I've Liked Your Boyfriend for a Long Time [MTL] (Completed)

Extra - 1

High school extra, be careful.

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The summer is scorching, the cicadas are chirping loudly, the fan is buzzing overhead, and the falling wind carries a sense of heat.

The sharp end bell broke the stuffy atmosphere, and the moment the teacher left, the classroom finally had some vitality.

Yan Zhun closed his textbook, took out his phone from the drawer, and replied to Lin Xuhuan's message. As soon as he typed two words, he turned around at the front desk and continued to discuss with him the topic of the previous break.

"If you don't come to this competition, there will be a class competition when we enter the third year of high school. You can think about it carefully." The front desk said.

Yan Zhun looked down at the message, the weather was too hot, his tone was lazy: "I can't call."

"Don't." The front desk said, "There are not many good players in our class. How about it, if you win the game the day after tomorrow, I will provide you with breakfast for half a month!"

The breakfast cost is not much, but the school cafeteria in summer is too much toss, only those young classmates who fall in love with each other are willing to sweat for each other.

Yan Zhun threw the phone back into the drawer, put his right hand on the table, and explained lightly: "Hand injury, I really can't play."

He was hit on the wrist two days ago, it was not serious, but he still felt sore when he moved it.

"...All right." The front desk said helplessly, "Then let's find another one."

Yan Zhun gave a low "hmm" and threw all the textbooks into the drawer and lay down to sleep.

This kind of weather is destined to close your eyes and rest your mind. The two people at the front table are discussing constantly, and the content is passed on word for word.

"Which class do we play against in the first match?"

"Class three."

"Damn, the third class is very good at basketball, there is one in their class called... Luo or something."

"Luo Qingshan, that crew cut."

"It's him. I heard that he fought with the boys in our next class when he was a freshman in high school. He can't play dirty, right?"

"No, I've played against him and played very aggressively. Anyway, I dare not guard against him."

Speaking of this, the boy's voice paused for two seconds, and then he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "But I know something."

"What's up?"

"He seems gay."

"..."

"There is a boy in their class. The boy represented the school in a painting competition and won a prize. He was praised by the principal for a long time when the flag was raised. His name is Pei Ran."

"...It's disgusting, it's really fake."

"Really! I've seen them hold hands. Last Wednesday on the second floor of the school library, they held hands for a while... It's okay, I didn't actually feel sick when I saw it."