Fu Ci turned a deaf ear, looking at Qi Yan in front of him with a bright smile, "Are you here to find me? Have you eaten? Why are you wearing so little?"

After speaking, he naturally folded Qi Yan's clothes.

Qi Yan patiently answered his questions one by one, "I'm here to find you, eat, it's not cold today, enough to wear so much."

After speaking, he handed the milk tea in his palm to Fu Ci, "Fruit tea at room temperature."

It won't hurt to drink after exercising.

At this time, Song Yang dragged Liu Liu from the court with great difficulty, and Liu Liu, who was dying, was full of blood when he saw the milk tea brought by Qi Yan, "Wuwu, Qi Yan is so sweet, I and Song Yang are very kind. I'm about to be killed by this kid!"

Liu Liupa pulled out the milk tea, took a sip with a happy face, and didn't forget to complain: "Fu Ci is crazy! It's just a farewell basketball game, he engaged in such a big battle, I don't know he thought he was with Yu Kaijiduo Iron!"

Yu Kaiji is about to undergo closed training. He also resigned from the position of captain of the basketball team some time ago. Everyone was thinking of playing a formal game together for the last time. Unexpectedly, Fu Rei was more serious than Zhengzhu, so he took them to practice after class. .

Song Yang was also a little overwhelmed, "Brother Ci, why are you working so hard?"

Before Fu Ci had never answered them directly, but every time they asked, the other party became more ruthless.

Qi Yan did not expect such a game, "Yu Kaiji's farewell game?"

As soon as he said it, Fu Ci gave him a dull look, as if he had said something he shouldn't have said.

Seeing him like this, Qi Yan said, "Yu Kaiji?"

Fu Ci's face became even more stinky, he took a sip of milk tea angrily, and threw a sentence: "I'll practice for a while myself."

He turned around and went to the field.

Qiyan seemed to understand a little bit listening to the slap of basketballs coming from the court.

This vinegar has a long shelf life.

Liu Liu looked at Fu Ci's desperate posture and was a little confused, "Could it be that Brother Ci wants to win too much on the court?"

"But they are not necessarily opponents."

This game is in the basketball club, and the members will draw lots at random. Anyway, everyone is familiar with it, and there is no need to practice any cooperation in advance.

However, Fu Ci's momentum clearly made Yu Kaiji an opponent, but the other party was professional, and Fu Ci did not take this road.

Liu Liu clicked his tongue, "Courage is commendable."

Sometimes, the desire to win between men is really scary.

After Liu Liu finished speaking, he lovingly touched Song Yang's head, "Promise Dad, you won't be as stupid as Fu Ci, okay?"

Song Yang rolled his eyes at him, and mercilessly kicked him off the chair next to him, "Go away."

Liu Liu rubbed his injured buttocks again, grinned a bit away from Song Yang, sat beside Qi Yan, and continued to drink milk tea happily.

With prayers here, at least Fu Ji won't force them to practice together, and it looks like they can finish work earlier today.

After all, how could Fu Ci make Qi Yan wait longer~

Qi Yan looked at the serious people on the court and suddenly asked, "When is your game?"

"Thursday night, that is, the day after tomorrow." Liu Liu sucked the milk tea and said in a vague tone, "You don't know? I thought Brother Ci had already told you."

After all, every time before the game, Fu Ci was eager to pray and come to see, why was he not active this time.

But speaking of this, Liu Liu suddenly remembered something, "Qiyan, have you been busy recently? Our current captain wants to ask you to paint us a picture for tomorrow's game, saying that it is a souvenir for everyone, but I haven't been able to find a suitable one. candidate."

After all, they are not very familiar with the art department. The only thing they are familiar with is Qiyan, but Qiyan seems to be very busy recently, and they are too embarrassed to speak.

Qi Yan was stunned for a while. The drawing of the competition, that is, the figure of the figure, was of many people. He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but thinking of Professor Zhao's delayed reply, he swallowed the words for some reason.

"I can draw, but I'm not sure if I can draw it well."

Liu Liu waved his hand indifferently, "You promised to be a big help. They haven't found a suitable candidate yet, and they all thought they were going to be yellow!"

Besides, the artistic foundation of prayer is there! You certainly won't mind.

"Also, we have a sufficient budget, so don't give us any friendship price and slaughter them hard." Liu Liu added with a smile.

Seeing what Liu Liu said, Qi Yan also nodded, "Then wait for me to complete the drawing, and then pay if you think there is no problem."

If he did not draw well, he would be embarrassed to collect money.

The game arrived as scheduled, and the number of people in the basketball hall gradually increased. Although there was no publicity, everyone heard the wind and knew that this might be the last basketball game of the former captain of the basketball club in the school, and they all came here.

At this time, there was still an hour before the opening, Fu Ci changed into the ball uniform, and sat in the front row, scratching his hair anxiously.

In fact, he had already edited the news and was going to send it to Qiyan, but the audience around him were all excited to discuss Yu Kaiji, and his tone was warm, so he hesitated again.

To be honest, he didn't want Qi Yan to hear these words at all, and he didn't want Qi Yan to have any intersection with Yu Kaiji again.

If Qiyan came over, he also wanted to let Qiyan see that he was no worse than Kaiji, even if he was basketball, he could hold the limelight.

But last night's lottery results came out, he and Yu Kaiji were on the same team.

Fu Ci immediately became depressed.

I feel like I have been prepared for so many days.

He made changes in the dialog box, and suddenly felt that the coat next to his seat was picked up, and he didn't even look up: "There is someone here."

Although he didn't tell Qiyan about the game, he still habitually took a seat.

But the next moment, a familiar voice entered the eardrum, "Oh, it wasn't reserved for me, so I'll change the seat."

Fu Ci suddenly looked up and saw Qi Yan standing beside him, looking down at him at this time, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth——