After Yang Yiming confirmed that the figure was Chen Ruoya, he moved a small step in the direction of the stands.

can recognize Chen Ruoya at such a distance at a few glances, and it can only be said that the meeting in Houston left a deep impression on Yang Yiming.

At that time, he and Meritis were enjoying their time in the restaurant, and two Chinese students chasing stars broke in and insisted on taking a photo with Yang Yiming, and Chen Ruoyan was dragged up.

She was full of apologies and wanted to say goodbye. With a small nose and a small face, long and thick eyelashes, and a pair of extremely large eyes that seem to be able to speak, the embarrassing dilemma is easily resolved in silence. Meritis also specially arranged Chen Ruoya to take a group photo next to Yang Yiming, and heard that Chen Ruoyan was a fan of Yang Yiming, and left the other party's WeChat, saying that she would give her a ticket when she had the opportunity to go to the scene.

But later, whether they kept in touch on WeChat, Yang Yiming is not very clear.

He was thinking about this, but he didn't pay attention to the teammates who were still spinning in circles by Coach Li Nan, and the coach's foot just hit him in the face.

Yang Yiming was caught off guard and was hit, which felt like being slapped in the face. He hurriedly covered his face, but saw Chen Ruoyan who witnessed all this in the distant stands.

She bent down with a smile, and the waving flag could no longer wave, grabbing and propping it on her waist. Only then did Yang Yiming see that Chen Ruoya was wearing a white short-sleeved dress today, tied in a black miniskirt, standing at the height of the stands, looking up, she actually had the impression of "long legs". Below the waist, the five-star red flag and the black short skirt matched her originally snow-white porcelain-like skin, not only did it not show the red cheesiness, but it was like a cleverly conceived accessory, lining the legs even better.

Chen Ruoyan laughed at Yang Yiming's embarrassment of being slapped in the face with his foot, and waved his hand, signaling for him to retreat to the celebration team first. Yang Yiming hesitated, but still did so. The energetic boys, who had just won the Asian Games – many of them were the first major champions in their lives – walked back to the locker room after another ten minutes of fussing, each posing for a photographer and showing off the golden medals on their chests, and satisfying the wishes of the last group of fans who had been waiting for a long time to sign and take photos. Seeing the crowd disperse, Yang Yiming finally had the opportunity to say a few words to Chen Ruoya.

Chen Ruoyan approached from the far stands and stood just above the passage of the players' locker room.

"Why are you here? And why stand so high? Yang Yiming asked, pointing to the field bench near the players' seats. The die-hard fans who were waiting for autographs were just waiting there.

"Because then I'm taller than you. It's hard to get a taste of what it's like. Chen Ruoyan was condescending, and deliberately tiptoed again, raising herself a few centimeters higher, her eyes full of smugness.

"Then why are you here?" Yang Yiming decided to ignore the topic of height and avoid its edge.

"I'm here to cheer you on."

"We?"

"I'm going to cheer you on!" Chen Ruoya's cheeks turned red, but she still answered generously, "What's the matter?" Not welcome? ”

Chen Ruoya's identity as a fan of Yang Yiming was revealed when they met for the first time, but Yang Yiming was not surprised that she would take the time to cheer on the scene, but flying half of the Pacific Ocean to Indonesia to watch the game is naturally another matter. However, Yang Yiming suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said without moving: "Of course you are welcome, thank you for coming to cheer us on." ”

"That's nature, my personal freedom, you can't limit it." Chen Ruoya threw down a Chinese team jersey from the railing on the passage, which was Yang Yiming's No. 17 jersey, and said: "What, the double champion of the NBA Asian Games, I came all the way to reward me with an autograph." ”

"Rewarded!" Yang Yiming laughed, took the signature pen from Chen Ruoya's other hand, and signed his name next to his number.

"Thank you." Chen Ruoyan generously took the jersey and pen, carefully folded the jersey, pressed it on her chest, and then squinted her eyes and said with a happy smile, "I specially applied for a summer volunteer job to teach English in Jakarta. When you get here, you can work part-time while taking time to watch you play. ”

"Oh, it looks like you're already familiar with Jakarta."

"It's okay. But big champion, if you have any questions, I should still be able to answer them. Chen Ruoya bowed slightly, pulled the corner of her skirt, and gave Yang Yiming an exaggerated medieval lady greeting gift.

"In that case, I've heard that the nightlife in Jakarta is very good. I haven't had a chance to experience it yet-" Yang Yiming wiped the sweat from his head with a towel: "It's the last night, or you can take me around." ”

"Okay, it's a trivial matter."

"Okay, then you wait for me." Yang Yiming pointed to the depths of the players' tunnel, and then said: "Wait for me to go to the locker room to change my clothes and ask Coach Li Nan for a leave." Wait for me at the main entrance of the arena. ”

"Hmmm! Hurry up, I won't have to wait long. ”

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