Back To the Past To Fall In Love

Our school grass turned out to be mediocre.

When he saw Zheng Mingzhi again, Xu Ziran expressed such emotion in his heart.

In the eyes of Xu Ziran, an adult who has been influenced by the aesthetics of later generations, this school grassman is not very strong, and his hairstyle and clothes are a bit dirty. He should be tall, thin, and handsome.

But if you think about it carefully, for high school students, it is rare to find such a tall, thin and refreshing boy who has a little bit of self-modified consciousness, not to mention, the opponent is one of the best basketball players in the school.

In the eyes of high school students these days, playing basketball well can add an extra 100%.

In the club classroom after school that day, when Tian Jiaqi strongly recommended him to join, he also said the same: "He plays basketball very well, and people from other schools know that he has often participated since junior high school. In the competition, I heard that you will not lose in the competition with college students, so you will not know him, I estimate that 80% of the girls in the school should know about him..."

"So it is." Xu Ziran nodded suddenly, "If you say that, there is no harm in letting him join."

She looked around and saw that other than Tian Jiaqi, no one else was too enthusiastic. If she thought of the fact that Cheng Haoyan actually liked Tian Jiaqi, Tian Jiaqi praised a boy so much, and Cheng Haoyan's mood could be imagined.

But Xu Ziran felt that since they had helped her and she was a good person, it would be unreasonable to refuse them. They couldn't keep joining the club forever. It would be nice to have a new look.

not to mention…

Xu Ziran looked at Tian Jiaqi and always felt that the other party seemed to like Zheng Mingzhi very much.

Tian Jiaqi looked at the corridor outside the classroom with her hands on the table, and said excitedly: "Didn't you say that you came over after school in the evening, why haven't you come yet? I don't have to study late in the second year of high school, right? I remember it only in the third year of high school."

Tian Jiaqi's eyes shone brightly, Xu Ziran hadn't seen the other party look so excited for many years.

Of course, this may be the little girl's nympho, but compared to Tian Jiaqi's future boyfriend, Zheng Mingzhi looks so much better.

While thinking about this, Tian Jiaqi exclaimed and sat down. Xu Ziran heard footsteps coming from the stairs next to it, getting closer and closer, and finally appeared at the door of the classroom—

"Hey! Why are you?" Tian Jiaqi rolled her eyes in disgust.

Xia Qian raised one eyebrow, walked into the classroom with her schoolbag, put it on a table with ease, and said, "What? Can't it be me?"

Tian Jiaqi said angrily, "You're not from our club. It's shameful to come here every day to grab a seat."

Xia Qian snorted coldly, "The school is owned by the public, why can't I come, not to mention that I have to supervise whether Qiu Yurou has read books properly."

Tian Jiaqi then said, "What does Qiu Yurou have to do with you, why do you supervise her?"

Xia Qian said: "We are opponents! Does the opponent understand!"

Hearing this, Xu Ziran felt a little unhappy for some reason, and glanced at Xia Qian.

At this time, she heard Qiu Yurou say, "I'm not your opponent."

Xia Qian's face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

Tian Jiaqi gloated on the side and said, "What do you mean, you are not worthy of being an opponent."

As soon as the provocative words were said, the atmosphere suddenly became tense again. Just when Xu Ziran was thinking about whether Tian Jiaqi and Xia Qian were going to fight again, someone knocked on the door.

Xu Ziran raised his head and saw a boy in a simple white t-shirt standing against the light at the door, with bright eyebrows and a clear face. Seeing her looking up, he showed a shy smile.

Xu Ziran suddenly understood why this person was a school grass.

School grass, oh no, Zheng Mingzhi walked into the classroom, scratched his head and said, "I've been disturbed by my classmates for a while, I'm late, I'm sorry."

The power of the school grass is really great, Tian Jiaqi and Xia Qian all stopped arguing in an instant, and sat down like a lady, Xu Ziran couldn't laugh or cry, and stood up to welcome Zheng Mingzhi on the surface, saying: "Welcome, senior, senior. Have you thought about it?"

Zheng Mingzhi approached and said, "Of course I have made up my mind, as long as you don't object."

Xu Ziran glanced at Tian Jiaqi, then at Cheng Haoyan and Zhang Xuan, and said, "I don't think they have any opinions."

Zheng Mingzhi laughed and said that he would hand in the form to the teacher tomorrow.

Xu Ziran described to him the tasks they should have in the next period of time, Zheng Mingzhi immediately said that he would have a basketball game next week and would never do nothing.

Because Zheng Mingzhi was a new entrant, Xu Ziran, the president, introduced him to the members of the club and the goals of the club. Although Zheng Mingzhi was a sophomore in high school, he did not have the air of being a senior to Xu Ziran at all. He looked kind and reminded Xu Ziran of the same Qi Wendong, a sophomore in high school, couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the gap between humans and dogs is indeed bigger than that between humans and dogs.

When she was expressing her appreciation for Zheng Mingzhi in her heart, the system suddenly reminded—

[Dear host, your target person is very unhappy, please be careful with your words and deeds. 】

[Dear host, aware of a new strategy target, do you want to add a new target? a yes, b no]

Xu Ziran: "…"

Xu Ziran viciously chose "No", and at the same time, out of the corner of the eye, he aimed at Qiu Yurou, thinking about why the other party was unhappy again.

In the dim peripheral vision, Qiu Yurou was flipping through the novel with one hand on her cheek, not looking at Xu Ziran.

Zheng Mingzhi asked: "So basketball really belongs to a kind of light culture. Your definition is really cunning."

Xu Ziran smiled slightly smugly.

Zheng Mingzhi stretched out his hand and poked Xu Ziran's forehead, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking in your head, how can you be so smart?"

The system issued a warning—[Warning: Dear host, please be careful with your words and deeds. 】

Xu Ziran: "…"

She thought that maybe Qiu Yurou was dissatisfied because she was chatting with Zheng Mingzhi and ignored Qiu Yurou, so she quickly said, "Speaking of smarts, of course the smartest of us is Qiu Yurou. You must have heard of her, right?"

Zheng Mingzhi said, "Well, I've heard of it. I also heard that the origin of this incident was the reason why you wanted to set up a club. How could you suddenly think so?"

-what? Why did the topic come to my head again?

Xu Ziran glanced at Zheng Mingzhi and felt that something was wrong.

Of course, she must admit that she is a little narcissistic, so she is often unable to determine whether when she feels that she is being taken care of, whether it is really someone taking care of her, or her own illusion.

After all, there was a time when she felt that more than half of the people were watching her even when she was walking down the street.

She looked at Zheng Mingzhi and said, "Actually, everyone was willing at first, not just my credit."

Zheng Mingzhi said, "That's it, it's really amazing."

This time, without turning the topic to Xu Ziran, Xu Ziran breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have already told you most of the definition and activities of our society, and now you can do what you like, even if you go It's okay to play basketball outside."

Zheng Mingzhi smiled, moved a table from one side, placed it in front of Xu Ziran's table, and said, "Let's feel the atmosphere here today, may I be president?"

While he was saying this, he turned back to Xu Ziran and smiled, his smile was as warm as the warm sun.

Xu Ziran suddenly understood that this kind of youthful handsomeness was probably different from the kind of handsomeness she later understood, but something more superficial and more transparent, just because this basketball boy did have a good-looking smile.

Regarding the accuracy of this matter, just listen to Tian Jiaqi's opinion on the way home.

Because Xia Qian and Zheng Ming knew that they were going home by bus, there was no chance for them to go on the same road. Therefore, apart from the school gate, Xu Ziran watched Tian Jiaqi give up her disguise completely and fell into a state of madness.

"Senior Zheng is really handsome, so handsome, I really didn't expect him to join."

Zhang Xuan arranged his hairstyle and said, "Is it very handsome? It turns out that your girls' aesthetics are like this."

"He looks like Jay Chou!"

Xu Ziran's mouth twitched, noncommittal.

In this era, probably all boys with single eyelids can be said to be like Jay Chou.

And fans are often blinded by the talent of idols...

Zhang Xuan wondered: "Jay Chou isn't handsome, is he?"

Tian Jiaqi said angrily, "Jay Chou is 18,000 times more handsome than you!"

…

In the midst of the noise, Xu Ziran heard Qiu Yurou casually asking, "Do you think he is handsome too?"

"It's normal." Although Xu Ziran later admitted the possibility of the other party becoming the school grass, he still felt that their school grass was mediocre.

Qiu Yurou asked again, "Then who is your favorite star?"

"Ah? Me?" Xu Ziran has an idol who has been infatuated with in the future, but the other party hasn't debuted yet, so she thought about it and said, "It doesn't seem like there is any."

In order to continue the topic, Xu Ziran asked, "Then do you like it?"

Qiu Yurou also shook her head, but said, "But I have an idol in my heart."

"Oh?" Xu Ziran looked curious.

At this time, they had reached their respective intersections. In order to hear who Qiu Yurou's idol was, she stopped the bicycle and watched Qiu Yurou also stop.

Xu Ziran asked, "Who is your idol?"

Qiu Yurou did not speak immediately.

The other party's eyes stayed on Xu Ziran's face, but I don't know if it was because of the distant eyes, Xu Ziran didn't feel that the other party was watching her, but more like looking behind her.

Just when Xu Ziran wanted to look back to see what was behind her, Qiu Yurou stretched out her hand and poked her on the forehead.

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

After saying that, Qiu Yurou stepped on the bicycle and walked away on another road.

Xu Ziran was stunned for a while, then raised his hand and touched his forehead involuntarily.

The touch of the fingertips resting on the forehead seemed to remain on the forehead, but it spread out in circles of scorching heat.

- Would Qiu Yurou actually do such a thing?

——It seems that I once again felt the suppression of height.

-Why keep it until tomorrow?

Among the various thoughts caused by Qiu Yurou's actions, Xu Ziran heard Tian Jiaqi shout in front: "Cumin~ What are you doing~ Come here quickly~!"

Xu Ziran accepted the blank expression and chased after him.

When Qiu Yurou heard Tian Jiaqi calling Xu Ziran's voice, she couldn't help but look back.

She saw Xu Ziran rushing forward in response to the call, her shoulder-length hair fluttering in the air.

She glanced at her fingertips that poked Xu Ziran's forehead, wondering why she did such a move.

Will Xu Ziran feel offended?

Qiu Yurou thought so sadly, but quickly shook her head, thinking that she thought Xu Ziran was too stingy.

Xu Ziran probably wouldn't take such a thing to heart.

Thinking like this, Qiu Yurou poked her cheek with the finger that poked Xu Ziran's forehead.

- Well, luckily it doesn't hurt.