Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

After Chapter 3 v.3 leaves, I will never touch basketball again

Yuan Ye stayed up all night.

It wasn't that Yuan Yeyi didn't want to sleep, but that he really couldn't sleep.

My heart was filled with boredom, but I couldn't find the source.

It continued like this until the scheduled alarm clock rang, and Yuan Yeyi sat up from the bed with some dark circles in his eyes.After packing up my luggage, I made three simple breakfasts, picked up my own, and dragged my luggage to go out.

The time to arrive at the imperial enterprise was 07:30 in the morning. Yuan Ye went back to the dormitory first. When she was packing her things, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the dormitory. Touching the chest of the person behind him: "Hey, our good-looking representative is back? The captain's words are indeed accurate. He said that he will see you when he comes back, which is really true."

Yuan Yeyi smelled sweat.

She frowned, and removed Ling Jianghan's hand from her neck with a cold expression, "You stink so much, don't touch me."

"Yo, I still hate it! You go to train for two hours without stopping, it's probably smellier than me, who would hate it." Ling Jianghan raised his voice a little, but smiled from Yuan Ye Turned over the bed, picked up a change of clothes and rushed to the bathroom: "By the way, the captain asked me to tell you that our great principal is looking for you, and told you to go to the principal's office immediately after you come back, and then go to training! I will wash it first. Take a shower, shit, I hate the smell of sweat..."

headmaster?Yuan Ye pondered for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, there was a thin smile in his eyes again, "Didn't you say before that it's a sign of a man? Why, aren't you afraid you won't be able to find a girlfriend?"

"The captain doesn't allow him to have a girlfriend... Now I can only be obsessed! I won't tell you, go out quickly, or the coach will get mad again."

Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows, closed the dormitory door, and walked towards the principal's office.

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Zhao Mingbo pushed the mirror frame, looked at Yuan Yeyi who came in and sat on the sofa after knocking on the door, with a trace of dissatisfaction on his serious face: "You are still so big or small."

"What relationship do we have, why do we need these fake things, don't you think so?" Yuan Ye leaned back on the sofa, smiling domineeringly.Lazy tone: "Say it, what do you want from me?"

"Your mother called me a few days ago and said that you are going to transfer schools. I want to ask you..."

"You don't need to ask. I know about it. I'm here to go through the formalities of withdrawing from school when I come back this time." Yuan Ye interrupted Zhao Mingbo's unfinished words in a very calm voice, with a look of indifference.

"You know? Why?" Zhao Mingbo was stunned for a while, and then he tried to persuade again: "Think again, you are very talented in basketball, and I am not exaggerating. Without good coaches and professional training like the imperial enterprise, you can have better development space in the imperial enterprise."

"I haven't thought about playing basketball again. After I leave, I won't touch basketball again, but I still thank my great principal for his kindness." There is a window on the side of the sofa, and the sunlight leaks in from the window. It was stained with a layer of faint light, which couldn't be seen clearly.

Only the firm, gentle and methodical voice reached his ears.

Zhao Mingbo was not just dumbfounded this time, he couldn't help but stand up: "Why, you obviously like basketball very much, I can tell, why didn't you play anymore? Parents? Or something else?"

"Principal Zhao, don't ask, these are all my own ideas." Yuan Ye smiled, and then said: "I want to ask you one thing, don't tell them about me—before I leave. "

Zhao Mingbo saw Yuan Yeyi's firmness, and all he could do was feel disappointed that a good seedling had died again, and his tone was a lot lower: "Okay, I respect your decision. But, you must remember I am an old man, it is good to come back and take a look when you have time, after all, I have lived here for nearly ten years."

"I'm going to another city." Yuan Ye stood up from the sofa, apologetic and regretful.

Is this really going to give up basketball completely?Zhao Mingbo was speechless.

Yuan Yeyi curled his lower lip at Zhao Mingbo indifferently. Compared to Zhao Boming, she was more chic as a client. She put both hands in her trouser pockets, and she was casually handsome: " I'm going to find them now, you are busy."

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of closing the door followed, and Zhao Boming was the only one left in the room.

Zhao Mingbo looked at it and couldn't help but sighed again.

There was a pity and a headache that couldn't be concealed between his brows and eyes.

The summer split...it's going to be difficult again.

He couldn't find anyone who could take Yuan Yeyi's place, and I believe that group of people would not agree.

(End of this chapter)