I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 146 - 142 Playing Basketball 2

Chapter 146: Chapter 142 Playing Basketball 2

Qingran ignored Ruan Ruan’s teasing and turned her head to focus on the basketball court.

The basketball game now was different from before. Xie Ying’an swept away his previous languid mood, and after flashing a smile in this direction, he got seriously involved in the game.

This time, he was not lazily going through the motions.

Xie Ying’an’s earnestness instantly ignited the atmosphere to its peak, and every young player on the court took the game seriously.

Especially Song Shize, who was inferior to Xie Ying’an in every aspect. It was a foregone conclusion that he couldn’t match Xie Ying’an in academics. If he also lost to Xie Ying’an in sports, he would truly be unable to raise his head at school thereafter.

When Qingran and her group arrived, Song Shize’s team was one point ahead of Xie Ying’an’s team. When Xie Ying’an was lax and uninterested in competing, Song Shize seized the opportunity to dunk and scored another point.

Now Song Shize’s team was two points ahead of Xie Ying’an’s team.

A group of youthful boys chased after a basketball, with Qingran’s gaze falling on her brother at times, then shifting to Xie Ying’an, and occasionally leaving a bit of peripheral vision for Song Shize, busily enjoying herself.

As for Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming, needless to say, they had already started following the screaming of the girls behind them when the atmosphere reached its zenith.

All over the playground were shouts of "Go Brother An!" "Go Brother Mo!" "Go Brother Ze!"

After Xie Ying’an scored two consecutive baskets, he looked back in Qingran’s direction, and coincidentally, Qingran was also looking at him.

The young man pursed his lips in a slight smile, his dark eyes brimming with joyful light, and then, he placed his right hand beside his head and made a gesture in this direction.

Qingran heard the screams around her break.

"Ahhh! Ahhhhh!"

"Ahhh! What is our school hunk doing?? Is he waving at us?!"

"Ahhh! I want to have an early romance! I’m going for an early romance! No one stop me."

Ruan Ruan snapped out of her screaming, her excited face all red and flushed, grabbing Qingran’s hand in excitement: "Ahh! Ranran, Brother An’s move was just too cool."

Qingran very much agreed; she thought that Xie Ying’an was the quietly flirtatious type.

Song Shize was obviously not easy to mess with, and besides, he had a school bully with him.

The school bully Li Qingmo had no other skills, but his agile limbs and coordination were enough to give him the confidence to win the game.

The atmosphere on the scene was heated, with a thin layer of sweat on the forehead of every young player on the court, playing the game with passes and catches, and Xie Ying’an intercepted the ball from Xu Liang’s hands.

Song Shize’s smiley face suddenly tensed up, he bent his body halfway, staring at the basketball nervously, his mind full of hope that this time Xie Ying’an would miss.

But contrary to his wishes, Xie Ying’an scored another basket.

The teams were no longer tied.

Both sides took a temporary break, and Xie Ying’an leisurely walked over in this direction.

Zheng Chunming clutched her chest tightly: "Ah! Brother An is coming over here, what do I do? Could it be that he’s coming for me?"

Ruan Ruan was simply speechless with her: "Aren’t you thinking too much, sister?"

Ruan Ruan still had some self-awareness, and besides, she also knew who Xie Ying’an was coming over here to see.

Clearly, the girls who shared Zheng Chunming’s thoughts were not few in number. Qingran heard the girls standing behind her daydreaming, each speculating whether the school hunk was definitely coming over to find them.

Before Xie Ying’an had a chance to come over, he was pulled back by his teammates, huddled together shoulder to shoulder, head against head, whispering to discuss something.

As a whistle sounded, the game restarted once again.

However, the game didn’t last too long. Just as it reached a tie, the bell signaling the start of class rang out, yet some people insisted on not leaving.

Xie Ying’an tossed the basketball to Song Shize and strode over towards Li Qingran’s direction.

Song Shize caught the basketball with an unsatisfied look: "Don’t be in such a hurry to go back, shall we play a bit longer?"

"Play my ass!" Li Qingmo slapped Song Shize’s shoulder from behind: "Hurry up and go back to class. We’ve already used the break to practice, and you still want to hog the class time?"

Song Shize didn’t really care about whether it was class time or not, his tone still a bit unhappy: "If we’re not playing, we’re not playing. Just don’t annoy me with your grades talk."

It’s not shameful to say it out loud, but this guy has indeed signed up for several tutoring classes recently to improve his academic performance, to the point where his old man would check every morning to see if the sun had risen from the wrong direction.

The heart of comparison, everyone possesses it.

Deep down, Song Shize subconsciously felt that it’s normal for there to be differences between people, but if the gap is too wide, then it’s time for some self-reflection.

Xie Ying’an came to a stop in front of Li Qingran, the boy not smiling, yet his dark eyes brimmed with mirth: "How come you thought of coming to the playground today?"

Qingran wanted to say that it was because the class was too noisy, and she thought of coming out for a breather, but didn’t expect the playground to be even noisier than the classroom.

But her throat felt as if it was stuffed with cotton, facing Xie Ying’an right now, she was unable to say anything.

Xie Ying’an didn’t wait for her response, his gaze dropped to the mineral water bottle in Li Qingran’s hand.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, trying to suppress the joy in his heart, and reached out his hand towards Qingran.

Qingran was baffled: "..."

What are you reaching out for?

With so many people watching on the playground, he’s not expecting me to hold his hand, is he?

Ruan Ruan, who couldn’t stand it anymore, gently touched Qingran’s arm.

Getting the cue, Qingran also lowered her gaze to her hand, and then remembered the bottle of mineral water Zheng Chunming had stuffed in her hand.

Looking at Xie Ying’an’s extended hand again, she finally realized and hastily handed over the mineral water bottle she was holding.

More than half of the students gathered at the playground had feasted on the gossip about Xie Ying’an and Li Qingran on the school forum, and seeing them today seemed to give a tiny bit of credibility to the otherwise baseless rumors.

However, there was one point that was inconsistent with the school forum: from Li Qingran’s demeanor, she was definitely not throwing herself at the school hunk.

Since there was no excitement to witness, the crowd dispersed quickly.

Li Qingmo and Song Shize walked together, with Li Qingmo thoughtfully eyeing the retreating figures of Qingran and Xie Ying’an heading back to the classroom.

After watching for a while, he slapped Song Shize on the head: "Hey! Don’t you think Xie Ying’an treats Li Qingran better than he treats me?"

Song Shize dodged his hand and sneered: "Of course, he does."

Then he continued: "I also treat Li Qingran better than I treat you, why don’t you complain about that?"

Li Qingmo scoffed, "You being nice to someone? I’m not interested."

"Yo!" Song Shize stopped in his tracks, threatening him: "Do you still want to win the next time we play basketball?"

To beat Xie Ying’an, Li Qingmo had long ago switched sides to become a member of Song Shize’s team.

Hearing this, Li Qingmo scoffed even more, his slightly raised voice unable to hide his irritation: "You tell me, since I’ve been playing basketball on your team, have you ever won once?"

Song Shize actually took it seriously and thought for a while, then managed to squeeze out four words: "In fact, no."

What can I do? Whenever there’s a game, hasn’t Xie Ying’an played like he’s got some cheat activated?