Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

Qingyang University, West Basketball Court.

It was already 10:30 in the evening. There were very few people on the basketball court. The students who left one after another made the not-so-big basketball court even more deserted.

"Gao Boyu, are you still practicing? Let's go first." One of the boys in the group shouted to the person who was still practicing pitching on the court, waved his hand as a greeting, and left with his companions.

"The Computer Science Department and the Finance Department are playing a friendly basketball match. Isn't Gao Boyu from the Finance Department? No wonder he practices so late."

"It's a tradition at Qingdao University. Every year, the sophomores have a competition. The previous two competitions were basically just a fight between noobs, but this year's competition is going to be exciting."

"The Finance Department has Han Che, one of the most handsome men on campus, and the Computer Department has two great talents, Gu Yunshen and Duan Yun. Gao Boyu probably doesn't want to hold Han Che back."

As several people were talking, the boy who had just greeted Gao Bo threw the basketball on the ground and caught it after it bounced back.

As he was walking, he passed by a thin figure and suddenly a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.

The basketball bounced back and was not caught, so it jumped far away. The boy was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to see a dark-skinned face with sunken cheeks. A pair of black eyes under the square-framed glasses were empty and lifeless, staring straight at him.

"Are you talking about Gao Boyu, on the court?" A low, hoarse and slightly tired voice said.

The boy didn't answer. After a moment, he suddenly broke free and shouted, "Ghost!"

The people who were traveling with him did not see the face of the thin figure, but they were also frightened by the boy's sudden shouting.

When I looked over with concern, the thin figure seemed to be walking away with erratic steps.

Wow go!

Is there something fishy going on in Qingda?

Most people had left, and the only sound in the empty basketball court was the sound of bouncing the ball and shooting. Gao Boyu was blown by the wind, and although it was September and he was still a little hot from exercising, he shivered for no reason.

"Apologize to me." A mosquito-like voice came from the side and behind, but the tone was firm.

Gao Boyu was dribbling the ball when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark figure from the corner of his eye. He was startled: "Oh my god, who is this? Standing there pretending to be a ghost and scaring people is he crazy!"

There were street lights on the stadium, and a dark figure walked out from the shadows, revealing a yellow, thin, malnourished face. It was a woman with semi-long hair tied low at the back of her head and wearing thick glasses. She was not pretty at all.

Her appearance is not even pretty.

To put it in a word, it's ugly.

"Apologize to me." The girl repeated what she had just said.

Gao Boyu saw the person clearly and cursed: "Zhang Xiaoying, are you sick? Why are you pestering me?"

Zhang Xiaoying's bloodless lips moved: "Apologize to me."

"What the hell!"

"Neuropathy!"

Furious at being entangled, the boy threw the ball hard: "Do you want to be beaten?"

What Gao Boyu didn't expect was that the ugly girl in front of him fell to the ground after being hit by the ball. The basketball rolled away, but the person on the ground was still motionless.

He walked over and kicked it with disgust: "Hey, wake up."

"stand up."

"Why are you pretending to be dead?"

Gao Boyu picked up the ball and kicked the person on the ground: "Are you still pretending?"

"Blackmail, huh?"

"How much do you want? I'll give it to you."

The night was silent, with cool breezes blowing. Under the dim and deserted street lights, the atmosphere seemed particularly eerie, especially when there was a person pretending to be dead on the ground.

Gao Boyu went to pick up his coat, took out a stack of bills from his wallet and threw it at the woman on the ground. Just as he was about to quicken his pace and leave, the person on the ground sat up.

He didn't leave, but turned back and cursed: "You are really pretending, pick it up, I will watch you pick up the money, one by one."

Her brain felt like it had been put into a blender, the world was spinning, and waves of nausea surged up from her stomach. Hua Xia tilted her head and vomited.

Some gnashed their teeth and said, "Two hundred and fifty!"

250 responded in a low voice: [Host... random, this is random...]

Hua Xia has gotten used to the miserable conditions every time she enters a plane.

Bullshit, there’s no way I can get used to this!

[The original owner's name was Zhang Xiaoying, a sophomore in the Computer Science Department of Qingdao University. She had excellent grades, came from a poor family, and looked... ordinary.] The system changed the subject and began to introduce the original owner's situation.

[Two weeks ago, the original owner was involved in a controversy over the campus wall posting incident. The cause was that Gao Boyu posted the original owner on the campus wall account and proposed that the original owner participate in the school beauty and school hunk competition, which caused public opinion.]

[The original owner wrote a letter asking him to apologize, but Gao Boyu casually said it was a love letter to him. Gao Boyu was a rich second-generation, a well-known playboy. Most people in the school believed the rumor and thought that the original owner was a gold-digger who wanted to marry into a rich family.]

[The original owner clarified but no one believed her. She spent most of her time either studying or working, and even sold blood to make money in a small medical institution. She died suddenly from excessive exhaustion just now.]

It was past ten o'clock when the original owner finished his part-time job and returned to school. He accidentally heard a passing student talking about Gao Boyu being in the playground, so he wanted to find him and ask him to clarify and apologize.

The person just disappeared, and the death certificate showed that the original owner died of sudden death, so naturally no one held Gao Boyu accountable.

"I'm warning you, don't come to me again."

"What bad luck!" The boy looked at it as if he was looking at something dirty, "Don't show your face, it's so ugly!"

250 kept silent. After all, when he introduced himself just now, he only dared to use the word "ordinary" instead of "ugly"...

The night is getting dark, there are no stars, and tomorrow may not be a good day.

got windy.

Gao Boyu spent a handful of money and felt that it was really a bargain for her, but it was not a pity to use it to buy peace and quiet.

He turned around and was about to walk away with the ball in his arms, but his right foot was grabbed by a hand, which glared at him angrily: "What are you doing? Not enough money?"

"I warn you, don't be too greedy!"

The girl lowered her head so that her face could not be seen clearly. She tilted her head and vomited again. Gao Boyu tried to open her legs in disgust, but he used a lot of strength but nothing moved for a long time.

His brows were deeply furrowed, full of doubt. Looking at such a thin man, could he be so strong?

Half a minute later, the man who was retching stopped, raised his physiologically red eyes, and asked in a weak tone, "Is there any surveillance around here?"

Gao Boyu didn't quite hear: "What?"

The girl did not repeat herself. She looked away and turned her eyes away stiffly. After a moment, she answered herself, "Oh, no."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm warning you, Zhang Xiao..."

The boy hadn't finished speaking when the hand holding the upper part of his ankle tightened slightly. The next second, the world spun around and his body fell to the ground. Gao Boyu reflexively supported himself with his hands.

He was lying on the cold, hard court floor in a prone position, and he suddenly felt a burning pain on his palm, which must have been a serious bruise.

I was seduced by a woman, a woman as thin as a piece of paper.

When Gao Boyu came to his senses, a strong sense of shame surged up, followed by a huge burning anger: "Zhang Xiaoying, you are dead!"

Without waiting for the boy to get up, Hua Xia stepped on his back and pushed him back to the ground. She suppressed the nausea rising in her heart, bent down and grabbed the boy's legs, dragging him to a secluded corner like a sack.

The insults and ugly words floated behind him, and were gradually replaced by the cries of pain from being dragged and scratched.

The West Basketball Court is not big. It is built next to the school’s small west gate. It is really a remote and convenient place, which saves a lot of trouble.

Hua Xia threw the man against the wall and started to "caress" him with his fists and feet. After a while, he put an opera makeup on this "handsome guy" who he thought any woman would stick to.

Help him to be more handsome.

The cry of pain gradually became weaker, with more outgoing air than incoming air. She then slowly withdrew her hand, raised her foot and stepped on the boy, saying lightly: "Wake up."

"Why are you pretending to be dead?"

Gao Boyu, who was in so much pain that he was a little confused, slowly realized that these two sentences sounded familiar. They were what he had just said to the woman.

Now, it's a tooth for a tooth.