Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
However, what was most astonishing was that he was working while still being a Year Three student in high school. This was really indicative of his poverty as Yu Zhe had said.
Even though he still had to work as a student, he was still the top student in his year, which was impressive.
Brother Hui was very considerate and understanding, and he did not disturb them further. After he greeted them, he left.
Mu Xiaoxiao then looked towards Lu Yichen and asked, “Do you usually work here? It’s so far from school.”
Lu Yichen replied, “I come here only on the weekends. This place isn’t far from my home, and the pay is higher too.”
However, he did not want to continue this conversation and changed the topic quickly. He took her to activate the ball resurfacing machine and picked out a ball before handing it to her.
“Try the feel of this.”
Mu Xiaoxiao was sensible and did not press the matter further. She would not ask if he didn’t want to talk.
She received the ball and smiled sweetly. “Aren’t we going to have a match? How are we going to play?”
She didn’t know if the rules she had used in America would be the same back home.
With that said, she held the ball, made her way to the front of the lane, and threw the ball to have a feel for it.
She hit three pins, and the sound of them falling down rang out clearly.
Lu Yichen observed her correct playing form, and his eyes filled with admiration. She wasn’t exaggerating — she could really play and was not bad at it.
Even though she only hit three pins, it was natural for that to happen because it had only been her first ball and she was not used to the grip yet.
He replied, “I’m fine with anything. How do you want to play?”
Mu Xiaoxiao went over to grab another ball and threw it again. The pins slammed down loudly, and this time, seven pins fell down.
She was smiling gaily, her dark, grape-like eyes brimming with confidence. She said to him, “Then how about this: we’ll bowl ten times and see who scores higher. How about that?”
And of course, when there was a game, there would be betting.
Lu Yichen smiled lightly. Looking at her mischievous and crafty smile, he humored her and said, “Sure, what do you want to bet?”
Mu Xiaoxiao tapped her fingers together and thought about the terms. “Let’s do this: the person who wins can request something of the other person, but it can’t be too ridiculous and must be something feasible,” she said.
“Okay,” he agreed.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes shined with cunning, and she said, “I’ll start first, then we’ll take turns.”
Lu Yichen did not have any objections. Even though it was obvious that she looked overjoyed that she was getting away with her scheme, he did not really mind.
Mu Xiaoxiao had already bowled twice earlier. This was her third time throwing, and her grip had naturally improved. She jumped in joy as she knocked down eight pins.
It was now Lu Yichen’s turn.
He had no chance to test the balls, so his first throw was bad — only two pins.
Mu Xiaoxiao was laughing with glee, and she even patted his shoulder and consoled him, “Don’t worry. Once you’ve thrown a few more balls, you’ll find your grip.”
However, when he finally got used to the feel, her points would already be way ahead of his.
She had been planning for this all along.
Bowling was a sport that tested a user’s grip. Few could score high on their first try, and it took some time to find one’s feel before one could throw accurately.
She had tested the ball twice already, but she hadn’t let him do so. Of course her odds of winning would be high.
Hehe, all’s fair in war!