Chapter 62: Invitation from the school basketball team captain

Qiao Yingzi slapped and vented on the ground a few times, collected her emotions, stood up, picked up the microphone, looked at her mother, and said: "Mom, play by yourself!"

Saying this, she went straight back to her room, locked the door from the inside, and ignored her mother.

Song Qian couldn't get in after knocking, so she could only mutter, "What a great idea," and temporarily stop forcing her daughter to turn their home into an astronomy museum, staying indoors and away from He Chen.

Hmm!

Let's think of another way!

Over there.

Fang Yifan went home dejectedly with his cousin Lin Lei'er.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Lin Lei'er asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Fang Yifan was listless, then thought of something, and instructed: "Lei'er, don't let it slip when you go back; today's matter cannot be told to my mom!"

"Got it." Lin Lei'er nodded obediently, lifted his glasses, opened his mouth, but still couldn't help it: "Cousin, you shouldn't have used Aunt's reputation to bet!"

"I didn't want to either; it's just that it slipped out, and it's not the first time..." Fang Yifan also regretted it immensely.

If he had known this would be the result, he would have been beaten to death... he probably wouldn't have actively agreed to such a bet.

Right!

In the past, he had also bet with people, saying things like calling daddy if you lose; he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was just like the profanity "enter your mother," most of the time it was just lip service.

No one really thought that kind of thing would happen!

But who would have thought that this time He Chen not only won, but won so disgustingly!

He kept playing with the phrase "whoever loses calls daddy," and even pulled out topics like "three-surname slave" and "female Fengxian," which even he felt were too ugly.

One could imagine if his mother found out, she would be furious!

What's even more disgusting is that bastard He Chen also said that this kind of bet was just thinking beautifully, implying that his mother wasn't worthy of him.

If you really think so, then don't say those words that make people associate later!

Bastard!

It made him unable to look directly at the phrase "betting on calling daddy" that he said casually normally, and even gave rise to a trace of guilt toward his father who was inside...

The two returned home.

Tong Wenjie immediately stopped Fang Yifan, who wanted to drill into his room: "How is Yingzi? Is her mood okay?"

"It's okay." Fang Yifan, seeing his mother ask about Qiao Yingzi, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to roast that Qiao Yingzi had changed, but saying this

"I'm fine." Seeing his mother ask about Qiao Yingzi, Fang Yifan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to complain that Qiao Yingzi had changed, but mentioning that would inevitably drag He Chen into it, so he didn't dare bring it up.

Otherwise, if he let something slip, he, the "first filial son of all time," would probably be chased and beaten by his mother all over the residential complex late at night.

"Yingzi is your Aunt Song Qian's daughter, your childhood sweetheart; you need to be attentive and care for her more!" Although Tong Wenjie was anxious, she wouldn't directly reveal the calculations in her heart, lest her son develop unnecessary ideas prematurely, which would not only ruin his own studies but, if it affected Qiao Yingzi's college entrance exam, the future mother-in-law wouldn't agree to it.

So she only hinted.

"Don't worry, I know what to do!" Fang Yifan was a bit irritable, lacking his former confidence and ease.

Yet, his mother's words had stirred up his unease and distress over the drastic change in his childhood sweetheart's attitude.

"No trouble today, right?" Tong Wenjie asked nonchalantly: "Nothing happened with that He Chen, right?"

Just like her son, who didn't want to mention He Chen, she actually didn't want to either, lest her son find out he had been "cuckolded" by He Chen, the consequences of which would be unimaginable.

But she also needed to probe into He Chen's movements.

When Fang Yifan heard his mother mention He Chen, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly gave a perfunctory reply before returning to his room.

Although Tong Wenjie felt that Fang Yifan was acting a bit strange, she had her own worries—a case of both sides fearing the other—so she didn't press him further.

After Ruan Liuzheng, Lin Miaomiao, and Qian Sanyi returned home together, her mind was still a bit dazed, constantly echoing with Lin Miaomiao's incessant praise of He Chen and her desire to become his apprentice, as well as the rebellious apprentice Qian Sanyi, who wanted to "assault the master," refusing to be demoted to a grand-apprentice, and bickering with his teacher Lin Miaomiao as he watched her intent to "assault the master."

She had, of course, gone to watch the basketball game on the playground after school that afternoon.

And she had been fiercely impressed by how handsome he was!

She felt an even greater sense of urgency in her heart.

Why does he have to be so handsome all day long, and getting even more handsome?

It made her increasingly worried that her wall would be pried away and her backyard turned green.

The apricot blossom branch hangs high!

Thinking that she could become the victim at any moment, the bitterness in her heart was immense.

After finally brushing off the energetic Lin Miaomiao and returning home to greet her mother, who was practicing yoga, she tidied up and prepared to practice with her.

No matter how stressful or tiring her studies were, she had to persist with yoga to the end; from now on, it would be part of her daily routine, and she had to make something of it!

She had figured it out!

Compared to the Immortal Crane Technique and the Turtle Breathing Technique, for a girl like her, practicing yoga was the most useful!

But when she went to the balcony to change into her yoga clothes, she saw a large object on the balcony that didn't look cheap at all. She immediately asked her mother in astonishment and learned that it belonged to He Chen and had been given to him by her classmate Qiao Yingzi's father. Her head felt heavy, and her heart grew even more bitter.

What's going on?

Is this her father helping him pursue her?

She really didn't see that Qiao Yingzi could be so unscrupulous!

She knew that Qiao Yingzi's sudden request for help from her and He Chen earlier wasn't that simple; now it was clear she was trying to gain entry into the house!

"Mom, you have to talk to He Chen! Sending things from Shanghai, and my classmate giving him such an expensive telescope—what is this supposed to mean?" Ruan Liuzheng couldn't help but complain to Ruan Lu.

"I've already spoken to him!" Ruan Lu didn't scold her this time, replying while doing a yoga pose: "He said he understood and it won't happen again next time."

"And he says it won't happen again next time." Ruan Liuzheng pouted.

Although she didn't know the internet meme "I'll definitely do it next time," she knew that there was a high probability there would be a next time. However, seeing that her mother had finally agreed with and supported her for once, she didn't find it easy to say anything more.

The next morning, after she got up, she walked to the balcony and glanced at the astronomical telescope, then leaned over to look toward the pine tree. Seeing Lin Miaomiao standing beside He Chen, clumsily imitating his movements, she couldn't smile at all, unlike the people around them who were just watching the fun.

Just like the Great Sage, she only felt annoyed to death!

On the way to school together, she kept hinting for He Chen to explain, but He Chen maintained an attitude of "I won't bring it up unless you say it directly," which made her grit her teeth in hatred.

Class 3-7.

As soon as He Chen sat down, a circle of people surrounded him, all excitedly talking about his heaven-defying performance on the playground yesterday afternoon.

Suddenly, the crowd consciously parted, allowing a tall boy to walk straight up to He Chen. As they locked eyes, he reached out to He Chen: "He Chen, join the school basketball team?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Although everyone knew He Chen was incredibly good at basketball, seeing the class's sports specialist and school basketball team captain, Lin Xiaoran, actually issue an invitation on behalf of the team in public, everyone still felt it was sensational.

This could be considered official recognition.

Everyone also looked forward to He Chen accepting.

That way, they could watch He Chen play basketball again, or even represent Chunfeng Middle School in matches against other schools. By a rough estimate, it would be equivalent to them dominating the field, which was a thrilling thought.