The tense atmosphere of the exams lasted for two days at No. 7 Middle School, and when the last English exam was finished on Friday, all the students let out a sigh of relief.

  Meng Ting tidied up his things and returned to the classroom, where he saw some people looking happy and others looking worried.

  Zhao Nuan and Hong Hui are checking their answers together.

  "I think I should choose C, sincere."

  Hong Hui pushed his glasses: "I choose D."

  Meng heard and came back, Zhao Nuans eyes lit up: "Listen, listen, the last multiple-choice question you chose what ah?"

  Meng Ting thought for a moment: "D."

  Hong Hui immediately let out a sigh of relief, Zhao Nuanju looked like the sky was falling. Meng Ting smiled and felt nostalgic. This year has been like this, because of her excellent grades, all her classmates would ask her for answers, as if she were the standard answer.

  Mengs English listening is very good, with a full score of 150. She can get more than 140 points, and the deducted points are basically for her composition or one or two fill-in-the-blank questions.

  She had been working hard all the time. Even during those two years when she was disfigured and had nothing to do, she would take on translation jobs. So after her rebirth, taking exams didnt feel unfamiliar to her.

  There were two boys in the class who changed into their sports uniforms and walked out with excitement on their faces.

  It was Li Yilong and Liu Yun who had previously begged Meng Ziyi not to run.

  "Hey, this years basketball league is being held at the neighboring vocational school! Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend, lets go watch a game!"

  Meng Ting recalled Jiang Nians threatening words and hesitated for a moment. If it were up to her, she wouldnt go.

  She didnt want to have anything to do with Jiang Ren.

  "Our classs Liu Yun and Li Yilong are also on the basketball team, go give them some cheers."

  Meng Ting remained silent for a long time before nodding his head.

  She was used to not liking to owe people things. Jiang Ren helped her move the table, and if she regretted it, she would feel uneasy in her heart.

  "Come on, lets go."

  They walked to Lichai Vocational High School and found many students inside.

  In November, a breath of air turned into white mist. The boys on the basketball court were wearing short sleeves and shorts, sweating profusely.

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

  "Class 12, rise up."

  "We must win this seventh game!"

  The most people are in the center of the basketball court.

  The cheers rose and fell, pushing the game to a climax.

  Those fragmented cheers pieced together a complete name - Jiang Ren.

  Although Zhao Nuanju didnt have a good impression of Jiang Ren, she couldnt help but feel curious at this moment. "Jiang Ren is also participating in the competition, lets go take a look and listen."

  However, the boys and girls in that place surrounded three circles inside and out, they were not tall enough, and no one saw their own shadow.

  The scene suddenly fell silent, then erupted into even more intense applause.

  "Oh no, its already three minutes in!"

  "Jiang Ren is so handsome ahhhhhhh!"

  Meng Tings heart was racing with excitement. After being reborn for so long, she felt young and tender again among the passionate and excited boys and girls.

  Zhao Nuan pulled her through the crowd and she finally managed to catch a glimpse of Jiang Ren through the gap.

  He wore a red jersey with a black number 5 on his chest.

  Behind is written in regular script "Jiang Ren".

  His silver hair was sweat, following his angular face and staying on the jersey, wetting it. He didnt care about wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Passing and dribbling were done in one breath.

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

  Even Zhao Nuanjus face turned red, being dazzled by this young mans hormones.

  A head of silver hair shines brightly, with wildness at the corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows.

  He dunked the ball and looked around, but there was no smile on his face. The screams on the court were one after another, he made a pause gesture and said to the referee: "Change players."

  His face was cold and everyone could see he wasnt happy.

  Jiang Ren sat casually in the substitute area, Lu Yue brought over a bottle of water and a clean towel, also with a flushed face: "Jiang Ren, have some water."

  He looked at her with an even colder gaze.

  The exam in Class 7 has already ended.

  She deceived him! He gritted his teeth, how dare she deceive him!

  "Leave me alone!"

  Lu Yue awkwardly walked away. His sweat had soaked through his jersey, and he didnt even wipe it off, nor did he take a sip of water.

  He Junming asked Fang Tan: "Whats wrong with Brother Ren? He was fine just now?"

  Jiang Ning usually wouldnt get substituted out mid-game, with his physical strength, he can play two games without even resting, isnt that inhuman?

  He glanced at the "22:8" score next to him and thought that since his side had 22, they were likely to win: "Hes in a bad mood."

  The contestant from No. 7 Middle School let out a sigh of relief.

  Jiang Ren finally took the stage, no need to say more, that guy played basketball fiercely, even the cheering girls turned around, and now all you can hear is Jiang Rens name. They were so desperate before, but now that Jiang Ren has taken the stage, they started playing like they had chicken blood, frantically chasing after the score.

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

  He Junmings heart was racing and he hastily called for a temporary halt to rest.

  He wiped his face and walked to Jiang Rens side: "Brother Ren, its still up to you. That group of turtles is about to overtake us."

  Fang Tan glanced into the crowd, and in the waves of people layer upon layer, he seemed to have caught sight of Meng Ting.

  Due to the crowd, she and Zhao Nuange couldnt get to the very front, occasionally only showing her face.

  The delicate girl was blocked by the boys in front of her, who were much taller than she was.

  Fang Tan suddenly had a bold idea. He sat down beside Jiang Ren, smiling and speaking in an offhand tone: "I saw Meng over there."

  Jiang Ren suddenly lifted his head.

  She raised her eyes and saw her in the crowd, Zhao Nuan was struggling to get a glimpse of her, this place was too crowded. Students from several schools had come to join in the excitement, she couldnt even get to the first row, let alone see the game on the field.

  Meng Tings glasses were knocked askew by someone, and she hastily reached out to adjust them, looking a bit flustered and silly.

  She spent the whole game taking care of her broken glasses.

  He suddenly laughed.

  Jiang Ren walked over, with everyones eyes on him, crossing half of the court to reach her side.

  Meng Ting finally managed to adjust his glasses and let out a sigh of relief.

  It feels quiet around me.

  She raised her eyes and saw Jiang Ren.

  She was stopped outside the red line, while he was inside, smiling a bit mischievously: "Whos going to buy me a bottle of water and a towel?"

  The girls fell silent for a moment, then went crazy. They rushed to the small shop in the back, and the crowd dispersed immediately. There were also those who handed it over right away.

  He didnt answer, and instead pulled out a red ticket from his pocket.

  Meng Ting had a bad premonition for no reason, and she even thought of turning around and leaving.

  The young man chuckled and said, "Hey, classmate, can you help me out?"

  He handed her the one hundred yuan.

  Meng Ting raised his eyes and looked at him, sweat dripping from his brow bone, smiling: "Come on, hurry up."

  The tone was slightly unruly.

  She was on the verge of tears, facing so many peoples gaze, she couldnt accept it nor could she not accept it.

  More and more people are watching, Meng Ting snatches the money from his hand, without saying a word, not even looking at him, turns around and walks towards the small grocery store.

  He stood behind her and saw her bright red ear tips, unable to help but laugh.

  Jiang Nian put on his wrist guard and turned back to tell the coach, "Ill go up in the second half."

  He Junming stared blankly at Meng Ting: "Isnt that Meng Ting from No. 7 Middle School with poor eyesight?"

  Fang Tan raised an eyebrow.

  He Han also seemed to have discovered something: "No way, doesnt that girl have a problem with her eyes?"

  He Junming suddenly felt dizzy and looked at Lu Yue in the distance, who had a strange expression on her face, revealing a few hints of confusion. No way, even someone as beautiful as Lu Yue wouldnt want him, who would like a girl with eye problems?

  But there was no time for further thought as the second half of the match began soon.

  The boy in Class 7 saw Jiang Ren as soon as he came on stage, and his heart let out a mournful cry, but his face struggled to remain calm.

  Its okay, the score gap is narrowing down.

  Within two minutes of the game starting, their faces turned green. Damn it! This guy is crazy! Did they dig up his ancestral grave?

  Opposite No. 5! Theyre just playing a ball game, its not a duel!

  Apart from free throws, even the seven-pointers were made.

  The whole field was dominated by Jiang Rens dribbling and shooting, and the girls voices were almost hoarse from cheering.

  Jiang Rens eyes were very bright, as if there was stardust in them.

  Fang Tan, who was resting in the next game, kept an eye on the crowd, but his face changed.

  Meng listened to her... and never came back.

  Until the judge announced the final result, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Jiang Rens smile also disappeared.

  He Junming looked at his face and was a little afraid: "Ning Ge..."

  Jiang Ren endured and didnt say a word, tossing the basketball in his hand, which hit the railing with a "thud".

  ~

  Talents gather at Licheng Vocational High School.

  At this moment, a farce is being performed on this road which was originally going to the convenience store.

  Shulan was drenched with grape juice.

  Her hair was disheveled as she rushed over and hit the girl: "Stinky bitch!"

  Several people on that girls side said: "Whats wrong, are you still feeling wronged? Jiang Nian cant stand you, so youre going to snatch Zhang Yiyis boyfriend?"

  Meng listened back at this time, just happened to bump into this scene.

  Shulan was also fierce and rushed forward without fear. She was slapped several times, dizzy and disoriented, but she hated these people to death.

  Whats wrong with her stealing other peoples boyfriends?

  Would he have been hooked by her in just a few words if he didnt have that intention?

  She cant even manage her own boyfriend and still comes to bother her!

  But one person cant beat five or six people.

  As she was lifted up by her hair, she saw Meng Ting walking by without a care.

  "Sister!"

  She couldnt believe that this was Meng Ting, who had been heartbroken when she herself got hurt in the past. She firmly believed that even if Meng Ting himself didnt die from it, he wouldnt let her get hurt.

  But it was really Meng Ting who walked quietly and silently past others with a calm expression!

  Those girls heard her call "sister" and also looked over.

  A girl wearing a junior high school uniform with her hair tied in pigtails walked by hugging a bottle of mineral water and a towel.

  She didnt even notice Xiu Lan, as if she were just a stranger.

  A fierce glint flashed in Shulans eyes.

  How dare you!

  Why should I be beaten when Meng Ting has had everything since childhood?

  "Sister, dont you care about me anymore?"

  She saw Meng Ting still walking forward, suddenly turned her head and said to those girls: "She is my sister, now she must be calling for someone! Youre done!"

  The girl paused for a moment, her expression sinking: "Stop that woman."

  Meng Ting didnt expect Shu Lan to make this move, and her heart grew even colder. She was taken aback for a moment, but then calmed down.

  She knew she couldnt beat them up, so she pointed at her school uniform: "Im from No. 7 Middle School, I dont know her."

  The girl saw Meng listening so calmly and quietly, and for a moment she was inclined to believe her words. Moreover, looking at her eyes, there seemed to be some problem with them, and she didnt dare to interfere too much: "You can go."

  Shulan was furious, and Meng Ting really didnt care about her anymore. She struggled recklessly: "Dont you believe me? Dont you all want to know who the person in the photo that Jiang Ren saw earlier is?"

  She pointed with her hand: "Its her! She is my own sister. She just wants to run and get help, dont believe me? Take off her glasses!"

  Mengs face changed slightly, and the girl who was leading made a signal with her eyes. A bottle of water was poured over his head from above.

  The air is filled with biting chill.

  Meng Tings glasses were trampled during the tug-of-war, and glucose water flowed down her forehead.

  There was a moment of silence in the air.

  She didnt dare open her eyes, afraid of getting infected if water got in.

  The whole world was in a state of panic and confusion, but those girls suddenly became quiet.

  “She…”

  "She really is..."

  The person in the photo, what they look like when they grew up.

  Meng Ting felt like he was extremely unlucky!

  She was anxious and angry, but the towel in her hand was taken away by someone, covering her face, and she was carefully wiping the water droplets from her eyes.

  His fingers were distinct and his fingertips were scorching hot.

  In the cool autumn air, one can hear the sound of breathing.

  She couldnt see, but heard the group of girls stuttering: "Jiang... Jiang Ren..."