Chapter 2

"Dead Mosquito, don't you think today is weird?" Ziqi stopped and reached out to grab Yin Wenxuan who was still going forward.

"You also noticed Hou? It's really strange, today is Monday, and there is no one in the school." Yin Wenxuan made a victory gesture, and under Shang Ziqi's cold gaze, he scratched his head embarrassingly.

"Whoosh—" A basketball passed Ziqi's side face almost at the speed of sound.

Ziqi's eyes froze, and she quickly caught the basketball, tightly controlled it in her hands, and kept turning it with her fingertips.

"Qi, you are so cool!" In fact, this is a piece of cake for him, but usually the limelight is reserved for his beloved Qi.

The two looked in the direction of the basketball flying, and there was a commotion in the darkness, and they all looked at them.

"It turns out that everyone is running to the basketball, even the teachers are here? Is there any hero here? Rukawa Kaede or Sakuragi ran out of the comics? They can attract the whole school to watch." Yin Wenxuan's curiosity swelled strongly. , really want to find out.

At this time, a gap opened in the crowd, and three boys wearing white Nike basketball jerseys walked out.

Ziqi used Yin Wenxuan beside her as a reference object, and it turned out to be a little taller than a dead mosquito. She looked like someone who came out of a cartoon, and the boy in the No. Seeing his arrogance and uninhibitedness, the sweat beads hanging from the flaxen hair shone crystal brightly under the sunlight.

But she, Shang Ziqi, is not a nympho. Ziqi threw the basketball up, and with a slam dunk gesture, the basketball returned almost at the same speed as the original route.

"Ah!!!" Everyone felt the oncoming air waves, and they hurriedly dodged away, for fear that their faces would become meatloaf if they were not careful.

"Qi, strong!" Yin Wenxuan thought that those people would not be able to handle them. You must know that his family Qi is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. There is nothing she is not good at, only what she is unwilling to learn. The only female disciple of the basketball god's secret.

But the people behind the three boys in jerseys all dispersed, but they still stood there calmly, as if they were waiting for the basketball that flew towards them.

There was an imperceptible smile on the lips of the boy with the No. 1 jersey in front.

Just when everyone was worried about whether their prince would be injured by the basketball, it was only for a moment that everyone hardly saw his movements, and the basketball was already spinning steadily at his fingertips.The wind caused by the rotation of the basketball drove the dry hair on his forehead to flow with the wind.

They met each other, but Ziqi couldn't deny that he was very handsome at that moment.

(End of this chapter)

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