C75 Sad Xiao Jian

The entire basketball court suddenly quietened down. It was so quiet that one could even hear the sound of the spring breeze rustling the hem of her skirt. No one dared to say a single word.

The male student in the white T-shirt had a strange glow in his eyes, while the other students had their mouths wide open, unable to utter a single word. Little Yao Ming stared blankly at Ye Zichen