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Pei Changle rode a bike from the parking garage. When he and his best friend Xiao Tong passed the playground, he saw Su Yan playing basketball with a group of people. Su Yan's tall and straight posture is particularly prominent among those people. As the sun sets, the golden afterglow shines on his shoulders and becomes brilliant.
Pei Changle was holding a bicycle in one hand and waving his hand at the stadium with the other, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey, ChristianRandPhillips-get one."
When Su Yan heard the sound, he was about to make a layup, and a stumble almost missed his footing. On the sidelines, the girl who cheered for Su Yan turned her head, looked suspiciously at Pei Changle, then at Su Yan, who was embarrassed, completely unknown so.
The next day, everyone in the whole grade knew that Su Yan in Class 19 of Senior High School had a nickname called ChristianRandPhillips. Emperor Qianlong's favorite princess, the one from Xinjiang who can give off fragrance.
"My God!" Pei Changle heard the girls twittering around and sighed. I said to myself: After all, I accidentally became a gossip. Now Su Yan must want to rush into Class One to skin me.
Xiao Tong flashed across the classroom and held out his hand at the door and asked Pei Changle, "Lele, don't you want to watch boys play in our class?"? The second game is the semi-final today. "
Pei Changle quickly motioning with his hand, "this? ...