Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang are just facing each other. Neither of them will let the other.

One snatches the ball, the other is bound to snatch it; One is ready to lay up, the other jumps up and flies.

Sometimes, in order not to let the other party grab the ball, they simply throw it directly to Jiang Fuyue.

Jiang Fuyue took the ball and made a fixed pitch. They just looked at it. They didn't stop, block or cover it. They let the water out brightly.

If you enter, you will applaud.

"?" is very crazy.

Finally, when they hit three-point shots effortlessly five times in a row and clapped their hands madly, Jiang Fuyue drooped at the corners of her mouth, picked up her coat and turned around and left: "don't play."

Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang look at each other, and they all have a cruel color in their eyes: it's all your fault!

Then catch up——

Yi CI: "no, didn't you have a good time?"

Zhong Ziang nodded.

Now they are on the same line.

Jiang Fuyue said faintly, "you played well, not me. Go on, I won't be a light bulb. Make room for you two."

"Who played well with him?"

"The devil played well with him!"

The two opened their mouths at the same time and faced off coldly.

Jiang Fuyue: Well, I've confirmed my eyes. They are a pair of Bi people with tacit understanding.

At last she left.

Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang stood in place and watched the girl's back leave until they disappeared completely. They punched at the same time——

"Wipe! Young master, I have to clean you up today!"

Yi CI sneered: "it's not certain who will clean up!"

As the sun sets, two beautiful teenagers come and go, from fist and foot conflict to basketball war, and finally fall to the ground at the same time, panting——

"Take a break. I'm out of strength."

"If you have... If you have the ability, don't rest... Continue... Who is afraid of who..."

Yi CI pulled at the corner of his mouth: "you're worse than me. If you can't speak clearly, your mouth is hard?"

"Fart - I speak clearly and clearly!"

"Zhong Ziang, if you beep again, believe me or not -"

"What's the matter with you?!" the proud chin suddenly lifted and the bell peacock went online.

Yi CI gritted his teeth: "I'm so Neng you!"

In the twinkling of an eye, they were pinched together again.

I don't know how long it was before the sun had completely set and the sky was getting dark, and the battle was ended.

Yi Zhi pulled up his coat, put on his schoolbag, held a basketball in his hand and walked away.

Zhong Ziang collapsed on the ground, sweating and panting, but his mouth still refused to admit defeat: "stand, stop... It's not over yet..."

Unfortunately, the exit is full of Qi sound, which is so weak that it is a horse.

Yi quit without looking back.

"Shit -" Zhong Ziang was depressed.

But he said that Yi CI dragged his soft legs out of the school gate, his sweat was not dry, his heat was overflowing, and his heart was not flat.

A black Mercedes Benz skidded in front of him, and the rear window fell down, revealing Yi Hansheng's face of watching a good play.

"Smelly boy, have you been fighting with someone again?" he smiled at the corners of his mouth.

“……”

"Did you win?"

“……”

Yi Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, opened the door and sat in, "Hey, old man, move in."

"Try again? Believe it or not, I'll let you go back?" Yi Hansheng's face blackened.

Not only women care about age, but also men.

Yi CI didn't touch the tiger's beard again.

Yi Hansheng moved inside and reserved a seat for him.

Then he told the driver, "drive."

"Wait..." Yi CI unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and took two swigs. Suddenly he remembered something and called the driver, "Lao Huang, go around the back door of the school."

Yi Hansheng: "what do you do?"

"I'm hungry. Go and buy a pancake."

"Food is everywhere. Why bother?"

"I just want that one!"

"OK, OK," said Yi Hansheng, as if he had nothing to do with him, "Lao Huang, open the back door."

Driver: "yes, sir."

Yi Ci was satisfied, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows unconsciously showed a happy color.

"It seems that this one has won." Yi Hansheng said coolly, "you can't win by learning. You'll come first in the fight. You're good at smashing!"

"Thank you for your praise. You are the most credited."

Yi Hansheng: "what's none of my business?"?

Yi CI: "thank you for making me so able to play. What's that saying? Mouse son can play holes. You don't have to be too proud."

"What the fuck? Proud of you!

Soon, Mercedes Benz went through the back door of the school, drove in from the street and kept going in.

Lao Huang asked, "is it this one?"

Yi CI looked out of the window: "about 200 meters further."

"Oh, oh."

For a moment, "young master, Jiangji pancake, right?"

"Well, you stop here and wait for me for a while. There are a lot of people. It's estimated that you have to queue up."

"OK."

Yi CI pushed the door to get off and trotted across the street, swallowing while running.

Yi Hansheng muttered, "are you so greedy?"

In the interval of waiting, he began to look around. He said that he didn't pick up Yi Zhi from school many times. Today, because he just finished the meeting, Lao Huang called and said that Zhong Ziang didn't come out at school time, and Yi Hansheng would go there in person.

He couldn't help but reflect on whether he had too little company with his son?

Well, we should pay more attention to this problem in the future.

He looked at the shop opposite. The smelly boy was cute when he waited in line and didn't show his teeth and claws

Suddenly, the man's eyes stagnated and his smile froze on his lips.

He looked at the shop sign with shock, which said "Jiangji pancake"