Just like dust

Chapter 317 The Good Times (2)

When Lan Luochen was in high school, he was a top talent in Shengyou, and he was also the captain of the school basketball team. He came to the basketball team to train every weekend.

Of course, Yu Pianran would not miss such a good opportunity, and she brought a few best friends with her, and stood in the audience seats on the second floor, cheering for Lan Luochen.

At that time, "Slam Dunk" was very popular.

Yu Pianran was wearing a camisole and a miniskirt with her navel exposed, waving two small balls in her hands, and while doing leg raising movements, she screamed: "Lan Luochen, Lan Luochen, I love you... ..."

From time to time, the nympho screamed exaggeratedly with tears in his eyes.

During the intermission, a tall guy from the basketball team came up to Lan Luochen, poked his arm and joked, "Look, Luochen, that little girl from the junior high school ran with her cheerleaders again." Here to cheer you up..."

"Are you saying you are too cold-blooded? The little girl has been chasing you for a whole year, bringing you breakfast in spring, drinks in summer, knitting scarves for you in autumn, and buying gloves for you in winter. You were so moved that tears filled your eyes, are you not moved at all?"

Beside Lan Luochen, there was a bottle of chilled freshly squeezed juice, which Yu Pianran brought out from home and secretly put it on the chair, but Lan Luochen didn't even look at the juice, He unscrewed the mineral water and poured it into his mouth.

The big tall man sighed and sighed: "You really don't have any feelings for her? If that's the case, then I'll go after her? I heard that the girl's birthday is next week. What do you think I should give her?" What? Necklace? Bracelet? Or..."

The tall man muttered to himself, not realizing that the expression of the boy beside him had become a little gloomy.

Lan Luochen tightly gripped the mineral water bottle in his hand, then threw it aside, got up and prepared to leave the basketball court.

At this time, the students watching the training next to them began to whisper with smirks on their faces.

"Look, isn't that Yu Pianran on the second floor? Look at those beautiful legs, they are thin and white. If I can touch them, I would be willing to die."

"Hey, brothers, let's take a gamble. Guess what color underwear Yu Pianran is wearing today? White, black? Or lace? Or T-shaped..."

However, before the boy finished speaking, he heard a "pa——" like a heavy slap on the boy's side face, shaking the boy dizzy twice, He knelt down on the ground with a bang.

Seeing this situation, the lewd smiles on the faces of the other boys instantly froze, and they quickly reached out to help the boy who was beaten up, and just wanted to ask, "What's the matter with you? Why is your mouth bleeding?"

But at this moment, those few people suddenly felt a pain in their knees, as if their muscles and bones had been cut by a knife blade, making them scream "Ah—" on the ground.

Lan Luochen held the towel in his left hand, subdued the silver halo faintly, glanced coldly at the boys kneeling at the door, grinning in pain, and threw the towel on on the chair.

"That's all for today's training. I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Saying that, regardless of the other team members, he picked up the backpack on the chair and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)