"Come on, Jiangbei."

Qin Jiu coped lazily.

"Louder, good."

Shen knows that he is not following the temptation.

Qin Jiu glanced sideways, glanced at him, and turned around reluctantly.

"Come on Jiangbei, the experimental high school will win."

She heard her own voice, because it was a little out of tune, and it was not in harmony with the crowd.

In the huge gymnasium, the voice revealed a bit of indescribable emotion.

It was a strange emotion.

Just now, Jiangbei threw another three-pointer, and the whole court was quiet, and all eyes were on that ball.

The ball lands on the edge of the basket and spins......

Qin Jiu stared at the ball, holding the fingers of the small bunting, and subconsciously tightened slightly.

Finally, the ball went in.

The audience cheered.

Wei Lai waved his right hand and led the crowd rhythmically.

"Jiangbei, Jiangbei, Jiangbei!"

Shen Zhifei grabbed the girl's wrist, raised her little hand into the air, and followed Wei Lai's rhythm, shaking her little hand and colored flags, and chanting with everyone.

"Jiangbei, Jiangbei, Jiangbei!"

Qin Jiu looked at him sideways, and Shen Zhifei smiled back at her.

Even though he didn't say a word, she could still read his eyes—he wanted her to be with him.

Sure enough, there are pros and cons to everything.

Having a boyfriend is sometimes troublesome.

Qin Jiu turned his face and learned his rhythm.

"Jiangbei, Jiangbei, Jiangbei ......"

At first, it was completely coping, and then it naturally blended into the rhythm of the crowd.

One person's voice is mixed with the voices of countless people, and that voice seems to have a kind of power, which makes people's blood boil, and their hearts can't help but beat faster little by little.

Qin Jiu, who had been outside the competition at first, was brought into the enthusiasm and excitement of the game by him little by little, and there was gradually emotion in the shouting voice.

With half a minute left before the end of the second half, Jiangbei rushed with the ball and rushed into the opponent's basket.

Layups.

Jumper.

The basketball makes a beautiful arc in mid-air and falls into the basket at the last second.

Whew—

The whistle blew and the first half was over.

The experimental high school basketball team ended the first half with a beautiful score of 49 to 40.

"Yay!"

"Long live Jiangbei!"

"Cow B!"

……

Wei Lai leaned on the railing, pinched his lips, and whistled loudly.

Qin Jiu was not as excited as Wei Lai, but his face was obviously dyed with a bit of bright color.

Shen Zhifei held the railing with one hand, protecting her between his arms, and his eyes kept observing her expression.

Qin Jiu's face didn't have much emotion, but he could still read her happy emotions from her slightly raised eyebrows and the bright, shallowly curved corners of her lips in her eyes.

Shen Zhifei didn't pay attention to the ball game, whether this ball was won or lost, and whether the experimental high school could enter the national league.

For him, it is far less important than the girl in front of him to realize whether happiness comes.

"Remember, this mood you have right now." Shen Zhifei smiled and explained, "This is also a kind of happiness." ”

Qin Jiu turned his face and met his eyes.

The man's eyes were gentle, making her feel warm and comfortable.

In his chest, there was a strange emotion, like a spring breeze blowing through the lake, with a layer of shallow ripples.

"Jiangbei!"

The classmates shouted Jiangbei's name loudly.

At this time, Jiangbei was coming down from the field with the players.

Hearing the voice, he raised his face.

His eyes fell on the stands, staring at the familiar figures, and the young man's right hand clenched into a fist and held it high into the air.

The boys and girls of Class 9 cheered together.