"Ahh

The soft touch under his feet startled Li Lingyu, and he jumped back half a step like a rabbit, instinctively covering his eyes, and couldn't help but peek through his fingers to see what he had stepped on.

Li Mo looked at her speechlessly, and complained in his heart that she had added too much drama, right?

"Li Lingyu, what are you doing sneaking here at night?"

If Li Lingyu had been dancing, Li Mo could still guess that she was here to dance, but she danced for a while and then chased the ass glowing worm.

This made Li Mo confused.

He couldn't understand the reason why Li Lingyu came here, even if he wanted to dance, he didn't have to be sneaky.

After all, that's not something to see.

Li Mo's words made Li Lingyu surprised to find that what he stepped on was not right, what he stepped on was actually a person who knew him.

"Who are you?"

Li Mo jumped up from the ground, shook the dust off his body, and leaned his face in front of Li Lingyu.

"Me, have you forgotten?"

"Li Mo?"

Li Lingyu finally saw the face that had made him angry several times a day through the faint light.

After discovering that it was Li Mo, her previous timid appearance of looking at people through her fingers disappeared in an instant, and she changed to a cold face.

Then she suddenly waved her arm and slapped Li Mo in the face unexpectedly.

"Are you stalking me?

After Li Lingyu beat Li Mo, she stepped on her white net shoes and left without looking back.

Li Mo rubbed the side of his face that was beaten, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it quite strong when you move the box in the afternoon, how can you beat someone without pain at all?"

As soon as he thought about it in his heart, Li Mo realized that his thoughts seemed to be going astray.

The crazy girl stepped on herself inexplicably, and slapped herself again, and she was still thinking about whether she hurt or not.

"I'm fine, right?"

Li Mo shook his head violently, dispelling this terrifying thought.

After watching Li Lingyu walk away, Li Mo lay back on the ground and rested until about nine o'clock, then got up and continued to go to the basketball court to see if there were any new empty bottles.

The people playing basketball on the eight basketball courts are just halfway gone. There are still people on the four remaining courts.

Li Mo didn't know what this sport meant, it was worth this group of people not sleeping at night, and they were still sweating here.

It's 2002, and things like mobile phones, computers, and even the Internet are not yet widespread in China.

Most people go to bed early, at least Li Mo rarely goes to bed after eleven o'clock.

After patrolling around the basketball court, Li Mo was lucky to pick up three empty bottles, and if he sold them, the three empty plastic bottles could be sold for a dime.

After flattening the three plastic bottles, Li Mo prepared to return to his bedroom to sleep.

I had a good dinner today, and I should be able to sleep well instead of being woken up hungry in the middle of the night like I sometimes do.

However, when he walked to the outermost basketball court again, Li Mo's eyes lit up when he looked at a can under the basketball rack.

Air cans are a little more expensive than plastic bottles, and two can buy a dime.

Li Mo glanced at the people playing basketball on the basketball court near the can, and found that there was Tan Sui who asked him to pick up the ball and gave him the middle finger before.

He didn't care about Tan Sui's move like giving him the middle finger, after all, there was no need to be angry with a fool.

He walked straight towards the can, as focused as a lone wolf meets an antelope, and a pervert meets a dancer.

Tan Sui was joined by eight other people who were divided into three groups to play 3x3 basketball.

Tan Sui is still on the court at the moment, Li Mo doesn't understand basketball, but he can see that he is the most active one among the six people on the court.

Li Mo only glanced at the field a few times, and his attention was more on the graceful cans.

There were three other people on the side of the basketball court, and Li Mo quietly passed behind them, walked to the can, and grabbed its slippery body.

He pinched its body and shook it recklessly, and after confirming that the can was indeed an empty bottle, Li Mo wanted to leave with the can.

But just as he picked up the empty can, Tan Sui, who was dribbling and shooting on the court, saw this scene.

He instantly recognized Li Mo as the one who helped him pick up the basketball before.

It's not that Li Mo looks impressive, but that Li Mo's face is really good-looking.

This made Tan Sui, who looked average, a little jealous.

Tan Sui has a face of the kind of national character that is more common among Chinese people, and looking at his face can't help but give people a kind of honest impression.

Although it gives people a good sense, it's not handsome at all.

Seeing that Li Mo, who was much more handsome than himself, was actually picking up the empty bottles that he had drunk, Tan Sui couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"It's handsome and useful!" Tan Sui scolded secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, he showed a wicked smile at Li Mo's departing back, and then opened his throat and shouted, "Hey, who is that? Why are you stealing my Jianlibao?"

Tan Sui actually knew that his bottle of Jianlibao had already been drunk, and the reason why he said this was purely to label Li Mo as a thief.

At the same time, he has been complaining disdainfully in his heart, "He looks good and has a fart, and he is not poor to pick up bottles and sell them!"

As soon as Tan Sui's words landed, their basketball court, along with several other people on the basketball court nearby, all gave Li Mo curious or puzzled looks.

When they saw that Li Mo was really holding a Jianlibao can bottle in his hand, many people on the scene showed disdain or disdain.

Li Mo was stunned directly when he heard Tan Sui's words, not because he was recognized as a thief and felt embarrassed.

Instead, he found that the emotion ball, which had not moved, was frantically collecting negative emotions from those who were mocking him.

Some are contemptive, some are angry.

Most of them are green gases that represent feelings of contempt, and only a very small part are black gases that represent anger.

People who often go to the basketball court to play basketball may have encountered such an experience, buying a few bottles of water to quench their thirst while playing, but before they finished drinking, they were picked up by the old man and grandmother who picked up the bottles while they were not paying attention.

You should be instinctively angry at such behavior, but it's because it's the vulnerable people who pick up the bottles. Out of the traditional moral concept of the Chinese people, the people who were picked up from the water can't hold a grudge against those old men and grandmothers.

Because of Tan Sui's words, many people on the scene thought that Li Mo had picked up the drink that Tan Sui hadn't finished drinking yet.

This made them transfer all the anger that they couldn't vent to the old man and grandmother in the past to Li Mo.

Li Mo himself doesn't play basketball and doesn't understand the unspoken rules on these basketball courts.

Seeing that the green contempt emotion ball in front of him was about to be filled again, I couldn't help but feel a little excited.

But those who despised him just looked at him, paid attention to him for a moment or two, and then went back to playing basketball.

So most of them just contributed a wave of contempt and negative emotions to Li Mo.

Seeing that he stopped moving after stabilizing in the upper three-quarters position of the emotional ball, Li Mo could only silently complain that these people on the field were too weak.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that every time the green emotional ball was filled, it meant that he had suffered a lot of cold eyes in the past period.

It is also possible that even if Li Mo knew that those people treated him coldly, so what?

Seeing that the contempt that was no longer growing, Li Mo exhaled a long breath, suddenly pretended to be light and arrogant, and sneered at Tan Sui, who was still smiling provocatively at him: "I just took your drink, what can you do?"

As soon as Li Mo's words landed, the provocative smile on Tan Sui's face withered in an instant, and the muscles on his face were as hard as pig iron after being eroded by the cold winter.

Li Mo looked at the black gas rising from the top of Tan Sui's head like thick smoke, and knew that his plan had succeeded.

Tan Sui was successfully ignited by him, and he was furious.

Li Mo pouted at Tan Sui with disdain, and then left the basketball court without looking back amid Tan Sui's angry gaze.

It's not that he is afraid that Tan Sui will be angry and rush up to fight him physically, but he simply thinks that since he has completed the task, there is no need to waste time here.

Li Mo left, and there was Tan Sui's really cursing voice behind him, and there was a lot of black anger and anger flying along with it.

To Li Mo's surprise, there were only a few feelings of contempt.

I think this gas must come from those who think Li Mo's approach is vulgar.

When the emotion ball collected all the emotion gas, Li Mo found that the mood ball that was the first to be filled was actually the anger emotion ball.

Li Mo didn't rush to puncture the black emotional ball.

Instead, I wanted to wait until I got back to the dormitory to see what treasures could be opened in the black mood ball.

Could it be something like 'Mo Xisheng', so that Li Mo can solve the pressure on money as soon as possible?