I won't chase you a second time

Chapter 22

"From your accent, you shouldn't be from the north, right?" Pang Jiaze asked.

"Well, from the south." Jiang Wensong nodded and looked at the vending machines. Many drinks had already been sold out. Sure enough, there were too many people today.

"Haha, I can tell, so you must be very uncomfortable when you first came to the north?" Pang Jiaze watched him finish the selection, quickly scanned the QR code and paid. "I'll pay."

Jiang Wensong paused when he opened the payment app, "Thank you. It's okay, I was not used to it when I first came here."

"Well, after all, the weather is still quite different..." Pang Jiaze nodded, bent down to pick up the drink that rolled down.

Just as the two took their drinks and wanted to go back, they heard a call from the gate of the venue.

"Xiao Song!"

Wang Haohao, who had just entered the door, opened his eyes wide and shouted unconfidently. Seeing Jiang Wensong turned around, he quickly approached, "Fuck Xiao Song, what you are wearing today...is so different, I almost didn't wear it. recognize……"

In addition to wearing professional dance clothes, her hair is neat and shiny with mousse.The top shirt was almost translucent, and the V-neck revealed Jiang Wensong's beautiful collarbone and tight muscles.

Jiang Wensong was quite embarrassed and smiled, "Are you guys coming to the game too?"

"Ah, yes, Shen Xingwen said last time that you guys have a competition..."

He Mingxu stood aside with his hands in his trouser pockets, and glanced at Pang Jiaze standing next to Jiang Wensong.

Pang Jiaze was also looking at He Mingxu, seeing He Mingxu's gaze, smiled politely and nodded.

He Mingxu pretended not to see it, and looked away with a wooden face.

Some people, without any special reason, can have inexplicable quarrels.

Pang Jiaze didn't seem to mind either. He looked down at the time and reminded Jiang Wensong, "Go ahead."

Jiang Wensong nodded, and waved his hands towards He Mingxu and Wang Haohao, "Then I'll go in first."

"Go in, let's take a look too." Wang Haohao nodded and dragged He Mingxu to the auditorium.

He Mingxu walked a few steps, then turned his head to look at the backs of the two of them.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about while walking, Jiang Wensong smiled until his eyes turned into two little crescents.

And unfortunately, when turning to enter the corridor, someone who didn't know how to be smart rushed out and slammed into He Mingxu's shoulder fiercely.

He Mingxu raised his chin in displeasure, and looked at the boy who was covering his shoulders, "You don't fucking have eyes when you walk?"

That boy was not soft either, he raised his head while rubbing his shoulders, and looked at He Mingxu with an uneasy expression.

"Hey! It's okay! Be careful next time!" Wang Haohao looked between the two of them, seeing that the momentum was wrong, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop them.

"Brother Xu, let's go!" Wang Haohao blocked another boy while holding He Mingxu's arm, "If you don't walk, the competition begins!"

It took Wang Haohao [-]% of his strength to drag He Mingxu farther away.

After avoiding unnecessary conflicts, Wang Haohao breathed a sigh of relief. Brother Xu's violent temper is really like a ticking time bomb.

After entering the field, Wang Haohao looked around and pointed to the field on the inner side, "There, Brother Xu, there is a professional group."

Passing through the crowd, the two finally took their seats in the first row of the auditorium.

He Mingxu hugged his chest, frowned and looked at the contestants on the field, and couldn't help complaining: "Why do these people wear the same clothes? The hairstyles are similar."

"There is still a difference...Look at the girls, the colors of the girls' skirts are different." Wang Haohao also poked his head, searching for Jiang Wensong's figure.

"There! The one next to the silver girl." Wang Haohao pointed.

"En." He Mingxu looked in the direction, saw Jiang Wensong standing upright, finally slowed down his tone, and nodded.

In order to ensure efficiency, the amateur group and the professional group of the competition are held in two venues at the same time. The scale is small, and the competition can be completed in one day.

The auditorium is surrounded by the competition field, and you can watch the competition at close range.

As the game time approached, Jiang Wensong gradually became nervous, and even Chen Taotao was rarely serious.

The staff reported their names at the door, and when they heard their numbers, Chen Taotao stood up abruptly, and because she was too nervous, she couldn't control her strength all of a sudden, so she slapped Jiang Wensong, and said in a vigorous voice, "Let's go!"

Although the two have participated in many large and small competitions, regardless of the size or number of competitions, as long as they stand on the court, tension is still inevitable.

Jiang Wensong took a deep breath and began to dance to the music.

The two danced smoothly as they usually practiced, every twist and turn was just right, full of strength and restraint.

With the music getting faster and faster, the dance steps of the two gradually became faster and faster.

Jiang Wensong stretched his powerful arms, flexibly twisted his waist, and his figure looked tall and sexy.

The two slowly approached the auditorium according to the dance line.

Coincidentally, He Mingxu and Wang Haohao sat next to each other in the first row.

Wang Haohao sat next to him and opened his eyes wide, "Damn it..."

After the interjection that expressed a thousand words, there was no more text for a long time, until the two of them changed positions again, Wang Haohao barely closed his open jaw, "So sexy..."

"Looking at it this way, Xiao Song's chest muscles are still very predictable. He usually looks quite thin..." Wang Haohao looked at Jiang Wensong under the light.

He Mingxu crossed his arms and stared closely at Jiang Wensong who seemed to be a different person.

It felt like a strange, sexy aura exuded from the whole body, but it was also full of fatal attraction.

After the competition between the two, Jiang Wensong finally had the heart to drink a few sips of water, went backstage to put on his coat, and went to the auditorium with Chen Taotao to watch other players.

Jiang Wensong didn't notice that Wang Haohao and He Mingxu were sitting in front until Wang Haohao turned his head and called out.

After a while, two people came from the front row to the back row.

"Xiao Song Xiao Song! Super handsome today!" Wang Haohao patted Jiang Wensong on the shoulder and sat beside him.

When Jiang heard that Song had finished the competition, he felt a lot more relaxed, and humbly said, "Hey, it's okay."

He Mingxu looked dissatisfiedly at Wang Haohao who was squeezed next to Jiang Wensong, so he had to sit next to Wang Haohao.

Chen Taotao quietly watched the match for a while, looked at the dance floor and said, "I saw Lulu."

Jiang Wensong raised his head and also looked at the dance floor.

"Ah, that tall guy just now?" Wang Haohao also saw Pang Jiaze's figure.

He Mingxu turned his head and looked at the dance floor.

The music sounded, and several people also quieted down, happy to concentrate on watching the game.

He Mingxu lost interest after looking at it for a while, and turned to look at Jiang Wensong who was sitting next to him.

Jiang Wensong frowned slightly, watching seriously.

He Mingxu snorted, and looked impatiently at the dance floor again.

At the end of the dance, Jiang Wensong applauded enthusiastically and nodded affirmatively, "Dancing well, I'm sure I can get in."

"Yeah, I think so too." Chen Taotao also nodded.

Wang Haohao applauded along, although in his eyes they danced well.

He Mingxu still folded his arms, with a blank expression on his face, everyone simply focused on the dance floor, and no one paid attention.

The morning game ended smoothly, and the group met again at the gate of the stadium.

Chen Taotao and Guo Xiaolu were inseparable, Jiang Wensong glanced at Pang Jiaze, then at Wang Haohao and He Mingxu, and suggested, "Then why don't we go have lunch together."

Pang Jiaze nodded and expressed no objection.

"Success." Wang Haohao had no objection either.

Jiang Wensong looked at He Mingxu who had been standing behind with arms folded.

He Mingxu was full of displeasure, glanced at Pang Jiaze, and nodded coolly.

"Let's go then."

A group of people sat down on the sofa seats on the second floor, chatting about today's game while eating.

"Lulu and I watched your competition, and you danced really well." Pang Jiaze seemed to praise sincerely.

"Jiang Wensong and I also watched you dance with Lulu! It's all very good! Everyone should be able to enter~" Chen Taotao said with a smile.

Several people chatted about the game for a while, and then talked about their respective universities.

"Let's go to the school together later, I feel that your school is very big." Pang Jiaze sat opposite Jiang Wensong, looked at Jiang Wensong and said.

Chen Taotao and Guo Xiaolu looked at the two of them, turned their heads and started chatting with each other tacitly.

Wang Haohao held the plate and ate hard all the time, and he didn't hear what was going on outside the window. He only felt that the black pepper beef tenderloin served in the teppan rice today was extraordinarily large.

He Mingxu took out a napkin, covered Jiang Wensong's mouth that was about to speak, and wiped it.

"Huh?" Jiang Wensong shrank back subconsciously, reaching out to wipe himself.

He Mingxu pressed firmly, pressed the napkin to Jiang Wensong's lips, and wiped vigorously.

Then after a few seconds, Jiang Wensong's lips turned red even at the corners of his lips.

He Mingxu threw away the napkin, feeling even angrier in his heart, what kind of torn paper is it, it's too rough.

Seeing this, Pang Jiaze, who was sitting across from him, didn't say a word. He took a few mouthfuls of food leisurely and brought the topic back to sports dance.

After all, the two have the same major, and when they talk about majors, they have a lot more common topics.

He Mingxu sat on the side eating, because he couldn't talk to each other, so his appetite dropped a lot.

Wang Haohao, who was working hard to eat, finished a plate of iron plate rice and decided to add another meal. He looked up and saw He Mingxu's noodle bowl, which had barely moved, and asked in shock, "Brother Xu, why don't you eat it?"

He Mingxu glanced at him, finally moved his chopsticks, and took a few mouthfuls.

Wang Haohao looked at it strangely, and left the dining table to buy a second meal.

He Mingxu swallowed the noodles in his mouth, glanced at Jiang Wensong's basically untouched rice bowl, and finally couldn't help but reached out and tapped the table, "Eat."

Jiang Wensong snorted, and obediently took a mouthful of rice.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong's bulging cheeks.

I feel a little better, just a little bit like sesame seeds.

"Our two schools are quite close, we can come out to play together next time." Pang Jiaze looked at Jiang Wensong and said.

Before Jiang Wensong could answer, He Mingxu said, "It's a few streets away, and I have to walk for a while after getting off the subway."

"That's right," Pang Jiaze nodded without retorting, "Then it's okay for me to come and play with everyone, but don't come out to play when the time comes."

Jiang Wensong paused for a moment, then nodded his head to refuse.

He Mingxu twisted his neck, raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Wang Haohao, who just came back with the dinner plate, paused, not understanding why brother Xu suddenly showed such an expression of wanting to fight.