Urban Young Fairy

"The war army, already someone."

Outside the basketball court, two boys and one girl, standing outside the stadium, holding a basketball in their arms, looking at the scene in front of them, a boy with a slightly thin body and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, slightly frown.

He seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with this basketball court being occupied.

On three people, from clothes to shoes, all the water is a famous brand.

"Which people are doing, isn't it just grabbing a field? It's not been robbed before." The boy, the boy named the army, spoke in a screaming voice.

He is tall, one meter eighty-five, wearing a white sweatshirt, the muscles exposed outside, full of a burst of feeling.

Especially his face, with a mature and perseverance that does not belong to his age, eyes look at a group of people who are playing basketball, full of wild and uninhibited.

"Well, it makes sense. Although it seems that they are more people." The boy in glasses reached out and pushed the frame.

At this time, behind him, a boy rushed over in a hurry, holding four bottles of freshly bought drinks, three bottles of cola, a bottle of orange juice, and a busy opening: "Ange! Junge! Poetry blue!"

"You are going so fast, I almost can't catch up."

"This is a drink, come and come."

The boy wore a limited edition jersey, licking his face and laughing, and divided the drink in his hand.

The girl named Shi Lan turned a blind eye: "I didn't say it? Don't call me poetry blue, I am not so familiar with you."

Inside the poem blue is a white short-sleeved T-shirt with a denim shirt on the outside and a pair of jeans on the lower body. The lines are very beautiful and the figure is good. The looks are the kind of look that makes people feel unbearable. Moved to look like a gaze.

She is tied with a single pony tail, squatting on her body, full of youthful vitality.

"Yes, yes, isn't this a slogan?" The boys were accompanied by smiles, and they were afraid of getting in front of them. They were afraid that they would be angry and it would be bad.

"Jiang Sizhen, we are going to grab the field, do you want to help?" After taking over the cola, the Wu war army sipped a big mouth, stood there, exhaled a sigh of relief, and took a nap.

Juxingan, who wears glasses, nodded. "With you, we have four people."

When Jiang Sijun heard this, he looked at the few people who played there and suddenly said: "You don't have to take a break. These people I know, I will talk about it, let them give up the game."

After finishing the conversation, Jiang Siyu stepped forward and walked over to the basketball court.

"Hey! Brother, do you run out of basketball so early, don't you get tired? Can you give up the basketball court and let us play first?" Jiang Siyu looked at the Chuhan and others on the other side, his face was laughing. Dating, but deep in the eye, there is still some disdain.

The old man of Jiang Sizhen is the boss of Bainan Real Estate Company in Bainan County. In the entire Bainan County, more than 40% of the houses were developed by him.

It can be said that the background is deep and there is a lot of money in the family.

He relies on one of the money, and those who play together are mostly rich at home, and the people of Chuhan are not a circle at all.

"Oh, it’s Jiang Ge, I’m sorry, we’re here, we haven’t played enough.”

When I saw Jiang Sizhen, someone licked his mouth and smiled at him.

Just like Jiang Sizhen’s incompetence with the students who didn’t have any money at home, these guys couldn’t understand the appearance of Jiang Sifei’s flying.

Those who play basketball, there are fewer shoulder bags, and no one will think about going to occupy the light of Jiang Sishen, plus the poor evaluation of Jiang Sifeng, and a lot of beautiful girls in the eyebrows, it is very attractive.

At this time, when I heard Jiang Sizhen’s words, naturally someone stood up and looked disdainful.

"Little ginger, it seems that you have the right to speak, it seems not so heavy." Ju Xing'an pushed the glasses frame, faint.

Jiang Siwei accompanied him and smiled. His face was suddenly white and white. He pressed the fire: "Would you like this, brother, I will give you two hundred dollars. You go to the Internet cafe, you will pay for the money. How about?" ?"

"Two hundred dollars? Jiang Siwei, you want more, really think that money is omnipotent? This basketball court we come first, if you want to play, you can, wait for us to finish!"

A boy stood up and heard the words of Jiang Sizhen. Everyone looked like an indignant look.

This is clearly being despised by people.

In the usual, everyone is estimated to be embarrassing.

But today is different.

Including Chu Han, several people's eyes have passed over Jiang Sizhen, looking at the girl named Shi Lan who stood behind him.

The poetry blue is only the age of sixteen or seven, and whether it is the figure or appearance, or the youthful vitality revealed by her body, the students of Chu and Han have suddenly accelerated their heart.

My dear lady, it’s natural for people to behave like this.

Jiang Sizhen’s behavior is nothing more than trying to express himself in front of this girl and stepping on others. This is to make Chuhan’s people happy.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Ginger's face was slightly stiff and his eyes were heavy.

While he was still thinking about how to get rid of the problem, the Wu war army behind him went straight up and strode away, shouting loudly: "I still say a fart, grab the field."

"Hey, a few of you! The field is that you are here first, but we want to play, you don't let it, then simply point, come to three to three, grab the field!"

"One team of five goals, advanced to win ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how!"

The Wu war army is very loud and full of power.

"I agree." Juxingan nodded. His height was only about one meter and seventy-two. He stood beside the warrior army and held a basketball. His face was very calm.

"I can do it too!" Jiang Sizhen shouted, seemingly swearing his own team problem.

He glanced at the poem blue over there, and the poem blue did not matter. He drank orange juice and didn't say anything.

"Don't dare! You six people, you can go up twice, how!" Wu Zhanjun's voice is very rough, full of killing, full of excitement: "If you don't dare, then let the old man go out! Mom! 怂!!"

Wu war army.

Jiang Sijun had a support from the Wu war army and shouted: "Don’t dare to get out!

"Well, pick up the goods." Juxingan nodded, a calm look.

"Play it! Who is afraid of you!" Chuhan, a boy saw, swearing.

"Well, come on."

Wu Zhanjun, Ju Xing'an and Jiang Sizhen went over.

Ju Xing'an threw the basketball in his hand to Shi Lan, letting her go to the side to take a shot.

Shi Lan took a basketball and walked to the side. He squinted at the teenager sitting on the stone bench. He was slightly curious: "Hey, how come you have no reaction?"

The poem blue is full of curiosity. There, the three warriors have already reached the basketball court.

(End of this chapter)