"Ouyang Ye!"
A girl from Class A 1's spectator stand quickly ran down.
The referee blew his whistle. "The first half is over!"
Qi Ye ran up and frowned when he saw Ouyang Ye being beaten up. "Your class actually hit someone!"
The instructor from Class A 2 walked up and hurriedly explained, "Instructor Ye, it's our class' Liu Hu's fault. Liu Hu is not allowed to play in the second half!"
The referee nodded. "Send him to the infirmary."
Ai Zhiqi quickly helped Ouyang Ye up. Seeing that his eyes were black and blue, she was so angry that she almost went to beat Liu Hu up.
She took out a wet towel to wipe him, and her hands trembled with anger. "He's too much!"
Ouyang Ye patted her head. "It's fine. It's just that my head is a little dizzy..."
Ai Zhiqi poked his head and rolled her eyes at him. "You're still fine?! What do you mean you're fine?! You're already stupid enough. If you get beaten up again, you'll be even more stupid!"
Ouyang Ye immediately shut up. He couldn't afford to offend her. "..."
Ai Zhiqi held back the anger in her heart and turned to look at the person who had hit him. "Liu Hu, right?!"
Liu Hu was stunned. What was this little beauty doing?
Ai Zhiqi sneered. "Shouldn't you apologize for hitting someone?!"
Liu Hu glanced at Ouyang Ye. It looked really serious. He chuckled. "I didn't hit anyone. This is a little girl on the court. You don't understand."
Ai Zhiqi laughed angrily. "I don't understand? I'm the president of our middle school basketball club! If you say I don't understand, then your actions back then were intentional."
Liu Hu continued to quibble. "I didn't hit anyone anyway. It was just an accident."
Suddenly, Ling Jue, who had been silent the whole time, sat on the chair and added, "That's right. He really didn't hit anyone."
Ouyang Ye covered his aching eyes and glanced at Ling Jue, who was sitting on the chair. A bitter smile appeared on his face.
Ling Jue stood up and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She smiled. "Instructor, this student's actions were indeed an accident on the field. I think it's too heavy for him to be punished."
Qi Ye looked at his smile and swallowed his saliva. He did not say a word.
Ai Zhiqi was furious when she heard Ling Jue's words. "Why didn't he hit him?! Are you guys blind? Can't you see that Ouyang Ye's eyes are already blue and purple! How could he hit his eyes with a ball?!"
The referee did not speak, and neither did the instructor of Class A 2. It was even better if he was right, so that the higher-ups would not blame him for teaching a bad student.
Lu Yilie looked at Ling Jue and realized that he was looking at Liu Hu with a faint smile. He suddenly fell silent. What was Ling Jue trying to do?
The referee looked at the crowd. "Alright, let's take a break and wait for the second half to begin."
Ai Zhiqi helped Ouyang Ye sit on the stool and wiped his face with a disinfectant wet towel. She slapped his back angrily. "Why are you so stupid! Why did you rush up?"
Ouyang Ye smiled foolishly and patted her head. "Don't be angry. I'm fine."
Ai Zhiqi looked at his dark circles and her eyes reddened with heartache. She glared at him. "You're so ugly!"
Ouyang Ye looked at her dotingly and coaxed her. "Don't be angry. It's fine."
Lu Yilie gulped. "No wonder I said that you're so good to the girls in our class. So, Ai Zhiqi is your girlfriend."
Ai Zhiqi was ranked 17th while Ouyang Ye was ranked 16th. These two... f*ck, childhood sweethearts!
Ling Jue's eyes flashed and the corners of her mouth curled up. Ouyang Ye was quite interesting, so... Her gaze swept across Liu Hu. Seeing that this kid had treated her to a bottle of pure water, she decided to avenge him...