Cui Yu had his eyes on Wu Xiaoqi's basketball.
Handling the basketball was always a difficult move that definitely looked amazing. If he could impress Jiang Yanan with it, couldn't he just alleviate the embarrassment from falling into the pond at the park last week?
It was time to reinvent his image, starting now.
"Wu Xiaoqi, you're back from playing basketball?" Cui Yu said.
Wu Xiaoqi was as calm as an NBA player during halftime:
"Yeah, just came back to get back into form."
He gripped the basketball under his arm.
"How many goals did Brother Qi score just now?" Since he wasn't very familiar with Wu Xiaoqi, he couldn't just bluntly ask to borrow the ball without some small talk first.
When Wu Xiaoqi heard someone interested in his score, he perked up:
"Class Five's kids wanted to play, and I thrashed them badly."
"They even have that guy who's 1.9 meters tall, but what did that matter? He couldn't even touch my ball!"
