Wang Wei transformed into a ruthless basketball-shooting robot.
Then I watched Chen Wei and Lu Yibei battle for the ball under the basket.
He was Chen Wei's roommate and also in the same class as Ji Qingqian and Wang Jue, so he knew about the relationship status of the four of them, including Senior Lu.
Therefore, sealing the core with cement is a no-brainer.
He only needs to shoot hoops, he doesn't need romance!
Clang.
The ball hit the rim.
Lu Yibei and Chen Wei had already been locked in a tense and exciting battle for position.
The two teenagers, who had been panting just moments before, regained their energy after drinking water and resting for a while.
Of course, the most important thing is...
Lu Yibei glanced at Ji Qingqian!
Chen Wei was thinking about Wang Jue!
"be mine!"
The two jumped simultaneously, displaying an attitude akin to a clutch rebound in an NBA game.
The bad news is that Lu Yibei failed to secure a prime spot.
Good news, he can jump higher than Chen Wei.
Lu Yibei was the first to grab the rebound.
But he didn't hold on properly; after he touched the ball, it was tossed upwards again.
These moments test the ability to take continuous jumps.
Lu Yibei is far superior.
Just as he was about to jump again, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with his footing. He uttered a sound of surprise and instinctively looked down.
He had a slight opening, and Chen Wei seized the opportunity, sticking out his buttocks and pushing Lu Yibei, who had originally had the upper hand, away.
Lu Yibei stumbled and took two steps back.
Chen Wei finally managed to hold the ball securely in his arms.
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
After winning fair and square against his senior, Chen Wei let out a somewhat silly, hearty laugh.
He couldn't help but glance at Wang Jue.
The latter didn't understand the rules of basketball very well, but she could clearly see the physical contact. She sighed softly:
"...That's amazing."
A girl's praise is the best stimulant for a boy.
Chen Wei laughed again, showing no signs of fatigue.
"Ah Bei?"
Ji Qingqian's soft call drew Chen Wei's attention back to his senior.
Although he won, Chen Wei still wanted to say something like "thank you for your leniency, senior" to save face for Senior Lu.
Before he could speak, he saw Lu Yibei lift his foot and gently shake his shoe.
"...Senior, you're not trying to say your shoelaces are untied, are you?"
Chen Wei said that although he did see that Lu Yibei's Anta shoes had untied laces...
But he won!
We can't let our senior find an excuse to refuse to admit defeat.
Lu Yibei rolled her eyes: "Did you only see a shoelace?"
Chen Wei looked closely.
"...The soles of the shoes have come unglued."
Ji Qingqian said something indifferently and then walked over.
Because of his imposing presence, Wang Wei immediately backed away.
It's not just peeling; it's practically coming apart.
Ji Qingqian could see her boyfriend's white socks sticking out from the toe of his shoes.
Lu Yibei emphasized to Ji Qingqian, "That's why I lost to him."
Ji Qingqian glanced down at Lu Yibei's shoes and said softly, "My boyfriend is being a little too competitive... What about the shoes? I think Anta's quality is..."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't criticize me."
Lu Yibei quickly said, "I've been wearing these shoes for at least three or four years."
As he spoke, he stepped under the basketball hoop, wearing his Iraqi-colored, battle-damaged shoes, and picked up his phone.
Ji Qingqian also took out her phone, as if checking something.
Chen Wei said, "Since your shoes are in this condition, senior, we'll just have to come back tomorrow."
"Don't rush."
Lu Yibei said, "Waiting for an airdrop."
Chen Wei: ...?
Lu Yibei had just messaged his roommates, asking them to send over a pair of shoes.
The first to reply was...
【Bamboo Shoots: Climbing】
【Heading North: Seeking】
[Sun'er: Sigh]
They should arrive soon.
However, "immediately" does not mean "right away".
While waiting for Zhao Xun, they remained crouched on the court in a "1-2-2" formation.
Oh, not a zone defense tactic in basketball, but a team chatting.
Lu Yibei, Ji Qingqian, Chen Wei, Wang Jue.
And Wang Wei.
“…”
Wang Wei shot the ball with a blank expression.
Anyway, coach, all I want to do is play basketball!
…
Ji Qingqian glanced again at her boyfriend's toes, which were sticking out of his shoes and twitching restlessly, then looked at her boyfriend, who seemed quite relaxed:
"Hey, KT or Kyrie?"
Lu Yibei subconsciously replied, "Oh... um? You're going to buy me shoes?"
Ji Qingqian nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Before Lu Yibei could say "no need," the girl interrupted him:
"When a young hero is traveling the world, his beloved should naturally give him a precious sword."
Lu Yibei chuckled softly, then heard his beloved say:
"And if we're down by even one point during the game, just thinking about the shoes I gave you makes you want to yell all sorts of nonsense like 'love,' 'bonds,' and 'I'm carrying the weight of my girlfriend's name, I'll never lose' and charge in—"
As she spoke, Ji Qingqian raised her dark eyebrows:
"Consider this a buff for you."
Lu Yibei couldn't help but chuckle; he really couldn't refuse: "Okay."
"Irving?"
"Irving."
"A frenzy?"
"...Hmm, something cheaper will do. Young hero's stats are already high, so he doesn't need to focus on equipment."
"What about the color?"
"You decide what to do... Hey."
Ji Qingqian neatly and efficiently chose a white-pink color.
Lu Yibei: ...
"I think it suits you."
"...If you think it suits you, then it suits you."
"Princess North~"
Ji Qingqian's eyes curved slightly, as if she was quite satisfied with her own aesthetic sense.
She bought Anta, even though AJ seems to be more famous and has more styles.
However, compared to something more expensive or better, Ji Qingqian, this exceptionally good woman, felt that her boyfriend's preferences were more important.
After scrolling through two pages, Ji Qingqian said, "I think KT looks good too."
"Then return it and buy a KT?" Lu Yibei asked.
Ji Qingqian thought for a moment, then shook her head: "You prefer Irving."
“Actually, I don’t care,” Lu Yibei said.
"But I trust your first choice."
Ji Qingqian considered again: "Should I buy another pair?"
Lu Yibei flicked his finger, hitting Ji Qing's fair and delicate nose tip precisely.
"…pain."
"Don't squander your money."
"snort."
Wang Wei: ...
He heard the conversation behind him.
But so what?
He is a ruthless basketball machine.
Haha, nothing special.
Whether I should say it or not...
He looked down at his AJ shoes, which cost nearly 2,000 yuan.
Ugh, I really want a pair of Kyrie or KT shoes.
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