Wu Mei ran out of breath, his throat and eyes hurt a little, so he stopped, walked slowly, the lotus silk cake was still warm, Wu Mei ate the cake in three bites, and his stomach was comfortable.

can think of the inexplicable missing dime, Wu Meiya's gang hurts, there are still two dimes when they get dressed in the morning, this money has no long legs, it is impossible to fly away by itself, and it is impossible to fall out of the pocket, He Biyun's clothes are very deep pockets, even if they are jumping, they can't jump out.

Wu Mei frowned tightly, she couldn't figure out how this dime was missing, and more importantly, she now owes Mei Shuhan five cents, but this money must be repaid.

She didn't have to think about looking for He Biyun, she didn't want to go to find a fight, it seemed that she could only look for Wu Zhengsi, looking at the shriveled pocket, Wu Mei gritted her teeth, and simply didn't do anything, trying to get more pocket money for herself, and she didn't have any money and no sense of security.

As soon as he walked into the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Wu Mei heard a shout, you don't need to look at it to know, it must be Yan Mingshun playing basketball again, Wu Mei looked at the sky, walked towards the basketball court decisively, and found a vacant seat at the highest place in the stands to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, it happened that Yan Mingshun jumped up and stuffed the basketball into the frame like a dumpling, and coquettishly picked it up and stopped for a few seconds, the girls next to him were all screaming excitedly, deafening, Wu Mei covered his ears in a daze, and really couldn't understand the madness of these people.

If Wu Zhengsi hadn't gone home yet, she wouldn't want to come here to be polluted by this noise!

When Yan Mingshun jumped down from the rebound, he saw the eye-catching little girl on the stage, bored with her hands on her cheeks, and she didn't know where she was looking, she wasn't looking at him anyway, which made Yan Mingshun a little unhappy.

What are you doing when you come to the court and don't watch him play?

What could be a better view of other scenery than when he played?

On the court, Yan Mingshun is actually quite narcissistic, no, it should be said that Yan Mingshun himself is very narcissistic, in current terms, there is a 'sullen' heart hidden under the cold skin.

Yan Mingshun couldn't help but look at Wu Mei again, his eyes were still staring blankly ahead, unaware that he had become the scenery in the eyes of others, and many people diverted their attention from the court and looked at Wu Mei in unison.

Wu Mei was indeed in a daze, she was still thinking about the topic of entering and exiting the water, there were words in her mouth, her brain became paste, and she still didn't understand the water and water, and the more she thought about it, the more chaotic it became.

"Beware!"

A thunder sounded on the ground, and everyone looked at the murder weapon that flew towards Wu Mei quickly - the basketball in shock.

Yan Mingshun saw that Wu Mei was still in a daze, secretly screaming that it was not good, his long legs were like kangaroos, he stepped over the stands one after another, rushed towards Wu Mei, and shouted loudly: "Get down!" ”

Wu Mei suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet, and he could even hear the sound of inhalation, and couldn't help but look towards the court strangely, just when he heard Yan Mingshun's shout, and saw him running towards this side with a roar, looking quite funny, and couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Mingshun hates that iron does not become steel, he is really a fool, he didn't see such a big ball?

When Wu Mei noticed that something was wrong, the ball had already arrived in front of her, and she didn't even have time to block it, and the basketball was hitting her face.

'Bang'

Everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes, such a big ball smashed down, this beautiful little girl had to be smashed into a meatloaf!

Wu Mei didn't even snort and fell backwards, Yan Mingshun just arrived at the same time, he frowned in annoyance, the speed was still too slow, and the morning run in the future would be increased by another half an hour.