Chapter 103: Xu Yihuan Worries About Zhou Yanzhe
At Lu Anlan's strong suggestion, Xu Yihuan turned her attention to the team from Beijing University of Science and Technology next door.
It is a very lazy team.
A slender figure stood out prominently in the middle.
Xu Yihuan looked at that familiar figure, her brows furrowing unconsciously, and a sense of physical disgust surfaced in her beautiful eyes.
Lu Anlan was quite excited and pulled Xu Yihuan aside to ask, "How is it, Huanhuan? Isn't it beautiful?"
Xu Yihuan twitched the corners of her mouth, unsure how to respond, and could only awkwardly change the subject: "The competition has started, let's watch the competition."
Lu Anlan didn't notice anything wrong with Xu Yihuan either.
After hearing Xu Yihuan's words, their attention quickly shifted to the competition.
As the whistle blew, both teams began to move.
You advance, I retreat; you attack, I defend.
It's obvious that the Black Team is stronger.
The blue team can only defend, not attack, and they can't even hold their ground.
The audience's reactions were immediately polarized.
Students from Peking University were vocal in their support, while students from Beijing University of Science and Technology felt that the game was not as entertaining as watching it on their phones.
Pei Yuli sat in the corner.
His posture wasn't exactly upright, and although his eyes were on the court, he was clearly distracted.
His gaze would occasionally drift towards Xu Yihuan, who was watching the game.
She thought that with Zhou Yanzhe around, she would be watching intently.
But to everyone's surprise, she seemed to be looking down at her phone the whole time.
Xu Yihuan wasn't particularly interested in the game; she was just here to kill time.
With annoying people still below, Xu Yihuan didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.
He rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, his posture relaxed.
He was leaning to one side, playing Candy Crush casually.
Just then, a whistle and a scream rang out at the same time.
Startled, Xu Yihuan's hand trembled, and she accidentally canceled a special effect she had been saving.
Looking at the screen full of special effects, Xu Yihuan suddenly didn't want to play anymore.
He simply put away his phone, lazily raised his eyelids, and looked down.
"Huanhuan!! That handsome guy on the other side scored two goals in a row!! The score is now four to two!!"
"Two in a row! That's fucking awesome!"
Although Lu Anlan doesn't understand football, he can still tell who scored.
Xu Yihuan's eyes fell on the scoreboard.
He tilted his head and said, "We got four points, that's pretty good."
The two of them were talking at once, each saying their own thing.
Lu Anlan didn't hear Xu Yihuan's words clearly, taking it as her agreeing with him.
She continued to scream excitedly.
The audience.
Zhou Yanzhe raised his hand to wipe his sweat.
The supervising teacher handed me a towel.
Admiringly: "Well done."
Not bad, at least they scored a goal; even if they lost, it wasn't such an embarrassing defeat.
The basketball skills of the male students at Beijing University of Science and Technology are comparable to the status of the Chinese national football team in the world among all universities in this region.
It's already quite good that they scored a goal.
This is also why he insisted on keeping Zhou Yanzhe.
Zhou Yanzhe's skill level is indeed not bad.
"What good is he if he's not bad? Is he going to lead us to victory?"
"Everyone knows the other's skill level. Can't you tell whether it's luck or ability?"
One mocking voice after another came from the side.
The remaining teammates were sitting together, not discussing tactics, but chatting loudly.
Zhou Yanzhe gave them a cold look, a look that was chillingly cold.
The others were genuinely taken aback.
After a moment of silence, he immediately realized what was happening.
Thinking that she had actually been frightened by this pretty boy, she was momentarily embarrassed and angry.
"What are you glaring at me for? I'll gouge your eyes out if you glare at me again!"
"That's hilarious. They don't think they're so great just because they made two shots, do they? And they dare glare at us?"
When a good student stands out among a group of poor students, all the attention will be focused on that good student.
The remaining underperforming students will naturally feel resentful and form small cliques.
Zhou Yanzhe could be considered a good student among the bad students, and he was also arrogant since childhood and didn't know how to handle interpersonal relationships.
They were naturally ostracized.
Zhou Yanzhe didn't say anything. He withdrew his gaze from them, lowered his eyes and stared at his ankle, which was aching again, for a while, then pursed his lips.
Well, I'll just have to hold on for as long as I can.
A short while later, the whistle blew again.
Both sides are back on the field once again.
Black and blue basketball uniforms were mixed together on the court.
"Brother, do you think Peking University can win?"
Pei Yutang's gaze was fixed on the audience below, her face expressionless, clearly indicating she wasn't very interested in these matters. It was just a casual question.
"I think so."
The University of Science and Technology Beijing seems unreliable. I wonder what Xu Yihuan will think when Zhou Yanzhe loses.
Thinking about it, Pei Yuli turned his gaze to Xu Yihuan.
Xu Yihuan was still as absent-minded as before, except she wasn't playing on her phone anymore, and instead seemed a little sleepy.
Looking at Xu Yihuan's appearance, Pei Yuli's lips curled into a smile that he himself was unaware of.
Pei Yutang noticed and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Yuli stopped laughing.
"Really? I didn't laugh, did I?"
Pei Yutang frowned, noticing that Pei Yuli's lips were indeed not smiling. Could it be that she had misread it?
Pei Yutang's gaze returned to the basketball court.
"Brother, don't you feel like something's not right?"
"What?" Pei Yuli was in an inexplicably good mood, and even his tone was lazy.
"I feel like there's something wrong with the opponent's main player. Although he seems to be getting stronger as the game goes on, he seems to be running out of stamina. Why is he limping?"
"Is that so?" Pei Yuli glanced over indifferently.
As Peking University scored more and more goals, Beijing University of Science and Technology began to tank, even their defense consisted of just casually raising their hands as a formality.
Zhou Yanzhe jogged to intercept the ball.
A series of excruciating pains shot through my ankle.
This forced him to sometimes use his other, uninjured leg.
When he's out in public, he naturally develops a limp.
Zhou Yanzhe frowned.
I glanced at the countdown; only thirty seconds remained.
Just bear with it a little longer.
As his opponent, Tan Zhixu naturally sensed that something was wrong with Zhou Yanzhe.
Tan Zhixu's beautiful phoenix eyes were half-closed, her face full of doubt.
What's going on? Zhou Yanzhe is injured? He's injured and still playing basketball?
What's the point of this? Is it trying to gain sympathy?
Almost instantly, Tan Zhixu considered the possibility as Xu Yihuan.
There was no way around it; it was common knowledge that Xu Yihuan had feelings for Zhou Yanzhe in the past.
The thought of this possibility stirred a pang of jealousy in Tan Zhixu's heart.
The desire to win or lose is even more pronounced.
He jumped and caught the ball from his teammate, then started dribbling it towards the other side.
With such an aggressive demeanor, Zhou Yanzhe could only try to disrupt it.
When Tan Zhixu got the ball, there were only fifteen seconds left in the game.
Whether it goes in or not depends on these fifteen seconds.
Everyone's hearts pounded with tension, and they dared not utter a sound.
Even though everyone knew this shot wasn't the key to victory, the countdown still sent everyone's adrenaline soaring.
Suddenly, a whistle blew, and everyone stood up!
Xu Yihuan was still half asleep when she opened her eyes and immediately stood up.
"What's wrong?"
"It fell!!"
Xu Yihuan was completely confused, but she continued reading.
Tan Zhixu and Zhou Yanzhe both fell to the ground!
Xu Yihuan's eyes widened.
What's going on?!
In short, when Tan Zhixu was dribbling, Zhou Yanzhe tried to steal the ball, but instead knocked Tan Zhixu down.
Tan Zhixu was unable to dodge in time and was knocked down by the force.
The ball flew away, and the person fell down.
Pei Yuli noticed this and stood up abruptly.
His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Xu Yihuan.
In his memory, Xu Yihuan really liked Zhou Yanzhe.
But Zhou Yanzhe's attitude...
A hint of hidden heartache flashed across Pei Yuli's eyes.
As expected, Xu Yihuan was looking at Zhou Yanzhe with a worried expression.
Pei Yuli looked at Zhou Yanzhe, who was all alone, gritted his teeth, and ran downstairs.
It's better for him to go down than for Xu Yihuan to get entangled with Zhou Yanzhe again later.
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