He seemed to have understood something.

pain.

it hurts.

Dong, swish.

Li Zheng scored easily with a layup.

Not to mention, this attack was quite comfortable.

The fast-paced passes were passed back and forth, and Jiang Qinghua was thrown away while flowing.

This ball is enjoyable.

"Good ball." Li Zheng rushed to Lin Yujing.

"Swish." Lin Yujing turned his head, hoping that Li Zheng would run out of his energy soon.

Qiao Bixia pressed Liu Xin and grabbed the ball, and threw it at Jiang Qinghua: "No, Jiang Shuai."

Bang.

The center entrance.

Jiang Qinghua did not struggle and fell to the ground.

"Why?!"

Several people hurriedly surrounded.

However, Jiang Qinghua looked straight into the sky in a daze, as if she did not feel the pain in her body.

He understood, he realized.

He was in pain, too.

He was humming something.

What a painful understanding.

You were all mine.

It's just my way back,

Every step,

They all left so lonely.

Suddenly, a roar suddenly came from the side of the playground.

"Liu Xin, come here!"

Not only Liu Xin, but also Li Zheng was so scared that he shrank his neck.

It's Qiao Sheng, and he and Hu Chunmei are preparing to leave school.

"Retribution... is coming..." Liu Xin sighed and walked over with his head down.

The game was suspended, Lin Yujing grabbed the ball and practiced layups with full fighting spirit.

Qiao Bixia was very worried about Jiang Qinghua and hugged him and shook him violently.

"Jiang Shuai, what's wrong? Let's say something." Qiao Bixia gritted her teeth and outlined a picture of iron-bone tenderness between her shaking her thick lips. "Li Zheng, please help me press it, I'll breathe artificially."

Artificial respiration is artificial respiration.
Chapter completed!