Chapter 52 Who Provoked Boss He?
The basketball finals have finally begun.
Meng Shiyi sat back in the first row of Area C. She had already finished her milk tea and thrown it away. At this moment, she was quietly waiting for He Xilou to come on stage.
The fervent male fan of He Xilou next to him was still holding up his camera, extremely excited: "Ahhh, it's coming! Big Brother He, I love you!!!"
Many cameras were pointed at the court, and cheers and shouts were heard.
He Xilou's condition this time was completely different from the previous times.
At this moment, he put away his nonchalant attitude, and his whole body was like a sharp and cold blade. The moment the whistle blew, his true self burst out.
Like a rebellious lone wolf.
The basketball was like a puppet in his hands, obeying his commands very well and smashing into the basket quickly, accurately and fiercely.
The attack was extremely fierce and brutal.
The opponents were caught off guard and were defeated step by step. They were all stunned.
What's wrong with you, buddy? Are you treating them like Japanese?
“Ahhhh—”
The scene was filled with overwhelming cheers and excitement.
Many Imperial University students in the livestream were stunned: [No, this guy is suddenly playing so aggressively? It doesn't make sense. He didn't play this hard in last year's finals.]
【Who pissed him off? ! ! !】
[I always feel like he's in a bad mood and wants to vent on the court, and then want to end the game early... So who offended Boss He?]
[This is fucking awesome! This cold look makes him even more handsome. He's like a god-like idol! ! !]
[I can't believe how many girls at the Imperial University have a crush on him. He's so handsome, he has no flaws...]
The photographer also gave He Xilou a close-up shot:
The man leaped high in the air, dunking the ball. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, and his narrow eyes held a fierce aggression. Veins bulged on his cold, pale forearms, and the dunk was smooth, natural, and clean.
The wild charm almost broke the lens.
[The photographer knows what we like to see, please give the chef a chicken drumstick, thank you~]
[I can’t criticize this, he’s so handsome, so manly!!!]
[I always feel that he is very unhappy now and can beat me to death. ]
[Ahhh screenshot screenshot, the male protagonist of the campus novel I read finally has a face wuwuwu [drooling]]
He Xilou cooperated with his teammates to finish the game as quickly as possible.
The whole game was an overwhelming victory, and he was undoubtedly the MVP and the best player of the game. Even people who don't understand basketball could feel how strong he was.
The opponents are about to become depressed.
Meng Shiyi was sitting in the audience, her eyes deeply attracted by him.
There were many people on the court, but her eyes were focused on He Xilou and she couldn't look away for a long time.
This is He Xilou.
The chosen one of heaven, unruly and difficult to control, is the most attractive and admired existence...
After He Xiluo finished the game, there were still countless people who wanted to surround him.
But he just walked away, didn't attend the award ceremony, and turned around and left the basketball stadium.
A teammate chased after him and asked, "Brother Lou, the awards ceremony is going on, why aren't you going?"
He Xilou stood lazily outside the venue, lit a cigarette, and said nonchalantly:
"If you don't want to go, just go get it."
"Oh, what about the celebration party tonight? The academy will reimburse the meal expenses. What do you want to eat? We'll do whatever you want."
Although all players are indispensable, He Xilou is the MVP of the game after all, and it was thanks to him that we were able to win the first place, so naturally we should listen more to his opinions.
However, the other party just said indifferently: "I have something to do, I won't go."
"Okay, fine then." The team members noticed that he was in a bad mood and could only leave with disappointment and regret.
He Xilou had a blank expression on his face, half leaning against the wall outside the stadium. The noisy and bustling atmosphere in the stadium gradually faded from his ears, and he seemed cold and lonely.
The image of the girl delivering water to other boys suddenly appeared in his mind.
I don’t know what she talked about with that good squad leader. There was a sweet smile on her lips, her almond-shaped eyes were sparkling with light, and she took the initiative to hand over the mineral water bottle.
It makes people want to pinch her face, hold her in their arms, and force her not to look at other boys.
"White-eyed bunny."
Why didn’t you give him some water?
He Xilou sneered, and when he realized what he was thinking, he raised his head, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
A sense of irritation suddenly emerged in my heart for no reason and I couldn't get rid of it. I just felt unhappy and uncomfortable.
There was no one around. A hint of scarlet burned on his fingertips. The bluish-white smoke gradually blurred his outline, making him look even more wild and badass.
After the competition and award ceremony, most people had left.
Meng Shiyi was sweating a little due to the heat, so she washed her face in the bathroom and also called Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan, which delayed her for a while.
When she packed up her things and walked out of the auditorium, the surroundings were empty and quiet, with no one around.
She looked down at her phone and just walked out of the gym.
"Bang——"
A flying basketball hit her forehead without warning.
Intense pain instantly spread throughout her body. There was a buzzing sound in her head, and the pain made her vision go black. She was completely dazed.
After Meng Shiyi felt dizzy for two seconds, she covered her head and squatted down to calm herself down for a while.
A boy in a jersey ran over, helped Meng Shiyi to stand up, and apologized:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Junior, how about this? I'll add you on WeChat and treat you to dinner tomorrow, how about that?"
"It's okay," Meng Shiyi stood up, rubbed his forehead, and said calmly, "No need to treat me to a meal."
But the boy refused to give in. Where she couldn't see, his eyes were full of calculations and tricks:
"No, junior high school girl, just add me on WeChat. I hit you by accident, so I have to treat you to a meal!!"
Meng Shiyi took a deep breath and politely declined: "Really, no need."
The boy's tone became more anxious, still holding her tightly and refusing to let go, adding a hint of impatience:
"Hey, what's wrong with adding WeChat? I'm not forcing you to do anything. You won't lose any meat, why are you being so noble——"
The words haven't been finished yet.
In an instant, another basketball rushed over from a distance like an arrow and hit him on the forehead accurately.
The boy fell to the ground unexpectedly, and the sound stopped abruptly.
Meng Shiyi looked back in confusion.
Not far away, He Xilou was walking towards her step by step against the light, with a tall and slender figure. His outline was clear and neat, and he was extremely aggressive.
His entire face was in shadow, making it difficult to discern his emotions and appearing even more dangerous.
He Xilou stopped in front of the boy, lowered his eyes to glance at him, and imitated his previous tone:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—"
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
He Xilou protected Meng Shiyi firmly behind him and asked the boy "politely":
"Would you like me to eat your fist?"
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