Chapter 372 Blocking

Wang Yan realized that things were getting serious.

It was not just He Miaomiao who misunderstood that King Wang was hiding his true strength, it seemed that everyone thought so...

The sand sculptures such as jade, snow peas, squirrels, brother-in-law, fat guy, glasses Hang... all looked at Wang Yan with admiring eyes.

"Boss! You deceived us so hard!"

Ruyu pounced and hugged Wang Yan's thigh, crying until her heart broke.

"That's right, you are so strong but too low-key and cautious. Brother, you are too steady!"

"Ha ha!"

Young Master Wang laughed dryly and didn't know how to change his explanation.

Cheng Yaojin still has three axes, but I only have two - rebounding, fanning hot pot, and dunking.

Huh?

It seems to be the same three-axe?

That's okay.

…

"When is the next game?" the young master asked casually.

"16 games have to be played over four days. Our next game should be Wednesday. Found it, Wednesday at 7:30 p.m."

Lou Lou opened his phone and looked at the schedule. After finishing it, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Wang Yan.

"Then what...everyone has been spreading the news recently...uh, monitor, maybe you don't want to read it anymore?"

"What don't you read? Oh, study?"

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment before he realized that she was talking about school.

He laughed dumbly: "No, why should I go if I don't go to school? I haven't even finished one semester, and you expect me to leave?!"

Loulou ignored Wang Yan's joke, his expression was quite serious.

"Then why don't you take classes well?

In fact, the academic qualifications from our school are of no use to you at all. No wonder everyone thinks so much.

Like your family, He Miaomiao, you will go abroad in the next semester. I would not be surprised at all if you follow the same path. "

Wang Yan immediately shook his head: "It's okay to travel, but I definitely won't go to study abroad. It's nice to be with Master Xing. Don't make random guesses."

Miss He appeared from behind Wang Yan without looking at him, muttering to herself as if she was talking to herself.

"Which country has more handsome guys, Britain, France, Germany, and the United States? I still haven't decided where to study abroad. It's so annoying... I wonder if anyone can give me some advice..."

Oh, who are you trying to scare?

Little A is smart and attentive, and immediately cooperates: "That is to say, if you have someone to accompany you, you can actually go to school anywhere?"

Miss He nodded immediately, but she was more reserved than anyone else: "Theoretically, I do have the freedom to choose..."

Wang Yan even laughed, but Loulou, Ruyu, and the others were all here, so it was inconvenient... Huh? Why are you still here? !

Under the threatening gaze of Young Master Wang, a group of sand sculptures dispersed.

It is not a crime to be beaten severely for gossip.

It's not like Wang Yan has never killed everyone...beast!

The troublesome guy ran away, and Little A pulled Little B and ran away with him. Wang Yan and Miss He, who seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to others, were last and walked slowly to the dormitory.

"How's your class's record? Do you all have the opportunity to compete and communicate?"

Wang Yan opened a topic first.

It's a pity that Miss He doesn't really buy it.

"Who cares about that! I'm not interested in basketball. Little A had to drag me to watch today..."

Wang Yan pointed at her and threatened her: "Don't think I didn't see you jumping around on the stage. Did you come here specifically to see dad compete?"

Snapped!

Miss He was angry and anxious and took action directly.

"Don't be so stinky! Who jumped? Whose father are you? You're so shameless! Get out!"

Turn around and leave.

Wang Yan followed leisurely, looking at her back with a smile, counting one, two, three silently in his mind.

When she counted to eight, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

Fierce Baba asked: "Are you really not going to go out and take a look?"

We still have to talk about this after all...

Wang Yan sighed slightly in his heart and said seriously: "I am building my own career. Several projects are in China and I really can't go out. Even if I really need to study further, I will only take the postgraduate entrance examination in Qingbei."

In fact, He Miaomiao already knew the answer, but when she heard Wang Yan tell it personally, she still couldn't help but feel sad.

She didn't really want Wang Yan to study abroad with her, but after experiencing the "quarrel" with Liu Li, she suddenly needed a little "security."

To be more precise, Wang Yan needs to show more attention and care.

However, Wang Yan, who was usually shrewd and calm, seemed not to understand and actually made some nonsense.

Do I want to hear the reason?

idiot!

He Miaomiao was really a little angry, and her mood was very gloomy and not beautiful.

He turned around silently and walked to the bedroom with a cold face.

Just now he was being reserved, but now he really doesn't want to talk to Wang Yan anymore.

Young Master Wang raised his voice and asked: "I plan to take my classmates to Brother Yan's place to eat slate cuisine, do you want to go with me?"

Don’t go!

No, I can't hear you!

Wang Yan asked again: "Bring you some fruit when you come back?"

Suck...

Miss He's saliva secreted uncontrollably in an instant.

The kiwi fruit Wang Yan bought for her last time was too sweet and fragrant.

However, He Miaomiao still did not give in and replied lukewarmly: "I want to go home! Don't bother!"

Today is the weekend. If she hadn't wanted to watch Wang Yan's game, she would have gone home to spend time with her parents last night.

Wang Yan had a general idea, but he seemed to feel nothing. He smiled and waved his hand: "Then dad is withdrawing! See you next week. If you have any questions, please contact VX!"

Escape.

When He Miaomiao turned around, only her back was left, and she suddenly became angry.

"asshole!"

VX contact?

Contact me and block me!

Miss He had a bad temper and took out her mobile phone to block "Wang Ergou" on the spot.

Young Master Wang went back to the dormitory to change clothes and didn't know anything. He was still feeling good about himself.

It wasn't that I didn't understand that He Miaomiao needed to be coaxed before, but I just didn't dare to coax and couldn't coax.

Why did you coax him?

Increase the favorability, the relationship will be better, the relationship will be closer...and then what?

Sooner or later you still have to pass the boss level.

So, whenever you get the chance, you should lower her expectations.

Wait until she gets used to it, and then think about future issues.

Let her recognize the facts early so that she can have space.

What if the game crashes?

Let’s serve it cold!

The most important thing for Mr. Wang is beautiful girls, and he will never be short of them.

So what if the appearance value is 99?

Wang Yan felt uncomfortable, so he said goodbye anyway.

Except for Liu Li, who met at a young age, no woman can be given up.

Of course, it is precisely because of such a free and easy mentality that Wang Yan is able to move forward and retreat with ease in front of such stunning figures as He Miaomiao and Chu Xin.

The same behavior is called dog licking if you have no confidence, and it is called routine if you have confidence.

In society, I, Brother Wang, have many ruthless ways.

Um, so, being blacklisted is really not unfair at all.

After returning to the dormitory to change out of his No. 24 jersey, Kawang Sakuragi, who was actually doing blue-collar hard work, boasted calmly in the face of the itchy questions from the idiots.

"If the next games are all as difficult as today, why should we take it too seriously?"

The sand sculptures stood in awe.

After a while, his brother-in-law Song Chen said worriedly: "Brother, we should be in the freshman sports training class of the sports academy. Their center is practicing shot put. He is 188 centimeters tall and weighs 150 kilograms..."

(⊙⊙)!

What the hell?

Did you get the unit wrong? !

Young Master Wang imagined a 300-pound fat man leaning against his body, pushing him backwards, forwards, and downwards, and he lost the mood to eat.

Whoever likes to hit the mark can hit the mark. I'm sorry, but I'm actually a shooter...

369 is gone again, all the hard work was in vain. I feel a bit depressed and don't want to talk. There are also nights.