Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

The basketball court was nearly two hundred metres away from the playground.

On his way here, Qiao An kept getting a lot of attention from the students, he was quite open and would wave and salute if he saw anyone staring at him, and his handsome and cheerful face caused many people to blush.

Qiao An said cheerfully, "My mother is Chinese, and I would like to marry a Chinese girl if I have the chance."

Shen Cheng said lazily, "See one, and love another, no Chinese girl will like you."

"I just haven't met the right person." Qiao An looked at him as he walked and responded, "What about you, Shen, have you met one?"

Shen Cheng's mind was filled with the image of a person and his heart tightened, but his face remained cloudy: "No."

Qiao An asked, "Really?"

Shen Cheng was just about to answer when he stopped in his tracks, not far from them on the basketball court, the midday sun was pouring down, the beautiful young man was wearing a light blue school uniform, opposite a tall boy, the two were snuggling very close, and from their angle it looked like Jiane Shiwu was rubbing hard into his arms, while the boy was a bit shy.

This scene was so exciting.

Qiao An sighed and laughed, "Chinese boys are also very spontaneous."

Shen Cheng couldn't laugh. If people saw a good student who was gentle and elegant before, now if someone looks at him again, he looks gloomy and cold , a dangerous and sullen man, when Qiao An was about to speak again, Shen Cheng had already walked over.

On the basketball court, Jian Shiwu was still comparing, while measuring the gap with his hand: "We're probably just this close."

Zhou Hao's face was red and he was in no mood to care about the difference, he said carelessly, "That's still short."

What?

Jian Shiwu's heart ached with anger: "Half a head, look at my hand, it's only this much difference will you ......"

The arm that was waved in mid-air was held by someone, the cold touch made Jian Shiwu's body shiver, he twisted his head and met Shen Cheng's gaze, deep and dangerous.

Jian Shiwu was slightly surprised: "Shen Cheng?"

The hand that grabbed his arm pulled the man out of Zhou Hao's range with a little skill. He pulled the boy behind him, and the two tall boys confronted each other on the basketball court,. Each with very different styles, one outwardly explosive, the other elegand and introverted but one that no one dared to underestimate.

Zhou Hao looked at the man who had appeared from nowhere and was unhappy: "Who are you?"

Shen Cheng ignored him, instead he looked down and asked Jian Shiwu, "Who is he?"

For some reason, Jian Shiwu actually sprouted an inexplicable sense of guilt, and he said, "The No.3 school basketball team."

It was strange to say that although Shen Cheng and Zhou Hao were of similar height, but somehow being around him gave Jian Shiwu a feeling of not daring to act recklessly, like a poor little animal meeting a scary big bad wolf, and his instinct for danger and life told him it was best not to act rashly.

Shen Cheng said, "Very familiar?"

Jian Shiwu was honest: "Played him a few times."

Zhou Hao saw that Jian Shiwu was being so obedient to Shen Cheng, but when it came to him, he would have been rejected, and seeing that Shen Cheng seemed to be satisfied with this reply, he was inexplicably angry.

He said to Jian Shiwu and the others, "We are going to practice today too. You can fight if you want. How about just coming to fight?"

Jian Shiwu was really attracted by this, "Fight with you?"

Zhou Hao raised his chin, his aura was strong: "Yes."

Jian Shiwu and Lui Heng looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces. It wasn't that they didn't dare to fight, it was just that they were just training today. Two of the team members weren’t around because they had been very drunk two days before and they had gone home and were still not well enough to come to school.

Some boys from the team looked at Shen Cheng and Qiao An and asked quietly, "Can the transfer students play?"

Lui Heng whispered, "Shen Cheng said he wasn't good at it."

Zhou Hao saw that they seemed to have been whispering and frowned at Jian Shiwu, "Are you stalling? I'm not going to be lenient this time because I bruised your face."

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Jian Shiwu's eyes widened in some anger.

The previous game was a game in which he and his team members worked hard and put in a lot of hard work. How could it become water in Zhou Hao's mouth?

Jian Shiwu said angrily: "Who wants you to be merciful?"

Zhou Hao looked at the angry rabbit and smiled: "Or do you think you really beat us?"

No.3 school basketball team was in the provincial tournament, and other than that, Zhou Hao had twelve points of confidence in dealing with this group of white chickens with good academic results, and their court had always been about power to win. Last time it should have been an easy win too, but when he saw that little rabbit's eyes somewhat red from injury during the game, he inexplicably could not forget that pitiful expression.

There hadn't really been a deliberate let down, but he hadn't been in his element since that game.

Jian Shiwu was so angry that he clenched his fist and walked up: "Zhou Hao you are too confident ......"



Shen Cheng, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, had his arm pulled halfway, and his face was cold, he looked down at Jian Shiwu softly: "Is this face hurt because of him?"

Jian Shiwu was taken aback for a moment.

The topic changed too quickly, and he really almost failed to keep up with the logic.

Shen Cheng, however, had already let go, and he pulled up the sleeves of his varsity jacket, revealing his strong, powerful little arms, and said to Lui Heng, "What position is missing?"

He subconsciously replied, "Striker, defender."

Shen Cheng said, "I'll take the forward, and Qiao An defend."

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Lui Heng wanted to ask Shen Cheng “Aren't you not good at basketball?” but Zhou Hao on the opposite side obviously didn't give him a chance, instead he smiled disdainfully at Shen Cheng, "Forward? Very confident, you play basketball well?"

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Just try it and you'll see."

Zhou Hao laughed contemptuously. He had no regard for a gentleman like Shen Cheng, and what made him even more angry was that Jian Shiwu didn't look at him properly, but his attitude towards Shen Cheng was obviously different, so it was just as well that today he let Jian Shiwu see what was so good about this kind of white boy.

The basketball game started

Even the teammates were not confident, at full strength they were struggling against Zhou Hao's basketball team, let alone ......

"I'll go!"

Someone blurted out in surprise.

The figure on the basketball court was agile and fast, taking advantage of his opponent's lightness of touch, and in a few turns he dribbled the ball skillfully around his opponent's defense and dunked it directly. The court fell silent as he scored.

The basketball was like a toy in Shen Cheng's hands, he did want cooperate with the ball, but the ball was cooperating with him.

Zhou Hao's face darkened.

His other teammates had also seen how powerful Shen Cheng was, so they naturally put their main focus on Shen Cheng, there was no way, if they lost to a student of unknown origin, where could they put their face?

"Mainly defend him."

"We can't let him score again."

Zhou Hao also put most of his attention on Shen Cheng, when they united to target one person, how strong could Shen Cheng be even if he was strong?

"Class rep, give me the ball!"

Jian Shiwu's voice came from the other end of the court.

Without hesitation, Shen Cheng threw the ball over, as if they had already experienced this kind of cooperation countless times before gaining trust. Jian Shiwu got the ball and immediately threw it again before the opponents came around, "Qiao An!"

The rest of the team were stiff at first, but gradually let go under the influence of the others.

When the ball was passed around and then back to Jian Shiwu again, the outermost part of the court was Shen Cheng who was being watched by several people, from a distance he saw the gaze Shen Cheng was casting at him, without any words he already understood what Shen Cheng meant, if you look at it from a rational point of view, the position of the class representative was too far from the basketball hoop and he should not pass the ball to him, moreover Shen Cheng had said that he was not good at basketball ......

Some people came around again, the ball was thrown out directly by Jian Shiwu without further hesitation: "Shen Cheng, take it!"



The figure unsurprisingly leapt over the crowd to catch the ball, throwing it halfway across the court, the whole basketball court watched with bated breath as the basketball formed a parabola, and finally-

"Clang!"

The basketball slammed straight into the frame and hung free to the ground.

There was a moment of silence on the court, then, not knowing who led the screams, the periphery of the crowd watching the game came to a boil.

The ball game was played until the end of PE class, and slowly, more and more students who had come out of class to play on the playground heard that there was a ball game between the two schools, and people gathered inside and out, and the feverish scene made the students, who had been pressured by No.3 school all year round, inexplicably want to shout.

"Bravo!"

"Which class is that?"

"A three-pointer!!!"

The team from the other school felt their hearts already burning in a flurry of shouts; their school had a very brutal playing custom, and it was common to squeeze and bump people on the court.

When Lui Heng dribbled the ball, the man who grabbed it even gave him a secret push, he stumbled and the ball was taken away from him, Lui Heng exclaimed, "You guys ......"

There was no referee here and the people outside couldn't really see it.

No.3 middle school started their rogue play, crossing over to Jian Shiwu who also rushed over to grab the ball, he was very nimble also caught the trajectory of Third Form's movement, although he was not the best within the whole team, he was the one who could grab the ball the most, many times the ball the other team grabbed from Lui Heng and the others would be grabbed by Jian Shiwu.

This made No.3 school realise that he was also a priority for them to eliminate.

On the court, Jian Shiwu had just gotten out of the way of a couple of men holding him hostage when a ball came in the air, a ball that was thrown by the third centre and smashed straight at him, so fast that it was almost hard to react, and Jian Shiwu subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for the pain to come.

"Bang!"

Someone pulled him into his arms and the ball hit Shen Cheng solidly.

Jian Shiwu looked at him with some surprise, "Shen Cheng?"

The others also gathered around. But they couldn't say anything, a pass was just a pass and the hit could be explained as an accident.

No.3 school, on the other hand, took advantage with a goal, and were in a state of jubilation, and after celebrating they had to come over with false emotions, "Sorry, I didn't know you guys would run there, is everything alright?"

Shen Cheng took off his school jacket and wore only the white shirt inside, a thin layer of sweat rarely appeared on his cool face, he didn't get annoyed when he met their smug smiles, he just said indifferently, "It's fine."

The people from the other school were noncommittal.

"After all, it is also considered to have scored a goal, if you want to be happy then just take advantage of this time to smile more, because ......" Shen Cheng will pick up the ball on the ground, put away the usual lazy, he half dozed eyes: "This is the last goal. "