Zhao Xun looked at Hao Zhangwen.
Then look at Liu Jie.
The fat man was still working at his desk.
As for Brother Jie, he was slumped over the table, lacking any energy or spirit.
But at least they're doing something worthwhile.
He was still cramming for English at the last minute.
A girl's words may not have any magic in themselves, but if a boy who holds her in his heart hears them, they become an irresistible force.
"…well."
Zhao Xun had no choice but to reply to Lao Bei, who had sent "help me" message.
[Zhao Sun: Where?]
At the same time, he went over and pulled out a pair of Onizuka Tiger running shoes from under the bed in the prison.
Hao Zhangwen, who was standing nearby, noticed the commotion.
He: "Hmm?"
"Lao Bei has become a worn-out shoe." Zhao Xun said indifferently.
Hao Zhangwen understood: "Yes."
Zhao Sun, carrying her shoes, hadn't been in the dormitory for long when she hunched her shoulders and came back.
Then he put on his thick coat.
Damn it.
Zhao Sun cursed.
He suddenly remembered a conversation he had with a female student surnamed Ma.
[Ma: Senior Lu has been practicing very diligently lately]
[Ma: Senior, aren't you going to go and cheer him on?]
[Zhao Sun: Am I some kind of cheerleader from somewhere?]
[Zhao Sun: And with this weather...]
[Zhao Sun: Whoever goes out is a grandson]
"...Damn it."
Zhao Xun cursed again, then quickened his pace in the cold air.
…
Lu Yibei glanced westward.
The sunset today was fiery red and dazzling. If it weren't for this damned cold air still lingering, the western sunset would have made it easier to imagine the height of summer.
Then, Lu Yibei smiled:
"They're here."
He saw a figure, almost entirely covered in clothing—coat, hood, and snow boots—approaching.
Lu Yibei thought that Sun'er's only mistake was forgetting to bring a mask when she went out; now her snow-white nose was a little red from the cold.
Wang Jue was holding her phone, taking pictures of the sunset. Upon seeing the person approaching, she immediately put down her phone. Only after the person was beside her did she whisper:
"…Feel sorry."
Zhao Sun: ...?
He didn't understand what Wang Jue was doing at all, and was too lazy to ask any more questions.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Xun felt the cold air piercing his throat, creating a chilling, stinging sensation.
“…”
Zhao Xun, with her legs that were somewhat short but surprisingly well-proportioned, passed by Wang Jue and Chen Wei.
He wasn't familiar with either of them.
Needless to say, the former is a woman.
The latter was attacked by a female student surnamed Ma when he went out to eat with Fatty... Damn, they didn't even exchange a word.
He didn't want to talk either.
Zhao Xun walked straight up to Lu Yibei and tossed his running shoes aside.
Thanks…
Lu Yibei smiled, then looked at Zhao Xun's completely covered gear: "Wait, is it that cold?"
Zhao Xun remained silent. He first poked Lu Yibei in the chest with his fist, then flicked his middle finger, sniffed, and nodded to his uncle as a greeting.
Then he turned and left.
Lu Yibei had neither the desire nor the ability to keep Sun'er to watch the battle.
He took off his old shoes and put on the new ones he had brought... Although they were running shoes, which weren't good for playing basketball, they were still better than shoes with soles coming unglued.
He then jumped lightly twice to test the feel of his feet, and then smiled and said to Chen Wei:
"Come on, let's try again, and I'll show you what I'm capable of!"
Chen Wei nodded and said, "Awei, start the game—"
Ah Wei is dead.
…Oh no, I should say that Awei ignored him.
Wang Wei stared intently in the direction the black-clad "girl" had disappeared.
She was about 1.65 meters tall, neither as short as Wang Jue nor as tall as Ji Qingqian.
She was wrapped in a coat, but her slender figure was still noticeable.
The proportions of her waist and legs are absolutely perfect.
His all-black outfit also gave him an unexpectedly unique look.
The face peeking out from under the black hood was small and snow-white, with a pink nose that made her look rather cute.
She's simply a goddess.
Muse!
Chen Wei: "Wang Wei?"
Wang Wei: "...Oh, oh."
He snapped out of his daze and casually asked:
"Senior Lu, is he your friend?"
Lu Yibei let out an "Ah," indicating his agreement.
Wang Wei was about to ask the other person's name, phone number, and date of birth, but after thinking about it, he stopped himself.
As an ordinary person, he was self-aware enough to know that he was not worthy of a beauty of that caliber.
Besides, asking so many questions after only a quick glance is probably too presumptuous for the lady.
Furthermore, if Senior Lu were to talk about this with others later, it might frighten them and cause them to misunderstand him as some kind of very bad person…
"It's nothing," Wang Wei said.
"Senior."
While positioning himself, Chen Wei quietly thanked Lu Yibei, saying, "I feel so good to be able to play basketball with you."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Wang Jue, who was watching from the sidelines, and instinctively smiled.
Lu Yibei smiled as well, and the two exchanged a glance, their meaning unspoken.
"Yes, senior, I think so too!"
Wang Wei said with great enthusiasm, "Remember to call me next time!"
Lu Yibei: ...?
Chen Wei: ?
No, what are you so happy about?
Lu Yibei looked at Chen Wei.
Chen Wei looked at Wang Wei.
The two eventually reached a conclusion.
This guy really loves playing basketball...
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