Qiu Cifeng didn't say much, but said, "I will change my tactics, and then we will win."
Lu Yibei hummed in agreement and continued to wipe his sweat with his jersey.
He looked in the direction of his girlfriend.
His girlfriend continued to stare at him intently.
He smiled.
Ji Qingqian pursed her lips, her eyes showing a mixture of worry and a smile.
He pointed to himself, then waved his hand, indicating that everything was fine.
Qiu Cifeng suddenly asked:
"team leader."
Cheng Mingli: "Hmm?"
"If he joins the team, who would you recommend as captain?" Qiu Cifeng asked.
Cheng Mingli: ...
Qiu Cifeng: "Hmph!"
Lu Yibei: ? ?
Why are these sharp eyes of his again?
Lu Yibei had been pondering for a while now: where did Qiu Cifeng's hostility towards him come from? Was it from the comparison of their ball skills?
Looking back now—
It stemmed from Cheng Mingli's excessive self-confidence.
So this made his junior teammate, who was a direct descendant of his, unhappy.
"The value of Senior Sister Qiao's words is still soaring," Lu Yibei said.
“…What?” Cheng Mingli asked.
"Your computer science department is indeed very gay."
Lu Yibei said calmly, "It's a good thing I didn't join back then."
"--roll!"
Fifteen minutes passed quickly.
While everyone was watching the cheerleaders' hot dance.
Cheng Mingli, however, lifted his plaster cast to take a look.
The doctor said his foot had fully healed and he would be able to move around again by January.
January is final exam month, winter break, Chinese New Year, and then it's the second semester of junior year.
At that time, the officers and captains of various student organizations at Jiangda University usually step down and hand over their positions to their juniors.
Cheng Mingli also had the same plan.
So he specially arranged a formal ball game with another school before the end of the semester, and even found three referees to serve as his farewell performance for the team.
Then next semester, we can hand everything over to Qiu Cifeng and the other young people.
Unexpectedly, fate intervened, and his leg was broken by the sophomore campus belle... no, it was accidentally broken.
Mom's heard too many rumors.
He was almost starting to believe it himself.
well.
Fifteen minutes have passed.
Qiu Cifeng pulled out his jersey that was tucked into his pants.
Lu Yibei raised his fist and swung it.
"I'm leaving!"
"etc."
Cheng Mingli suddenly called out to them.
The players who were about to take the field looked back at him, puzzled.
Cheng Mingli smiled and shouted in a loud voice:
"Keep it up, you guys are awesome!"
The basketball team members were stunned for a moment, and then...
"Do you need to tell me?"
"...Please, if your legs hadn't been broken by the school beauty, we would be even stronger."
"Chengdui, why did you say such a thing... Don't say it again, it's disgusting."
Qiu Cifeng and Lu Yibei remained silent.
Qiu Cifeng remained truly silent.
Lu Yibei held back for a while, but finally couldn't hold back anymore:
"Bro, why are you acting so gay? It's a little scary—"
Cheng Mingli grabbed the empty soda can Qiu Cifeng had drunk from and threw it at him!
…
Qiao Sinian did not return to the audience this time; she stood beside Cheng Mingli, with her back against the wall.
Having just finished dancing, she didn't put on her jacket, making her appear exceptionally tall.
What are you thinking about?
“You wouldn’t understand things about the basketball team,” Cheng Mingli said.
Qiao Sinian clicked his tongue in amazement: "You're the captain of the basketball team, and I'm the cheerleader leader. What don't you understand?"
Cheng Mingli thought about it and realized it made sense, so he said, "It's something that happens after I retire."
Qiao Sinian smiled: "Without realizing it, we've all become senior students."
Flowers bloom and fade; former freshmen now have to think about what to do after leaving school.
“Yes, I’ll be stepping down next semester… and the semester after that, I’ll be leaving the school,” Cheng Mingli said.
If you think about it carefully, there are still six months, or more than 180 days.
Qiao Sinian said, "We're both juniors now, but it feels like we just met yesterday."
Just like when you first enter university, you always feel that your junior year is so far away.
They now feel that 180 days is still a long time, but in reality, it's just a blink of an eye.
Cheng Mingli: "...No, are we that unfamiliar?"
Qiao Sinian glared at him: "Don't worry, we've stepped down, not died. As long as we want to, we can come back anytime. Are you afraid they won't welcome us?"
Cheng Mingli smiled and said, "That's true."
Looking at Cheng Mingli, Qiao Sinian hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
But at least he managed to say it:
"I'm worried that a year from now, we might not even be able to talk to each other."
"us?"
"You and I have both left school. Who knows what will happen?"
"He just left school, he's not dead."
Cheng Mingli returned the words to Qiao Sinian: "Stop talking, we can meet up anytime."
Qiao Sinian laughed, her eyes narrowing into slits. Although she possessed a naturally spirited appearance, the way her eyes curved in a smile added an unexpected touch of coquettish charm to her joyful expression.
"What you said is true, and what is said cannot be taken back."
"Once my leg heals, even eight horses wouldn't be able to catch me!"
Qiao Sinian breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to the team members who were about to take the field:
"Go for it! If you win, your captain will treat you to dinner!!"
Cheng Mingli: "...Eh? Don't talk nonsense!!"
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