Chapter 13: Basketball Practice "Look, their friendship is so touching...

The wisteria waterfall on the green wall hangs down from the sky to the ground, and a butterfly with a blue tail flutters gracefully, passing over the playground, passing the school gate, bypassing the woods, and finally slowly landing on Gu Ci's fingertips.

Gu Ci opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at it intently. The butterfly's wings fluttered slightly, and then it fluttered lightly and disappeared among the flowers.

"Gu Ci! It's your turn! "

The physical education committee member called out from behind. Gu Ci retracted his gaze upon hearing this, responded happily, and turned back to the mock exam venue.

The formal physical exam will be next week. In the past few days, the physical education teacher has simulated them according to the physical exam items in every class. The exam items are divided into three categories: standing long jump, one-minute skipping, and shot throwing.

Although Gu Ci is a little thinner, fortunately his limbs are still relatively flexible and coordinated. He can get full marks in long jump and skipping, only the shot throwing is a little worse.

The shot fell on the lawn in the shape of a parabola. After checking the value on the ruler, the physical education committee member said to the teacher: "Teacher, Gu Ci, 8.6 meters."

The physical education teacher wrote down the number on the evaluation sheet and analyzed to Gu Ci: "Gu Ci, you can get 12 points this time, which is an improvement over last time, but it is still 3 points away from the full score. Practice more in the next few days and strive to get full marks in the exam."

Gu Ci nodded and said with determination: "I understand, thank you teacher! As

exams approached, all schedules became tighter. Teachers of various subjects hoped that students would spend more time on their subjects, so the breaks between classes were also targeted by various forces. The only time Gu Ci could spend a lot of free time practicing was after the evening self-study class.

After the last evening self-study class, Gu Ci thought for a moment and walked over to Huo Wenyuan to ask for his opinion: "Huo Wenyuan, I want to practice shot put again. Are you willing to wait for me?"

Huo Wenyuan raised his eyes, took in the sincere expression on Gu Ci's face, and said lightly: "I see."

Gu Ci interpreted this as agreement and smiled happily: "Then it's a deal!"

Returning to his seat, Shang Zui asked curiously: "Little Gu Ci, are you going to stay later?"

Liu Zhihe, who was sitting in front of him, heard this and turned around, his eyes full of concern, as if he was also concerned about his answer.

Gu Ci put away his schoolbag in advance, picked up the shot put and smiled at her: "Yes, my shot put score is still a little short of getting a full score, and I want to practice it again."

Shang Zui felt ashamed: "Are you so awesome! "

Although I haven't been with Gu Ci for too long, and there has not been a new ranking test yet, but based on Gu Ci's usual performance and seriousness, even if I don't know much about his level, it is not difficult to see that he is one of those with better grades. Now, he even took the initiative to stay in class to practice for a physical test. He is even curlier than a roll.

Liu Zhihe clenched his fist to cheer Gu Ci: "Come on, Gu Ci! I want to practice with you next time!"

Gu Ci smiled shyly, revealing two dimples: "You are welcome anytime~"

Shang was the last to join in the fun of such non-lying things. He picked up the shoulder bag, and considering Gu Ci's safety, he pointed at Huo Wenyuan by the window with his chin: "Will Huo Wenyuan wait for you?"

Gu Ci answered very affirmatively: "Of course! "

Shang Zui thought so too. After all, they still lived under the same roof and their relationship was pretty good recently. Huo Wenyuan wouldn't run away first. But speaking of this... he looked at Gu Ci and had a question in his heart.

What kind of relationship was Gu Ci and Huo Wenyuan? Could they live together for so long?

The fact that he could shut up Huo Wenyuan's 0-calorie, 0-sugar mouth might be because Gu Ci was loved by everyone and flowers bloomed wherever he went. But the fact that he could live in the Huo family and have Butler Feng pick him up personally was no small matter. After all, Huo Wenyuan's extremely majestic father was not a kindly character.

His intuition told him that there might be a deeper reason.

Against

the tide of people dispersing after school, Gu Ci, clutching his shot put ball, headed for the daytime mock exam room.

The incandescent lights beside the track illuminated the playground like daylight. Although it was night, the track was still quite crowded. Besides the physical training students who worked day and night, there were also many people running and walking.

Descending the stairs, passing several couples holding hands, Gu Ci quickly lowered his head, his eyes fixed on their noses and his mind focused on theirs, holding the ball as he moved forward, stopping at his destination.

It was a close call; they almost spotted him.

Gu Ci stretched his wrists, completing his warm-up, then raised the shot put ball and began practicing.

His first throw was similar to his previous result, so he jogged over to pick up the ball, throw it back, and repeat.

Practicing alone required more effort than working in pairs, and soon Gu Ci was breathless. Ten minutes later, though he had broken through a few meters, he still hadn't reached a perfect score.

He couldn't stop. Gu Ci placed his toes on the starting line, staring intently at the target distance, and raised his arm again.

"Hey, isn't this the nosy snitch from the other day?"

Several high school students walked by, arm in arm. Among them, the red-haired one recognized Gu Ci in the corner at a glance, and instantly became furious. He stopped and said, "Wait a minute."

The friend who didn't understand what was going on looked over curiously, and saw a pretty junior high school student practicing shot put. He joked, "What's wrong? Do you like this?"

The red-haired one cursed fiercely and said, "Like shit! He relies on the power of others and thinks that he can get anything he wants just because he knows Huo Wenyuan."

"Watch how I deal with him. Come on, over there!"

The friend didn't want to cause trouble at first, and asked hesitantly, "Didn't he say he knew Huo Wenyuan?"

"So what? Huo Wenyuan's surname is Huo, but his is not." The red-haired one said disdainfully, "Huo Wenyuan is not here, and I will make him beg for mercy tonight. "

Gu Ci over here was throwing the ball out. After seeing the distance it stopped, he cheered in his heart.

14 points! Already improved by 2 points!

One more time!

He walked over briskly, bent down to pick up the ball, and suddenly there were several pairs of sneakers in front of him. He looked up and saw many familiar faces among them.

...It was the red-haired senior who had harassed Liu Zhihe before!

Several people blocked the road ahead. Gu Ci pursed his lips and tried to go around from the side with the shot put.

The red-haired man stretched out his hand to stop him: "Want to leave? You're quite arrogant."

Gu Ci took a few steps back, raised his head and looked him in the eye bravely, and said calmly: "You're blocking my way."

"Oh." The red-haired man thought he was quite funny. Thinking of the setback he had suffered from Huo Wenyuan before, his eyes fell on the shot put. Relying on his height advantage, he raised his hand and snatched the ball from Gu Ci's hand.

"You're not going home so late, are you going to practice shot put?" The red-haired man showed sarcasm on his face, "In that case, brother will practice with you. "

With a sneer on his lips, he gathered his strength and threw the shot put in the opposite direction.

Gu Ci bit his lip, remained silent for a few seconds, and walked towards the landing point of the shot put.

He didn't want to get entangled with them anymore.

Just as he squatted down and was about to touch the ball, one of the red-haired friend kicked the ball away and snatched it away.

Gu Ci's eyes widened, and the next second, the shot put was thrown back to the red-haired friend's feet. The red-haired friend stepped on the shot put provocatively and hooked his finger at him.

"Come on, you snitch."

Gu Ci clenched his fists, his eyes filled with indignation.

"You can't do this."

"Why don't you continue practicing?" The red-haired man ignored him and teased his friends, "Oh, you're going to tell the teacher, right? No, you're going to tell Huo Wenyuan?"

"I advise you to just shut up. It's late at night, who has time for you?"

Gu Ci forced himself to calm down and said to the group of bullies, "I'm telling the teacher because what you did is wrong, and your behavior should be punished. But I won't be like you and take even more wrong measures to solve it."

"Building your happiness on the embarrassment of others is wrong and even more despicable."

"Despicable?" The red-haired man's laughter faltered. "Who are you calling despicable? Who do you think you are to judge me?"

He cursed passionately, and his friends tugged at his clothes.

"Why are you tugging at my clothes?" The red-haired man ignored his friends' pleas and threw the shot put as far as he could.

This shot put was awesome!

Aren't we supposed to practice? Aren't we supposed to tell the teacher? Aren't we supposed to say he's wrong and despicable? Let him practice tonight!

Gu Ci's face flushed with anger, and just as he was about to open his mouth to accuse someone, someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Turning around, he saw Huo Wenyuan standing beside him with his schoolbag.

Gu Ci blinked a little late, but saw Huo Wenyuan touching his head and comforting him, "Don't feel wronged."

"Yeah?" Gu Ci thought to himself, he didn't have time to feel wronged yet.

"Huo, Huo..." The red-haired man was dumbfounded, his brain had completely shut down, and he couldn't even say a word to quibble.

It was so late, why did he appear in the playground! And at this damn time, next to this snitch!

Huo Wenyuan, carrying his schoolbag, said in a cold tone, "I thought you guys had stopped." His

red-haired companion cautiously chimed in, "Huo, it's all a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding..."

"A misunderstanding?" Huo Wenyuan frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't the seniors practicing together?"

The red-haired boy, pleasantly surprised, nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes! We're practicing together!"

Huo Wenyuan said meaningfully, "Oh," and then said, "Then let's continue."

The red-haired boy was stunned.

Huo Wenyuan said, "Aren't we going to practice? The ball is there."

"We have a heavy workload, so we won't keep you company. Please send your results to Teacher Xie Bu Ruo after two hours of practice. I'll study it tomorrow morning."

The red-haired boy gasped at this.

Naive! When had Huo Wenyuan ever been the kind of person to be messed with?

Leaving behind a group of pale-faced high school students, Huo Wenyuan turned to Gu Ci and said, "Let's go. You don't need to write this advice in your diary."

He turned his head away, his expression extremely cold: "Please hurry up, otherwise I can't guarantee that this will not be the last time the seniors will appear on this playground."

The red-haired boy closed his eyes in regret, his legs no longer obeying his will and walked towards the shot put.

He slowly squatted down to pick up the ball and threw it out, repeating it like Gu Ci had done before.

A few more people were practicing shot put on the playground.

"My ball..." Gu Ci didn't notice that he was being led by Huo Wenyuan. His heart was filled with concern and reluctance for the shot put.

That was his scoring weapon!

"Don't look back." Huo Wenyuan turned his head back, "We don't want that ball anymore."

Gu Ci felt aggrieved this time, and whispered, "This is my ball, I don't want to give it to them cheaply."

"Mine." Huo Wenyuan recognized it quickly, "I'll buy you ten."

Gu Ci successfully shut up, and turned worriedly: "Ten...isn't that too many?"

Huo Wenyuan shook his head, holding Gu Ci's hand secretly with force: "Not much, take as many as you want."

Outside the school gate, Butler Feng took off his glasses and was leaning against the car chatting with the driver, Lao Du. He saw two figures walking over hand in hand, and teased: "The trend of early love is becoming more and more obvious now. You said that the young master has finally accepted Xiao Ci. If Xiao Ci falls in love in the future, will he..."

"Put on your glasses, Lao Feng." Lao Du interrupted him mercilessly, "Being cautious in what you say and do is a virtue."

Butler Feng realized that something was wrong and quickly put on his glasses.

I saw that my young master still had a cold face, and the coldness in his eyes and eyebrows could freeze people to death, but his left hand was rarely holding a familiar schoolbag, and with his right hand, he was tightly holding the childish-looking Gu Ci.

"..." He stomped his feet: "Who said that holding hands can't be pure friendship?"

"Look, their friendship is so touching! Young Master, Xiao Ci, have a good time after school!"

That night, Butler Feng received three instructions from Young Master Huo.

One, buy ten shot put balls.

Two, find a simulated examination room, specifically for Gu Ci to throw shot put balls.

As for the third one... well, I need to make a phone call to confirm it.