Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 662
Yan Mumu doesn't understand basketball, and rarely knows how to watch basketball.

She got all the knowledge about basketball from Xie Zhi.

With a whistle.

The field instantly ran up to each other.

The friction sound of the soles and the ground is endless.

Watching the ball changing back and forth in their hands, Yan Mumu was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't breathe out for a long time.

"Nice, No. 1 of the South University team made a beautiful pass behind the back, and No. 4 made a long shot for 3 points!"

Yan Mumu couldn't understand these technical terms, so he knew that Xie Zhi would be happy if he won!
"Ball back!"

"Hit the ground pass!"

"Chest pass!"

As the commentator uttered a lot of basketball terms, Nanqing University won the first game.

The cheerleaders are about to hit the field right away.

The rule is, whichever team wins, the cheerleading team of that team will dance on the field.

When the cheerleaders went up to the stage in a neat formation, the basketball team was going down. The moment they passed by, Yan Mumu's finger was hooked by Xie Zhi, and his little finger was gently rubbed by him for two seconds. Xie Zhi's muffled laughter came faintly: "It's so beautiful..."

In just two seconds, Yan Mumu's little heart started beating.

"Tsk, this Xie Zhi really knows it. If he hadn't grown up with him, I really don't believe that this is his first time dating."

After Gu Yan said this, he glanced at Song Zhi who had stepped down.

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that there was something dark behind him, and it was about to end.

At this moment, standing on the side of the stage, Xie Zhi took the phone horizontally and took a picture of Yan Mumu.

The teacher of the basketball team saw Xie Zhi's actions and warned him, "Restrain yourself, you're taking too many shots."

Xie Zhi glanced at him and said oh, he had no intention of taking the phone at all.

When he received the teacher's warning eyes again, Xie Zhicai said slowly, but still holding the phone to shoot, "Teacher, I don't know why I can't take pictures."

Xie Zhi didn't pay much attention to this teacher who appeared out of nowhere, he hadn't seen it much during training, but now he came out to criticize him.

"You let others look at it and think that you are going to pick up a cheerleading girl. It will not affect you well."

Raising his eyebrows, Xie Zhi glanced at the teacher, "Where is the influence not good? Besides, I'm in a bubble. I'm taking pictures of my girlfriend. Is there any objection?"

In Nanqing, everything can be done by the old man, so Xie Zhi didn't give the teacher a chance to speak, and continued, "My old man wants to watch his granddaughter dance, and you won't give it? Then you go to the expert building to explain to my old man?"

"You are Xie Zhi?" The teacher was taken aback. He knew that Fu Qingyuan's grandson had entered Nanqing to study, and with the incident caused by the confession wall, almost all the teachers knew that Fu Qingyuan's grandson was here, but he Unbeknownst to him, Xie Zhi joined the basketball team.

"Ah."

Xie Zhi responded softly through his breath, and focused his gaze on Yan Mumu again.

The teacher looked at him for a few seconds and said nothing.

Song Zhi went around to Xie Zhi's side, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with the teacher, he just has such a temper, he cares too much about the school, it's a bit of an exaggeration to cause everything to fall apart."

"Do you think I'll argue with him?" Xie Zhi's thoughts were all on Yan Mumu, and he didn't take the teacher's words into his ears at all.

If there was anyone who could affect Xie Zhi's mood and make him remember his heart, it would probably only be Yan Mumu and Fu Qingyuan.

(End of this chapter)