Chapter 218 The Road of Cooking Bamboo (7)

"Xiao Jiu, where do you want to go?" Mo Zichen looked at Nuan Jiu for a while, and he didn't mean to let go, so he let himself be pulled, he looked at Nuan Jiu who was walking around in front of him and asked.

"Is there anything fun?" Nuan Jiu looked at it for a while, and found that no one frowned, "No, they all go to the exam!" ”

"This is the last test before the seniors, not a formal exam, but the basketball court is playing, you want to go and see?" Mo Zichen's hobby for Nuan Jiu is naturally clear, and the fun place she said is naturally a lively place, and it is best to see some handsome guys.

"Basketball court?" There must be a handsome guy?

Nuan Jiu's eyes lit up when he heard Mo Zichen say this, and Mo Zichen looked at Nuan Jiu's body stiffened slightly, but he still took her over.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, it's really shooting myself in the foot.

By the time Mo Zichen passed, the basketball game had already begun, and the basketball court was already full.

And when Nuan Jiu was at the door, he heard the overwhelming sound of cheering: "The game has started inside?" ”

Mo Zichen looked at the curiosity overflowing between Nuan Jiu's eyebrows, and couldn't help but speak: "I want to see a handsome guy!" ”

"No matter how handsome you are, you are not as handsome!" Nuan Jiu said and entered the basketball court.

Although Nuan Jiu's words were not quite in line with his actions, Mo Zichen's heart was instantly overflowing with joy.

He looked at Nuan Jiu, who had already entered, and couldn't help but shake his head, and also went in.

"It's already full, and it looks like there's no place left." Mo Zichen came in and looked at Nuan Jiu with some frustration.

"Follow me." Mo Zichen looked at Nuan Jiu like this, stretched out his hand and took Nuan Jiu's hand, and walked in gently.

And Mo Zichen is also up and down in his heart now, he brought him over to see what Nuan Jiu thought, to see if what Nuan Jiu said to him yesterday was a whim or what?

Or what?

Mo Zichen took Nuan Jiu to the closest place to the basketball game, Nuan Jiu could even see the appearance of a basketball player here, she looked at the screaming girl on the stage a little strangely and frowned, "There are handsome guys here." ”

"There's one." Mo Zichen listened to Nuan Jiu say this, looking at the person who got the basketball, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's the person who got the ball." ”

Nuan Jiu followed Mo Zichen's eyes and saw the handsome guy, who looked very approachable, and a flamboyant smile appeared on his face holding the ball.

A millet hair with ear-length hair sets him off even more perfectly, and his black top and skinny jeans make him slender and straight.

"It's handsome, indeed." Nuan Jiu looked at the basketball in his hand and couldn't help but nodded.

"But which two departments are these dueling?" Before Mo Zichen could reply, he watched a man run over, "Deputy Minister, are you here to compete?" ”

"It's not." Mo Zichen said, looking at the man in front of him, and said lightly, "You guys go on, don't worry about me." ”

"Who is this art department for?" Nuan Jiu heard Mo Zichen say this, and suddenly opened his mouth with some curiosity.

"Department of Chinese." Mo Zichen was not interested in this competition.

"No, you should be able to play basketball!" Nuan Jiu remembered that in the memory of the original owner, Nuan Si often played basketball with Mo Zichen, and Mo Zichen's basketball skills were very good!

Why not now?

Isn't this a competition in the Fine Arts Department?