"Oh, is there any other color for the clothes?" the girl asked again, and went to touch the texture of the clothes.

"Of course not. This is the name of the dress, and the name of the Black Hundred Shuangsha. Of course, it can only be found in this color! Look, this dress is suitable for spring, autumn and winter. From the perspective of color and style, it must be very cool to wear on it, and it is definitely the focus!" When he said this, Feng Jing suddenly saw the girl's eyes lit up, and then asked again: "This dress is quite expensive, you have to think about it carefully!"

"If it was as you said, I would definitely buy it!" The girl smiled and looked at the clothes seriously and said.

"Oh, is that?" Feng Jing responded embarrassedly. He could feel that the girl's determination to buy this dress had been confirmed from the lit up of her eyes.

"It looks really good. Thank you, oh, your girlfriend seems to be waiting for you!" The girl pointed forward generously and then said, "Oh, she has come over, I'm so embarrassed." After that, Chong Fengjing smiled apologetically.

Feng Jing looked at the girl blankly. He was not stunned because of the girl's smile, but the precocious puberty that appeared when the girl spoke, which was inconsistent with her age.

She completely misunderstood the relationship between Qin Yan and herself. When she saw Qin Yan coming, she immediately thought it was something and smiled apologetically at herself. Be good, what a precocious girl! Feng Jingxin was shouting.

Qin Yan was a little angry, but her expression was still so calm. Originally, she would not express what she thought in her heart at will. This was almost an instinct in her heart.

Qin Yan casually stroked the girl's face, looked at Feng Jing who was smiling apologizing, and said, "I called you twice!"

"Sorry, she asked me about the characteristics of this dress! Haha!" Feng Jing spread his hands and looked helpless.

With Feng Jing's words, Qin Yan and the girl couldn't help but stare at each other's faces almost at the same time. Qin Yan was just stunned because she felt that the person in front of her had a soft look and felt indescribable.

The girl was shocked by the girl, who was even one line higher than herself, was so beautiful. Even as a girl, she was shocked by her super classical beauty just now.

Qin Yan turned around and said, "Let's go, there's not much time left!"

"Oh, oh!" Feng Jing didn't dare to slow down anything. He glanced at the girl, saying goodbye, and then turned around and chased after her.

The two girls who were destined to start to get entangled are like this. When they see each other, they will separate immediately after they are so inadvertently. No one knows whether the next meeting will still be so harmonious?

Su Xue looked at the pair, smiled, turned around, looked at the clerk standing beside him and said, "Can you swipe the card here?"

"Of course!" said the staff with a very professional smile.

"Oh, then help me get this one. Is it a size of 1.95 meters?"

"Of course there is, what is the height you bought for that person?"

"One meter 92." A very affirmative answer.

"Oh, Miss, you really know how to buy things. With such a height, you just fit the size of 195."

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"Oh, I remember who she is?" Feng Jing suddenly screamed, which caused surprise and stare at the people around him. Qin Yan also turned around and looked at him with a questioning look.

"Haha!" Feng Jing also found that he had lost his composure and shrugged his shoulders in a casual manner.

"What did you scream just now?" Qin Yan turned around and continued to look at her clothes and asked casually.

"Oh, nothing, I just remembered who the girl was just now." Feng Jing explained.

"Oh, who?" Qin Yan still didn't care.

"Yan Yufeng's girlfriend!" Feng Jing also focused on a row of shoe racks and replied casually.

It seemed as if time had stopped, as if the air was drained suddenly, and the whole space became vacuum, making people feel that everything was frozen, as if they stepped to a height of thousands of feet, and their whole body became cold. All the things seemed to feel so real that they could not be true in an instant. Qin Yan stretched out the hand that was stroking the clothes could not move at all.

"He is so beautiful, I really envy him!" Feng Jing's voice was floating, hitting Qin Yan's already frozen heart again and again.

"She is `````````````````?" Qin Yan asked in a voice that almost even her own, and her murmuring lips seemed to have frozen.

At this moment, Feng Jing did not notice the grayish expression of Qin Yan, who was usually calm, and continued to say unconsciously: "Looking at how he is, he must be buying things for Yan Yufeng, ha``````, Yan Yufeng is so happy! I see, the whole body of his playing basketball must be bought by her now. Wow, the black and white evil spirits! Tsk tsk``````````````````." Feng Jing continued to speak, full of envy.

Qin Yan's whole body was cold and she turned around silently. All her good moods disappeared in this instant.

"This dress is very good, Yan'er, what do you think!" Feng Jing pointed to a dress and turned his head excitedly and said.

When I turned around, there was no Qin Yan's figure. Looking at it, Qin Yan's figure slowly moved forward.

how so?

Why didn't he tell me?

Yufeng, are you lying to me?

How can you do this?

Is this true? Or is everything just now an illusion?

Qin Yan was completely in a state of confusion in his mind, and he moved forward in an instinctive manner, even Feng Jing's shouting behind him was silenced.

"Where are you going?" Feng Jing shouted behind him.

Qin Yan suddenly began to run forward. This place, the air, the people, and the faces here were all so suffocating that he could no longer bear it for a minute or a second.

"Where are you going?" Feng Jing was blocked by the crowd, and could only shout helplessly to Qin Yan, who was gradually disappearing in the crowd.

What exactly happened? What did I say just now?

Feng Jing asked himself in trouble.

Qin Yan closed his eyes and leaned weakly against a tree. The weather was as good as it was then, but in Qin Yan's eyes, it was gray and wanted people to shout out loud.

What should I do? Can anyone tell me? Sister, it would be great if you were there, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.

It turns out that love is such a painful thing.

On the way home, Qin Yan didn't know how to get back. She was completely in chaos.

Everything was a mess. When she got home, she didn't know how to live. In this regard, Qin Yan was really at a loss. She didn't know what to do or how to stabilize her emotions. She just kept asking herself.

What exactly happened?

Today, when Qin Yan was energetic to learn the piano, she still didn't wake up. When she walked out of the classroom, Qin Yan looked at the white clouds in the sky and suddenly shook. A thought gradually became clear in her chaotic mind. Slowly, all her mind was completely injected into it.

I want to go to Nanjing to find him, and I want to ask him clearly in person.

A crazy and straightforward idea formed like this.

For Qin Yan, this idea was extremely crazy. A girl who had never traveled alone and had a very quiet personality was going to a provincial capital city to find someone. The motivation to push her was love, which should be a game for adults. Regardless of success or failure of this matter, Qin Yan completely pushed herself to the dead end without mercy.

But now Qin Yan didn't realize the consequences of this at all. Her chaotic emotions seemed to have received a strange call, and they were all gathered together.

Qin Lan once said that Yan'er looks weak, but she inherited her father's stubbornness and tenacity from her bones. The thing she decided was that no one could change the roots, and she would do everything possible to achieve her wish.

Qin Yan, who had already decided to make it, began to speed up her pace, and her spirit looked much better. Deep in her heart, she believed that as long as she appeared, Yan Yufeng would turn around and turn to her, because she hadn't told him that she liked you yet.

Everything is based on blind confidence, then destruction has arrived.

This is what the young Nietzsche said, but later, he was ruined by his great confidence.

This is the terrible thing about self-confidence.

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"A Jin! You should be more forceful, put your hands in a hard way, and pinch his waist! Did you hear that?" Hua Jun shouted loudly.

Che Jin, the protagonist, stood up when he heard the sound, his fierce expression on his face was covered with sweat. He didn't say anything, but just glanced at the coach, then bowed his body, nodded to his teammate Tian Guang in front of him, and signaled to continue.

Tian Guang, the number one scoring guard of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, is 1.98 meters tall, even higher than Che Jin. As a defender, his speed is naturally very terrifying. The score of 17.3 per game can also prove why he can stabilize the starting position.

But at this moment, his expression was bitter. He looked at the coach standing on the sidelines, turned around and looked at Che Jin, who was full of challenges. He couldn't help but grit his teeth with a bitter smile, and suddenly rushed to the left.

The left foot was exerting force. The ball and the hand holding it had already poked out half of the Che Jin, and their body was completely twisted. The teammates watching the game next to them couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's over!" Huang Yan, Daqianfeng, shouted.

Tian Guang, who had already passed by Che Jin, stopped and jumped up without any hesitation. His whole body still flew to the left with an inertia.

"Oh!" A bunch of sighs and surprises sounded next to it.

"Down!" Che Jin's unique rough voice sounded in the huge stadium, and then a ball was shot out.

The ball flew out obliquely, hit the wall, made another loud noise, and then rolled on the floor.

Tian Guang gasped heavily, turned his head to look at the coach, and begged: "Coach, you can't do it if you support the 20th volcano. I'm almost tortured to death by A Jin."

"Go and do it quickly, and then think about how to get rid of A Jin's defense and throw the ball out." Hua Jun did not feel pity, and pointed to the open space without any mercy, signaling Tian Guang to start corporal punishment.

"Oh my God!" Tian Guang howled, looking like he was about to die, and walked towards the open space.

"It's useless. Ten chances, as long as you shoot the ball four times. If you don't count as entering or not, you will be qualified. You won't even know. Oh, you're so stupid!" Center Wang Zhen ridiculed.

"Go and try it, throw it away! A Jin, I've pinched my waist so hard that I can't jump up!" Tian Guang crouched in dissatisfaction.

Hua Jun waved to Che Jin, and when he came to him, he stared at him tightly. Suddenly, "I have said it many times, pinching my waist is not hugging my waist. Why do you touch your hands with both hands? Put one hand between his waist and ribs. Before he exerts force, you have to exert force first, make his waist soft and he can't jump. Why are you not focused just now? It's really thorough!" At the end of his words, Hua Jun did not forget to make a stimulating sentence.

Che Jin hummed heavily in his nose, but did not refute.

Hua Jun knew the personality of this proud disciple. During training, no matter what you say, as long as he knew that this was something he had to master, he would not say nothing and just express it with practical actions.

"Go again, people need to stick it up, tightly. Now, you can master how to deal with the center forward with the turn of the back. Azhen, go, you can get ten balls and four of them into the right place, or twenty of them support!" Hua Jun said fiercely.

"Ah! No, coach, why is it me?" Wang Zhen immediately became depressed, and Tian Guang, who was doing a slap on the ground, immediately laughed wildly.

"Come on!" Che Jin took action on Wang Zhen.

"Big guy, remember to save some face!" Wang Zhen said with a bitter face when he knew he could not avoid it.

Watching Che Jin continue to start training, a faint smile flashed across Hua Jun's face.

After carefully watching the next opponent and the video of the game at Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, Hua Jun spent one night to sort out the pre-war plan, and it immediately turned into a variety of training projects.
To be continued...