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Chapter 1194 Where did the boy go? (1)

Chapter 1194 Where did the boy go? (1)

Ye Jin: ...Get out of the way, get out of the way, he wants to start a killing spree! !
However, this is of no use.

Because he was afraid that Qingyan would not be able to deal with Ye Jin, the teacher in charge of the cheerleading team came over in person.

So next.

Everyone could only see Ye Jin's face of despair, being taken away by the teacher in charge of the cheerleading team.
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Over time.

The countdown to the start of the official game has begun.

Rao was as calm as Mo Cong, but he also began to look at Yang Moyan and the entrance of the gymnasium with some uneasy eyes.

The display screen above the huge stadium has started a countdown.

‘5、4、3、2、1……’

The countdown is over.

A Ruoda basketball pattern was formed on the display screen, setting off lively cheers in the entire stadium.

At this time, the presidents of the two universities should come out and make an announcement.

However, Lan Yan is as stable as Mount Tai, sitting in the audience seat in the Shengyuan area, with her hands folded around her chest, her whole body is cold, her eyes are calm, facing her face, just separated from Qiao Yicheng in the audience area of ​​the opposite south area Look at each other.

Eyes facing each other.

Lan Yan was cold and unparalleled, with no expression on her face.

Qiao Yicheng's lips were half-curved, and his smile remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Seeing that neither of them moved.

The scene was originally lively, but now it is a little subtle.

But this has nothing to do with Lan Yan.

Because it was only a few seconds after they looked at each other.

She closed her eyes straight away, with a restful look, making it clear that she didn't care.

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyebrows, and finally reached out to take the microphone that was casually put aside.

He didn't even get to the middle of the huge occasion.

Standing up just like that, the microphone touched his lips, and the gorgeous voice diffused along the microphone, and the audience fell silent, "I will announce that the basketball game between Nanlin Shengyuan has officially started! Please invite the students from the two universities Players come on."

After saying this, he put the microphone down and sat down.

But Si Yin beside him said softly with a slight frown, "There is something wrong over there in the abyss."

"kindness?"

Qiao Yicheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked over.

Si Yin looked at Mo Cong's No. [-] player, who was obviously the captain between them, and said in a soft voice, "The opponent's No. [-] frequently looks at two places, one is their chief school grass, and the other is the gymnasium manager. The door, seems disturbed."

Qiao Yicheng also noticed it, he smiled slowly, and soon realized something was wrong, "Lin Zhaoxia is not here."

When Si Yin was reminded like this, he suddenly found out.

It seems that from the beginning to now, Lin Zhaoxia doesn't seem to be there?
Gu Shaoyan was still wearing his wristband, and when he heard this, he suddenly turned around, "What are you talking about? Lin Zhaoxia is not here?"

Si Yin nodded, "It has never appeared before."

Gu Shaoyan paused for a moment with his wrist guard, looked over to Sheng Yuan, and looked around carefully, but he didn't see the familiar face.

This time, he half-closed his eyes, "Lin Zhaoxia is not here, who should I go PK with?"

But now is not the time to study this matter.

Because Mo Cong, headed by the area opposite Shengyuan, had already put on his wristbands, finished the warm-up activities, and led the players behind him onto the field.

Gu Shaoyan had no choice but to give up, put on the unfinished wristbands, and lead his team to the field.

As the opponents of the two teams entered the field, the students of the two teams became more excited, and the gymnasium became more and more lively.

(End of this chapter)

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