Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 21 V.24 Nine Years of Efforts Are in vain
Yuan Yeyi just stood up from his seat.

A girl next to her passed by with her dinner plate, and she seemed to have slipped on it. With an exclamation, she fell in the direction of Yuan Yeyi.

The plate in his hand was tilted, and the soup and vegetables were about to be poured on Yuan Yeyi's body.

The girl's eyes widened slightly.

Yuan Yeyi was stuck by the table, unable to advance or retreat.

Reluctantly, he could only stretch out one hand to hold the tilted plate, and at the same time hold down the girl's shoulder.

The dinner plate and the girl were steady.

But because of inertia, most of the soup was still spilled on Yuan Yeyi's clothes.

Because of spring, the coat is very thin, and the inside is just a short-sleeved T-shirt.

The clothes penetrated quickly, and the feeling of wetness spread to the skin instantly.

Fortunately, the soup is not hot, but the touch is a bit uncomfortable.

The girl's scream attracted many people in the cafeteria, and now they all looked this way.

With the discomfort of the skin and the eyes of everyone watching a show, Yuan Ye couldn't help frowning.

"Hug, sorry."

The girl put the plate on the table, took out a few napkins from her bag, and wanted to help Yuan Yeyi wipe his clothes, but Yuan Yeyi stretched out his hand to stop it.

She hooked her lower lip, smiling without any dissatisfaction or concern for the girl's mistakes: "It's okay, be careful next time, wipe it yourself, I don't need it."

As she said that, she took off her coat, walked towards the door of the cafeteria, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Ji Nanchen withdrew his gaze.

"Master, shall we go back?" He Xi asked tentatively.

Ji Nanchen's expression remained unchanged, and he only uttered two words, "It's still early."

It means not to return.

He Xi made a decision immediately: "Master, shall I push you around the school?"

Ji Nanchen responded lightly, wiped his hands, and then put them on his knees.

The fingers are slender and white, the nails are round and smooth, and they look as exquisite as works of art.

Almost the moment Ji Nanchen walked out of the cafeteria, the sound of the cafeteria sounded.

Qi Yidi tapped his chopsticks and whispered to Mo Huxi: "Why do you think there are so many new faces this year?"

"How do I know." Mo Huxi stared at him, stretched out his hand and pushed Qi Yidi aside: "Eat your meal."

"No, I still can't figure out why Yuan Yeyi is here." Qi Yidi scratched his head.

"It feels like a dream, I actually met Yuan Yeyi." Qi Yidi said, opening his mouth to take a few mouthfuls of rice.

"I didn't expect her to come here either." Wan Yuzhe paused with his chopsticks.

"I've always heard that there is a habit of junior high school basketball in the imperial enterprise. They will return to the imperial enterprise for training ten days before registration, so that they can get into shape early. Now that Yuan Yeyi is here, there is no news of the starting players leaving from the imperial enterprise... ..." He paused, his tone unchanged: "Yuan Yeyi probably transferred here without telling his teammates."

"Hide it? Why do you want to hide it?" Feng Qingchen became interested when he heard it.

"Nonsense! Are you stupid? If his teammates knew that she was transferred from an imperial enterprise to such an art school with insufficient resources for basketball teachers and students, it would be strange to agree." Qi Yidi said, his eyes darkened.

"Yi Di, what do you mean? It's as if we are bad." Feng Qingchen scolded Qi Yidi.

"Qingchen, it's not that you haven't read the information and game data of those monsters. Compared with them, we are too far behind, and that is vulnerable in the eyes of those people." Wan Yuzhe simply put down his chopsticks.

"The proficiency of each of those people in basketball is beyond our comparison. They are professional players."

This is a fact.

Several people were a little silent.

"What do you think about so much? Since you want to go to the international arena, don't make others popular and destroy your own prestige. Besides, isn't Yuan Yeyi here? Pull him into the basketball club, you can talk about anything."

Qi Yidi waved his hands carelessly, and picked up his own food again.

"It may not be so easy to pull Yuan Yeyi in." Mo Huxi's thin lips parted slightly, his eyes darkened.

"Where can she go if she doesn't come in? I still don't believe she doesn't play basketball anymore."

Qi Yidi answered casually, and immediately realized what he said.

Turning his head in disbelief, he looked at the thoughtful Mo Huxi, and said urgently, "You mean...Yuan Yeyi, she came here, this place...just to stop touching basketball?!"

"Otherwise, I can't think of why she gave up the good teachers of the imperial enterprise and came to this art school that doesn't pay much attention to basketball." Mo Huxi acquiesced to Qi Yidi's statement.

"I'm afraid that soon, her teammates will find Simlan to question her." Wan Yuzhe's voice was very weak.

Simlan is very famous, and is one of the best art colleges in country Z, but he has nothing to do with basketball.

As far as Mo Huxi knew, that group of people had been playing basketball together since elementary school for nine years.

The friendship between them is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary friends.

Not to mention the honors they have won in nine years, how solid a foundation they have laid in the basketball world.

But Yuan Yeyi made such a move similar to giving up when the dream was within reach...

Brothers who have been together for nine years without any scruples.

I didn't worry about all the nine years of hard work after I gave up.

The reason is really intriguing.

Thinking about it, Mo Huxi couldn't help laughing.

"Yuan Yeyi?"

this year.

interesting.

*
Yuan Ye quickly walked back to the dormitory.

The t-shirt on his body was dyed orange by a large amount of soup.

Yuan Yeyi was really upset.

Kill a thousand swords.

It turned out to be tomato meat soup, the color is so conspicuous.

Yuan Ye thought about running back to the dormitory, but the clothes touched his skin and separated, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, school has not yet started, and there are not many people in the school.

The bad thing is that the clothes cool down quickly, and the wind blows for a while.

Uncomfortable, very unwell.

When Yuan Ye arrived at the dormitory, his roommate was still there.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and glanced at her, then quickly ignored it and continued to lower his head.

Yuan Ye ran straight to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)