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Chapter 56: Night Injury: You Are Not Qualified to Play Basketball

‘Huchihuchi…’ I ran, I ran, I kept running…

'Huhu...' No way! I simply fell down on the lawn, panting heavily, spreading my limbs in a large shape and staring blankly at the clean blue sky. A few birds sang happily on the branches and occasionally flew by.

The cool autumn breeze is so comfortable!

The nickname "Angel-like Devil" is really not mine. I just wanted to celebrate my success in passing the audition. I allowed myself to accidentally put my head on the table in class, and was accidentally confused by the sleepy person. Then I accidentally said something.

I was talking in my sleep, and then I accidentally said "Harry Road, the Japs committed suicide!"? Who knew that everyone would laugh in tacit understanding so accidentally! Did I do something wrong? Really!

Teacher Yan Jia actually made me run ten laps on the playground, which is terrible! The quiet playground, warm sunshine, cool autumn wind, natural birds... What a pleasant scenery... It's perfect for sleeping! I fell asleep again.

'Bang bang bang bang -' I don't know how long I slept, but a rhythmic sound of hitting the ball disturbed my sweet dream. When I opened my eyes, the sun was already hanging on the mountainside, dyeing a large area of ​​the sky red. I rubbed my eyes.

, it seems that school is over! What? Do you have to walk back again? Wow, God! Why didn’t you wake me up!

‘Bang, bang, bang, bang--’ The sound of hitting the ball continues to sound rhythmically. Why didn’t some bastard come to shoot the ball earlier? Humph…

Looking along the sound, I saw a white figure in the corner of the court, vigorously controlling the brown ball in his hand. The ball in the boy's hand was like an obedient child, taking two steps forward at one time and two steps back at the same time. It was very interesting.

Rhythmically leave the ground and return to the ground

‘Bang…’ The white figure threw the ball in his hand handsomely, a shot from outside the line, the ball accurately hit the empty blue, a guy who is very strong in three-pointers

"Hi, brother." I quickly ran to Bai Ying's side, picked up my feet, put my hands on the boy's shoulders, and said hello politely to such a strong basketball master. How could I miss it?

Although I am only terrible at street basketball, Han Qing, who can do anything, is still very passionate about basketball.

"Yeah" the boy pulled off my impolite paw and uttered a cold syllable from his nasal cavity.

"Lengyu Pavilion?" I looked at this handsome guy in front of me in surprise, wearing a white sportswear that was spotless. He still exuded a cold air, his tone was cold, and his long wine-colored hair blocked his handsome face.

The left tail ring seemed to shine all over his body

"You are not qualified to play basketball!" I shook my head in disappointment.

"Qualification?" Leng Yuge was stunned for a moment and actually didn't hit the ball under his hand. The ball rolled far away as if it was out of control.

"Hey, brother, don't look at me like that, people will be shy." Although that was impossible, why was he staring at her in a daze?

"Why?" Leng Yuge turned around and walked towards the neat row of steps, and gave me a sentence with a strange tone.

"Why do you want to play basketball?" I sat down next to him and replied to him without answering the question.

"I..." Leng Yuge looked at me speechlessly, "Why do you want to fight?"

"did you like it?"

"Like it?" Leng Yuge's closed eyes never opened, and he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.


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