When she was five years old, Qingyi loved to follow her neighbor Dongze around all day long. The place Dongze went to most was the children's basketball court in a nearby park.
"Brother Dongze, I want to play basketball too, give me the basketball!" Seeing that Dongze was just playing basketball and had no time to care about himself, Qingyi's little pony tail swayed and followed him around anxiously.
"You can't hit the ball even if I give it to you, so don't bother me." Dongze looked very impatient.
"Brother Dongze, can you teach me? I want you to teach me." Qingyi was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears.
"Okay, okay, you girls are so troublesome. But you have to study seriously when I teach you. If you are too stupid and can't learn, I won't teach you anymore."
"Thank you, Brother Dongze, Qingyi will definitely learn from it."
"Well, first of all, like this, spread your five fingers and hit the ball hard..." Dongze looked serious like a basketball professor instructing his students. Even though he was only one year older than Qingyi, he was by her side and took care of her like an adult.
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