Chapter 54： in the dark

Wu Mei ran out of breath, her throat was a little sore, she stopped and walked slowly, the lotus root cake was still warm.

But thinking of the inexplicably missing one dime, Wu Meiya's gang hurts, and tomorrow morning when I put on clothes, I still have two cents. This money has no legs, it can't fly away by itself, and it can't be taken out of the pocket. When it fell out, the pockets of the clothes made by He Biyun were so deep that they couldn't even jump out.

Wu's brows were furrowed tightly. She couldn't understand how the dime disappeared. What's more, she owed Mei Shuhan five cents now, but she had to pay it back.

She didn't even want to ask for He Biyun, she didn't want to fight, it seemed that she could only ask Wu Zhengsi for it. Looking at the shriveled pockets, Wu Mei gritted her teeth, and simply did not do it again and again, to get herself more pocket money. Money, there is no sense of security without money.

As soon as he walked into the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Wu Mei heard the shouting. You didn't have to look to know that it must be Yan Mingshun playing basketball again. Wu Mei looked at the sky, walked decisively towards the basketball court, and found it at the top of the stand. Sit down in an empty seat.

Just sitting down, Yan Mingshun happened to jump up and put the basketball into the frame like dumplings, and clambered on it for a few seconds. The girls next to him were all screaming with excitement, deafening, and their eyebrows were covered. My ears are in a daze, I really can'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 off the backboard, he saw the little girl who was watching attention on the stage. She rested her cheeks in both hands boredly. She didn't know where she was looking. Anyway, she wasn't looking at him, which made Yan Mingshun a little uncomfortable.

What do you do when you come to the court without watching him play?

Can other scenery look better than him playing?

On the court, Yan Mingshun is actually quite narcissistic. No, it should be said that Yan Mingshun himself is very narcissistic. In today's words, there is a 'suffocating' heart hidden under the cold skin.

Yan Mingshun couldn't help but looked at Wu Mei again, his eyes still staring blankly ahead, unaware that he had become a sight in the eyes of others. Wu Mei.

Wu Mei was really in a daze. She was still thinking about the issue of water in and out. She was talking about something, her mind became mucus.

"Be careful!"

There was a sound of thunder on the ground, and everyone looked in shock at the weapon, the basketball, which was flying towards Wu Mei.

Seeing that Wu Mei was still in a daze, Yan Mingshun cried out badly. 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, so he could not help but look towards the court strangely, just in time to hear Yan Mingshun's shout, and saw him rushing towards this side, his appearance was quite funny , burst out laughing.

Yan Mingshun hated that iron could not become steel, he really was a fool, didn't he see such a big ball?

When Wu Mei noticed something was wrong, the ball was already in front of her, she couldn't even block it, and the basketball was hitting her in the face.

'boom'

Everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes, smashing such a big ball down, this beautiful little girl can't even be smashed into a meat pie!

Wu Mei fell backwards without even humming. Yan Mingshun just happened to arrive. He frowned in annoyance. The speed was still too slow, and he would add another half hour to the morning run in the future.