Mo Yan looked up in amazement, only to see a vague shadow.

In the undulating "oh, oh" sound around him, Mo Yan covered his face. Ah, the plot development is not at all what she thought. How to have a sweet taste more and more!

After class, she deliberately grinded to avoid appearing too active.

Out of the classroom, it was a coincidence that I collided head-on with the king wind!

Since accepting Wang Chengyou's make-up class, she has paid less and less attention to Wang Zhifeng. Of course, the fact that Wang Zhifeng is the object of her crush has never changed.

In an instant, Mo Yan chose to lower his head slightly and walked straight over.

If she wants to put aside the past, she has to scratch her head and make a gesture to brush up some sense of existence.

However, she walked over, but Wang Zhifeng stopped her.

"Mo Yan, I want to talk to you."

A burst of electricity flowed through his body, and his mouth, which had just drunk water, dried up again. Mo Yan turned around like a puppet, and under the direct gaze of the male god, he felt helpless.

"Let's talk as we go." King's Wind Duct.

Since the beginning of school, Mo Yan has not seen much of the king's style. plus three times in a row, Wang Zhifeng lost the top spot. The school's Monday speech tried to invite Wang Chengyou, but Wang Chengyou decisively refused, and Wang Zhifeng stopped attending. Later, it was said that the king simply didn't even look at the list.

It is also said that he devoted himself more and more to his studies.

Mo Yan thought that she should get to the arena as soon as possible. Wang Chengyou sent her a message, saying that he had arranged for King Kong to leave her a place at the front. However, the words of rejecting the king's wind can't be spoken—perhaps, they don't want to say it.

"So, I learned by chance from my mother that she is an old friend of your mother?"

Mo Yan's eyes flashed, not understanding the point of Wang Zhifeng.

Wang Zhifeng laughed dryly: "I don't have anything else to do with you." My mother has not been in a very good state of mind recently, if she goes to your mother, please ask your mother to bear with her. ”

"Oh," Mo Yan smiled, "I wish Aunt Zhu that she didn't come here a long time ago. The last time I saw her was a year ago. ”

Wang Zhifeng was slightly embarrassed: "Actually, what I really want to say is that if it is convenient, please invite your mother to invite my mother to be a guest, so that she can relax." She recently ...... "The king's wind rarely hangs down the head that has been arrogant."

Mo Yangang wanted to ask Aunt Zhu what was wrong, but suddenly thought that Wang Zhifeng's limelight had been covered by Wang Chengyou recently, and Wang Chengyou was not someone else, but the person who would compete with her son in the future. Well, in this case, it's understandable that you're in a bad mood.

Mo Yan immediately nodded heavily: "I'll tell my mother when I go home today." ”

"Thank you, Mo Yan."

Wang Zhifeng turned around and looked at Mo Yan with a smile. Mo Yan took the opportunity to take a bold look at him. The oblique sunlight made his facial features look more three-dimensional, and his eyes were more brilliant and moving because of the sun's rays.

In the past, I didn't have the courage to look him in the face.

Even if she frantically creates opportunities to meet him over and over again, once he really appears in front of her, she must not have the courage to look at each other.

Now that I really took a look, I found that the male god was good-looking, but the god-like light was purely her personal imagination. Mo Yan was very happy that he could have such a state of mind to start a normal chat with him.

"Goodbye."

As soon as the voice of farewell came out, Wang Zhifeng suddenly raised his hand, and his hand landed on Mo Yan's hair without hesitation.

Standing not far away, King Kong, who ran over, suddenly braked suddenly.

He saw Mo Yan, saw the boy next to Mo Yan, and saw that the boy stretched out his hand, and his hand fell where it shouldn't have been, and it actually stopped there.

A sense of betrayal that he had never experienced before, and the anger that came from it, burned him.

Although he is not a party, the king he admires the most is.

Mo Yan was undoubtedly surprised. Her mind went blank because she was overly surprised. Just when she didn't know what to do, she suddenly heard Wang Zhifeng smile lightly: "A little flying insect." ”

"Really?" Not a soft response to questioning.

"Flew away again."

Wang Zhifeng spread his hand in front of Mo Yan. A slender, well-proportioned, well-defined pair of hands.

Mo Yan could only smile.

"It should be a pitiful little one who floats and dies day and night. It is said that from head to toe it is born for love. ”

Mo Yan didn't know what to take. The main reason is that I am afraid that the style of the words will be too low and will be looked down upon by the male god. This situation rarely happens when you get along with Wang Chengyou.

Just at a loss, he suddenly caught a glimpse of King Kong not far away. Like seeing a savior, Mo Yan waved his arm to greet King Kong.

King Kong's fool stood stupidly, ignoring Mo Yan's wave.

Wang Zhifeng smiled: "Please." Good bye. ”

"You're welcome, goodbye."

Mo Yan ran towards King Kong, and King Kong suddenly turned his head and fled at a faster speed.

Without King Kong's guidance, Mo Yan had no way of knowing where the empty space left for her was. The stands were so full that she couldn't look aimlessly, so she had to stand in the aisle and enjoy the game with those who didn't have seats.

The cheers rolled in my ears one after another.

Mo Yan stood at the farthest point from the arena, and the facial features of the participating team members could not be seen clearly. She miraculously found that in this case, she still recognized Wang Chengyou without any obstacles. From the crowd running all over the field, Wang Chengyou, who was also running non-stop, was recognized!

Standing for 48 minutes, a basketball game with an inseparable score came to an end at the referee's whistle. The unfinished audience refused to leave for a long time, and the fanatical fans there rushed to the stage one after another to take photos with their favorite players. The people who left the scene here collided with Mo Yan from time to time.

Mo Yan stuck to the aisle wall as much as he could, standing on his toes as much as he could, trying to see the situation on the stage clearly. In the gap between the figures, she seemed to see other players enthusiastically satisfying the fans' group photos, and Wang Chengyou ...... It's gone.

After waiting for a while, most of the audience had already left, and the audience was sparsely populated, and there were not many people left who took the initiative to stay and pick up garbage. On the field, it is the black pressure that wants to take a group photo.

Mo Yan looked around left and right, and before he could finish looking around, the phone vibrated in his pocket.

When I took it out, it was none other than the person she was waiting for.

"Wang Chengyou?" She exclaimed in surprise. Although she didn't know the score of the game, Wang Chengyou scored a goal, and she saw it very clearly.

"Where are you?"

On the phone, Wang Chengyou's voice sounded very low.

"I'm still in the basketball arena."

"You're in the basketball arena? Have you been in the basketball arena? ”

"yes, my feet hurt from the beginning to the end. Congratulations, you scored a goal. ”

I thought that Wang Chengyou was going to say thank you, or simply boast about it, but I didn't expect that what came into Mo Yan's eardrum was another panic.

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