Chen Wei was a little embarrassed, but still declined:
"Sorry, I've already signed up for the Ancient Style Society."
"...Ancient Style Society!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Mingli slapped the armrest of his wheelchair, almost standing up: "Brother Bei, I heard you often hang out with the Ancient Style Society?"
Lu Yibei curled his lip:
Where did you hear this rumor?
"Bread said so. He was bragging to me before that Li Si and Qiao Sinian were both there. Right, Sinian?"
Lu Yibei: ...
No, Little Bread Senior, what's so great about that?
"So all the hunks are flocking to traditional Chinese style clubs these days?"
Cheng Mingli couldn't understand: "What kind of trend is this?"
"I don't understand why you guys in the clubs always go around Brother Bei."
Qiao Sinian curled her lips in boredom and gestured with her chin toward Lu Yibei: "Brother Bei, I'm the most loyal one, aren't I? I never pester you to join the team. These people don't consider your feelings at all!"
Before Lu Yibei could speak, Cheng Mingli interrupted:
"You're so righteous! Wasn't Yi Bei invited to the cheerleading squad because he's a bit too tall to go?"
Qiao Sinian: "Hehe."
Lu Yibei: "...What the hell are you talking about?"
Lu Yibei and Cheng Mingli both rolled their eyes at Qiao Sinian in perfect unison.
Cheng Mingli then said, "Brother Bei, when are you going to visit the basketball team to discuss some tactics?"
Lu Yibei patted the basketball:
"No, you guys have tactics when you play basketball now? Isn't it just that when you can pass the ball inside, you pass it inside, and when you can't pass it inside, you have the perimeter players initiate a pick-and-roll and shoot, and if they miss, you have the inside players grab the offensive rebound?"
“This time is different,” Cheng Mingli said.
"...They are indeed different."
Lu Yibei glanced at Cheng Mingli's foot: "The inside player is lame."
Judging from Cheng Mingli's appearance, he probably won't be able to play in this week's basketball game.
Cheng Mingli smiled:
"But thankfully, this time besides you, there's also..."
Cheng Mingli hadn't finished speaking.
"Form a team."
A tall figure walked out into the deepening darkness of the night.
She had met Lu Yibei a few times, but their interactions didn't seem to be very pleasant. "Jiang Da Liuchuan Feng", Qiu Cifeng.
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