Back To My Youth

Li Tongzhou on the side didn't say a word, still looking at him.

Where Guo Jingyu dared to agree under his sight, he immediately shook his head and said, No, I know where it is, I will do it myself.

Fan Jiali didn't ask, she nodded and said, Alright, see you in the studio tomorrow.

The girl said, waving her hands and leaving.

Li Tongzhou looked at Guo Jingyu, and after a while he said, I'm going back.

Guo Jingyu is also quite innocent. Although he has lived in this community for a few years, everyone goes back to their own homes. His mother knew Grandma Fan because the old lady helped to collect electricity bills voluntarily. How do you know that the child of Grandma Fan's family is Fan Jiali?

He went home and took a private tutoring class for a while, thinking about this in his heart, and the learning effect was quite average.

After the tutor left, he went over and asked, Mom, do the children from Grandma Fan's house next door also live here? Why haven't I seen them before?

Guo's mother thought for a while, and said, I don't live in this community. Grandma Fan lives here alone. I met her once or twice on weekends, and she came with her parents. That little girl is about the same age as you. Studying in the south of the city.

Guo Jingyu said, Why didn't you tell me anything.

Guo's mother said: You have nothing to ask about the little girl?

...I was just asking, I just met you downstairs.

Tell you, don't even think about it, study hard, do you hear?

Guo Jingyu said confidently, Don't worry, I'm not talking about girlfriends!

Guo's mother was relieved a lot, and said to him again: That little girl doesn't come often. Maybe Grandma Fan has rheumatism recently. Isn't it cold? Come and have a look. But I heard Grandma Fan last time that she wants to After transferring to another school, I went to No. 6 Middle School to specialize in fine arts, and I found a teacher there to take her with me, but it wasn’t easy, I have been studying painting for many years, so I want to get into a better university.”

Guo Jingyu inquired about some news, compared it with the later, and pondered to find some clues.

If he remembered correctly, Fan Jiali should have gone directly to No. 6 Middle School to paint after being divided into classes. She didn't know what happened this time, so she continued to stay in Chengnan No. 1 Middle School. However, this has nothing to do with him, and there is no obstacle to having such a small neighbor. His goal at the beginning was Li Tongzhou, and no one paid attention to it.

He doesn't care about people, but some people stare at him.

Li Tongzhou made two trips to the studio to deliver him a notebook and a set of gouache paints. He didn't know where to find them, but a box full of shades.

The studio was relatively free. Guo Jingyu beckoned him to come over and whispered, Where did you buy it?

Li Tongzhou lowered his head and set it up for him, I took two classes off in the morning and went out to buy it. Tell me what you need, and I'll buy it for you.

Guo Jingyu couldn't hide his smile, You made a special trip for me?

Um.

Li Tongzhou arranged it for him, then stood up to look at the still life in front of him, his eyes turned around from the still life and those classmates, and asked, Can you see it here?

Guo Jingyu smiled and said, Why are you like Song Zhuoran, he said that when he came yesterday...

Li Tongzhou looked down at him and said softly, Song Zhuoran.

...

Guo Jingyu coughed, I can explain this, he is from the student union, and came to change the classroom.

Li Tongzhou looked at him for a while, and looked a little unhappy, I'm going back to class.

Even so, he stood there and didn't move.

Guo Jingyu stood up and said, I'll take you back.

Li Tongzhou walked with him all the way, and only sent him downstairs, as if he just made sure that he cared about him, didn't let Guo Jingyu come out again, waved his hand and left.

It was rare for Guo Jingyu to see that he had such a little thought, and looking at Li Tongzhou's back was bubbling with beauty.

In the school basketball game at the end of the month, Chengnan and No.

No. 4 Middle School is a tough one. The two school teams are top-notch teams in the city. This time, they have to fight to the death. Not only basketball, No. 4 Middle School also competes with Chengnan in other competitions. They are each other's competitors. There is absolutely nothing polite to say.

Guo Jingyu was sweating from exhaustion, panting while leaning on his knees, his eyes still fixed on the ball, the sweat on his forehead fell, and he didn't even have time to wipe it, so he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

He remembered the competition with No. 4 Middle School at the beginning, because he was away from studying, He Xiangyang and the others lost miserably, and they cried to him before they could do anything.

Now that he is here, he must not lose.

Li Tongzhou played with him. The two of them cooperated tacitly. In addition, Li Tongzhou was a rookie. People in No. 4 Middle School were unfamiliar with him, so he was caught off guard.

The people in No. 4 Middle School were also dumbfounded. They couldn't see the routine of this new guy from Chengnan. Li Tongzhou didn't look like a faker. Human!

With a shock, Guo Jingyu turned around and took off and threw the ball to his teammates. Almost as soon as the ball drew an arc, Li Tongzhou was in place. With a pull back, the ball was taken back into his hand, and his right foot also retracted to the three-point line. Outside, jump straight up and throw the ball out!

Many people in the audience stared with bated breath, and even the coach who was watching the game not far away subconsciously chased the orange-red basketball. Li Tongzhou felt good about throwing it. He had a hunch that the ball could be scored...