Junior, do you want to fall in love?

"Si Mu, just go to one session, one session is okay?"

"You don't want to see our school being blown away by the opponent, and then being ridiculed for high scores and low abilities?"

The day before the holiday, the basketball club of Beijing University made an appointment for the sports students from the sports school next door to compete.

Therefore, in the past three days, the people around Qi Simu who came to act as lobbyists and invited him to play never stopped.

Xu Lin is one of them.

Qi Simu's face was stiff, he was manipulating Zhuge Liang, his thin lips parted slightly, and he only uttered two words, "Don't make noise."

Xu Lin's next words stuck in his throat.

After a round of qualifying, Qi Simu hadn't exited the interface when a phone call came in.

Specially set ringtones, you will know who it is as soon as you hear it.

He answered the phone, "Is there something wrong?"

"There will be a competition between Beijing University and the sports school tomorrow afternoon, will the seniors participate?" Fang Baixiao asked.

"Not interested." Qi Simu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Hot."

He hated sweating the most.

But...he wouldn't mind if he was sweating on the bed.

Fang Baixiao, "I'll be there too."

"I know." Qi Simu raised his eyebrows, "I'll watch you from the side."

The other side obviously choked, and then asked in disbelief, "Senior, is it true that you won't go?"

"No." Qi Simu refused without hesitation, "Okay, okay, someone asked me to play in ranking, I'll talk about things later."

Fang Baixiao parted his lips, wanting to say something else, Qi Simu hung up the phone.

Someone stared at the phone that had been hung up in his hand, with a depressed expression on his face.

Counting the time, they have been together for a week, and they should have been more gluey.

But for some reason, he always felt that Qi Simu was a lot more reserved and treated him a lot colder.

Qi Simu put away his phone, and the corners of his lips curled up.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Lin who was eavesdropping on the balcony door, "Do you need team uniforms for the basketball game?"

"Need... huh?!" Xu Lin subconsciously answered Qi Simu's question, then froze for a moment, making sure he heard correctly just now, "You agreed?"

"Yeah." Qi Simu nodded, "If you can help me find a team uniform, I'll play."

"Do what you say!" It's just a piece of clothing, and he can finish it in minutes!

He was about to call to borrow it, but Qi Simu stopped him again.

He said "ah", and met someone's eyes with a smile.

"Delete Fang Baixiao's number in your address book."

……

The venue of the competition is the gymnasium of Beijing University.

The final exams are over, everyone has plenty of time, and they have come to the gymnasium to watch the football game, and... the male god.

Hearing the name "Fang Baixiao" being called by the audience, Lin Yuan bumped someone with his elbow and winked, "Hey, did your little girlfriend come to watch your game?"

Fang Baixiao scanned the auditorium seriously, but did not find Qi Simu's figure, and frowned slightly.

Senior, why haven't you come yet?

Is something delayed?

Lin Yuan looked at his expression, got the answer, patted his shoulder, and comforted, "It's okay, she will definitely come."

Fang Baixiao responded with a lack of interest.

To determine the starting lineup, the captain counted the number of people, then frowned, "Why is there one less person? Where is number 15? Where are you going..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of dribbling sounded behind him.

As if he had a tacit understanding, Fang Baixiao raised his gaze, just in time to see the person he was thinking of walking towards with the ball——

"Sorry, I'm late."