Sitting on the bus back home, Nie Chuan still sat next to Reese.

Reese seemed very calm. He propped up his chin with one hand and looked out the window. With the other hand, he pulled Nie Chuan's head over and gently leaned it on his shoulder: "Go get some sleep. It will take more than two hours to get back to school."

In the past, Nie Chuan would turn his head and fall asleep immediately, but at this moment, he was not sleepy at all.

As long as I close my eyes, I can see the scene where Reese was injured.

Just when I was half asleep and half awake, the car returned to the school.

Nie Chuan carried Reese back to the dormitory, and Heishan, Carlo and Ewing followed him up.

When Nie Chuan opened the door, he realized that their joined beds were exposed.

Nie Chuan simply put Reese on the bed, knelt on one knee beside him, took off his basketball shoes for him, and sprayed Reese with medicine according to the doctor's instructions.

Carlo whistled. "Oh my god, it's not enough that you live together and practice together, you even have to sleep together?"

Nie Chuan said calmly: "This is great, we won't fall even if we roll around."

Ewing sat down on the bed nonchalantly. Fortunately, he was sitting on Nie Chuan's bed, otherwise Reese's eyebrows would probably be raised again.

"You're the only one rolling around. Reese must be a very well behaved sleeper."

Nie Chuan touched the tip of his nose and laughed twice.

"Actually, the three of us followed you because we have something to tell you, Nie Chuan." Heishan, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"Don't worry, I have accepted the fact that Reese is injured. I will..."

Carlo interrupted Nie Chuan before he finished speaking: "It's hard to accept this fact. Even now we haven't digested it. But it's also a fact that we have to play against KSU without Reese. The three of us have reached a consensus on the game in three days."

"What consensus?" Nie Chuan raised his head.

"They need you to replace me and play small forward." Reese said.

Nie Chuan was dumbfounded. He looked at Heishan and the others, and who knew that they actually nodded.

"I play small forward? I don't have that ability at all! I..."

"What kind of abilities do you think a small forward needs?" Reese looked up at Nie Chuan.

"Speed, cutting in, scoring, and strength confrontation..." Nie Chuan couldn't think of anything more specific for a while.

"Except for Reese, you are the fastest dribbler on our team," Ewing said.

"As for cutting, you dribble to the basket far more than me and Ewing," Carlo said.

"As for your scoring ability, you have already demonstrated it in today's match against UJT." Reese turned his head to look at Nie Chuan, "I still remember your fadeaway shot... Looking at you, I had the illusion that I was still on the court."

Nie Chuan's heart was churning, and something was beating in his blood.

"As for grabbing rebounds, that is not a necessary condition for a small forward, and I am under the basket," Montenegro said.

"But what about the point guard position?" Nie Chuan became worried.

"Don't underestimate Peter. If you weren't there, Peter would have replaced Connor. And you and Peter cooperated very well today." Reese replied.

"So you actually want me to play small forward?"

Nie Chuan still remembers the contest between Reese and Raven in the warehouse. It was a collision of explosive power, speed and skills. He never dreamed that one day he would go head-to-head with Raven.

I can't resist Riven's explosive power under the basket at all.

"Yes." Reese's fingers touched the tip of Nie Chuan's nose, followed his nose bridge to his brow, kneading gently but leaving when Nie Chuan lingered on the warmth of his fingertips. "You are the one who knows me best, and you have reproduced everything I taught you brilliantly, even better than me."

Nie Chuan looked at Reese with a gaze that was so intense that it could quickly raise the temperature from freezing point to boiling point.

"I... let me think about it... I'm not sure I can do that..."

"Don't worry, you just need to use your speed and flexibility to compete with Raven Harvey. As for the competition under the basket, leave it to me and Montenegro to watch over him." Carlo patted Nie Chuan on the shoulder.

"Okay, let's not disturb Reese's rest, and I think Reese and Nie Chuan must have a lot to talk about." Ewing clapped his hands and pulled Carlo by the back of his collar.

They left Nie Chuan and Reese's dormitory.

Walking in the corridor, Ewing kept his head down.

"What's wrong, Ewing?" Carlo asked.

"I guess Nie Chuan must be more at a loss than us. I don't know if it's right for us to ask him to do this..." Ewing whispered.

"At a loss, how could that be? Didn't you see how brave he was in the last few minutes today? Even Jonathan and Manning couldn't stop him!"

"Nie Chuan and Reese were a passing and attacking partner. Nie Chuan was responsible for bringing the ball into the half court, while Reese was responsible for cutting into the basket and scoring. Now the roles have been reversed, and he has lost Reese, the person who has been training him. It is inevitable that he will feel uneasy. It's just that it's better for us to tell him what Coach Gordon is thinking now, rather than waiting until the last day of the game for him to suddenly know... At least he has three days to prepare himself mentally."

At this time, Nie Chuan exhaled forcefully and fell back on the bed.

"Raven Harvey? I'm a little scared when I think of his slam dunks..."

Reese turned sideways and gently brushed his fingers across Nie Chuan's bangs: "You're not even afraid of Owen Whishaw, and Larven is full of praise for you, but you say you're afraid of Raven Harvey?"

Nie Chuan curled up and deliberately bumped his knees against Reese's: "From what you said, Riven is not better than Owen and Larven?"

"Didn't you dunk on someone else today? In the future, you should be more accustomed to competing with opponents in strength under the basket." Reese leaned down with a faint smile.

Nie Chuan suddenly felt that Reese's mentality was very good.

Everyone was worried and maybe even couldn't eat because of the game three days later, but Reese was so calm, as if KSU was not a formidable opponent.

"But I haven't overshadowed your hot pot... not even once. Raven Harvey is your equal."

"In fact, you have very strong shoulder and back strength, but you don't realize it, and you haven't done any special defense training under the basket."

Reese's face got closer and closer. Nie Chuan closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when his lips touched his.

It was soft and warm, with a domineering feel when the tip of the tongue squeezed in.

He sucked Nie Chuan slowly, the tip of his tongue swaying as if Nie Chuan's mouth was a glass of red wine.

Nie Chuan subconsciously bent his knees, and Reese completely covered him.

"How do you know that I have strong shoulder and back strength?" Nie Chuan felt that Reese was simply encouraging him.

"I knew it when you sat on me and hugged me tight." Reese's palms moved over Nie Chuan's body. His palms were hot, and Nie Chuan knew that this guy was aroused.

Of course Nie Chuan understood what Reese was talking about, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Why are you so easily shy? I haven't mentioned that you have great strength in your waist and abdomen." Reese smiled, but it was not a cold smile. On the contrary, it looked intellectual and gentle.

Nie Chuan felt a little uncomfortable being pressed by Reese and twisted to the side, but Reese held him down.

"And down there, you sucked me so hard, it seemed like you were going to suck my life away."

Nie Chuan felt like there was a bomber buzzing in his ears.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about!"

"We agreed that we'll do this for a whole day after the game." Reese kissed Nie Chuan's brow, his cheek, and then his ear, teasing his earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

Nie Chuan began to be distracted. His nervousness and depression were put aside, and he wanted to feel Reese's presence more.

"Your ankle is injured, can't you just be quiet?"

Reese smiled and turned over, lying down next to Nie Chuan, and said with his face turned sideways: "Okay, you are responsible for moving, and I am responsible for enjoying it."

"Hello!"

"I'll go as deep as you want me to go."

Nie Chuan looked at Reese. He knew that this guy was serious.

Nie Chuan sat on him as he wished. At first, Nie Chuan was scared and didn't know what to do. Later, Liss held his waist and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

What kind of shoulder and back strength and waist and abdomen strength are very strong?

Reese is obviously the powerful one!

Nie Chuan lay on the bed depressed. Reese hugged him, rested his chin on the top of his head, and kissed him.

"I will always be by your side, not only in your sight, but also in your heart."

"You're so conceited. What makes you think I'd be watching you? Thinking about you?"

Reese rubbed Nie Chuan's ear: "Maybe it's because I want you to keep looking at me and thinking about me."

"What if we lose to KSU? What if I'm really no match for Raven?"

"Then we'll accept this result. We'll fight again next year."

Nie Chuan discovered that Reese was not only persistent, but also open-minded. When all efforts were made, he would not linger on the past.

"But Nie Chuan, you must realize that your strength is definitely not inferior to Raven Harvey."

"Is it because you love me that you trust me so blindly?" Nie Chuan asked.

"Because I'm the one you're practicing with, because you have the courage to play against Owen Whishaw, because you can score from Larry, and because you can learn all of Seth Lind's signature moves. He's just Raven Harvey, not much better than those opponents you think are tough."

"right……"

"And you have no interest in knowing what kind of small forward you would be if you became a small forward?"