Chapter 112: Not bad, it's not my wishful thinking
Wei Chuan became very popular.
There are three reasons. The first is the scoreless quarter; the second is that sly smile; the third is his awesome appearance!
It directly made it into the top ten hot searches.
Cubal's official edited a personal highlight compilation of his videos, which received over 1.5 million likes, breaking Cubal's all-time record for likes.
Meng Tang and his roommates gathered at the table to read the comments——
"Fuck, this is a Division I college league? Are you kidding me?"
"This is just blood-curdling. Zhonglu Polytechnic really has no bottom line. If they can't win, they'll resort to dirty tricks."
"Ahhhhh, are all college students nowadays this tall and handsome?"
"What's so exciting? I think the fighting is just average."
"Just a quick glance and I've unearthed a treasure. Most college leagues are more or less irregular. This Wei Chuan has me convinced."
"I also felt that the defense was textbook-level, clean and neat."
"I declare that Cubal now has a home team. I will follow the team with Wei Chuan for the rest of my life."
"Ahhh...didn't any of you notice that smirk at the end of the game? I was completely gone."
"My, my, my, how can I be so handsome?"
"Does he have a girlfriend? There's no one for me to chase after."
"I heard there is."
"I've already been to the archaeological site, and I have to say, it smells really good."
"This 190cm double-door refrigerator has a great build and even better looks. It's a gem I've missed on the internet."
"Am I the only one who likes the way he breathes? It's so astringent!"
"Chuanzi, come and seal my sister's heart."
"The brave ones have already called me husband."
"I'm different. I call you brother."
In these videos, someone suddenly poured cold water on the situation: "Don't even think about it, he already has a girlfriend."
Immediately afterwards, Shi Lan's phone kept vibrating.
Yang Ke almost died of laughter: "I declare that you are promoted to the left security guard of love, and I will be the right security guard."
Meng Tang naturally also saw Shi Lan's reply, and glanced at her with a mixture of laughter and tears.
But the next second, no one could laugh anymore.
Someone posted a photo of Ning Xin in the comment section, saying she was Wei Chuan’s girlfriend.
Some are jealous, but most are happy.
Shi Lan snorted: "Don't worry, I will expose the green tea who broke the news right away."
A news item from the school men's basketball team popped up on Meng Tang's phone. It was a statement:
Wei Chuan himself has no intention of becoming a star and asks certain agencies to stop harassing him.
Meng Tang saw this and stopped Shi Lan: "Don't expose it, it's meaningless. Someone called the school and probably disturbed the team."
Shi Lan naturally saw it as well and turned off her phone in dissatisfaction.
Yang Ke said, "Just bear with it for a few days and we'll talk about it after the game."
The third and fourth rounds of group matches went smoothly and Z University advanced all the way.
On the fifth day of the competition, all teams took a day off and the draw for the round of 16 was also held.
This day is mainly for restoring physical strength and adjusting condition.
One of Wei Chuan's players was injured. His eye was swollen and he couldn't see clearly, so he couldn't participate in the game and had to be substituted.
The tactics must also be adjusted after the substitution.
During the lunch break, you have half an hour of mobile phone freedom.
The coach complained: "Everyone looks like a pig opening a slot to eat when they see their phone."
How could the pig refute? It could only lower its head and play with grunts.
Wei Chuan took the phone and called Meng Tang immediately.
While waiting for the call to be connected, my heart began to beat faster uncontrollably.
He cleared his throat and patted his chest. Just as the call was connected, Ning Xin appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist.
"Why is your heart rate so high on your wristband? Regulations require—"
"Don't touch me!" Wei Chuan pulled his wrist away immediately, looking down at Ning Xin condescendingly, a hint of annoyance flashing across his brows.
"But your—"
"I'm fine." Wei Chuan frowned, "I'm on the phone."
Tian Yu said to Ning Xin, "You'd better not come over. Brother Chuan is on the phone with Meng Tang. He's been feeling really pent up these past few days."
Ning Xin smiled dryly, and when she turned around, Wei Chuan's expression became gentle and shy.
"Hello, I'm Wei Chuan."
Meng Tang laughed: "I know."
Wei Chuan scratched his head and cursed himself for being unable to speak.
"Can you play on your phone today?"
It was only after Meng Tang asked that he regained his voice: "You have half an hour's use of your phone."
Meng Tang said "hmm" and was silent for two seconds. Suddenly he asked, "Who was next to you just now?"
"Ning Xin." Wei Chuan said.
"Your tone is a bit harsh." Meng Tang asked tentatively, "What did she do to you?"
Wei Chuan said: "It said my wristband detected a high heart rate and I needed to rest."
Meng Tang's first reaction was that he was feeling unwell, and he said, "Is it because of the exercise? Then why don't you go and rest?"
"No." Wei Chuan coughed.
Meng Tang was afraid that he was hiding his physical condition so as not to worry her.
Although Ning Xin had no good intentions, monitoring the players' physical data was part of her job. Since she liked Wei Chuan, she would not harm him.
Thinking of this, Meng Tang became a little anxious: "Why don't you go and have a rest."
"Don't hang up." Wei Chuan was also anxious. "My heart rate was too fast when I called you. What do you think is the reason?"
Meng Tang was stunned for three seconds, his cheeks slowly turning red, and he whispered back, "Who knows?"
There was a hint of discomfort in her tone.
Wei Chuan's ears suddenly felt hot, and her voice was like a butterfly, gently lingering in his ears.
"I don't know what happened, but I suddenly felt very nervous when I called you." Wei Chuan asked directly, "Did you feel nervous when you saw the caller ID?"
He has a game tomorrow, so Meng Tang agreed with him and said, "Yes."
Wei Chuan smiled foolishly: "It's okay, it's not my wishful thinking."
There was only half an hour, and the two chatted for twenty minutes.
Meng Tang urged Wei Chuan three times before he succeeded in getting him to hang up the phone.
Wei Chuan squeezed between Tian Yu and Shao Yiming and sent a "good afternoon" to Meng Tang.
After Meng Tang replied, he turned off his phone contentedly.
With five minutes left, Wei Chuan got excited and started harassing his teammates.
He bumped one arm, nudged that shoulder, and finally said in a sly voice, "Hey, why didn't you guys call? Is there no one to call?"
"Damn it." Shao Yiming cursed, "I'll break up in five minutes."
Wei Chuan grabbed his phone and said, "Stop playing, time's up."
"Two minutes left." Shao Yiming tried to grab it, "Give it back to me quickly."
Wei Chuan dodged and refused to give it to him. The two of them pulled each other and their fingers touched something, which opened a short video software of Shao Yiming.
It was also a coincidence that I clicked on the official homepage of the men's basketball team.
The first one is a pinned video, which was filmed last year when he made it to the semi-finals in the national competition. The second one is a statement that Wei Chuan no longer wants to be a celebrity.
Shao Yiming was almost dying of laughter. He pointed at the video and said, "Fuck! This statement says you don't want to be a celebrity, but it's accompanied by a picture of you beating up a male celebrity in the domestic entertainment industry? Is this Versailles?"
Wei Chuan couldn't laugh anymore. He pushed Shao Yiming's hand away and clicked on the third video.
It was a group photo taken at the stadium on the opening night.
"Fuck." Wei Chuan roared, "Who the hell spread this?"
Everyone was shocked. They had never seen him so angry.
Even if he was fouled maliciously, he would win the game back without making any noise.
Shao Yiming took back his phone, looked at it several times but didn't find anything wrong. Facing the gaze of the whole team, he cautiously asked Wei Chuan: "What's wrong?"
Tian Yu came over and pointed to a place in the middle.
Shao Yiming suddenly realized and said, "I didn't pay attention when I took the photo. Is this okay?"
Ning Xin just came over to collect her phone, and Wei Chuan got right up to her face and asked, "Did you upload this?"
Ning Xin subconsciously clenched her fingers. To avoid being exposed, she pretended to be calm and moved closer. "What?"
"Promotional group photo." Wei Chuan couldn't help but raise his voice. "Didn't I ask you to delete it? Why is it here?"
After seeing it clearly, Ning Xin quickly apologized: "I'm a little nearsighted, I'm sorry, I might have deleted the wrong thing."
"Is it true that you only say sorry every time you do something wrong?" At this moment, Wei Chuan's anger and disgust reached its peak.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Xin. She bit her lower lip and couldn't help crying.
Wei Chuan hit his head, his brain felt like it was going to explode.
Tian Yu sensed his brother Chuan's helplessness and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Fuck, don't cry, it's like someone is bullying you."
"Why don't you delete it? Brother Chuan has a girlfriend. If you hold his arm like this, Meng Tang will misunderstand you."
Ning Xin shook her head: "I didn't mean it."
"That's enough!" Wei Chuan was speechless. "I don't want to hear any of this from you. Delete it now."
Shao Yiming flipped through the comments and suddenly nudged Wei Chuan. Wei Chuan looked down and saw that many people had mistaken Ning Xin for his girlfriend.
Wei Chuan couldn't help but curse and said to Ning Xin, "Stop crying and delete it for me."
"What are you arguing about? I heard you guys yelling from way off. Did you put your phones away?"
Coach He was worried, but when he came over to take a look, he found that the patient almost had a heart attack.
"How come you all made people cry?"
"She's the one who's been provoking me time and time again." Wei Chuan gave Shao Yiming a look, signaling him to show the pictures to Coach He. "I asked her to delete the pictures the other day, and she actually posted them online."
Coach He frowned: "Is that all?"
Tian Yu tutted, "Coach, you forgot, Brother Chuan has a girlfriend."
"Uh..." Coach He choked, as if something was not going well.
"Just let her delete it and that's it." Coach He was helpless. "Why are you yelling and screaming here?"
"I'm afraid Meng Tang has already seen it." Wei Chuan said angrily, "By the time I finish the competition after working myself to death, I might be single again."
Coach He laughed angrily: "Then what do you want to do?"
Wei Chuan frowned and said, "Let her go. The team's work can be temporarily handed over to the coach's assistant."
"Stop making trouble." Coach He pointed at him. "I've spoiled you a lot, haven't I?"
"I don't care." Wei Chuan stiffened his neck. "Either she or me, or me or her."
Ning Xin couldn't stand it anymore: "Do you hate me so much?"
Wei Chuan ignored him.
When the two sides were in a stalemate, Tian Yu pulled the coach's ear and gave him an idea.
Meng Tang packed his schoolbag and was about to go to the studio when he suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number.
The place of origin was local, so she thought about it and accepted it.
Unexpectedly, it was Coach He calling. After hearing the whole story, she immediately said, "Okay, I'll go over there now."
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