Earlier, the basketball had flown out of bounds, drawing the attention of students on the School Field. The Basketball Court had always been an eye-catching place.
Especially since Zhao Xiaofeng's fall had been rather strange. He had jumped straight up, yet when he came down, he had somehow sprawled sideways onto the ground.
It was especially comical.
Looking at Zhao Xiaofeng lying facedown on the cement floor, Qi Tianheng somehow thought of the bullfrogs he used to eat.
Holding back his laughter, he went over and helped Zhao Xiaofeng up. "You okay, bro?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. What could possibly be wrong with me?" Zhao Xiaofeng casually wiped his nose, only to get a hand full of red.
"Damn, Brother Feng, wipe your nose!" Another student hurriedly pulled out some tissues.
Chen Siyu came over and said to Jiang Ning:
"That was so exciting! Jiang Ning, you were seriously amazing just now! My sister said you were amazing too!"
She pushed her sister, Chen Siqing, toward him as though she were pushing a rag doll.
"It was nothing." Jiang Ning's tone was calm, as if what he had just done was not worth showing off at all.
To Chen Siqing, that breezy, unruffled demeanor made the tips of her ears heat up.
Chen Siyu added, "Did you see that? The guy who threw the ball fell to the ground. That looked so painful!"
"That was karma," Chen Siqing said.
Chen Siqing had no fondness whatsoever for people who threw balls at others. If she put herself in their shoes, she would not be happy at all if she were simply walking along and got hit by a ball.
Chen Siqing remembered that back in middle school, some boys had been playing soccer on their School Field while a girl