In the open gymnasium, the sound of basketball and the sound of shoes rubbing the ground echoed. A group of boys in blue and red shirts are engaged in a fierce battle.

    The National High School Basketball League is about to begin. This competition is the final trial within the school. The winning team can participate in the National League on behalf of the school.

    The two sides of the competition are class 16 of senior high school where Su Rourou is located and class 14 of senior high school where Han Xuefei is located.

    A large group of students, mostly girls, have long surrounded the edge of the court.

    That group of girls can be divided into two gangs, one of which is Luo Yichen''s fan, and the other is Ke Shaoze''s fan.

    Luo Yichen''s fan group is led by Su Rourou. However, she obviously didn''t want to be his fan. She was completely forced by him.

    Just the night before the game, the abnormal Luo Yichen gave her a new "order".

    "You must come to tomorrow''s basketball game. Remember to cheer me up and send me water."

    Then, she was forced to appear here and shouted with Luo Yichen''s brain powder: "Luo Yichen, come on! Luo Yichen, come on!"

    Well, in fact, she''s just making up numbers. She''s just a match.

    She looked at Ke Shaoze''s fan group with some envy. In fact, she wanted to join that side.

    There is an idiom called "being in Cao Ying and being in Han Dynasty".

    LAN Xier stood behind her and stabbed her in the back: "Hey, I came to the fan group to make up for you!"

    There is also an idiom called "insincere".

    "I know, Xi''er is the best for me..." Su Rourou said weakly.

    Today''s Luo Yichen seems to be in a particularly good state. He has always been paralyzed with a smile on his face. He keeps looking at the fans while running on the court.

    He grabbed seven rebounds in a row and threw several three-point shots at once.

    "Wow, Luo Yichen is great! Come on, Luo Yichen!" Luo Yichen''s brain powder fans were excited.

    On the contrary, Ke Shaoze''s state is obviously not online.

    That''s entirely because the head of his fan group makes him have nightmares at first sight... Han Xuefei!

    "Ke Shaoze, come on! Ke Shaoze, come on!" Han Xuefei was wearing a miniskirt, full of vitality and shouted slogans very loudly.

    It''s good that she didn''t shout. Ke Shaoze''s feet were soft and almost pushed to the ground.

    Ke Shaoze''s brain powder immediately became nervous: "Ke Shaoze, come on! Ke Shaoze, stand up!"

    Ke Shaoze struggled to get up from the ground. He searched in the cheerleading team from the corner of his eyes, and finally saw an Yirou''s quiet figure.

    She stood at the last of the cheerleading team, on the dividing line between Luo Yichen and his backup team, smiling at the corner of her mouth and quietly watching the court.

    Aware of Ke Shaoze''s gaze towards an Yirou, Su rurou lowered her eyes somewhat lonely.

    In the past, she didn''t have any idea about Ann Yirou, but since she noticed her subtle careful thinking, she didn''t like her more and more.

    Han Xuefei pushed aside the crowd and came to an Yirou.

    She forked her waist, raised her chin and squinted at an Yirou: "Hey, are you an Yirou?"

    Ann Yirou nodded calmly without changing her face.

    Han Xuefei snorted coldly, with insightful disdain in her eyes: "if you don''t like Ke Shaoze, please don''t occupy the pit and don''t shit, OK?"

    As soon as she said this, the girls around her immediately whispered.

    I have to say, although her remark is rude, it is very... To the point.

    Even Su Rourou felt that she was a little refreshing after listening to it. Because this is exactly what she wants to say to Anne Yirou, and probably what most brain cripples want to say to Anne Yirou.

    Ann smiled softly and said softly, "excuse me, what position did you take to warn me?"

    As soon as this remark came out, Han Xuefei''s expression on her face was a little stiff, but she soon recovered the Queen''s fan: "I''ll warn you in the name of Han Xuefei! How? Do you accept it?"

    Ke Shaoze''s brain powder fans are passionate and support one after another.

    "Yes, yes!"

    "If you don''t like it, don''t give others hope!"

    Ann Yirou was pale, her small lips closed tightly, and her body trembled slightly.