Feng Feng stood up and stared nervously at the field. saw that the two supported each other and had a friendly attitude. Several people rushed up and wanted to help Ye Jia get off the field, but Ye Jia waved his hand and rubbed his knees, meaning to continue fighting.

Huang Hui's elbow was bruised and bleeding a little. There were also two people from the student team to help him, and he also shook his head, seeing that Ye Jia didn't end up, he thought, you "old people" can bear it, so I will accompany you to persevere. He looked at the audience, saw Feng Feng standing up, looked a little anxious, waved his hand, signaled that he was fine, and made a winning gesture, as if to tell her that this one must be won.

Ye Jia saw that his elbow was bleeding, and he wiped it indiscriminately, but he still insisted, and his heart was even more terrified, this kid was determined and should not be underestimated.

In particular, he has a particularly sunny and energetic spirit, at a cursory glance, he is very grinning, but he can gaze carefully, but he is infinitely calm, and that kind of bearing is far beyond what a person of his age should have. And when he turned around and made eye contact with him, there was still no trace of cowardice and retreat, as if to say: Professor Ye? I can be no worse than you!

This kid!

This damn boy!!

Could it be that people who study law are born to be so cunning?

Seeing him waving his hand in Feng Feng's direction again, and Feng Feng actually smiled gently, there was a strange tacit understanding between the two of them - others couldn't understand it, Ye Jia could understand it, and he was even more annoyed, he couldn't lose to him if he said anything today.

The game started again, Huang Hui was even more enthusiastic, and scored 2 more points, and the score was already a draw at this time. Ye Jia was very anxious, thinking of Feng Feng's indifferent look, his heart was confused, and he missed two good opportunities in a row. In the last minute, he finally scored 2 points and overtook the score again.

With only 30 seconds left, everyone almost thought the victory was in their hands, the triumphant song of the teachers' victory had almost been blown, and the referee was already holding the whistle and preparing to blow the final whistle......

Ye Jia felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, and he didn't dare to relax at all. Sure enough, Huang Hui, who was so far away, suddenly jumped up and shot like a leopard.

A nice three-pointer!

Except for the angry girls, everyone was applauding this beautiful three-point shot.

In the thunderous applause, Ye Jia suddenly felt a strong feeling of prostration. It was an ominous sign, a heart-wrenching failure worse than divorce, as if all chances were about to be cut off.

He saw the heroic boy take off his jersey and spin and run towards the lithe woman, so elated and shouting something......

Many people gathered around to look at his wounds, handed him water, asked him about his physical condition with concern, and were too attentive, even the girls gave him a lot of flowers, screams, and shy smiles......

On the other side, the hero-like young man was only surrounded by his teammates and classmates. His elbow was still bleeding, and only a woman looked at him with concern and wiped his wound with a towel......

Originally, her concerned eyes could only look at herself, and her gentle care could only be given to herself. Why, to this day, it has become someone else's?

Ye Jia was saddened in the habitual hugs.

Having many is not necessarily rich, and having one is not necessarily poor.