Nie Chuan saw another world from Reese's eyes that he had never imagined.

"In your eyes, what kind of small forward am I?" Nie Chuan turned his head sideways, observing Reese from different angles. He always saw different things.

"You have a thousand troops in your eyes. You always surpass others' imagination. You are good at pretending to be mediocre and hitting the target in silence." Reese raised her hand, her knuckles brushed across Nie Chuan's brow, and kissed him with a pious gesture. "There are many ways to be beautiful. You can be gorgeous, powerful, or you can choose to be like you, and freeze the eyes of the whole world."

Nie Chuan closed his eyes and hugged Reese tightly.

Even if it was encouragement, it was the nicest thing Reese had ever said.

He will do whatever it takes to reach the heights he desires.

The next morning, before Reese woke up, Nie Chuan was already watching KSU's game video on his mobile phone.

He watched carefully, whether it was the coordination of KSU's personnel or Raven Harvey's habitual playing style, he watched it over and over again without getting tired of it.

Reese woke up and turned his head to see Nie Chuan lying on his side, curled up with his phone in his arms.

He rubbed Nie Chuan's head and brought him closer to his arms: "Don't you want to eat breakfast?"

Nie Chuan paused the video. Usually, Reese prepared everything, but today Reese's ankle was injured and he needed more rest.

"I'll go prepare breakfast!" Nie Chuan threw his phone away and got up.

"Do you mean you want to go to the school cafeteria to buy it?" Reese sat up slowly, tracing the lines of Nie Chuan's legs with his eyes.

I only saw him standing by the bed, bending over and putting on his trousers. His waist and back showed smooth lines and a sense of tension.

Reese's throat trembled slightly and his eyes darkened.

"Of course not to the restaurant, I'll cook for you! This is the breakfast I just learned!" Nie Chuan turned around and smiled widely.

He took the toast, cut a square on it with a knife, and then pressed the square part with a spoon, leaving a concave shape. Nie Chuan beat the egg in it, spread a layer of cheese on the egg, put it in the microwave, and after three minutes, took it out. The whole dormitory was filled with the rich aroma of milk, toast and cheese, which made people's appetites growl.

Nie Chuan used a knife to cut the toast diagonally, and the runny egg seemed to flow out from between the bread.

"Hehe!" Nie Chuan was very satisfied with his masterpiece and brought it to the bed: "Try it. Although it's not as good as the steak sandwich you made for me, it must taste good!"

This was the first time Reese didn't brush his teeth or wash his face, and sat on the bed in a lazy posture. He put his arm around Nie Chuan's shoulders, and the two leaned against each other. Reese took a bite, and the cheese pulled out long threads. Reese chewed slowly, and even the sound of him eating became extremely sexy.

"It's delicious." Reese quickly finished the whole plate of cheese toast.

Nie Chuan received the affirmation and smiled happily.

Reese placed the plate on the bedside table, folded his legs, propped up his chin and looked at Nie Chuan: "Now can you tell me, who taught you to do this?"

Nie Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised the corners of his lips: "I learned it from the Internet!"

"You love to eat, but you have absolutely no interest in making food."

There was a hint of mockery in Reese's eyes.

"But it's different when I cook it for you!" Nie Chuan quickly expressed his loyalty.

Reese didn't say anything, but his eyebrows slowly raised, obviously not believing what Nie Chuan said.

Nie Chuan was embarrassed.

Are you telling the truth? You will definitely die!

Don't tell the truth? You'll still die if Reese finds out...

I can only ask for leniency if I confess...

"A fan made this cheese toast for me. I thought it tasted great, so I thanked her in person... Then I asked her how she made it. I didn't expect it to be so simple, so I tried making it for you..."

Nie Chuan lowered his head. Reese's gaze was too penetrating.

"Oh, what's that fan's name?"

"How could I remember the names of my fans...haha..." Nie Chuan laughed dryly twice.

"You don't remember her name but you asked her how to make cheese toast?"

"She... you know her name..."

"Oh, what's her name?"

"...Victoria..." Nie Chuan suddenly felt that he was so stupid and didn't know how to change the subject at all.

"The Victoria who wrote you love letters, wrote your name on her chest, and would always be there for you wherever you competed?"

"Well, you confiscated the love letter before I even read it... As for my name, she didn't write it on her chest, but on her T-shirt..."

The chest and the T-shirt are two different concepts!

"Xiaochuan, don't you think you should change your bad habit of always eating things given by others?"

Reese slowly approached.

His palm covered Nie Chuan's waist and reached into the hem of his pajamas.

Nie Chuan immediately understood what the other party wanted to do.

"I have regular training in the afternoon!"

"Just regular training."

So, Nie Chuan's shooting posture that afternoon was a bit strange.

"What's wrong with Nie Chuan? Apart from Ewing and Reese, his shooting percentage seems to be the highest in our team, right?" Carlo looked at Nie Chuan's back with some concern.

"It was a little... weird, but it went in, didn't it? ... Maybe he was nervous since we said those things to him?" Ewing said.

When Nie Chuan returned to Carlo and the others after shooting, Coach Gordon called him away.

This made Carlo and Ewing nervous, but Nie Chuan knew very well what Coach Gordon wanted to say to him.

They came to the corner of the basketball hall. Although other players were still practicing, everyone's attention was focused on Nie Chuan.

Coach Gordon folded his arms and leaned against the wall. His posture was leisurely, but his expression was serious: "Have you thought about it, Nie Chuan?"

Even the prelude was omitted.

"If I were to play as a small forward, I would not be a match for Raven Harvey in terms of strength."

"Raven Harvey is a power forward. If we really want to compete head-on in strength and explosiveness under the basket, we have Carlo. As a small forward, there is only one thing you need to do."

"Score." Nie Chuan frowned.

"Yes. Don't worry, I will let Carlo protect you and prevent Raven Harvey from posing a threat to you to the greatest extent possible."

"So who plays point guard? KSU doesn't just have Raven Harvey. Their point guard may not be as famous as Seth Lind, but his ball handling ability should not be underestimated. And KSU's small forward is also top-notch and a great scorer."

The more he watched the game, the more Nie Chuan felt how bleak their future would be facing KSU after losing Reese.

"I will let Chuck take the point guard position. Chuck may not be as good as Connor, and his growth rate may not be as fast as yours, but he also has a steady and delicate side. I believe in him. I hope you believe in Chuck too."

Nie Chuan looked towards the basketball court. An intra-team competition was going on. Chuck, Carlo and Montenegro cooperated very well and successfully stole the ball from Ewing in the first minute.

"Well, I believe Chuck." Nie Chuan nodded.

"Very good, then it is decided. Go and continue practicing."

When Nie Chuan walked away, the assistant coach came to Coach Gordon.

"Nie Chuan is a very good player, but he always gives me the feeling that he lacks the desire to score and perform. He doesn't have the ruthlessness to kill his opponent with one blow." The assistant coach said worriedly.

"But this time, he will be fierce. He is a very responsible person. Once he agrees to replace Reese, he will force himself to reach Reese's strength. And if he can't grow up through the game against KSU, it will be difficult for us to win against CBU with Owen Whishaw." Coach Gordon narrowed his eyes, "Maybe Reese's injury this time is just an opportunity to force him to grow up."

When Nie Chuan finished his regular training for the day and was on his way back to the dormitory, he received a call from Larven.

"Hey honey, I heard Reese Reddington is injured, can he play in the game against KSU tomorrow?"

"cannot."

"...Really?" Larven's voice sank. "So who will play small forward tomorrow?"

"Me." Nie Chuan had already begun to imagine Larven's expression.

Sure enough, he heard a sound similar to choking on saliva on the other end of the phone.

"You...you play small forward?"

"So you think I don't have that ability?" Nie Chuan asked back with a smile.

"Do you know what position I play on the team?"

"Small forward." Nie Chuan replied.

"That's it. You've scored against me more than once, so in terms of ability, of course you can do it. But if you become a small forward, Allen, you have to want to win more than anyone else." Lavin's voice was low and he was serious.

"I will, thank you."

Because this is not just his battle as a small forward, he has to lead the entire team to the finals.

He wants to win the final victory with Reese.

"You have to remember, when facing Raven Harvey, don't compete with him under the basket. You have watched your games. You rarely shoot, so not many people notice you. But once you shoot, you have a good feel for the ball and your hit rate is quite high. So look for opportunities to shoot points."

"Thanks for your advice. Hey, Larven..."

"Um?"

"Don't lose to Azu, remember to defeat Seton Lind!"

"Tsk, don't worry. I'll go to watch your game tomorrow."

Nie Chuan's fingertips were burning, and he was looking forward to tomorrow more than ever.