Destined To Love You

The serious examination atmosphere lasted for two days in No.7 Middle School. When the last English test was finished on Friday, all the students were relieved.

Meng Ting packed up his things and went back to the classroom, seeing some happy and sad.

Zhao Nuancheng and Hong Hui are correcting the answer.

"I think we should choose c, sincere."

Hong Hui pushed his glasses: "I chose d."

Seeing Meng heard it back, Zhao Nuancheng's eyes lit up: "Listen, what did you choose for the last one?"

Meng listened to thought for a while: "d."

Hong Hui was relieved immediately, Zhao Nuancheng looked like the sky was falling. Meng Ting smiled, nostalgic for it. This year is like this, because of her first good grades, all the students can't help but ask her for the answer, as if she gave the standard answer.

Meng listens to English very well, with a perfect score of 150, she can test more than 140 points, and the deduction is basically composition, or one or two clozes.

She has been working very hard, even during the two years of being disfigured, when she had nothing to do, she took the job of translation. So after rebirth, the exam is not unfamiliar.

Two boys in the class changed their jerseys and walked out with excitement.

It was Li Yilong and Liu Yun who had pleaded not to run for Meng before.

Zhao Nuancheng's eyes lit up: "This year's basketball league! It seems to be held in the next vocational high school. Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend. Let's go and watch the game."

Meng listened to think of Jiang Ren's threats, and hesitated a bit. If she chose by herself, she would not go.

She didn't want to get involved with Jiang Ren.

"The basketball team also has Liu Yun and Li Yilong from our class. Go and cheer for them."

Meng Ting was silent for a long time and nodded.

She is used to not owing things to others. Jiang Ren helped her move the table. If she goes back, she will feel uneasy.

Zhao Nuancheng was extremely happy: "Let's go, let's go."

They walked to Licai Vocational High School, only to find many students inside.

In November, it turned into a white mist after taking a breath. The boys on the basketball court were wearing short sleeves and shorts, sweating like rain.

The girl shouted hoarsely on the periphery: "Class 5, come on!"

"Class 12, Xiong Qi."

"Seven of them will win!"

The most crowded place is in the middle of the basketball court.

The screams came one after another, pushing the game to the **.

Those broken cheers pieced together a complete word-Jiang Ren.

Although Zhao Nuancheng has no affection for Jiang Ren, she is still curious at this moment.

"Jiang Ren is also in the game, let's go check it out and listen."

However, the boys and girls in that place circled three times inside and outside. They were not tall enough to even see their shadows.

The court suddenly fell silent, and then there was more intense applause.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Jiang Ren is so handsome!"

Meng Ting's heart was pounding. After being reborn for so long, she felt that she was still immature and young for the first time among the enthusiastic and excited teenage girls.

Zhao Nuancheng pulled her into the crowd, and she finally saw Jiang Ren through the gap with difficulty.

He is wearing a red jersey with a black size 5 on the front of his chest.

The words "Jiang Ren" are written in the block letters on the back.

This year, his silver hair was full of sweat, and he stayed along his water chestnut cheeks, wet his jersey, and wiped the corners of his mouth carelessly with his thumb. The pass and dribble were done in one go.

He is the tallest boy in this game and the most dazzling person.

Even Zhao Nuancheng blushed and was dizzy by the teenage hormones.

She has gorgeous silver hair, wild eyes and eyebrows.

He dunked the ball and looked around without a slight smile. The scream on the field was overwhelmed. He made a time-out gesture and said to the referee: "Substitution."

He looked cold, and everyone knew he was unhappy.

Jiang Ren sat in the bench at will, Lu Yue brought a bottle of water and a clean towel, and his face flushed: "Jiang Ren, you can drink some water."

He glanced at her, his eyes colder.

The exam at No. 7 Middle School was over long ago.

She lied to him! He gritted his teeth, dare to lie to him!

"do not bother me!"

Lu Yue walked away awkwardly. Sweat wet his jersey, he didn't wipe it, or even drank a sip of water.

He Junming had a number 8 on his body and asked Fang Tan: "What's wrong with Brother Nin, wasn't it good just now?"

Jiang Ren usually won't fight until the end of the game. With his physical strength, playing two games without rest, is it not a human being?

Fang Tan glanced at the "22:8" score next to him. On his own side, 22. Most of the wins were won: "He is in a bad mood."

The seventh middle school player on the opposite side was relieved.

Jiang Ren finally got off the court, not to mention anything else, the guy played fiercely, and even the cheering girl turned back, and the audience heard Jiang Ren's name. They were all lost in the fight, and now Jiang Ren was off, and they started chasing the score crazy like chicken blood.

The young man with silver hair and black eyes coldly watched the score change from 22:8 to 24:16.

He Junming was flustered, and hurriedly called for a break.

He wiped his face and walked to Jiang Ren's side: "Brother Ren, it's better for you to chant, those turtles and grandchildren are about to overtake."

Fang Tan glanced at the crowd, and he seemed to see Meng Ting amidst the waves of people.

Because of the crowding, she and Zhao Nuancheng couldn't get to the front, and occasionally only showed their faces.

The delicate girls, who are not as tall as the boys in the front row, are kept strong.

Fang Tan suddenly had a bold idea. He sat down beside Jiang Ren, smiled and said in a casual tone: "I saw Meng listened to it, over there."

Jiang Ren suddenly raised his head.

Looking up and seeing her from the crowd, Zhao Nuancheng was embarrassed with her. There were too many people in this place. Students from several schools all came to join in the fun, not to mention the first row, it is not easy to take a look at the game field.

Meng Ting's glasses were knocked crooked, and she quickly reached out to help them, a kind of panic and cute.

In one game, she took care of her broken glasses.

He suddenly smiled.

Jiang Ren walked over, and the crowd looked at him. He crossed the small half of the court and came to her.

Meng finally let out a sigh of relief after hearing it hard to straighten his glasses.

It feels quiet around.

She raised her eyes and saw Jiang Ren.

She was stopped outside by the red line, and he was inside the red line, smiling a little badly: "Who buys me a bottle of water and a towel?"

The girls were silent for a moment and then went crazy. One after another, they ran to the canteen, and the crowd suddenly dispersed. And hand it over immediately.

He didn't answer it, and touched a red ticket from his pocket.

Meng Ting had a bad premonition inexplicably, she even wanted to turn around and leave.

The boy smiled and said, "Hey, classmate, can you do me a favor?"

He handed the hundred dollars to her.

Meng Ting raised his eyes to look at him, his sweat ran down his eyebrows and smiled: "Hurry up and fuck."

The tone was somewhat unruly.

She was almost crying, facing the eyes of so many people, she couldn't answer, and she couldn't answer.

More and more people came to see him. Meng Ting grabbed the money in his hand, said nothing, didn't even look at him, turned around and walked to the canteen.

He stood behind her and couldn't help smiling when he saw her red ear tips.

Jiang Ren put on his wristband and turned back to the coach and said, "I'll go in the second half."

He Junming glanced at Meng Ting blankly: "That's the Meng Ting with bad eyes in No. 7 Middle School."

Fang Tan raised his eyebrows.

He Han also seemed to have discovered something extraordinary: "No, isn't that girl's eyes have a problem?"

He Jun was unconscious, he looked at Lu Yue, who was also looking strange in the distance, showing a little dazed. No, I don’t want a big beauty like Lu Yue, who he. Mom likes a girl with trouble eyes.

However, can't afford to think about it, the second half of the game soon began.

The boy in No. 7 middle school saw Jiang Ren as soon as he got on the court, and he wailed in his heart, but tried his best to calm down on his face.

It's all right, the score gap has narrowed.

As a result, within two minutes of the opening, their faces turned green. Damn him. Mom is crazy! Did they dug his ancestral grave?

Opposite number five! They are just playing a ball, not a duel!

Except for free throws, even the ball was touched in the seventh.

Jiang Ren was dribbling and shooting for the entire half, and the girls screamed dumb.

Jiang Ren's eyes were bright, as if there were stars in his eyes.

Fang Tan, who was resting after the game, kept watching the crowd, but his expression changed.

Meng listened to her... never came back.

Until the referee announced the final result, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the smile on Jiang Ren's face disappeared.

He Junming looked a little scared at his expression: "Brother Ninja..."

Jiang Ren didn't say a word. He threw the basketball in his hand and slammed the basketball on the railing with a loud "boom."

Licai Vocational and Technical College.

A farce is being staged at the moment, this road was originally to go to the canteen.

Shu Lan was splashed with glucose water.

With messy hair, she rushed to beat the girl: "Sick bitch!"

Several people on the girl's side: "What's the matter, you are still wronged, Jiang Ren looks down on you, you just grab Zhang Yiyi's boyfriend, right?"

When Meng heard it back, he happened to hit this scene.

Shu Lan also fiercely rushed forward without fear. She was slapped several times and dizzy, but she wanted to kill this group of people.

What happened to her robbing her boyfriend?

If the man didn't mean this, would she be hooked over by a few words?

I can't manage my boyfriend, and I'm asking her for trouble!

However, one person cannot beat five or six people.

When she was caught by her hair and raised her head, she immediately saw Meng Ting who walked over without concern.

"sister!"

She couldn't believe that this was Meng Ting. She was hurt before, and Meng Ting felt so distressed. She firmly believed that even if Meng heard that she should not be killed, she would not be injured.

But this look was quiet, and it was Meng Ting who walked silently like everyone else!

The girls heard her calling sister, and followed them.

A girl in the Seventh Middle School uniform with a ponytail walked over holding mineral water and a towel.

She ignored Shulan, as if she was just a stranger.

Shu Lan's eyes burst into a fierce meaning.

Why!

Why should he be beaten? Meng Ting has everything from childhood to adulthood.

She said loudly, "Sister, do you care about me?"

Seeing Meng Ting and still walking forward, she suddenly turned her head and said to the girls: "She is my sister. Now she must be calling someone to go! You are done!"

The girl was startled, her expression sank: "Stop the girl."

Meng heard that Shu Lan would do this trick, and his heart was even colder. She was startled, more calm.

Knowing that she could not beat them, she pointed to her school uniform: "I'm in seventh middle school and don't know her."

Seeing that Meng Ting was so calm and quiet, the girl was inclined to believe her. And at first glance, there was a problem with her eyes, and she did not dare to be nosy: "You go."

Shu Lan was so angry that Meng Ting actually didn't care about her anymore. She struggled regardless, "You don't believe me? Don't you all want to know who the picture Jiang Ren saw was before?"

She pointed her hand: "It's her! She is my sister. She just wants to run and move to rescue the soldiers. If you don't believe me, you took off her glasses."

Meng Ting's face changed slightly, and the leading girl winked, pouring a bottle of water down her head.

There was a bitter coldness in the air.

When Meng Ting's glasses were crushed while pulling, glucose water flowed down her forehead.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

She dared not open her eyes for fear that the water might get infected.

The world was in panic and chaos, and the girls suddenly quieted down.

"she was……"

"She really is..."

What the person in that photo looks like when he grows up.

Meng Ting felt very unlucky!

She was anxious and angry, but the towel in her hand was taken by someone, her head covered her cheek, her face was held by someone, and she carefully wiped the drops of water from her eyes.

The man has distinct knuckles and his fingers are hot.

In the cool autumn, breathing can be heard.

She couldn't see, she heard the stammering voice of the group of girls: "Jiang... Jiang Ren..."