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Nie Chuan couldn't remember when it started, but he would always have a meaningless yet sometimes very high-sounding conversation with his roommate and teammate Reese Reddington before going to bed.

Although almost everyone on the team, including their coach Gordon and assistant coaches, felt that Nie Chuan's presence lowered the IQ of the entire team.

What's worse is that Reese Reddington, who is the team's IQ representative, is gradually showing this trend.

"Reese, you really have a great memory! You just flipped through the book for a few hours and you passed the test! If it were me, I would have failed the course! Then I wouldn't be able to participate in the basketball game!" Nie Chuan lay on the bed, holding his head, crossing his legs, and his toes swaying to some rhythm.

Reese, who was lying on the other bed, quietly looked at the gently swaying silhouette left by Nie Chuan on the wall, and said calmly: "Sometimes, I hate my memory."

"Why? Do you have to have a memory of only three seconds like me?" Nie Chuan was a little disappointed.

Teammate Carlo often mocks Nie Chuan for never remembering pain and his memory is not even as good as that of fish that have seven seconds.

"Because I have a very good memory, I remember everything about him clearly. The curve of his back when he jumped, his waist exposed between his clothes, the curve of his wrist when he shot, the expression on his face and even his eyelashes under the light, the sway of his waist when he dribbled, the angle at which the basketball bounced between his legs, his eyes looking for his teammates, they all replay in my mind over and over again. It's more terrifying than a brand."

Reese's voice was cold, but Nie Chuan knew how amazing it was when he was boiling.

"It sounds... a bit miserable..."

But why is it "he" and not "she"?

"And he never noticed. I was watching him the whole time."

Nie Chuan was stunned. Oh my god, his roommate is secretly in love with someone! Oh my god! And why does his crush also seem to play basketball?

Nie Chuan suddenly stood up and sat cross-legged on the bed: "Hey! Reese - that guy is our teammate, right? Is it Carlo? "

"sleep."

"You are fishing! I've taken the bait, but you won't tell me who the other party is!"

"Go to bed and practice tomorrow morning."

"If you reveal the answer, I'll keep thinking about it all night long! I won't be able to sleep like this!"

"Then think about it. Thinking is good for improving your IQ."

"Hey! It's impossible to improve your IQ overnight!" Nie Chuan simply jumped onto the edge of the other person's bed and kept pushing his shoulders. "So if you don't tell me, I will always suffer from insomnia!"

"It's up to you whether you sleep or not. Lack of sleep will affect calcium absorption. It's you who won't grow taller, not me."

"..." Nie Chuan did not go back to his bed, but propped up his chin and looked at the back of Reese's head. His soft dark brown hair hung down quietly, and the ends of his hair just touched the pillow, which made Nie Chuan feel itchy.

"I lied to you, can't you hear it?"

After a long while, Reese saw that Nie Chuan had no intention of returning to his bed, and finally answered.

“…”

Was it really a trick? He was the only one who would make a fuss and fall for it... How could the cool and handsome Reese Reddington have a crush on someone...

This is even more impossible than Nie Chuan being 200 centimeters taller than him.

Then, Nie Chuan couldn't help but continue to wonder how he ended up hanging out with this guy?

It’s obvious that people like Reese Reddington should belong to another world!

Or maybe, when he rushed into Nie Chuan's world like a comet, such an impact was like a fate that could never be repeated a second time, so he subconsciously pursued it?

What the hell are you looking for! This guy forced me to do this, forced me to practice, and forced me to join the basketball team, all the way to where I am now!

Are you still contented now?

It really is Stockholm syndrome!

Chapter 1: First Encounter with Reese Reddington

The air was inexplicably tense. The sunlight shone through the street lights, leaving long shadows on the ground.

The rhythmic sound of basketball is like the beating of blood in the heart.

Nie Chuan half-raised his head and dribbled the ball. In front of him was a big man named Mark, who was almost 1.9 meters tall. The dark blue tattoos spread from the collar of his T-shirt to his chin, which looked a bit ferocious in Nie Chuan's eyes. On his head was a fancy headscarf. Nie Chuan always believed that Mark must be bald, otherwise why would he wear a headscarf in such a hot day? He was not a woman in confinement!

Mark leaned down slightly, like a dark mountain, almost blocking out all the sunlight.

This guy was looking at Nie Chuan with a teasing look, as if to say, "Hey, little dwarf, come over here!"

To be honest, Nie Chuan was extremely regretful at this moment. He really shouldn't have made such a scene with Zhou Bin and Mao Xian just to compete for the field. The opponents were all 1.8 meters or even over 1.9 meters tall. Not to mention any basketball skills, just standing in front of them, blocking the position was a dream, and layup was an "impossible task".

Looking back at Nie Chuan and the others, they seemed extremely funny.

If you don't have the skills, how can you do the job?

Nie Chuan sighed in his heart, fortunately there were only three of them. Otherwise, if there were seven of them, they could put on a show.

Or... a dwarf swinging an axe?

At this moment, Nie Chuan's mind had completely left the stadium. It was like a small cinema, playing only scenes of the Lilliput Kingdom versus the Giant Kingdom.

"Hey! Achuan!" Zhou Bin's shout woke Nie Chuan up.

Nie Chuan bit his lower lip. Now was not the time to have wild thoughts. Although they had no chance of defeating these college students who had no idea what they ate to grow so tall, the disdain in their eyes made Nie Chuan really unhappy.

Who said that if you are less than 1.8 meters tall, you should give up the right to play basketball?

Or do you contract all the public basketball courts in the United States?

Please don’t be too domineering!

Although Zhou Bin and Mao Xian both said that they would rather fight for their reputation than for the steamed buns, Nie Chuan would rather give up the steamed buns and go home to eat more radishes to relieve his anger...

He could hear the rhythmic sound of the basketball hitting the ground and bouncing. Nie Chuan exhaled, his eyes passed through Mark's armpits, locking onto the positions of the other two opponents, as well as Zhou Bin and Mao Xian.

Damn it, Dabin and Maoxian were blocked by the opponent, so what's the point of playing this ball! I told them a long time ago that they should exercise more and drink more bone soup, is it okay now? Zhou Bin is not to mention, "Maoxian" is just over 1.7 meters tall, and after being blocked by the opponent, Nie Chuan can't even see the few hairs on Maoxian's head!

There were already quite a few people standing outside the court, and even the few teenagers who had been dancing hip-hop earlier had gathered around. There was mockery in their eyes, and smiles on their faces, as if this was a Chaplin comedy.

Nie Chuan turned his head and saw Serin. He suddenly felt extremely miserable. Was he going to lose face in front of his goddess?

Just when the big man Mark who was defending Nie Chuan came up to steal the basketball from his hands, Nie Chuan shook his shoulders and led Mark to his left side. He shifted his center of gravity and instantly took the ball to the other side. The whole action was so smooth and fast that all the onlookers opened their eyes wide with surprise.

Mark was stunned, and before he could react to what had just happened, Nie Chuan had already left.

His companions shouted, and Mark turned around to chase Nie Chuan.

Just as Mark bent down to intercept Nie Chuan's dribble, Nie Chuan dribbled the ball between his legs, dribbled past the opponent again, and stood up for a layup.

Just when everyone was expecting Nie Chuan to score a basket, the ball hit the rim and bounced out.

There was a long sigh outside the stadium.

Nie Chuan muttered in his heart: "Why are you booing? I thought I could make a comeback! Can you hurt me more than I do?"

"Achuan! What kind of shot is that!"

Mao Xian, who was unable to even jump due to the opponent's defense, covered his eyes.

"If you have the guts, why don't you vote for one?" Nie Chuan said unhappily.

He looked at Serin standing outside the court. The sunlight fell on her light brown hair, and she looked as beautiful as a movie scene. She seemed to be unconcerned about Nie Chuan's failure and was chatting and laughing with a female classmate beside her.

There was a black Mercedes parked outside the court. The man driving the car propped up his chin and watched the figures running on the basketball court. His originally distracted look turned into a surprised expression when he saw Nie Chuan dribbling past his defender, just like Columbus discovering the New World. He patted his friend beside him hard: "Hey! Reese! Did you see that kid dribbling? He dropped the ball, changed direction with a scissors step, and the second change of direction was really beautiful! Reminds me of Allen Iverson! The dribble that dribbled past God!"

The man sitting in the passenger seat had a fair face, elegant eyebrows and handsome eyes, but he also revealed a hint of sharp indifference. His dark brown hair made him look more aristocratic.

He also saw the dribbling just now.

He just raised the corners of his lips, smiling indifferently, and his slightly cold voice was filled with disapproval: "Carlo, not every dribble that can dribble past the opponent can be called 'dribble past God'. Because not everyone can play the role of God."

At this time, Nie Chuan ran closely behind the big man, whose legs were longer than his. Nie Chuan tried his best to catch up. He stared at the basketball, watching it leave the big man's hand, touch the ground, and then bounce up again...

It's now!

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the ball away.

The crowd was boiling again, Nie Chuan made another layup, and the big man jumped high, completely blocking Nie Chuan. Just when everyone was sighing that Nie Chuan was about to fail in another shot, Nie Chuan passed the ball to the other side.

That's where Zhou Bin is.

As soon as Nie Chuan landed, he ran towards Zhou Bin. The opponent who was defending Zhou Bin returned to defense, and Zhou Bin took the opportunity to pass the ball back to Nie Chuan. The moment Nie Chuan received the ball, the big guy blocked him again.

Nie Chuan looked up, staring at his opponent. This guy obviously no longer looked down on Nie Chuan, and even had a somewhat serious attitude. Nie Chuan secretly adjusted his breathing and shook his shoulder again. The opponent quickly reacted, and Nie Chuan's second shoulder shake was even greater. Just when everyone thought he was really going to rush from the big guy's left side, his center of gravity suddenly shifted to the right, and he nimbly bypassed the opponent.

Carlo in the Mercedes tapped the car window and said, "Good job! This kid is amazing! His second change of direction was really natural! He pushed the ball forward and changed direction without missing the ball! He completely avoided the opponent's grab! He also did a good job of moving without the ball!"

Reese, who was beside Carlo, still looked calm: “If it were you, you wouldn’t have been fooled by him.”

"Hey, that may not be a good idea!" Carlo turned around, his face full of seriousness, "He suddenly reminded me of Connor..."

Carlo realized something and stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the car became cold.

“Don’t compare Connor to others casually.” Reese opened the car door and stepped out with his long legs.

"Hey? Reese? What are you doing?" Carlo also got out of the car.

"Go and try it out. Do you think that powerful little devil can really outwit God?"

Reese pulled his coat open, swung his arm, and threw it casually in Carlo's face as he leaned against the car door.

"Oh my God! Be careful not to hit my face!" Carlo hugged Reese's coat and watched him walk towards the court. "Hey! Reese! Are you really going to compete with that kid? He's just a child! I was just praising the child! I know you care about me a lot, and you can't stand it if I think others are better than you! But don't bully children!"

Carlo had an expression that said, "I totally understand what you mean." Reese didn't even turn his head, but just said, "Shut up."

Reese, wearing a casual T-shirt, walked over and passed through the crowd like a natural luminous body, and all eyes that were originally focused on the basketball court were drawn to him.

His height of over 1.9 meters does not make him look like a big guy. Instead, he has a well-proportioned body. His arms outside his T-shirt reveal powerful and streamlined muscular lines.

His eye sockets are deep, and the lines of his eyes outline a classical beauty. The faint smile at the corners of his lips seems to tickle time.

He walked directly in front of Nie Chuan, separating him from his opponent.

Mark grabbed Reese's collar and glared at him fiercely: "Hey - what do you want to do!"

The other two companions also gathered around.

Reese simply waved away the other's hand and asked slowly, "Are you a match for this kid? In fact, you know very well that he can get past you no matter how many times he tries."

Nie Chuan seemed to hear the sound of ice breaking.

"Hey! What did you say, you idiot-"

Mark raised his fist and hit Reese's face, but Reese easily grabbed his wrist: "So, let me deal with him."

"What?" The big guy's wrist was gripped by Reese until it turned white. He never expected that the guy in front of him had such great strength.

"I said, let me take care of this little devil."

Reese's gaze seemed to fall into Mark's eyes from a high altitude, instantly suppressing Mark's nerves, and he couldn't even think.

"Hey! Mark! I know him, he's Reese Reddington from the DK University basketball team!"

"Wha...what? DK's..."

Mark took a step back after realizing something.

DK University basketball team? Nie Chuan still didn't understand what happened. He was also from DK University, and he seemed to have heard that the university's basketball team was in some league and participated in some competition, but he had no memory of the details.

Celine, who had been chatting with her classmates, also looked over, with an expression of disbelief, and then an expression of excitement that made her want to pounce on him. She took out her phone to take a photo, and people around her kept saying the name "Reese Reddington".

The guy named Reese Reddington turned around, slowly lowered his center of gravity, and made a "come here" gesture to Nie Chuan.