, no worries, but if you do, after study session tonight, I’ll take you to Yucai Supermarket, we’ll get so snacks.”
“Tonight’s on .”
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