Chapter 129 Fingers intertwined
"During the sports meet, all the contestants will gather here at the gymnasium to sign in."

The physical education teacher stood at the gate of the gymnasium and introduced the first-year members of the student union and the physical education committee members of each class.

"At that time, the class sports committee will be responsible for notifying the players to participate in the competition, and you will be here to be responsible for the players' sign-in and lining up for the competition."

"Let's simply simulate the process here."

Li Luo stood aside and watched the physical education teacher demonstrate. Then he turned to look at Zhao Rongjun from Class 3 and asked curiously, "I remember you are not the physical education committee member, right? Why are you here?"

"The male sports committee member of our class sprained his ankle during long jump practice these two days." Zhao Rongjun pointed at Luo Jiajia next to him with a helpless look on his face. "My deskmate is the female sports committee member. The other one couldn't come, so they asked me to come and listen to the procedure."

"…Is there any necessary connection between them?" Li Luo thought for a moment and asked, "Why don't they just come over and listen and then go back and tell the sports committee member?"

"That's true." Zhao Rongjun nodded, secretly glanced at Luo Jiajia over there, and then hesitated to speak, "So..."

"So what?"

"Don't laugh at me when I'm done."

"Promise not to laugh."

"You can't tell anyone else."

"Promise not to tell."

"So..." Zhao Rongjun hesitated for a long time, then leaned close to Li Luo's ear and whispered, "Do you think Luo Jiajia is interested in me?"

"puff……"

"You... you promised not to laugh!"

"No, I held it in." Li Luo just chuckled, then immediately restrained his expression, trying to remain serious and tense.

But it still looks a bit overwhelmed.

Because he suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Zhao Rongjun was admitted to the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School, while he was sent to the No. 13 Middle School after his parents paid the school selection fee.

Because it was only the first semester of high school, the two had a good relationship and would make an appointment to play basketball during the winter break.

At that time, Zhao Rongjun shared with him his first failed crush.

Later it became a psychological shadow for this guy.

So after entering university, Zhao Rongjun didn't dare to fall in love until he was almost 30 years old, when he got married through a blind date.

Of course, it was just a small matter. The girl simply didn't mean it that way and it made Zhao Rongjun very embarrassed.

"Go on." Li Luo pretended to know nothing and urged Zhao Rongjun to analyze the situation with him.

After all, he was not in the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School in his previous life and did not have access to first-hand information, so it was difficult for him to judge whether Zhao Rongjun had exaggerated the story during the winter vacation.

This time, I was able to closely observe the tender moments when Comrade Xiao Zhao's emotions began to bud.

"I don't know if what I feel is right." Zhao Rongjun scratched his head and whispered, "It's just that... the way she treats me is completely different from the way other girls treat me."

"Luo Jiajia always speaks to me cheerfully, and she is not as polite as other girls when speaking to me."

"For example, if she wanted to go to the bathroom, other girls might just poke my shoulder and say something, but Luo Jiajia would just slap me or touch my face."

"So you're saying she is..."

"Like you?" Li Luo helped him add the second half of the sentence.

When Zhao Rongjun heard these three words, he immediately became shy and a little embarrassed: "You can't say it so directly, at most you have a little affection for me, right?"

Looking at Zhao Rongjun's posture, Li Luole almost couldn't help laughing until his shoulders trembled, but fortunately he managed to hold it back.

"Is it possible that Luo Jiajia is just like that by nature? If someone else were her deskmate, she would be like that too?"

"But there are other things." Zhao Rongjun tried to prove it. "Before, she bought snacks and gave them to me. She also bought me drinks during military training. When we went out to play on weekends, she would ask me if I wanted to go."

"Did you guys go out to play on the weekend?" Li Luo's eyes lit up and he thought to himself, you never said that in your previous life.

But Zhao Rongjun shook his head: "I didn't dare to go."

Li Luo: “…”

"So what do you think now?"

"I don't have any idea." Zhao Rongjun said shyly, "I'm just worried that I'm overthinking it."

"I really thought too much."

After all, according to what he knew, in his previous life, Zhao Rongjun was infected by Luo Jiajia's enthusiasm for a semester.

In the end, I couldn't hold it back and confessed my feelings after the final exam.

But Luo Jiajia was quite embarrassed because she already had a boyfriend, but they were not in the same school. The key point was that her boyfriend happened to come to pick her up at this moment.

As soon as Zhao Rongjun was rejected, he saw Luo Jiajia walking away hand in hand with someone, and his heart suddenly suffered a thousand points of critical damage.

As for Luo Jiajia's usual fighting and playing with boys, it's simply her personality. Her family raised her as a boy when she was a child, so she tends to have no sense of propriety when dealing with boys.

This gave Comrade Xiao Zhao the illusion that "she likes me".

"Li Luo, there should be a lot of girls who like you now." Zhao Rongjun came over and asked quietly, "Don't you think that girls who like you are like Luo Jiajia?"

"No." Li Luo shook his head. "Every girl's behavior when she likes someone is different. We can't generalize."

"If someone like Luo Jiajia really likes a boy, she will deliberately avoid any physical contact with him." "Because of her cheerful and enthusiastic personality, she doesn't treat ordinary boys as the opposite sex, so she doesn't care."

"When she really likes a boy, she will really treat him as a member of the opposite sex and will pay special attention to some physical contact."

Zhao Rongjun was stunned by Li Luo's analysis, and then hesitantly said, "So I'm overthinking?"

"That's not the way to say it." Li Luo consoled her, and then suggested, "Why don't you ask her first if she has a boyfriend?"

"How is it possible?"

"It's free to ask." Li Luo rolled his eyes at him.

"Then I'll find a chance to ask."

"That's right." Li Luo hugged Zhao Rongjun's neck and said with a smile, "But I really didn't expect that Zhao Rongjun, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also want to fall in love? Don't you usually dare not even talk to girls?"

"Luo Jiajia is different." Zhao Rongjun said depressedly, "I feel like I won't be nervous when talking to her."

"This shows that you two have really become brothers." Li Luo said speechlessly.

"What are you talking about?"

After the physical education teacher demonstrated the sign-in process, he dismissed the class. Yan Zhusheng came over and saw Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun whispering about something, and asked curiously.

"Nothing, nothing." Zhao Rongjun smiled awkwardly, shook off Li Luo, waved his hand and said, "Then I'll leave first."

So Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and looked at Li Luo.

"Girls should stop asking about boys' affairs." As a good brother, Li Luo naturally couldn't stab Zhao Rongjun in the back. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

After the brief episode, Li Luo originally wanted to go back to the classroom with Yan Zhusheng.

But Ying Chanxi came over and called Li Luo, holding a camera in his hand: "Anyway, the lunch break is half over, and I won't get much sleep if I go back now. Please accompany me to shoot some materials for the MV."

"Where to shoot?"

"On the playground."

"Hasn't that been filmed several times?"

"This time is different!" Ying Chanxi pointed at the clouds in the sky today, "Look at that cloud, doesn't it look like a heart? It's perfect for framing."

Li Luo looked up and could barely make out a heart shape on the cloud. It can only be said that girls have a very rich imagination.

"Then you go back first." Li Luo said to Yan Zhusheng, "I'll stay with her for a while."

"Oh, can't I watch?" Yan Zhusheng asked.

Li Luo blinked and turned to look at Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi held the camera and subconsciously avoided Yan Zhusheng's gaze for a moment, but then smiled and said, "If Zhusheng is interested, you can come and have a look, but it's not fun to shoot, I'm afraid you'll be bored."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng obviously sensed something, so he nodded, "Then I'd better go back to sleep."

"Yeah, bye then."

After seeing Yan Zhusheng off, Ying Chanxi took Li Luo to the playground.

There were not many people on the playground at noon.

It was November and it was not as hot as the previous two months. After being pushed onto the lawn by Ying Chanxi, Li Luo felt quite comfortable in the breeze.

Ying Chanxi took the camera in his hand, found a good angle, and started taking pictures of Li Luo.

She would come forward from time to time to give personal guidance, allowing Li Luo to pose according to her ideas.

"You are a pursuer in your song, please show more longing in your expression, and don't act like you are determined to win!"

Ying Chanxi squatted beside Li Luo, pinched his face, and said unhappily: "Your expression is too arrogant."

"Where's the arrogance?" Li Luo said innocently, "I'm not a professional actor. Your requirements are too high."

"Then imagine this." Ying Chanxi said, "Now you are the male lead and I am the female lead. You want to pursue me, but I always refuse. How would you feel?"

"If you don't agree, forget it. I'll find someone else?"

"Are you looking for death?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes and pinched his waist with gritted teeth.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Li Luo quickly held Ying Chanxi's hand and moved her little hand away. "I know, I know. I should try harder, bring you milk tea, write you love letters, watch the light of your classroom on the playground, and then fantasize about holding your hand and sending you home after class."

"You really understand." Ying Chanxi's mouth curled up, and he was very satisfied. Then he pretended to accidentally stretch out his hand and interlocked his fingers with Li Luo's. "Just like this, if you can't imagine it, just feel it in reality. Do you understand?"

"...I understand." Feeling the softness of his palm, although it was only for a few seconds and Ying Chanxi retracted his hand, Li Luo still had some aftertaste.

"Yes, that's the expression." Ying Chanxi looked at Li Luo's thoughtful expression and said quickly, "You're very insightful. Just shoot it like this."

"They are all well taught by Yingdao."

"Huh, glib."

Ying Chanxi stood up again, with the corners of his mouth raised high, holding the camera, and walked briskly to the original position. After trying hard to restrain his expression, he turned around and pointed the camera at Li Luo.

"Three, two, one, let's begin."

(End of this chapter)