Then she took out a five-dollar banknote and she whispered: "Then I'll treat you to water." She has always been very poor, and she only has five dollars on her body.

He looked down at the five dollars.

The hand holding it was very beautiful, slender and fair, and you could see the light green blood vessels vaguely. It seemed so delicate that he could die with a pinch.

"Don't you send beggars for five dollars?"

Meng Ting felt a little wronged.

What's wrong with five dollars? It's a lot. This year, you can buy five ice creams for one dollar. You can also eat dumplings.

He stuttered, squatted in front of her, and shouted with a smile: "Meng Ting."

"Hmm?" She looked up at him.

"I don't want your money, I'll come to see me play after school on Friday," he said, "Do you understand?"

Friday was the basketball league, and high schools in H City will participate. Because Licai Vocational High School is the latest, the playground of the game is located there.

Meng Ting tightens his five dollars, is Jiang Renque crazy about his fans?

She doesn't like watching basketball.

“I’m going to take the exam on Friday.”

The smile in his eyes faded, and his tone was cold: "When you finished the exam, the competition was not over yet. Your school also wants to participate."

She glanced at him in confusion.

He said, "So, you have to come."

No matter who you want to cheer for, you have to come.
Chapter completed!