Chapter 31: Beautiful and cool, bet on her
On the court, the girl wore a jersey with a black lining underneath. In the sunlight, her arms were slender and her collarbones were distinct.
Her skin was a cool, snow-white color, slightly flushed from exercise, as if carved from warm jade.
With every run and every attack, infinite energy burst out from her, attracting all eyes from all directions.
Either amazed, stunned, or shocked.
There were obviously other people on the field, but everyone was looking at her alone.
“So beautiful and cool!”
"We girls look better playing basketball than you boys."
"The key is that Jiang Fuyue is still ahead in the score."
"This is fucking embarrassing..."
At that time, Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang were still in class.
The two received the message almost at the same time, and then quickly logged into the school forum and clicked on the hot posts on the homepage. The screen was full of "Jiang Fuyue". In addition to this name, there were also photos of her wearing a jersey.
Running and dribbling, confronting and wrestling, jumping and shooting...
The girl was sweating profusely, but she was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Damn it—who are you showing off to by wearing so little?" Yi Ci cursed, grabbed his phone and walked out.
Zhong Ziang followed closely behind, not forgetting to bring his beloved basketball, looking eager to try.
"Damn! Brother Ci, are you crazy? We're still in class, and you..."
The only response he got was two figures sweeping away like the wind.
"Why is Zhong Ziang also crazy?"
…
When going down the stairs, the two inevitably bumped into each other.
Yi Ci: "Why are you following me?"
Zhong Ziang: "If you can't talk, stop farting. Who's following you?"
Yi Ci quickened his pace.
Zhong Ziang was not willing to be outdone.
It eventually developed into a sprint race.
Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, the game was over and a group of people were slowly dispersing, still excitedly discussing this "subversive" confrontation.
The subversion of gender, the peak score, and the subversion of their preconceived impression of Jiang Fuyue!
The person being discussed was not present at the scene. Yi Ci grabbed a classmate and asked, "Where is Jiang Fuyue?"
"It seems that Teacher Meng called him away."
…
In the corner.
"...What do you think? Are you willing?" Meng Zhijian was full of anticipation, and he looked at the girl as if he was looking at a piece of delicious pork belly.
Jiang Fuyue did not respond.
Meng Zhijian was anxious. "Let me tell you, it's not just the IMO that has a future. The IPhO is just as impressive! Every year, over 40 countries participate, and the impact spans five continents. Let's not even talk about the distant ones. Let's just talk about the near ones. If you can win a prize, admission to top universities like B University and Q University won't be a problem. Even if you want to go abroad, you can easily get an Ivy League offer..."
Despite his eloquent words, Jiang Fuyue remained calm from beginning to end: "I'll think about it."
"No... what else is there to consider? I promise, as long as you come to the physics competition class, I will give you the most comprehensive, scientific, and systematic training!"
But Jiang Fuyue still said the same thing.
Meng Zhijian scratched his head and said, "Then tell me, what else are you not satisfied with?"
She lowered her eyes.
"Then let me ask this another way. You're already in the Mathematical Olympiad class, so why can't you come to my Physics class?"
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "There are subsidies for the Mathematical Olympiad class."
"?"
"Five hundred per month."
“…”
But there is no such thing in the physics competition class.
Not long ago, Meng Zhijian mocked Xu Jingjiang for going to Fu Yue not for him or the Mathematical Olympiad, but for the monthly subsidy from the school. Now that it's his turn, he realizes how... bullshit this feeling is!
The key point is that the school really doesn't provide subsidies to students in the physics competition class. That is a benefit only available to students in the mathematics Olympiad class.
No one mentioned it before and he didn't care.
Besides, who cares about these three or five hundred yuan?
Both students and parents are very happy to be trained as "seed players", and no one has taken the initiative to ask the school to pay subsidies.
Jiang Fuyue is an exception.
The only exception.
"This habit is bad. It not only fails to achieve academic fairness, but also deprives students of the right to use knowledge to create wealth. It also dampens the enthusiasm of students in the first grade to explore the unknown and work hard."
"!" Still, can you explain it this way? So many different explanations...
Meng Zhijian was already confused. After Jiang Fuyue walked a long way away, he finally reacted and promised her from behind: "I will apply to the school right away!"
Jiang Fuyue didn't stop, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She waved her hand and said, "Then wait until the application comes through."
Meng Zhijian: “…”
It’s becoming increasingly difficult to fool students these days.
Jiang Fuyue picked up her coat and put it on. Just as she was about to go back to the classroom, she turned around and was caught red-handed by Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang.
She narrowed her eyes slightly: "What's the matter?"
Yi Ci: "You can play basketball? How come I didn't know?"
Zhong Ziang: "Let's make another bet, do you dare?"
The two spoke at the same time, one questioning, the other provoking.
No matter who it is, Jiang Fuyue——
"Not interested."
After saying that, he ran away.
When he passed by the two of them, he didn't even give them a glance. He was as light as a gust of wind and could not be caught.
Zhong Ziang wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Yi Ci.
"What are you doing?!" Zhong Shao frowned and looked unfriendly.
"I'm warning you, don't set your sights on Jiang Fuyue."
"Damn it—who do you think you are? What's it to you?" He said it as if he liked that girl. Tsk!
Yi Ci saw the disdain in his eyes and felt relieved.
He turned and began to look at Zhong Ziang straight in the eye. Although this man was arrogant and domineering, even more annoying than Ling Xuan, the little hypocrite, his face was quite attractive.
"What did you bet with Jiang Fuyue just now?"
Zhong Ziang sneered when he heard this: "Why should I tell you?"
His tone was arrogant, but unfortunately there was a bruise on his chin, which not only failed to intimidate him, but instead made him look ridiculous.
Yi Ci's expression was subtle: "I heard... you were beaten up a few days ago?"
Zhong Ziang's whole body stiffened.
"Could it be that Jiang Fuyue beat him up?"
“…”
Yi Ci laughed heartily: "You coward! You were beaten by a woman, hahahaha..."
He completely forgot that he had been pressed against the wall and rubbed by Jiang Fuyue.
"Shut up!" Zhong Ziang's veins throbbed.
“Hahahahahaha——”
"If you laugh again, believe it or not..."
Yi Ci was not afraid: "How can you eat me?"
"I won't eat you," Zhong Ziang said with a strange smile, "but I can pursue Jiang Fuyue."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
"You dare?!"
"What is there for me to be afraid of?" Zhong Ziang smiled lazily.
"I fell in love with her first!"
"Now I'm interested too."
Yi Ci: "Shameless!"
"Did she agree to it? It didn't seem like that just now. Is it just wishful thinking on your part?"
"Humph! If I can't catch her, forget it for you."
Zhong Ziang thought of Jiang Fuyue's punch, and the bruise on his chin began to ache again. "How about we make a bet?"
"What's the bet?"
"Who will catch Jiang Fuyue first?"
Yi Ci frowned, subconsciously feeling that this was not good, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Zhong Ziang scoffed, "Don't tell me you don't dare to compete?"
"Let's compete! Who's afraid of who?" The young man was full of vigor and could not stand provocation.
"Alright! Whoever loses gets to be my younger brother!"
They looked at each other, neither giving in.
"It's a deal."
Sister Yue: I will make you lose completely [smile]
(End of this chapter)
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