Campus Basketball Storm (Part 3)

"Qin Yan!"

Qin Yan raised her head when she heard this, and the teacher's slightly angry face was the teacher.

"Qin Yan, you played the wrong four notes just now. What's wrong with you today?" The teacher stood up from the piano bench.

Qin Yan lowered his head when he could feel the questioning gaze around him.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Perhaps the teacher also felt that his tone was a little stern, and asked in a soft voice.

Qin Yan shook his head without saying a word, then stood up, lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I want to leave first."

The air was silent for a while, and the teacher's voice sounded again, and he said with a sigh: "Then you get off get out of class first, adjust your emotions before you come to class."

Qin Yan picked up the small backpack hanging next to the piano table and walked out of the classroom with a blank expression.

Looking up at the sky, Qin Yan shook her head, showing a smile as if she was self-deprecating. What's wrong with me? How could I become so embarrassed?

As he stared at the slowly floating clouds in the sky, Qin Yan's thoughts returned to yesterday.

In fact, Qin Yan was very happy yesterday. It should be said that he was very happy. Before taking a nap at noon, Qin Yan received a call from Yan Yufeng. It was a code number. It just rang three times and stopped making a sound.

Looking at his mother who was walking back to the room with complaints, Qin Yan secretly walked to the phone. Sure enough, the phone rang again, and Qin Yan quickly picked up the phone, so he heard his voice for a long time.

On the phone, he asked foolishly if he was fine and if he had any unhappy things, or he was giggling and not mentioning his outstanding performance in the game.

Qin Yan didn't say anything, but kept urging him not to stop. The only thing she thought about now was to hear the sound coming from him from the other end of Nanjing.

Time is fast and opportunity is rare. The two of them chatted sweetly for half an hour before their mother came out to complain. Qin Yan hung up the phone reluctantly. Then she had to hide her true mood, return to her room with a normal look, and then carefully took out the long-lost poster from the closet.

His altitude!

His arrogant momentum, his flying posture, and his eyes.

It makes me look like my heart beats every time I see it.

Maybe, maybe, I'm really going to start falling in love.

Qin Yan thought in a daze.

In the afternoon, the weather was still very good, and Qin Yan, who was in great mood, decided to go shopping. Although she usually liked to stay at home alone, playing the piano and humming songs, she created a place in her mind that she thought was the most beautiful.

But today Qin Yan couldn't sit down. His smile was always floating in front of his eyes, and his voice kept ringing in his ears, making him feel uneasy. His eyes unconsciously glanced at the poster still on the bed. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qin Yan's mind.

Soon, Qin Yan had turned his thoughts into decisions. After washing and dressing up in a hurry, Qin Yan said a random excuse and walked out of the door with his mother's nagging advice.

The sky is blue, and the sun shines on the ground, making it a beautiful white light. In the shade between the green, Qin Yan wanders freely on the road. From a distance, the long skirt of blue like ceiling seems not to be the product of this spring and summer social interaction, but at this time it is impossible to think of other things.

Because, it looks really beautiful.

In fact, Qin Yan has an amazing classical temperament that exists in her body. Her leisurely smile, her naturally curled hair, and her incredible figure are as beautiful as a person in a painting under the long dress.

The long-term gaze of the pedestrian seemed to not exist in Qin Yan's eyes. She was still walking quietly at her pace, step by step, comfortable and elegant.

Feng Jing looked at it from afar, sighing in his heart that the Creator of this world could have created such a perfect and quiet beauty. After calming down the gods, Feng Jing finally shouted out: "Hi, Yan'er!"

Qin Yan raised his head when he heard the sound and immediately saw Feng Jing with a smile on his face. It was rare. He didn't feel any displeasure in his heart and nodded at him.

Feng Jing was overjoyed, looked around and ran over quickly from the other side of the road.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see you here!" Feng Jing laughed.

"Why do you say that?" Qin Yan looked at the fake brother who was breathless in surprise.

"Oh, usually you should be staying at home and learning the piano now!" Feng Jing explained with a smile.

"Oh!" Qin Yan answered and continued walking forward alone.

Feng Jing touched his head, followed up as he was used to it, and continued, "Yan'er, where are you going now?"

"Buy something!" Qin Yan answered concisely.

"Do you want me to accompany you brother? You have to know that there are too many bad people now!" Feng Jing said with a slander.

Qin Yan sided his head and looked at Feng Jing. The latter immediately raised his chest, pretending to be Confucius' powerful, paused, and said, "You seem to be from the basketball school team, are you?"

Feng Jing immediately got excited and made a shooting move, saying, "Of course, it's like a fake one."

"Okay, I want to buy something in Shinkwang, are you going?"

"Go, go, why don't you go?" Feng Jing replied repeatedly, but muttered in his heart: You're right, when did Qin Yan like to go out alone?

Along the way, the rate of turning back was 100%. Feng Jing smiled and tried hard to show the glorious image of a pair of golden boys and jade girls to the pedestrians. He was so proud in his heart. He really didn't feel tired of listening to a hundred people.

Taking to the street with a beautiful woman is equivalent to injecting confidence as broad as a sea-like image of her handsome guy. It is really cool! What's more, it's hard to get close to the second lady of the Qin family who said a few words.

"Which floor is the one selling sports goods?" Qin Yan asked with a frown as she looked at the endless crowds and was full of people.

"Sixth Floor!" Feng Jing was stunned, but he replied quickly. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Qin Yan had already started walking towards the elevator. He shook his head with a bitter smile. The two sisters of the Qin family have huge differences in personality, but their personalities are the same. They never pay attention to others after asking, and they are so arrogant.

When I came to the sixth floor, I looked around and saw that there were a lot fewer people. After all, sports products are still a relatively high consumer item, and ordinary people would not reach here at all.

Qin Yan was walking on the white floor and following the brand stores one by one. Suddenly, Qin Yan was a little annoyed, stopped, turned around, frowned and said, "Which brand is better?"

Feng Jing, behind him, was watching around, wanting to see what new styles have been launched recently. He said casually: "Adi, Nike is considered a first-tier brand, Reebok can also be considered a first-tier brand, such as Converse, Puma, Wenbao, etc., even second-tier brands, the grades are different, and the prices are the same. The prices of first-tier and second-tier, the same things are basically around 200 yuan to 500 yuan. In fact, their quality is similar, and they are looking at whether the styles are novel or not, whether there are many stars under it, and whether they are famous. For example, I just like McGrady, so I only buy Adidas products."

Speaking of this thing, Feng Jing is considered a family in the industry.

"Oh! That `````." Qin Yan wanted to stop talking.

"What?" Feng Jing looked at Qin Yan strangely. It was the first time in his life that he could see this Bing sister showing such an expression.

"Nothing." Qin Yan finally gave up. She thought that as long as it was bought by herself, he would definitely like it. Why ask more about which star he liked?

"Look, this one is very good. Look, it's still a ring-fork-shaped one. It's so beautiful. This tennis jersey!" Feng Jing praised at a sky blue tennis jersey hanging in the Puma store in front of him.

Qin Yanbutt didn't even raise it, but looked forward and said, "Where is the Nike store?"

"Oh, hehe, right in front." Feng Jing led the way and walked ahead.

When the two arrived at the Nike store, Qin Yan began to cheer up and buy.

Feng Jing became more and more confused as he looked at it. At present, he still didn't know whether Qin Yan was buying men's or women's clothes. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be buying men's items, but he really couldn't figure out who Qin Yan bought for?

Uncle Qin? You are right. In my own impression, Uncle Qin is a standard Patriot missile! Then Jin Yan? Stop joking. Qin Yan's attitude towards him is well known to everyone. Where is there anyone else?

Who has such a great charm that can let this beauty come and buy clothes for him in person?

A series of questions were circling in Feng Jing's mind.

Qin Yan didn't know that Feng Jing was already surprised by her current behavior. She was just thinking that with Feng Jing beside her, her choice would have a clear and clear goal. She was 16 years old, after all, she was still too simple.

What she was upset now was not the huge questions she had attracted, but the clothes that dazzled her, couldn't choose, full of the atmosphere of the times, and were full of coolness.

Besides, I have never bought men's clothes and I have no idea how to start.

"Feng Jing!" Qin Yan was really undecided and attacked Feng Jing. The sloppy Feng Jing immediately came over. "Which of these three items do you think looks better?"

Looking at Qin Yan's look of expectation and inquiry, Feng Jing immediately made up his mind to figure out who Yan'er was buying clothes for and what their relationship was like. As Jin Yan's good friend, he knew very well what Jin Yan was thinking. At this time, if he didn't put in some effort, he would be really not a buddy.

"It depends on who you bought it for what color you like." Feng Jing said slowly, his eyes deliberately not looking at Qin Yan, for fear that he would see his true thoughts.

"What color do you like?" Qin Yan didn't see Feng Jing's eyes at all, and lowered his head and thought.

"How tall is he?" Feng Jing became more and more frightened as he looked at it. It seemed that there was really someone in this Ya Ni.

"It's about 1.9 meters!" Qin Yan seemed to remember Yan Yufeng talking about his height once. At that time, his expression was so cute. As he thought about it, Qin Yan couldn't help but smile.

It's over, it's over, it's really over! Feng Jing kept screaming in his heart, it seems that there must be. Feng Jing changed his mind again, which place in Beiyang Ding is 1.9 meters tall? Besides, he is just as old as himself?

"Hey!" Qin Yan looked at Feng Jing with a strange expression and called out a little angry.

"Ah```, Oh, hehe!" Feng Jing laughed repeatedly, covered it up, and then looked at the clothes, and couldn't help but say happily: "This hat suit should be the latest one. Look, it looks the same as the one next to it, but if you look carefully, the sleeve line is wavy, which gives people a sense of power. The shape of the hat is slightly square, not conical, which looks more generous, especially when worn by people of height, it looks very decent and fluttering. Look at the bottom of the clothes, it obviously looks outward. This is another very fashionable style. The color is very simple, just black. At the corners of the sleeves and the clothes, there are several small places, but the conspicuous places are pure white. Although there are only a few places, it shows the central idea of ​​this dress, that is, the two evil spirits of black and white!"

"That's right, this is Nike's latest black and white double evil hat head outfit. Wow, I'm so lucky! I didn't expect that I would come across such a top-notch today. I heard that this is limited to sale! Wow,`````````````` I can't stand it!" Feng Jing, who was excited and said, did not care about Qin Yan and Nike store staff who were surprised and stared at the sight of him, and he immediately touched it with his hands. He looked like a very mentally ill patient.

"How much does it cost!" Although Qin Yan was a little shocked by Feng Jing's, he looked at the clothes again, and it felt much cooler than the two next to him. He couldn't help but turn around and ask the staff.

"Hello, Miss, this dress is ```````," the staff reached out to flip the bottom of the clothes, turned around and said, "One, four hundred and eighty-eight, no discount!"

"1488?" Even Feng Jing, who was spending money, was shocked when he heard it. However, when his eyes returned to the clothes, he couldn't help but say excitedly: "It's definitely worth it!"

"Let's go to another house, miss, I'm sorry!" Qin Yan didn't think so. It was so expensive that she didn't bring so much money at all.

"Oh, what a pity!" Feng Jing looked at the clothes hanging on the wall reluctantly, and couldn't help but lick his tongue and sighed. He sighed because he knew that he could not afford this clothes. If it was the latest limited edition shoes, he might be a little impulsive at this price. After all, shoes are the theme, but the clothes are really reluctant to let go, although this clothes really look cool.

Looking at Qin Yan who had already walked away, Feng Jing shook his head, got up and trotted after him.

"Wait!" A girl's voice recalled behind her.

Feng Jing turned around and saw a very pretty girl standing behind her. Feng Jing felt very familiar because he had always had a very memory of beauty, but the person in front of him forced him to stop thinking.

Because the girl in front of her was staring at him with a very gentle gaze that made Feng Jing feel very soft, which immediately gave him a strange impulse.

"Hello, when you introduced this dress just now, I also heard a few words next to you. Can you say a few more words?" the girl asked in a very soft voice.

"No problem, I can't know it all!" Feng Jing tried hard to show his sunniest side, and said with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

"Is this the latest one?" the girl asked while looking at the dress.

"That's right, and it's a limited edition. It's small in quantity and will not be produced after selling it. It's very rare!" Feng Jing said with a twelve-pointed spirit, taking the opportunity to look forward two steps, and a girl's body fragrance immediately floated into her nostrils.

"Wow, the best, it's just as good as Qin Yan and Lan'er! And it's super gentle! I like it ```````````````." Feng Jing's heart was screaming.
To be continued...