He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 68 [067] It's finally over

 Every time a ball is scored, the referee will serve the ball again, thus ensuring that everyone has a chance to shoot.

But An Yeran didn't seem to think so, and she started arguing with Yu Chao.

As long as Yu Chao got the ball, she would block him.

There's no way you can score a goal from her.

"You bastard, you fucking bastard..." Before Yu Chao could finish his curse, An Yeran snatched the ball from his arms with a sneer and passed it to Zhao Jie. He turned around and whispered, "Don't leave after the end. See you at the back door, Brother Chao."

"Let's meet!" He is a 1.7 meter tall man, how can he be afraid of An Yeran, a scoundrel? !
Even if he had a trauma when he was a child, he is so old now, and he has been playing basketball for many years. Who knows how much his physique has been. Wait, he will definitely teach An Yeran a lesson!
"Don't be angry," An Yeran smiled when he saw his eyes, "If you are full of anger, how can you eat anything else?"

Yu Chao snorted, "Don't be too confident."

So an hour passed, and No. 12 Middle School scored a total of 58 goals, Nan High School had 24, and No. 1 Middle School only had 7 goals.

It was An Yeran who gave in for Su Ming's sake.

It was already past three in the afternoon and the hottest hour had passed. The breeze brought moisture from the sea, making my skin finally feel a little more comfortable.

An Yeran got a little tanned, and her exposed arms and the skin underneath were two different colors. For a girl who loves beauty, this is simply unbearable.

An Yeran was fine, because she could go back home very quickly.

Yu Chao was heavily targeted in the individual performance match. Not only An Yeran and Zhao Jie, but the two boys from Nan Gao were also more reasonable and blocked him intentionally or unintentionally on the court. Su Ming couldn't help.

"Shh!!" With the referee's whistle, this junior high school basketball league came to an end. From tomorrow on, it will be the high school competition, and it has nothing to do with An Yeran and the others.

On the big screen, the system was calculating the comprehensive evaluation scores of the six contestants, and the result was no surprise.

An Yeran jumped directly from the stadium into the audience seats, and the girls on the same team immediately came over with water, "Yeran, you're awesome!"

"Have a drink! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Zhao Jie usually looks stupid, but I didn't expect his personal performance to be so outstanding."

"Are you interested?"

"go to hell."

An Yeran drank water and watched the other girls joking around. Zhao Jie was so tired that he was speechless. This exhibition match was much more difficult than the regular season.

The coach snorted coldly, "You're lucky you didn't die of pain."

An Yeran said: "I just said I can do it."

"Are you confident again?"

An Yeran: "...Why does it feel like this word becomes derogatory when it comes out of your mouth?"

The team members were about to say something else when suddenly there was some commotion in the crowd in front of them, mixed with a few girls' screams.

Then, a white and slender hand gently pushed aside the turbulent crowd, and the young man walked over.

It's Shen Mo.

He held a towel in his hand.

Shen Mo is now quite tall, almost as tall as Lu Xiu, with handsome features, looking like a very elegant gentleman. However, he is still the same as when he was a child, quite cold towards others, making people feel that he is very difficult to approach.

"Wipe it." The young man said, throwing the towel on An Yeran's head.

He is also in the voice change period, and his voice has become much lower.

"Who is this?"

"It looks like he's from No. 1 Middle School. He's wearing a school uniform."

"I just heard from someone that he is from the senior high school of No. 1 Middle School and just came back from participating in the National Mathematical Olympiad."

"?? So awesome?!"

The boy never paid any attention to the discussions.

An Yeran wiped the sweat off his forehead, walked over and pulled him to sit down. The venue needed to be tidied up before the awards ceremony could begin.

"It's been a long time since we last met. Did you bring the things?" An Yeran asked.

The boy said, "I did. I didn't expect you to win the women's championship."

"Yeah, you're pretty good too. I heard from Uncle Shen that you won the National Olympic Championship." The girl hung the towel around her neck, opened a can of soda, and took a sip. "According to what we agreed before, what should you call me now?"

She turned her head and smiled, like a smug cat.

Shen Mo paused, looking at her with his dark eyes without blinking. The girl in his eyes had become much prettier, and she often had a smug and cunning smile on her face. Every time she took advantage of him, she would be proud for a long time, and she had no awareness of being a sister at all.

"I didn't agree to that." Shen Mo retracted his gaze and said lightly: "You said it yourself."

An Yeran raised an eyebrow and sighed, "It's really hard to hear 'Sister Ran' these days. You were cuter when you were a kid."

Shen Mo curled his lips slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, leaned down, and said in a low voice with magnetism: "It's a pity that I have grown up."

An Yeran: "..."

"Take your claws away."

After sitting for a while, I was finally able to go on stage to receive the award.

The top three in individual performance were An Yeran from No. 12 Middle School, a student from Nan Gao, and Yu Chao from No. 1 Middle School.

As for why this person made it into the top three, An Yeran didn't want to delve into the reasons.

Sponsors? Do I need to think about it?
An Yeran was holding the trophy and a beautifully packaged gift box.

After working so hard for so long, I finally got this thing.

After all the competitions were over, there would be a group photo, but An Yeran was too lazy to take the photo. Yu Chao also thought that he had lost face, so he glared at her and was unwilling to take part in the photo.

An Yeran's lips curled up.

What a coincidence, so now I should be able to have a good chat with this Mr. Yu.

　The last update. That's all.

　　Today is almost 4,000 words again, which can be considered a burst of updates... (→→)

　　The National Day holiday is coming to an end. How is your homework going? Come on! If you don't have any homework, I will cheer you up.

  　　
  　
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