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When Xia Chan cried,

Author: 123 luolo 32 1+0

Chapter 1 First Meeting

Updated on August 3rd, 2009 17: 56: 24 words: 62 19.

The first summer vacation of freshman year, the long-awaited free summer vacation has finally arrived! Although Wang Zijing's dormitory signed up for a summer training class, he finally couldn't stand boring's class. boring's lecturers all packed up and went home to enjoy the free air and pleasant summer, except Wang Zijing. "I'm sorry to leave you alone here." A roommate who left last said so. King Jing saw that his eyes were full of sympathy. ......

What's wrong with a person? On the afternoon of July 24th, Prince Jing went to the stadium with a basketball in his arms. The weather at night is very cool and comfortable. This school is the largest university in this area and has the most courses, so there are often foreign schools or junior high school students coming to the school to play. Now the whole stadium is very lively. Wang Zijing found a clearing and began to fight alone. Not long after, I heard someone shouting at the venue next door: "Hey, classmate, play ball? One person is missing. " King Jing turned around and saw that there were five people in a field next to him, three dozen and one less. They seem to have just arrived, some lean and some muscular. Wang Zijing noticed a man in a red jersey, not tall but slim, with the charm of basketball. He should play well, maybe he is a very powerful point guard. "Very good." King Jing agreed. Put the ball under their basket together. I looked up and saw three girls standing under the basket. It looks good at first glance, probably with it. After grouping, Wang Zijing and a handsome man with silver hair and a white sweatshirt, a group of tall black men. The other party is the muscular man, the cold-faced man in the red uniform, and a brother who wears glasses and can't guess his mind. His expression is too quiet. The white jersey began to make a free throw, and the muscular man said to the tall black man, "Look at me." ...