Alright!
Everyone spoke one after another, and Jian Ai could only nod in agreement.
Even if this matter had nothing to do with her, she could not bear to do nothing about it.
It was good that Lin Yi could handle it, but he was not Jian Yiyi's match.
…
At the basketball court behind the school building.
The afternoon sun was somewhat dazzling. Baiyun City in April had just warmed up. Even when the temperature was at its highest at noon, there was still a chill.
The basketball court was empty, and Lin Yi was the only one making shots. His tall figure jumped into the air, and he professionally and handsomely threw the ball. The ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and accurately fell into the basket.
This went on and on, and Lin Yi didn't seem to know fatigue.
