Chapter 72 The Delinquent School Beauty Transfer Student 13 Basketball
Yun Chiyi had little patience. After finding the iodine, she grabbed Lin Hengzhi's hand and smeared it on the bloodstains several times. After finishing, she quickly let go of his hand.
"Here, all done. Tomorrow I'll give you some scar-removing ointment. Just apply it and it'll look brand new again, so it won't stop you from writing in the future."
She turned to the side and tightened the cap on the iodine bottle, then, as if remembering something, quickly turned back and whispered, "Don't tell my parents that I caught you, understand? If they ask, just say that a black cat caught you, so that our stories don't clash."
The moment the warm, delicate fragrance approached, Lin Hengzhi immediately straightened up, his body instinctively leaning back, and he didn't reply for a moment as he looked at the fierce-looking Yun Chiyi.
Yun Chiyi looked up into his dark eyes: "You're usually quite talkative, why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb now? Whatever, I'll take that as a yes."
She turned around, and Lin Hengzhi's body gradually relaxed.
Yun Chiyi went to the restroom, and when she came back, she found Lin Hengzhi helping to set the chopsticks. His hands were slender and had distinct knuckles. He neatly moved the bowls and placed them in a comfortable position.
She had a nightmare, and in her panic, she grabbed such a slender hand, but she still vaguely remembers that his hand was very strong.
Speaking of a sense of strength, in order to avoid studying math, after dinner and resting for a while, Yun Chiyi dragged Lin Hengzhi to the community basketball court to exercise.
She tied her hair up high, changed into a snow-white short-sleeved shirt and comfortable gray sweatpants, rotated her wrists, and began to warm up.
"I was lying to you this afternoon. I can play basketball. I even won a case of milk during a shooting game."
Yun Chiyi stretched her neck, looking quite imposing, and then slowly added, "Oh right, you've had it too, but you have a bad memory, so you've probably forgotten about it a long time ago."
Lin Hengzhi kept his hands in his pockets the whole time, calmly watching her jump around in place.
Yun Chiyi broke out in a light sweat and felt much better. She picked up the ball and slammed it on the ground to test her feel for it: "Now it's not your turn to teach me how to play basketball. We'll play one-on-one, and whoever scores ten points first wins."
As she lowered her body, moved the ball in her hand, and prepared to pass Lin Hengzhi, his large, seemingly thin hand swept across the air and easily took the ball into his palm.
Yun Chiyi, empty-handed, looked blankly at Lin Hengzhi, who casually tossed the basketball high into the air with ease.
A loud clang echoed through the air.
Lin Hengzhi brushed the dust off his hands and said without changing his expression, "I can tell, all you can do is pitch."
Yun Chiyi blinked, then a blush slowly crept up her ears, and she gritted her teeth: "Whoever threw it, goes to retrieve the ball."
Lin Hengzhi picked up the ball and handed it to her: "Your lower body is not stable enough. When you dribble the ball, your footwork is easily messed up. If you want to practice, you need to build a good foundation. Don't think about scoring points right away."
Even with a flat tone, Yun Chiyi could detect a hint of mockery. She put her hands on her hips and refused to catch the ball, saying stubbornly, "I didn't realize you could actually play basketball. Teacher Lin, you're such a versatile helper at home, capable in both formal and casual settings."
Lin Hengzhi grabbed her arm, and the movement slid down to her wrist. Yun Chiyi was too busy teasing him to be wary of his touch.
He shoved the basketball into her arms: "Let's walk around three times with the ball to practice our skills."
Yun Chiyi was pushed along by his shoulder. She valued having fun rather than being professional. At this moment, she couldn't help but miss the feeling of dawdling and slacking off when doing her homework. At least her body wasn't tired.
No, both are forms of torture.
The basketball veered off course after a couple of steps. Lin Hengzhi strolled alongside, watching as the basketball rolled away from her hands again. He asked casually, "Is this difficult?"
Yun Chiyi immediately raised her eyes: "Who do you look down on? So what if you can do it but I can't?"
She decided to give up and sat down on the lawn outside: "I'm tired, this isn't fun anymore, I need to rest for ten minutes."
Lin Hengzhi stood and looked at her for a few seconds, then silently sat down on her left.
"Do other teachers teach you the same things as you, requiring you to practice some exhausting basic skills?" Yun Chiyi tilted her head and asked seriously.
Lin Hengzhi was looking at the back of his hand, keeping track of the start time of class, and was about to urge Yun Chiyi to go back when he heard her speak. His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he replied, "If it's a professional coach, the level of practice is more than ten times that, so our school's basketball team members are usually quite tired."
"Oh, I see. They work so hard to bring honor to the school." Yun Chiyi asked casually, otherwise he would have immediately dragged her back to analyze the exercise book.
Yun Chiyi lay down on the grass in a very relaxed star-shaped position. The sparse stars were overhead, and she reached out and touched them haphazardly.
"I already told you, I'm going out to play this weekend, so the tutoring sessions for the next two days have to be canceled."
Lin Hengzhi nodded: "I have something to do too."
Yun Chiyi seemed to have heard something incredible. Driven by curiosity, she tugged at Lin Hengzhi's clothes: "Finally, you're not burying yourself in your studies at home anymore. Where are you going to play?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a thought flashed through her mind, and she knew what Lin Hengzhi was going to do.
He has a book signing event on Saturday.
I almost forgot, this guy is not only a bookworm, but also a hidden master of suspense novels.
As expected, he did not answer, but chose to remain silent.
Yun Chiyi, suddenly seized by a playful mood, lay down with her legs crossed and, barely suppressing her smug tone, asked, "What kind of job do you want to be in the future, deskmate? A doctor, a teacher, a policeman, or an author? Look at how well you write your essays; you're clearly cut out to be a novelist. Why don't you become a novelist?"
She smiled faintly, tugged at his sleeve to get up, and knelt down to meet his gaze: "I mean, if you became a novelist, would you write me into your novel?"
Lin Hengzhi's brow twitched slightly, and his gaze gradually focused on Yun Chiyi.
She could sense a dangerous aura surrounding him.
But she insisted on continuing, "Give me a good role, one that will make me live to be a hundred and never have to worry about money."
Lin Hengzhi looked away: "Do you think I'm a wish-granting robot?"
Yun Chiyi chuckled softly, her eyes crinkling into crescents: "I do hope you are."
Lin Hengzhi stood up and reached out to her again: "Get up, it's time."
Yun Chiyi grabbed his hand tightly and grumbled, "What good will it do you if I become a top student? If I don't study, you can get more tutoring fees from my parents. If they promise you a bonus, you must share half with me. This is the result of our joint efforts."
He let go and said, "There's no bonus, and even if there were, I wouldn't agree."
Yun Chiyi followed behind him, silently mimicking his speech. Unexpectedly, Lin Hengzhi seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and suddenly turned around to look at her.
She breathed on her hands to warm them, using her busyness as a pretense: "It's so hot today, my deskmate, your hands are so cold, they're freezing me."
Lin Hengzhi didn't argue with her, but quietly clenched his hands as they hung down.
Lin Song had said to him more than once that he was a cold-hearted person, like ice in a dead well, even in summer.
That makes sense.
Yun Chiyi raised her head and looked into the dark night sky. Tonight was a windless night, and tomorrow would be a sunny day.
the next day.
As soon as Yun Chiyi opened her eyes, she heard whispers coming from the living room.
Today, Meng Yuan and Yun Hengshan didn't have to go to work. As usual, they got up early, went for a walk, and then came back to make breakfast.
Her parents, who are in their forties, are in better spirits than she is!
Yun Chiyi thought that it was still early before the time she agreed to meet Wang Jiajia, so she buried her head and decided to sleep a few more minutes.
Then, out of the blue, they heard Lin Hengzhi's name.
Why are you still discussing Lin Hengzhi behind her back?
Yun Chiyi was no longer sleepy. She secretly got out of bed and put her ear to listen. They were speaking in soft voices, so it was quite difficult for her to hear them.
Meng Yuan sighed, "This child has had it so tough. How come he gets wronged for everything? How could he possibly be the kind of person who stabs you in the back?"
Yun Hengshan: "Lin Song lost his job after being reported for his bad character. I wonder what kind of trouble he'll cause next."
Meng Yuan sighed again: "I didn't know he had this temper before. It was fine when his mother was alive, but after she left, there's no one left who cares about Lin Hengzhi."
Yun Hengshan seemed to be so angry that he stood up and paced around the living room: "Now Xiaolin is the closest to our family. We should help each other out when we can."
After that, all that was heard was Meng Yuan and Yun Hengshan chatting about everyday things and reminiscing sadly about the past.
Yun Chiyi gradually straightened up and walked around the room a few times to sort out the information in the conversation. It seemed that Lin Song's drunken outburst not long ago had been reported to his workplace, and his employer was afraid that he would not be able to keep an eye on the machines while drunk, so they fired him in front of all the employees.
Lin Song and Lin Hengzhi don't get along, and the first person he thought of as the mastermind behind it all was Lin Hengzhi. He wanted to come and argue with him this morning, but he was stopped by the security guard at the gate.
They all felt that Lin Hengzhi had been wronged, but in her opinion, that was not necessarily true; if Lin Hengzhi hadn't done it, then something was definitely fishy.
Yun Chiyi suddenly felt very good. She took off her pajamas and put on a pure white dress. She thought that it would be fun to scare Wang Jiajia in the haunted house later.
After breakfast, she went out with her schoolbag on her back and caught the bus. She sat in the back, took out her earphones, closed her eyes, and listened to music.
The weather was sunny today, and the morning sunlight streamed through the car window as Yun Chiyi took a leisurely nap.
When I open my eyes again, the next stop is my destination.
Wang Jiajia and Xin Xiaoya had been waiting at the intersection for a long time. When they saw her, they waved frantically. Xin Xiaoya was still wearing her school uniform and stared at Yun Chiyi with a smile.
"Let me tell you, I just met some people who had a great time, and everyone said it was a lot of fun. The place I found is absolutely foolproof."
As soon as Wang Jiajia finished speaking, the two of them took Yun Chiyi's arms on either side and couldn't wait to go upstairs.
As a result, when it was time to enter, Yun Chiyi was stopped outside by the 20 yuan entrance fee.
Yun Chiyi rummaged through all her pockets and scraped together ten yuan. She clutched the crumpled bill tightly, looking embarrassed: "Didn't you say it was fifteen yuan?"
Wang Jiajia looked at her helplessly: "I didn't listen properly when I was speaking. This is the premium mode, which costs twenty yuan, okay? I lent my extra money to Xin Xiaoya. Are we still playing today?"
Having waited for days, and already standing at the door, Yun Chiyi was determined to go in.
She raised an eyebrow and confidently stepped forward: "Wait for me for twenty minutes, I'm going to borrow some money."
Watching Yun Chiyi's rapidly disappearing figure, Wang Jiajia turned to Xin Xiaoya and sighed, "How can she be so poor?"
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