As Song Shijia was worrying about Yun Qiluo’s future, the next second she heard the young girl’s soft voice: "Pay back the money."
"He is a servant. He helped me last time, and I haven’t paid him yet," Yun Qiluo mentioned this issue, feeling deflated, with a frown on her little face. "Oh no, I just recharged my game, I don’t even know if I have money to pay him..."
"So that’s the case."
Song Shijia let out a sigh of relief after learning the truth.
Looking again at the senior’s back, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of sympathy in her heart.
Some people seem glamorous on the surface, but they secretly go to be servants. According to Luo Luo, it seems like he’s a part-time worker.
Life really isn’t easy.
Nowadays, college students can do all sorts of part-time jobs.
It’s like they are making thorough preparations in advance for future corporate slave life.
Song Shijia glanced at the basketball court and muttered, "Look at his jersey, it seems like he’s on the same team as Ji Xiaocao."
Yun Qiluo curiously asked, "Which one is Ji Xiaocao?"
"Look," Song Shijia pointed with her chin towards the basketball court, "you’ll know by looking at the most handsome one."
Yun Qiluo scanned around, then withdrew her gaze and honestly said, "I didn’t see anyone handsome."
Ji Ruofeng, acknowledged as the Ji Xiaocao of Nan University and voted the first place for two consecutive years, even for a game enthusiast like her who didn’t pay attention to these things, could easily spot his face, which is handsome enough to rival young celebrities in the entertainment industry, among a group of burly men on the basketball court.
How muddle-headed can Yun Qiluo be?
She straightforwardly pointed it out to her: "Look at that one, Number Seven."
This time, Yun Qiluo finally saw it.
It was a boy with fair skin.
He had a well-proportioned build, with beautifully defined muscular lines in his limbs, clearly indicating he worked out frequently.
He was tall, with a good temperament, making him particularly eye-catching on the basketball court.
Sweating under the sun, he appeared to be glowing.
He focused on playing basketball, and whenever he scored, there would be deafening screams from the surrounding girls.
Yun Qiluo stared at him for a while, couldn’t help but tug at her hair: "Why do I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere before."
However, he was a bit far away, since they hadn’t found a place to sit down yet, they were standing quite far, and there were many people on the court, so she couldn’t see very clearly.
Song Shijia: "Could it be that you’ve seen him on some forum?"
"Possibly." She nodded, too lazy to think further.
"Let’s find a place to sit."
Song Shijia led her while looking around for a spot.
Just then, it happened to be halftime on the basketball court. The girls snapped out of their elevated state and noticed Yun Qiluo.
"Isn’t that Yun Qiluo? Why is she here to watch Ji Xiaocao too?"
"What else could one be here for if not Ji Xiaocao when watching a basketball game?"
"I must say, she’s quite pretty, much better looking than in the interview videos. It’s a pity, though, that Ji Xiaocao’s family background is not something ordinary people can aspire to."
"Haven’t they been saying that her family background is also not simple?"
One girl whispered, "Who knows, it might be that some things get suppressed on hot searches... it’s hard to say if she might have a sugar daddy or something."
The girls’ expressions suddenly changed.
Then they felt relieved again: "Indeed, besides, knowing Ji Ruofeng’s character, aren’t you at ease? He isn’t someone that ordinary people can flirt with."
The basketball court was noisy, and Song Shijia only vaguely heard the latter part of the conversation and snickered.
Their Luo Luo wouldn’t care about mere school heartthrobs like Ji Xiaocao.
However, she had to admit that Ji Ruofeng was indeed excellent. Not only his family background but also his academic performance and in all other aspects.