"Oh, you lost again?" He Ming looked at Yang Cang and Shen Cang with a sly expression. "How about you go and knock her against the wall?" He used his elbow to push Shen Shen, who was losing the game. Everyone here knows who she is referring to, it is Yang Wei. Chen Xing was very shy. He lowered his head and slightly curved his lips and smiled, showing his small fangs. The next second, he used his right hand to support his face, and half of his face was blocked. Due to the pressure from the melon-eaters to watch the show, he went on stage.
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He leaned against the diamond-shaped iron net and looked at Yang Wei seriously with his blue eyes under his dark hair. The yellow lights of the basketball court shone on him. At this moment, in Yang Kai's eyes, he is like a god and a salvation. She clearly heard the words that Shen Xing said seriously and clearly. Each word came out of his mouth one by one, making Yang Xie feel that he was a little angry. "Yang Wei, I can do it too."
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"Do you believe it? At the beginning..." Yang Wei spent more than ten minutes typing a long short article and sent it, saying thank you by the way. She didn't know what the friend on the Internet would look like and feel when he forwarded the short article to Shen Cang for her, and whether he would guess that it was her. She didn't know anything and didn't dare to guess. She was afraid that she would be left behind. Very scared, very scared.
Intention: The wind stops by the window, telling you to love the world.