Chapter 446
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A few screams were drowned out by the cheers. The ball, which was supposed to go in, was snatched away by someone. It lost its aim and flew towards the audience.
The students who saw it all knew to hide, while the students who noticed the situation all looked over … They didn't know who was the unlucky one to be hit by the basketball.
It had happened before. Their faces were covered in blood. It was too horrible to look at.
Ye Ying, who was sitting to Ye Chien's right, could see the situation. She subconsciously gripped the corner of her skirt and stared at Ye Chien. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
She didn't need to do it herself. There would always be someone who would teach Ye Chien a lesson for her.
This was what her father said: Only the right person can use it!
Yao Jing, who was sitting next to her, glanced at her. There was a faint coldness in her eyes. Yang Heng liked girls like her? Girls who could be killed with one slap? Were they that good?
Ye Chien felt that she was indeed a basketball player. Her aim was quite accurate. The ball flew directly towards her face. … If her entire face was hit, she wouldn't be able to face anyone tomorrow.
Ye Chien, who had already stood up, caught the ball directly towards her face with both hands. Under the gaze of the surrounding students, the corners of her mouth curved into a slight smile. She weighed the ball in her hands in front of her opponent's stunned gaze …
She definitely had to return this ball. Otherwise, how could she compete?
"This ball isn't very obedient. You should change it." As Ye Jian spoke, her eyes were bright and clear like the moonlight. They seemed clear, yet they were actually hazy, and they were separated by a layer of mist that couldn't be seen through no matter what. Her features were beautiful like water, and they were extremely elegant.
But even if she wasn't elegant, her smile was a little cold. At first glance, it looked like a blooming flower. But if you looked closely, you would realize that it was actually a sharp sword.
In Luo Ran's eyes, Ye Chien's smile was like a sword hanging over his head, about to fall!
He couldn't help but take a step back. Unexpectedly, Zhang Bin, who was standing behind him, blocked him. He heard Zhang Bin angrily ask behind him, "Luo Ran, whose face did you hit with the ball just now?"
"Whose face could I have hit?" Luo Ran roared. He used the volume of his voice to prove his innocence. "Who the f * ck can control this kind of thing? Do you think I want to? F * ck! Don't you know how to talk! "
Boys were not good at quarreling. When they quarreled, they would settle it with their fists. Seeing that Zhang Bin was about to throw a punch, Ye Jian quickly raised her voice to stop him. She smiled and said, "Hey, the senior wearing the number 16 jersey, I know you were careless. I didn't blame you. Why are you angry? . catch! "
As she spoke, she swatted the ball in her hand … as though she was playing a volleyball!
... Volleyball is so soft! ............ to...... from the shock by by the flying ball.... by Ye....................
"You … Does it hurt?" An Jiaxin asked blankly.
The entire basketball court... It was a little quiet. Ye Chien looked at her sideways and smiled. "I'm not in pain. It's that guy who's in pain. I have to go down and apologize. After all, I slapped his nose full of blood. "
Ye Chien used both hands to support himself on the railing that separated the audience from the court. With a light leap … he flipped over the railing that was 1.5 meters high and walked in front of Luo Ran, who was looking up to stop the bleeding.
"I'm sorry, Senior. I'm a volleyball player. My hands are strong. When I got the ball, I unconsciously used it as a volleyball. I'm also standing high. I didn't expect it to hit your face. I'm sorry. "She had hit his face with the ball. She had to apologize!
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