"That shot just now was pretty good, wasn’t it?" Zhuo Feng, holding the ball, asked Zhou Siyu proudly. He felt that Siyu was different from other girls; she liked not only watching them play basketball but also genuinely appreciated it, giving them a sense of validation. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
Of course, other girls watched them play basketball seriously too, and he had noticed their infatuated stares, but being watched by a pretty girl, compared to an unattractive one, was a different feeling altogether.
Besides, he didn’t like that kind of infatuated look; it made him lose the thrill of conquest.
"Beautiful." Siyu smiled gently, then turned to look at Gu Jianbin, "The shot that Jianbin made just now was also good, from such a distance, and the ball went in too."
Having interacted for over a month, seeing each other almost every day, what frustrated Siyu was that Gu Jianbin’s attitude towards her had always been lukewarm, as if he had no special interest in her, whereas Zhuo Feng was very enthusiastic towards her.
Fearing that Gu Jianbin would mistake her for an indecent woman, she never showed too much warmth to Zhuo Feng, always skillfully steering the conversation back to Gu Jianbin.
As for Gu Jianbin, who had just received the compliment, he naturally felt very good about it, too. Every time he returned to the dormitory, Zhuo Feng would look at him enviously, saying he attracted girls’ attention.
He had no intention of dating, but that didn’t mean he was without vanity.
"That shot going in was mostly luck."
"I watch you guys play all the time, how could I not know your strength? Don’t be so modest."
"Exactly." Zhuo Feng echoed, then as if thinking of something, he asked, "Siyu, are you going home this weekend? I am going to Jianbin’s place to study this weekend. Do you want to join us?"
Zhuo Feng already knew that Siyu was a student from the countryside, but that did not make him think any less of her. On the contrary, he found it remarkable that Siyu could perform so well given her background.
Gu Jianbin pursed his lips; he found the idea of inviting a girl over to his house awkward and disruptive to his studying. But since Zhuo Feng had asked, he couldn’t really object without embarrassing both Zhuo Feng and Siyu; he could only pray she would not agree.
To go to Gu Jianbin’s house?
Siyu was thrilled, but Zhuo Feng was the one who had issued the invitation, not Jianbin. Unsure of Jianbin’s thoughts and afraid that agreeing directly would make Jianbin think she was too easygoing.
"I don’t think I can make it this week." Siyu said, looking slightly disappointed, "I’ve promised Tian Caiyan to accompany her to Middle School No. 3. She ran into some thugs when she went to see a movie yesterday; a student from Middle School No. 3 saved her, and she insists I go with her to thank the person."
"She ran into some thugs?" Zhuo Feng looked surprised, "Are the thugs really that audacious these days? Is she alright?"
Siyu shook her head, "She is fine, just a bit shaken up."
Gu Jianbin was not familiar with Tian Caiyan and had only had a few conversations with her, barely seeing her a handful of times. He didn’t like her personality, thinking that this incident might put her haughty attitude in check.
After hearing they were planning to visit Middle School No. 3, he too became interested in going, "I’ve heard that the top student from this year’s city-wide high school entrance exam gave up Middle School No. 1 for Middle School No. 3. I’m quite curious what Middle School No. 3 has to offer that she’d choose it over No. 1. Zhuo Feng, are you interested in checking out Middle School No. 3 together?"
Scoring first place in the city suggests a high IQ, yet she chose Middle School No. 3 over No. 1; there must be a reason. Could it be that Middle School No. 3 has something better than No. 1?