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Xiao Miaomiao was immersed in enjoying the game and was unaware of the subtle changes happening around her.

However, Li Jingcheng and Zhou Yi beside him noticed something unusual with their sharp eyes.

I saw a woman not far away, deliberately imitating Xiao Miaomiao's dress and appearance, trying to attract other people's attention, but her clumsy imitation was really unbearable to watch.

Everyone secretly mocked in their hearts: "If you want to imitate someone like Dong Shi, you should also consider whether you have the capital to do so!"

Xiao Miaomiao did not pay much attention to this woman. All her attention was on Li Jingcheng who was sweating on the court.

She took out her cell phone and took pictures of Li Jingcheng enthusiastically, wanting to record his handsome moments.

It has to be said that in the past few months since Li Jingcheng woke up, he has been exercising whenever he has free time, and his body has become increasingly strong and stylish.

Not only that, Zhou Yi, Ou Heng and others also strictly control their own bodies. They really want to have a good figure, good looks, money and beauty, but they just want a wife. But it's strange to say, these people are indeed very outstanding, but they are not very interested in getting married and having children, and they are all focused on their careers.

Xiao Miaomiao stared at Li Jingcheng's agile posture when he played basketball, especially when she saw him shooting three-pointers with ease and accuracy, she couldn't help but cheer.

Just then, she suddenly remembered that when she passed by here yesterday, there seemed to be a shop nearby.

So, Xiao Miaomiao packed up the paintings in her hands, said something to Wang Miao, and walked towards the shop, ready to buy some water for everyone to quench their thirst.

Li Jingcheng was running on the court with full concentration, occasionally turning back to look in the direction of Xiao Miaomiao.

But this time, when he turned around again, he was surprised to find that Xiao Miaomiao, who was supposed to be standing there, had disappeared.

Because he was distracted, he didn't even notice the ball Zhang Jie threw to him in time. Wang Xin, who was standing next to him, was quick-eyed and quick-handed and quickly reached out to catch the ball.

Wang Xin was just about to feel happy about his successful catch, but before he could feel proud for a few seconds, the ball was snatched away by the agile Ou Heng.

Faced with such an emergency, Wang Xin could only stare wide-eyed helplessly and watch the ball slip away from him.

Ou Heng quickly scanned the entire court and accurately found Zhou Yi's position. Then he swung his arm vigorously, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and was passed steadily to Zhou Yi's hands.

At the same time, he did not forget to reach out and push Li Jingcheng next to him, and shouted loudly: "Jingcheng, watch the game! What are you daydreaming about?"

Li Jingcheng came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of the easel. He muttered to himself, "Miaomiao is gone." Then he raised his leg and prepared to walk in that direction.

Wang Miao, who was standing by, saw this and quickly stopped them, saying, "Don't worry, she's going to buy some water. You guys can continue playing."

When Li Jingcheng heard this, his tense nerves relaxed a little, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said to Wang Miao: "Okay, Wang Miao, you come and fight, I'll go and help her fetch water."

Before he finished speaking, he had already quickly left the court.

Wang Miao looked at his receding back and couldn't help but ask loudly, "So you're not going to compete anymore?"

Li Jingcheng responded without turning his head: "Is there any need to compete? Look at your younger brothers, they can't even get a chance to shoot." As he spoke, he pointed to the scoreboard where Wang Miao was recording.

Wang Miao looked in the direction of his finger and saw that his brother's team had not scored a single point so far, while the team led by Li Jingcheng had already scored a high of 35 points.

With such a huge score gap in front of us, it seems that this game has indeed lost its meaning to continue.

After hearing this, Wang Xin's face immediately showed a look of resentment. He looked straight at his brother, his heart full of confusion and depression.

Who could tell him why he, a member of the school basketball team, couldn't even beat a man who had been lying in bed for nearly two years? This was too unbelievable!

"Brother, please be kind and let me go! I haven't been able to score a single goal so far. If this gets out, how can I, the captain of the basketball team, continue to have the face to stay?"

As Wang Xin spoke, he pretended to be pitiful, trying to win his brother's sympathy.

However, when Wang Miao heard what his brother said, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "Come on, with your level, you can only show off in your school.

You know, your brother Li and the others were all spotted by the national basketball team, and they wanted to recruit them. But they were all amateurs, so they didn't agree."

When Wang Xin heard this, he immediately became like a deflated ball and his whole body wilted.

It seems that I have underestimated the strength of Brother Li and his men. At this moment, Ouyang shouted at them: "Hey, are you still going to fight?"

At the same time, Ouyang’s little fans in the compound got the news from somewhere and rushed over.

They were all very excited and kept shouting, "Ouyang, Ouyang, you are the most handsome!" The scene was extremely lively.

Ouyang tried hard to move the corners of his mouth, trying to force a smile, but that smile seemed extremely stiff, as if it was forcibly pulled by an invisible force.

Fortunately, although the people around were shouting excitedly, they only stopped outside the stadium and did not rush forward to ask for autographs.

At this moment, Li Jingcheng strode off the court, and the woman who deliberately imitated Xiao Miaomiao's dressing style followed him without hesitation.

She walked lightly with her eyes fixed on Li Jingcheng, as if she was afraid of losing her target if she was not careful.

"Jingcheng..." When Zhong Minghua finally caught up with Li Jingcheng and successfully escaped from the noisy crowd, she called softly with a slightly aggrieved tone.

However, Li Jingcheng seemed not to hear the call, and even his eyebrows did not move, and he continued to walk forward on his own.

Seeing that Li Jingcheng ignored him, Zhong Minghua felt more and more aggrieved.

She stopped, looked at Li Jingcheng's receding back, and shouted, "Li Jingcheng! Are you still angry with me? Because I left you before? But I really didn't know you were unconscious at that time! I just returned to China recently and heard the news of your coma.

If I had known this earlier, I would never have left you no matter what!"