Million UP School God Plays Me Every Day [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 60 Hand in Hand

The holidays are over and summer is upon us. The temperature has risen for several days in a row, the sycamore trees have blossomed, and the whole campus is decorated with light purple.

The basketball game that has been prepared for a long time finally kicked off. The school requires that the game be completed within a week. Every dinner time, the small playground and gymnasium are full of people, and the physical education teachers are running between various venues, very busy.

The board with the game schedule and results stands under the sycamore tree, and the paper is gently blown by the wind. There are people around the tree during each class break. It rains at night, and some students dig out the board from the dormitory and put it on the eaves of the cafeteria. Down.

Xie Lan walked on any road in the school, and the chatter around him was almost all basketball games or some outstanding players. He is in charge of filming the documentary of the basketball game of Class 4. He wears a heavy SLR every day these days, and the tripod is propped up in the classroom aisle. Hu Xiujie can only turn a blind eye.

Filming football games is a lighthearted job, but he was a bit annoying.

--Why are there so many people calling Dou Sheng around the playground. Not only torturing his ears, but also distracting him repeatedly from behind the camera.

In the camera, Dou Sheng is wearing a pure white ball uniform, running and jumping lazily on the playground. In the last game when he was playing Class 12, he accidentally fell and almost knocked his forehead on the base of the basketball hoop. This time, he wore a black forehead protector, which was wrapped around his forehead, so that those fluffy hairs would be more beautiful in the sun. Vigorous, a gust of wind blows, those hairs blow back, Dou Sheng jumps up for a layup, the basketball draws an arc in the air, falls into the net, and stirs up an orange vortex.

"Dou Sheng!! Dou Sheng!!"

"MVP!!"

"I love you!!!"

"Chen Jixian from Class 12 likes you!!"

Xie Lan spun the camera's wrist, and the original shot of Yu Fei retreating to defend suddenly ran into the group of twelve people, focusing on a girl.

He stared blankly at the face of the somewhat familiar girl in the camera.

It's unbelievable, this person left him a message a month ago - "If you want to find someone from this school, you can contact me, I am Chen Jixian from class 12."

The speed at which this goal was switched shocked Xie Lan for a whole year.

During the intermission, music started to play on the campus radio. It was an adapted version of "On the Top of the Red Flame", which was recently bloodbathed on major platforms. This song has also dominated the evening radio for several days. Dou Sheng would hum a few times before going on stage every day , If you hear it in the middle of the game, you will whistle twice while running.

After the players left the field, some spectators rushed to the small shop, leaving a large space in the field. Liu Yixuan led the girls from Class 4 to line up. They were wearing lavender simple Hanfu, standing under the plane tree, and called the players from Class 4 to come and take a group photo.

Xie Lan casually picked up the tripod and moved to the other side of the field to find an angle. He took out a pen from his pocket, compared a few lines on the screen, and moved the camera a little closer.

Che Ziming was beside him and said, "The pen is not bad."

Xie Lan focused on the camera and replied softly, "A business."