Qin Wan came to urge Lin Mansi to go out, Lin Mansi no longer thought about his father's strange reason, hurriedly took the bag and went out, got in the car and left with Qin Wan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because it was Saturday, Lin Mansi wore civilian clothes, but his hair was still thick bangs and clear soup noodles.

The final was still in Shangyu's gymnasium, and the competition started at 7 p.m. Since the competition has attracted a lot of attention in S City, the number of people who came to watch the finals is even fuller, and tickets must be available to enter. They arrived at the venue at five o'clock early, and seeing the long queue at the entrance, Qin Wan asked Lao Zheng to help line up, and she went to chat with Zhou Shi first.

Lin Mansi didn't have anything to do, so he planned to sit in the small garden next to the venue and read a few pages of books.

She walked around the back of the arena with her book in her arms, and the back door was quite silent compared to the bustle of people in front of her. She crossed the maple road, and was about to continue walking forward when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. I couldn't help but stop.

Not far ahead, Mo Yi, who was wearing a "No. 9" jersey, was standing behind a maple tree, looking at the other place with a somewhat gloomy expression, and his figure was very lonely.

Lin Mansi followed Mo Yi's line of sight and found that there were two other people in the grove, both of whom were familiar faces - Zhao Yan and Xi Zeya.

God, such a bloody TV plot picture was actually bumped into by her again. After thinking about it, she was about to leave, but the conversation between Zhao Yan and Senior Xi came intermittently, and her feet seemed to be rooted, and she couldn't move.

“…… Senior, this is all a misunderstanding. Zhao Yan pulled the corner of Xi Zeya's lichen a little nervously and didn't let him leave.

Xi Zeya's style of dressing today is British casual style, and Sven is casual and noble. Wen Run's eyebrows furrowed at this time, he stretched out his hand and pulled back the corner of his clothes, and said lukewarmly: "I think the person who misunderstood should be you." ”

"No, I'm not mistaken. Senior, Mo Yi, I'm just grateful to him for helping me with Qian Rui's affairs, so I just treat him as a friend. I apologize if this has caused a misunderstanding. But please also ask the senior not to misunderstand that I am with him, I ...... I like ....... Zhao Yan withdrew her hand and lowered her head to explain.

"Today is the last match, which is very important for Mo Yi, and I hope Mo Yi can be in the best form to win the championship. Let's talk about the rest after the game. Xi Zeya interrupted what Zhao Yan was about to say next, didn't want to stay any longer, and wanted to leave.

"Senior ......" Zhao Yan begged to let Xi Zeya stay and listen to her finish speaking, and reached out to grab the corner of Xi Zeya's clothes, but this time she didn't catch it, Xi Zeya had already strode away, leaving her standing alone full of regret.

As soon as Xi Zeya left, the play was about to end, Lin Mansi saw that Mo Yi was still standing motionless behind the tree, and sighed stupidly in his heart, thinking that he had seen Zhao Yan looking for Xi Zeya with his own eyes, and he wanted to confess, Mo Yi should be damned now, right?

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, blowing the bangs on her forehead, she couldn't help but reach out to help, and then a bright young voice sounded in her ears, "What are you doing?" There was confusion in his voice.

Lin Mansi was taken aback, and seeing that Mo Yi was also attracted by this voice, he hurriedly turned his head. I saw that under the sunset, lined with the magnificent stadium, a teenager with dyed chestnut hair and wearing a jersey stood on the maple road with a basketball in his arms, a pair of peach blossom eyes smiling, and the diamond stud earrings in his left ear were constantly shining, which amazed the time.

The young man in front of her was full of smiles, full of vitality, and suddenly coincided with the face on the report on the basketball genius teenager in her mind, Lin Mansi's eyes widened in surprise. Could it be that the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him is Jin Yi, a genius boy in Zhongguang who has attracted much attention this time? is also Mo Yi's biggest opponent this time.

"You, are you Jin Yi?" Lin Mansi said this sentence almost with certainty.

The peach-eyed boy nodded, the ear drill on his left ear flashed again, and he asked directly and mercilessly. "Are you eavesdropping?"

Lin Mansi subconsciously retorted, "No." But finding that he was hiding behind a tree was ironclad, he explained with some chagrin: "I just happened to be passing by and heard it, and I didn't mean to eavesdrop." ”

"Eavesdropping is eavesdropping, which is intentional or not?" The boy turned his basketball and said idly, "Should you give me some hush money?" Heck, what if I can't help but shout and attract people? ”

Lin Mansi didn't expect this genius boy from the capital city B to be such a scoundrel, but she didn't want to be embarrassed by being caught eavesdropping, so she could only compromise: "How much do you want?" "Anyway, after the game, he will go back to City B, so let's deal with the past first.

Jin Yi slapped the ball directly on the trunk of the tree after spinning the basketball, which landed right next to Lin Mansi's right cheek, and the other hand was also propped up on the trunk behind her, trapping her whole person between her arms. Then the handsome face with peach blossom eyes slowly approached, stopped at the tip of the nose one centimeter, and asked slowly, "One of those two boys just now was your sweetheart?" Which is it? Is it the one who can't get along with the girl, or is it Mo Yi who hides behind a tree like you? ”