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

Chapter 28 V.32 I'm Tired of Winning (Small Orgasm: Introduction)
"I'm afraid you misread it. You can tell from the photo that it's a boy." He was still a very handsome boy, and he might drive the girls in school crazy again.

"No, I remember it very clearly. It's because I look so boyish that I remember the gender very clearly." The teacher said firmly.

The other teacher laughed and pointed to the former school column on the registration booklet: "I'm afraid you may have hallucinations. Let's see, where did he study in junior high school? How could he be a girl?"

The teacher followed along and stopped talking.

Imperial Enterprise, a well-known key all-boys school, cannot have girls.

Frowning, the teacher seemed to be talking to himself: "Maybe I was really too tired so I remembered it wrong..."

"It's not possible, it's certain!" Another teacher patted her on the shoulder.

"Go back today and have a good rest, don't stay up late, you see even the hallucinations come out."

The teacher smiled and didn't pursue it any further, just responded: "Okay."

As soon as Yuan Ye ran downstairs, he saw that there were many students surrounded by the bulletin board.

He paused for a moment, then walked over.

She is tall, and the words on the bulletin board can be clearly seen on the periphery.

Although some people often block the A4 paper with their fingers, it is a bit troublesome, but there is no need to squeeze in like other people.

Scanning down row by row, I finally saw my name in the position of class three.

Just about to leave like this.

"Cai Duo, show me my class!" A girl next to her couldn't squeeze in, so she shouted to her friend inside.

"I've already come out, you didn't say it earlier!" The voice came from behind, and the girl turned around hastily.

Seeing He Caiduo standing outside, Hui Yunmeng was bored.

Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows when he saw the past, cute girl, if you want to help, how can she not help?What's more, I still know each other.

He looked at the bulletin board again.

At this time, Hui Yunmeng was ready to squeeze in.

Yuan Ye pulled them back one by one: "There are too many people, don't go in. Your name is Hui Yunmeng, right, a student in Class One and Three of Senior High."

There were a lot of people, so the two of them inevitably got closer.The voice came from above Hui Yunmeng, magnetic and sexy.

Hui Yunmeng couldn't help but blushed.

"Thank you."

After walking out of the crowd, Hui Yunmeng realized that this person was the one she met at the noodle restaurant last time.

So he widened his eyes slightly, and said in a surprised tone, "I remember you! So you are Simlan's freshman, what class are you in?"

"Class three, I will be my classmate in the future, please give me more advice."

"Definitely teach me!" Hui Yunmeng nodded sharply.

Yuan Ye laughed, and then walked towards the teaching building: "I'll go first, you guys talk."

He Caiduo on the side secretly grabbed Hui Yunmeng: "Hey, tell me the truth, how did you hook up with such a handsome guy?"

He was talking to Hui Yunmeng, but his eyes were fixed on Yuan Yeyi without blinking.

Hui Yunmeng also replied in a low voice: "Last time, I told you, at the noodle restaurant..."

The gate of Simlan School.

A group of people stood at the door and were stopped by security guards.

"I said that we are here to find someone, and we will come out as soon as we find it!" He Ziyu's voice was a little loud, which attracted the attention of many people.

The security guard is a middle-aged man in his 30s: "I'm not a student of the school, so I can't go in. Tell me his name, and I'll call him over."

He Ziyu wanted to say something else.

Yu Shaoce stretched out his hand, held him down, and then looked at the security guard with deep and dark eyes; "Then you go, her name is Yuan Yeyi, a freshman in high school."

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Yuan Ye knew early on that they would come, but he didn't expect them to come so suddenly and so irrationally.

Today is also the day for imperial enterprises to sign up...

Following the security guard to the school gate, Yuan Yeyi paused.

Unexpectedly, even the captain came.

Yuan Yeyi couldn't help frowning,

"What are you crazy about, go back quickly."

He Ziyu looked at Yuan Yeyi, who had changed into the school uniform of his superior Mulan, and suppressed it for a long time before holding back the anger that was about to erupt.

"Follow me back." He stepped forward quickly, grabbed Yuan Yeyi's hand, and was about to go back.

"I don't want to go back." Yuan Yeyi frowned even tighter.

"Why?!" He Ziyu finally couldn't help shouting out.

"You fucking discarded your teammates and basketball you've worked with for ten years just to come to this kind of ghostly place to learn to draw?"

"It's just tired." Yuan Ye kept looking into He Ziyu's eyes: "I don't want to fight anymore."

This time, not only He Ziyu, but also Ling Jianghan and Yu Shaoce couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they heard this.

"Why, because of Huahua? What's so good about Huahua!" He Ziyu pressed Yuan Yeyi's shoulder, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

The voice was hoarse as if it was broken: "Have you forgotten? We agreed that we would win a world championship together and let our name be heard like thunder in the basketball world. Yuan Ye, I don't believe it. I'm tired of it, obviously...we were fine a few days ago, weren't we?"

Yuan Yeyi couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, his joints turned white from the strain.

In the end, she just raised her lips and bent the corners of her eyes.

"Look at my hands."

He Ziyu paused, a little puzzled, but still looked at those hands.

"Don't you think it is a pair of magical hands that can support a world in the art world?"

He Ziyu's anger couldn't help but increase after hearing this.

"Yuan Yeyi, are you still kidding me now? Well, let me tell you, I only saw a pair of hands that became callused due to continuous practice day and night! So, please tell me why Want to leave?!"

He Ziyu's eyes were more serious than ever.

Yuan Ye realized that he couldn't meet those eyes, because what she said next would not only hurt He Ziyu, but also everyone in the imperial enterprise.

So, she turned her body slightly to avoid He Ziyu's eyes.

Restraining the vibrato, he spoke calmly.

"It's simple, I don't feel the interest that draws me from basketball anymore."

"I'm tired of training day and night every day."

"Playing basketball is just to win the game, whether it is the national championship or the international league championship, it is the same, just to win."

"We have never lost in three years, we have won enough."

"I'm tired of winning, is this answer satisfactory to you?"

He Ziyu's pupils shrank, and every time Yuan Ye said a word, his body trembled more and more, as if he had been hit by something.

He looked at the calm and unfeeling person in front of him. He clearly had the same face, but it was extremely strange. He Ziyu's words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and it was extremely difficult to say every word: "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I hate basketball, and I feel extremely tired even living in an imperial enterprise, so I dropped out of school and transferred to another school. Didn't you ask me why I came here and where is it?"

He Ziyu intuitively felt that the next words would hurt more than the previous ones, and subconsciously didn't want to touch them: "No, needless to say..."

Yuan Ye interrupted one by one, with a firm voice: "Because here, basketball is not taken seriously. Because this is an art school, I don't love painting as much as you said, but I completely hate basketball and don't want to touch it again. it!"

After saying this, Yuan Yeyi felt like a big piece of his heart had been torn apart, the pain was naked, and even breathing was a little difficult.But she knew that she couldn't reveal these at all, because everyone in the imperial enterprise had very strong observation skills, and she couldn't be seen, so she could only hide in her heart.

But the next moment, her eyes shrank.

He Ziyu... cried.

　Minor repairs, after all, I didn't write the text when I wrote the introduction, there is still a gap.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)