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Perhaps due to the rainy season, it had been raining non-stop for over half a month since the semifinals ended.
Finally, the rain stopped. Teacher Qin announced to everyone: “It’s finals time, so the basketball league is on hold.”
Damn.
On hold… Does that mean it’s postponed to next semester? The only basketball league in high school was now ruined.
But this was a decision by the school leadership, so there was no choice but to reluctantly accept it.
Everyone was unhappy, but Wei Jie, as the team captain, didn’t react.
To quote Zhuang Yi, “He’s obsessed with studying and can’t extricate himself.”
Wei Jie had been making progress.
His mind was active, and he excelled in subjects like math and science through hard work, but subjects like Chinese and English, which relied on memorization, were not his strong suit.
Zhuang Yi was puzzled by Wei Jie almost catching up with him in several quizzes and asked Fang Shucheng, “Did Brother Jie take the wrong medicine?”
Fang Shucheng joked, “If you didn’t spend every day trying to find Xie Jun to hang out with, Wei Jie wouldn’t have caught up with you so quickly.”
Zhuang Yi’s grades were passable, but he had recently slipped a bit in the class rankings.
Zhuang Yi exploded, “Who hangs out with him? He’s the troublemaker!”
Curious, Fang Shucheng asked, “How did he cause trouble?”
Zhuang Yi hesitated, “It’s just… like that, anyway, I was coerced.”
Fang Shucheng sympathized, “If Wei Jie and Xie Jun get along well, and he bullies you, you should find Wei Jie.”
“Forget it, Wei Jie would only be an accomplice.” Zhuang Yi dismissed, “They are two of a kind.”
Fang Shucheng frowned, “It’s Xie Jun who bullies you, not Wei Jie. Why blame others?”
Zhuang Yi showed him his muscles, “I blame whoever I want. What are you going to do about it? If you’re not convinced, let’s compare.”
Fang Shucheng said, “Let’s compare!” and dropped a set of books in front of Zhuang Yi, “Let’s see who finishes first!”
Zhuang Yi: “…”
Zhuang Yi: “Damn it!”
Fang Shucheng snorted.
They glanced at each other with disdain and turned away.
The final exams were approaching, and the atmosphere in the class was tense. Initially calm, Fang Shucheng felt like flipping the table when the PE teacher appeared.
PE exams were also part of the finals.
He could manage the 50 meters, 800 meters, and long jump to pass, but he just couldn’t do pull-ups.
The PE teacher privately warned him that failing PE would prevent him from being an excellent student.
He had never missed being an excellent student since he was little!
Wei Jie offered to practice with him.
Fang Shucheng hung on the horizontal bar for fifteen minutes, saying he really couldn’t do it.
Wei Jie walked over, grabbed his waist before he let go, and lifted him up.
Fang Shucheng’s sore arms got some rest, and he saw the view from above the bar for the first time.
Wei Jie asked, “How’s that? Do you feel accomplished?”
Fang Shucheng’s face twisted, “My waist… can’t take it anymore… hahaha… hahaha…”
Wei Jie realized he was ticklish around his waist.
Wei Jie paused, quickly put him down, saw him laughing uncontrollably with tears in his eyes, and felt sorry for him, but he couldn’t resist teasing him more, holding him against the bar and tickling him for a while.
Fang Shucheng squirmed and tried to escape, but couldn’t avoid his playful hands.
Fang Shucheng could only shout, “I’m getting angry!”
Wei Jie played with him for a while before letting go and asked, “Want to go up again?” pointing to the parallel bars nearby.
Fang Shucheng shook his head, showing Wei Jie his scraped palms and trembling arms.
The trembling was purely a physiological response after hanging for too long, something he couldn’t control.
Wei Jie kissed his hand affectionately, “My poor baby.”
Fang Shucheng took the opportunity to tickle his waist, getting back at him.
Wei Jie spread his arms and stood unmoving, letting Fang Shucheng tickle him, “I’m not ticklish.”
Fang Shucheng weakly collapsed into his arms, “You’re just pretending.”
Wei Jie patted him gently, “Think so?” Then he turned around, bent over, “Come on, climb on, I’ll carry you back.”
Fang Shucheng climbed up skillfully. Wei Jie grabbed his knees and lifted him onto his back. When he was steady on his back, he patted his butt and said before he got angry: “Let’s go, lie still and don’t move.”
Fang Shucheng’s backside was tingling from the patting, but being on Wei Jie’s back, he couldn’t retaliate. After a moment’s thought, he lay on Wei Jie’s shoulder, tickling his collarbone.
Feeling the muscles on his back tense up, Fang Shucheng smiled triumphantly, “You say you’re not ticklish, but I found your weak spot.”
His hand continued downward, lightly brushing Wei Jie’s chest with his fingernails.
Wei Jie breathed heavily, his face hiding his struggle as he finally managed to control his impulses, deadpanning, “What are you touching me for?”
Fang Shucheng: “???”
Fang Shucheng: “I-I wasn’t!!!”
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