Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Hear this.

Hua Mingqiang's gloomy face finally showed some movement.

Grinding teeth.

“Where does the chicken come from?”

"We also found out that it's a breeding farm that has only been open for a few months, in Tianjiazhuang near Linzhou."

After a pause, the voice on the phone continued.

"I'm getting ready to go to this farm now."

"Don't worry, Mingqiang. In Jiangzhou, no one dares..."

Before he finished speaking, a stern voice came from the phone:

"What for?!"

"What are you stopping me for?!"

"Do you know who I, Li Guang, am?!"

"I…"

With the sudden appearance of a "click" sound.

Hua Mingqiang was very surprised to find that the phone was hung up.

Wait until he turns around and hits him again.

There was a "beep, beep, beep" sound coming from the other end of the phone.

In an instant.

Hua Mingqiang's body exploded off the chair as if he had been electrocuted.

An inexplicable fear suddenly flashed through my heart.

I subconsciously picked up the phone and found a number.

As soon as I pressed the dial button, the office door was suddenly forced open.

"Bang" sound.

Hua Mingqiang looked in the direction of the voice.

Two middle-aged men with solemn expressions and wearing special uniforms came directly in front of him.

A piece of paper was held up to him.

The three big words "arrest warrant" were clearly written on the paper.

Do not know why.

Hua Mingqiang turned his head instinctively.

His eyes turned to the building opposite.

As a result, I happened to see a few cars with special markings driving into the black gate that represents the future.

this moment.

Hua Mingqiang's head drooped heavily.

And at this moment.

The mastermind behind all these events was sitting with his back to the steps next to the basketball court.

Watching several close friends in front of me cheering for the boys in their class.

"Throw it! Throw it quickly!"

"Zhang Shuangshu!! Didn't you eat?!"

"Really?! What the hell are you fighting for?!"

Sun Qian, whose voice was hoarse from yelling, sat back next to Jiang Ning angrily and took a bottle of mineral water from the latter.

Just pour it into your mouth with a "gulp gulp" sound.

After a few sips, she drank most of the bottle of mineral water.

After drinking, Sun Qian turned her attention to Jiang Ning.

"Jiang Jiang! Come help cheer!"

"With you here, the fighting power of the boys in our class can be raised to two levels!"

Miss Jiang chose to ignore the tablet computer, picked up a bottle of water and started drinking it.

But this time.

Do not you know why.

Luo Shanshan also turned around and joined the persuasion.

And it is the kind of persuasion that is carried out in practice.

He came over and took Miss Jiang's arm, saying:

"bring it on!"

"Our class is already ten points behind."

"If you don't think of a solution, you're going to lose!"

"Yes, Jiang Jiang!" Sun Qian also reached out and grabbed Miss Jiang's other arm.

"You don't want our class to lose to Class 9, do you?!"

no way.

Miss Jiang could only be dragged to the side of the basketball court with a look of resistance.

I watched the ten people in front of me fighting for a round, brown object.

Jiang Ning sighed softly.

Actually, she used to like basketball very much.

But don't know why.

I have no interest in these things now.

Is it because of old age?

Not useful?

this will.

Sun Qian suddenly shouted:

"Come on Class Three!"

"If you win, Jiang Ning will give each of you a small gift!"

In a word.

The originally lively scene in the entire basketball court suddenly came to a standstill.

But what followed was an even more explosive atmosphere.

The boys from Class 3 on the field looked at each other, and then turned their gazes to the pretty figure standing on the sidelines watching the game.

It was always others who gave gifts to Jiang Yaojing, and then she refused.

I have never heard of this famous beauty in the grade giving gifts to others.

In an instant.

The boys in Class Three all looked changed.

Becoming a little restless.

In addition, many people standing on the sidelines watching the game requested for substitutions.

"Ma Sucheng! You're tired! Come down and let me take over!"

"Physical Education Committee Member! The teacher wants you to come over and talk!"

"Zhang Liang! Your mother wants you to go home for dinner!"

Even among the crowd of Class Nine, there were a few busybodies' voices.

"We give up! Can we split it into two?"

"Just one! Just one!"

The teasing voices made a certain Miss Jiang stare at a tablet computer with a very unfriendly look.

"Sun Qian..."

"Hehehe...hehe...just once, just once."

If there weren't so many people around, Jiang Ning really wanted to press the tablet under his body and rub it.

Subsequently.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

In the following competition time, the boys from Class 3 performed particularly bravely.

It was at the last moment.

The score was tied at 39 to 40...

With only one minute left in the game, everyone was fighting fiercely for every ball like hungry wolves.

Even if you fall to the ground and bleed, you have to give the ball away.

That's this ball.

After Zhang Shuangshu's successful layup.

The score officially took the lead.

But the opponent is not a pushover either.

He immediately took advantage of the mismatch pick-and-roll and made a mid-range shot.

Time is running out little by little.

Even Jiang Ning couldn't help but join the crowd in shouting "Come on!"

Unfortunately, in the end, we were still one step short.

They lost to Class 9 of Grade 1, which ranked first in the grade basketball game, by a narrow margin of one point.

Looking at a group of young men sitting on the ground, panting with exhaustion and looking a little depressed.

Miss Jiang laughed heartily and shouted loudly.

"Children."

"Walk."

"I'll treat you guys to some soda~"

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Ten twelve in the morning.

sunny.

The temperature is suitable.

The spring breeze blows through the willows on the street.

The air it brings is cool and has a strange fragrance.

Maybe it's the smell from the flower basket next to it.

Tian Wenhao stood at the door of the Times Square store in formal attire.

I looked at the few flower baskets placed nearby.

Somewhat emotional.