Mark's eyes widened. He had never expected that Nie Chuan could jump so high. Nie Chuan gritted his teeth and pushed the ball away. He was also hit by Mark and fell to the ground.

"Oh my god!" Mao Xian wanted to go forward but was pulled back by Zhou Bin.

Now is not a good time to interrupt Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan seemed not to feel any pain. He got up and chased the ball, getting it back before it went out of the line. The offense and defense switched positions, and Mark returned to the basket to defend.

Nie Chuan dribbled the ball towards him quickly, and in Mark's eyes he was like a meteor streaking through the air.

Mark thought to himself: Is it the left side? Or the right side? Don’t be fooled by him! Don’t be fooled by him!

Nie Chuan came in front of Mark, and his speed showed no sign of slowing down. Mark opened his eyes wide: Is this guy going to shoot directly?

As expected, Nie Chuan stopped suddenly in front of Mark. This was what Mark hated most about Nie Chuan, because he never knew where Nie Chuan would suddenly stop. Seeing that Nie Chuan had raised the ball and was about to shoot, Mark immediately jumped up to block Nie Chuan's shot, but he never expected that Nie Chuan took the ball back. In less than half a second, he shook his shoulders in an infuriating way, deceived Mark, and went straight to the basket, scoring another goal when Mark had no time to defend.

Mark's companions all opened their mouths wide: "This guy... rushed up so fast, and he stopped when he wanted to? He changed direction when he wanted to?"

Mao Xian tugged at Zhou Bin's sleeve, with an incredible look on his face: "Hey! Dabin, did you see it? Did you see it?"

Zhou Bin pulled back his sleeves, nodded helplessly and said, "I saw it, I saw it."

"Was Achuan able to do this before?"

"Just because the previous Achuan was not good doesn't mean the current Achuan is not good either." Zhou Bin pulled up a smile.

Compared to wool, Zhou Bin knew very well how hard Nie Chuan had been training during this period.

Nie Chuan exhaled. He had not thought about what had just happened. It was completely an instinctive reaction of his body.

You know, compared to Reese, it is really easy to get past Mark. Just like Connor once said, when a person is familiar with something to a certain extent, the body will react most naturally and quickly without any thinking.

Zhou Bin shouted: "Two goals already!"

Mark threw the ball back to Nie Chuan and raised his chin: "Let me see if you can pass me again!"

Nie Chuan tugged at the collar of his T-shirt and lowered his center of gravity. The moment he pushed off the ground, he accelerated faster than before. Mark was shocked by his momentum, but he did not back off. Nie Chuan's dribbling and change of direction became even faster, and the ball passed between his legs. Just as Mark bent his back to try to intercept the ball, Nie Chuan had already circled behind Mark.

He held the ball with both hands, jumped up and threw the ball.

There was a sound of "bang" and the ball went in steadily.

Mark then turned around and stared at the basket blankly. It all ended too quickly.

Nie Chuan's hand still stayed in the shooting posture. He knew that his posture must be very good. He also knew that the ball would go in when he shot it. But this was really the first time he stood up and shot after passing his opponent...

During this period, Reese's supervised shooting practice finally showed results!

He really wanted Reese to see the goal just now!

"Oh my god! When did Achuan learn how to shoot basketball?" Maoxian's eyes were about to fall out.

"Achuan has always been able to shoot, but... not very accurately." Zhou Bin smiled.

"That shot just now was almost without any preparation, right? He just jumped and shot!"

At this time, Nie Chuan gradually calmed down. He was a little nervous that he didn't let Mark get a goal. He hoped that this guy would not get angry out of shame.

Mark behind Nie Chuan just lowered his head and clenched his fists.

His companions came up and patted Mark on the shoulder: "Hey, brother, are you okay?"

"This brat is too arrogant. Let us help you teach him a lesson!"

One of them had already stepped forward with his fist raised, but Mark grabbed his companion's shoulder and said, "No need, I lost, let them go. Don't bother them."

Nie Chuan originally planned to run away, but now he can finally rest assured.

"Thanks."

After saying that, Nie Chuan turned around and walked towards Zhou Bin and Mao Xian. At this moment, Mao Xian's face was full of admiration for Nie Chuan.

At this time, there was a sound of clapping behind Nie Chuan.

He turned around and saw a man walking slowly towards him in the backlight. Nie Chuan raised his head and frowned.

Who is this guy?

It looks like it’s over 190 centimeters tall!

Why do I always meet so many tall people these days?

When the other person's face slowly appeared in the sunlight, Nie Chuan was slightly stunned.

It was a delicate face, with flaxen half-long hair combed back. Although it seemed inappropriate to describe a man as beautiful, he was indeed a beautiful man. But he was not feminine at all. On the contrary, Nie Chuan could see a kind of battle-hardened sharpness in his eyes, which seemed to lie quietly in the scabbard, ready to flash a cold light at any time and give a fatal blow.

"You're really good at basketball. What's your name?"

The other person's voice was like soft velvet.

But Nie Chuan subconsciously took a step back.

"What's wrong? Child? Why aren't you talking?" The other person took another step forward and leaned down slightly, allowing Nie Chuan to see those beautiful eyes more clearly.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone's name?"

"Oh, I forgot." The other party stretched out his hand to Nie Chuan, "I am Owen Whishaw."

"Nie Chuan." Nie Chuan just touched the other person's fingers and then took them back.

"Ah, Nie Chuan...it sounds like Korean?"

"is Chinese."

Ou En's eyes fell and stopped at Nie Chuan's knee: "If I were you, I would clean the wound on my knee."

Only then did Nie Chuan feel a tingling pain in his knee. He lowered his head and found that his knee was bleeding, and the blood was flowing along his calf onto his socks.

"Ah, thanks for the reminder. Bye."

Nie Chuan was about to turn around, but the other party held his shoulder: "Hey, can you tell me which middle school you are in?"

Which middle school?

Another guy who treated him as a middle school student!

Nie Chuan suddenly felt unhappy. He casually mentioned the name of a middle school, then raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Nie Chuan didn't wait for the other party to answer and walked straight towards Zhou Bin.

Ou En didn't care about Nie Chuan's attitude, but walked side by side with him: "So if it's college, have you decided where you want to go?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Would you like to come to CBU? Our school's basketball team is pretty good!"

The other party's voice sounded like someone coaxing a child. Unfortunately, this was the tone that Nie Chuan hated the most.

"Too far."

"How can it be far? The flight is only over an hour away."

"I want to be closer to my parents."

"Do you still want to be your mother's baby when you are this old?"

Nie Chuan stopped and glanced at the other person: "Yes, I like being my mother's baby."

Ou En smiled. He leaned towards Nie Chuan and said with a serious expression, "Although I don't know what I said wrong, there must be something wrong that made you angry. Can you tell me?"

The other party's attitude made Nie Chuan feel guilty. After all, Ou En had no ill intentions, and Oriental people always looked younger. It was normal for Ou En to think that he had not yet gone to college.

Nie Chuan slowed down his voice and said half-jokingly: "Maybe it's because you are taller and more handsome than me, so I am jealous of you."

Owen was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his lips became more obvious.

This time, Nie Chuan saw a real smile in the other person's eyes.

"You're so cute. Let me help you with your knee. You're very good at basketball, and you've obviously received professional training in many of your moves. You probably want to make some progress in this field, right? So be careful about any minor injuries."

"I know, thank you."

This time, Nie Chuan did not reject the other party's kindness.

Owen went to the drugstore and bought gauze, hydrogen peroxide and some other medicines.

Nie Chuan sat on a bench by the roadside. Ou En first washed out all the fine sand in Nie Chuan's wound with distilled water, and then disinfected and bandaged him. Zhou Bin and Mao Xian stood by and watched with their eyes wide open.

Mao Xian praised: "It was handled very professionally."

Ou En smiled. Maybe it was because foreigners all had long and curled eyelashes, but Nie Chuan felt that his profile, lazily illuminated by the sunlight, looked like a poster in a magazine, with a soft light effect.

"Maybe it's because I'm in the medical department."

"Ah, you're studying medicine, how amazing!"

Nie Chuan stood up, and Ou En stretched out his hand to Nie Chuan: "Can you give me your phone?"

"Ah? Why?" Although Nie Chuan asked this, he still gave his phone to the other party.

Ou En smiled and entered a number into Nie Chuan's phone, and then Ou En's phone rang: "Now you have my number. If you have any questions about studying, or if you are nervous about taking the SAT and want to talk to someone, you can call me."

"Ah...thank you."

His cell phone number was taken away by someone else? And it was a handsome guy, not a beautiful girl? Nie Chuan was overwhelmed with emotions at that moment.

"I have an appointment with my friends. I hope to see you during the freshman orientation. Bye."

Ou En handed the remaining medicine to Zhou Bin, waved his hand and walked away gracefully.

"Even his back is so handsome. Are you trying to make mediocre men like me unable to survive?" Maoxian sighed.

"Wait, he really seems to think you are a middle school student... Should I tell him?" Zhou Bin asked.

"...Forget it." Nie Chuan scratched the back of his head. "It's common for people to meet by chance and never see each other again, right?"

"But the problem is that he said he was from CBU... CBU's  basketball team seems to be quite strong in the league? They even had a tough battle with DK last year."

"Ah?" Nie Chuan looked at Zhou Bin, "Maybe that Ou En is sitting on the bench?"

Mao Xian added: "From my observation, although that guy is not wearing sportswear and doesn't show any muscles, he has a pretty good physique. I can't tell if he's a small forward or a shooting guard..."

"Or maybe DK was eliminated before they even faced CBU?" Nie Chuan consoled himself.

Zhou Bin patted Nie Chuan's head helplessly: "Can't you say something nice? Shouldn't CBU be eliminated first?"

“Oh… yes.”

That evening, in Reese's warehouse that had been converted into  a basketball court, there was a constant sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground, and when a dunk sounded, it seemed as if the entire warehouse was about to collapse.

Reese and his opponent were engaging in a thrilling battle, with the speed of transition between offense and defense being overwhelming, but it was a pity that there were no spectators.

Reese suddenly blocked the opponent's mid-air slam dunk, and  the basketball bounced again after touching the ground.

Reese's opponent's flaxen semi-long hair, which was originally tied behind his head, fell apart. He used his hands to push them back, revealing his noble forehead, then sat directly on the court, bent down and laughed.

"What are you laughing at, Owen?" Reese pushed  the basketball back and sat down in front of Owen.

"I was thinking about a middle school student I saw this afternoon. He was really cute. The ball was about to go out of bounds, but he tried his best to get it back. How long has it been since you and I have been so persistent? That was not a great game, just a game in the community  basketball court. Oh, that's not right." Owen smiled and pointed at Reese and said, "Last year, you eliminated our CBU in the last five minutes to get to the quarterfinals. I will never forget you in those five minutes. You were unstoppable."

Reese said nothing.

 "I played basketball with you for three years in middle school , but this is the first time I've seen you in that state. You're so brave. I thought I was going to be killed by you." Owen said in a self-deprecating tone, but there was no shame on his face for being defeated. On the contrary, his eyes were filled with the desire to conquer the strong.

Reese still said nothing.

"But this year, you can't continue to be arrogant in front of me, Reese." Owen looked at Reese, his eyes boiling with murderous intent, so sharp that he wanted to cut Reese's figure in two at any time.

"Do you want to continue the competition?" Reese stood up.

"No need. There will be no result if we continue to compete." Owen stood up lazily. "Didn't Carlo Brandon contact us to have a practice match?"

"You're coming?"

"Without Connor, no matter how strong you are, DK will only be a second-rate team after all."

Owen walked to the edge of the court, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, and then walked towards the door.

"Owen, if you underestimate DK, you will regret it."

Owen paused, turned around, and put on a playful smile: "Interesting. Reese never makes promises. It seems that there are interesting newcomers in DK this year?"

Reese said nothing.

Owen raised his head and thought for a while before saying, "Oh, if that's the case, I really want that little guy to join our CBU. Otherwise, we don't have any newcomers to show off, and we will be laughed at by that fool Carlo, right?"

Reese still said nothing, but silently began to clean the court.

Owen smiled and left.

On Sunday night, Nie Chuan began to pack up and prepare to go back to school.

At this time, his cell phone rang. It was Reese's number. Nie Chuan quickly answered the call: "Hello, Reese?"

"Are you going back to school today?"

"Oh, of course I will go back. I have classes tomorrow morning!"

"How are you going to get back?"

"Take the bus."

"I'll pick you up."

"Ah? What?" Nie Chuan scratched his ears. Did he hear it wrong?

"Have you finished dinner?"

"Finished."

"I'll be there in half an hour."

After saying that, the phone hung up.

"Huh? Why did Reese come to pick me up?"

But Reese absolutely didn't like waiting for anyone, so Nie Chuan immediately quickened the pace of packing up.

Half an hour later, Reese's Land Rover was parked downstairs of Nie Chuan's house.

Mother Nie recognized Reese's car at a glance and shouted to Nie Chuan in the room: "Xiao Chuan, hurry up! Reese is here!"

"Oh, I see! Bye, Mom!"

Nie Chuan picked up his sports bag and rushed out the door.

He threw his sports bag into the back seat of the car and was about to sit down when he remembered that Reese didn't seem to like him sitting in the back, so he returned to the passenger seat.

Reese seemed to have just finished exercising, still wearing sportswear and a wrist guard. His neck was long, and when he turned his head to look at the rearview mirror, the lines of his neck and shoulders were really sexy. Nie Chuan swallowed his saliva and looked to the other side.

"Why do you carry so many things?" Reese asked calmly.

He was not a guy who liked to chat with others. Even on the highway, he could suffocate the people in the car with him, but he would take the initiative to talk to Nie Chuan.

"Oh, and clean clothes and some snacks."

“It’s all chocolate.”

"……yes."

"Brush your teeth after eating chocolate at night."

"Oh... Oh, I see."

Nie Chuan propped up his chin and looked out the window, wondering how Reese knew that he didn't brush his teeth after eating chocolate?

The car arrived at the dormitory entrance. Nie Chuan just raised his leg to get out of the car when Reese grabbed him.

"What happened to your knee?"

"Ah! Today with Mark... that big guy who was with me when we first met, do you remember?"

"do not remember."

"You don't remember? It's the guy with the headscarf and the tattoo on his neck." Nie Chuan pointed at his neck with his fingers, "The guy with the tattoo going all the way inside his T-shirt!"

“I won’t waste my brain space remembering people who don’t need to be remembered.”

"……All right."

"Then what happened between you and Mark?" Reese raised his eyebrows.

Nie Chuan swallowed his saliva: "I had another match with him."

"Get out of the car, let me take a look at your knees."

“Oh, oh!”

Nie Chuan got out of the car and was about to walk under the street light, but someone grabbed his waist and lifted him up easily. When he reacted, he was already in the air and sitting on the front hood of the Land Rover.

Nie Chuan was startled, and when he looked up, he met Reese's eyes.

I am at least 180cm tall! Reese was able to hold him so easily... No, was he lifted up?

"How did you get hurt?"

When talking about this, Nie Chuan's eyes lit up, and he described vividly with actions how he shot and scored without any preparation.

"Wow, you didn't see Mark's expression, the way he turned his head and stared at the basket...even I couldn't believe it was me!"

Nie Chuan smiled proudly, his eyes curved into crescent shapes.

“I really wanted you to see it!”

"Oh, you want me to see it so much, do you want to get my praise?"

Reese's hands were resting on Nie Chuan's legs. He half-raised his face and looked at Nie Chuan. It was the first time that Nie Chuan looked at Reese's face from a high altitude.

I don’t know if it’s because of the street light, but Reese’s facial features became softer, and even the faint smile on his lips had a tender meaning.

"You've been teaching me for so long... Of course I want you to see my progress."

Nie Chuan wanted to turn his head away to avoid the other person's gaze, but he found that he couldn't do it, because Reese had an inexplicable charm that clung to and dragged Nie Chuan's sight, making him unable to move.

"So do you want a reward?" Reese asked back.

His voice was drawn out, and Nie Chuan felt that his heartbeat seemed to slow down along with his voice.

"Ah? What's the reward?"

Is it some luxury Swiss chocolate? Like Frey?

Reese turned his face slightly and leaned towards Nie Chuan. His eyebrows and eyes were getting closer and closer to Nie Chuan, and Nie Chuan leaned back subconsciously.

"I can kiss you, if you want."

Suddenly, Nie Chuan remembered Reese's joke and his face turned red again.

"Hey! Stop playing tricks on me!" Nie Chuan raised his hand and pushed Reese, but Reese didn't move at all.

He slowly straightened up and replied calmly, "Forget it if you don't want it."

Nie Chuan felt like his world was collapsing. Just now... he really thought Reese would kiss him.

Even if I tell others, no one will believe it. Reese really has bad intentions to play tricks on people.

"If you make this kind of joke again next time, I will break up with you." Nie Chuan said seriously.

He could accept Reese's ridicule and mockery, but some things were very important to Nie Chuan.

"I know that you plan to save your first kiss for that girl named Serin."

Nie Chuan stopped talking.

Reese lowered his head and concentrated on unwrapping the gauze on his knee.

"The wound was treated very cleanly. The bandage was appropriately tight. Did Zhou Bin help you with it?" Reese asked.

Nie Chuan shook his head: "No. He is a college student in the medical department, I think he is from CBU. He said he is on the CBU  basketball team ."