Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang are confrontational, and neither of them will give in to the other.
When one grabs the ball, the other is bound to grab it; when one is about to make a layup, the other jumps up and flies.
Sometimes in order to prevent the opponent from grabbing the ball, they simply throw it to Jiang Fuyue.
And Jiang Fuyue took the ball to make a fixed shot, and the two just watched eagerly, not blocking, not blocking, not covering, just letting the water go.
If you enter, you will applaud foolishly.
"?" I was confused.
Finally, when they made five consecutive three-pointers effortlessly and the two clapped their hands frantically, Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched, she picked up her jacket, turned around and left: "I'm not playing anymore."
Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang looked at each other with cruel eyes: It's all your fault!
Then pull up to catch up—
Yi Ci: "Come on, didn't you have a good time?"
Zhong Ziang nodded.
Now the two are on the same side.
Jiang Fuyue said indifferently: "It's you guys who played well, not me. Go on, I won't be a light bulb anymore, I'll make room for you two."
"Who plays well with him?!"
"Ghosts play well with him!"
The two spoke at the same time and confronted each other coldly.
Jiang Fuyue: Well, I checked the eyes, they are a pair of lovers who have a tacit understanding.
Finally she left.
Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang stood where they were, watching the girl leave until she disappeared completely, and they punched at the same time—
"Fuck! The young master must deal with you today!"
Yi Ci sneered: "It's not certain who cleans up!"
As the sun sets, two handsome teenagers come and go, from a fist fight to a basketball fight, and finally fall to the ground at the same time, out of breath—
"Hugh, take a break, I'm exhausted."
"If you have the ability, don't stop... Continue, continue... Who is afraid of whom..."
Yi Ci's mouth twitched: "You're worse than me, you can't even speak clearly?"
"Fart—I speak clearly and clearly!"
"Zhong Ziang, if you keep beeping, believe it or not—"
"What are you doing?!" The proud chin was raised instantly, and Zhong Peacock Benqin went online.
Yi Ci gritted his teeth: "How dare I hate you!"
In a blink of an eye, the two pinched together again.
I don't know how long it took, the sun had completely set and the sky was getting darker, and the battle was terminated.
Yi Ci grabbed his coat, put on his schoolbag, and walked away with a basketball in his hand.
Zhong Ziang was exhausted and paralyzed on the ground, covered in sweat and panting like a cow, but his mouth still refused to admit defeat: "Stop, stop...it's not over yet..."
It's a pity that the exit is full of breath, which is too weak.
Yi Ci left without looking back.
"Damn—" Zhong Ziang became depressed.
But Yi Ci dragged his limp legs out of the school gate, the sweat on his body was still wet, the heat was overflowing, and his heart was still beating.
A black Mercedes-Benz slid to a stop in front of him, and the rear window was lowered, revealing Yi Hansheng's face watching the show.
"Brat, are you fighting with someone again?" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was not serious.
"..."
"Did you win?"
"..."
Yi Ci didn't bother to pay attention to him, opened the car door and sat in, "Hey, old man, move inside."
"Call again? Believe it or not, I told you to go back?" Yi Hansheng's face turned black.
It's not just women who care about age, men do too.
Yi Ci didn't stroke the tiger's whiskers anymore.
Only then did Yi Hansheng move inside, leaving a seat for him.
Then tell the driver: "Drive."
"Wait..." Yi Ci unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took two sips, suddenly remembered something, and called to stop the driver, "Old Huang, go around the back gate of the school."
Yi Hansheng: "What are you doing?"
"I'm hungry, I'm going to buy a pancake."
"Eating is everywhere, why bother?"
"I want to eat that one!"
"All right, all right," Yi Hansheng said with a look of reluctance, "Old Huang, open the back door."
Driver: "Okay, sir."
Only then was Yi Ci satisfied, and the corners of his eyes and brows unconsciously showed joy.
"It seems that this fight has been won." Yi Hansheng said coldly, "If you can't win in the study, you will be the first in the fight. You are really good at it!"
"Thank you for the compliment, you have contributed the most."
Yi Hansheng: "?" What does it matter to me
Yi Ci: "Thank you for making me so good at beating. How do you say that? The son of a mouse can make holes, so you don't have to be too proud."
"?" My mother? Proud of your uncle!
Soon, the Mercedes-Benz passed through the back gate of the school, drove in from the street, and kept going in.
Lao Huang asked: "Is this the house?"
Yi Ci glanced out the window: "About two hundred meters further."
"oh oh."
After a while, "Master, Jiangji pancakes, right?"
"Well, you stop here and wait for me for a while. There are a lot of people, so there is probably a queue."
"good."
Yi Ci pushed the door open and got out of the car, trotting towards the opposite side, swallowing while running.
Yi Hansheng muttered: "Are you so greedy?"
While waiting, he began to look around. Speaking of which, he didn’t go to school many times to pick up Yi Ci after school. Today was because the meeting just finished. Will take this trip myself.
He couldn't help but reflect, did he spend too little time with his son
Well, pay more attention to this issue in the future.
He looked towards the opposite shop, the brat was actually queuing up obediently, he was quite cute when he was not showing his teeth and claws...
Suddenly, the man's eyes froze and his smile froze on his lips.
He looked at the signboard of the shop in shock, with the words "Jiangji Pancake" written on it...
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Three watches, two thousand words.
Let's have a quiz~
Why is Master Yi shocked
A. The name Jiang Ji seems familiar; B. The person who sells pancakes may be an acquaintance; C. The taste of pancakes is very familiar; D. Attracted by the words on the signboard
It’s time to test logical reasoning again~Answer in the comment area~