That being said, it’s not unusual for girls to come watch when guys are playing basketball. Many people experienced similar things in high school.
But the thing is, usually only the more intense games attract a larger crowd of female spectators—like when the school team faces off against another school. At the very least, it’d be a match between class teams.
Yet this was just an ordinary P.E. class. What exactly was drawing the girls from the aerobics session in the gym to voluntarily come out and bask in the sun on the basketball court?
Let’s be real—when girls have P.E., sunscreen is the priority. If they can stay in the shade, who would willingly step out into the sun?
With this question in mind, Zhang Zhixuan decisively retreated.
A quick glance around confirmed that most of the girls in aerobics outfits inside the gym were, frankly, lacking in both looks and figure. Maybe the prettier ones had all gone to watch the boys play basketball.
…
On the basketball court, everyone smoothly split into small games of 3v3 and 4v4.
“There’s three of us—wanna team up for a half-court game?”
“Sure, but uh… I’m not really good.”
“No worries, neither are we. Just messing around.”
When forming teams, everyone claimed to be terrible, but once the game started, they all played like pros.
Su Bai teamed up with two of his roommates.
No, Wang Haoran wasn’t one of them.
The kid had already collapsed after running five laps and was now learning how to do a layup from the P.E. teacher.
Su Bai had actually wanted to use this chance to get to know some classmates from other groups, but Xue Tao and Chu Mingzhe insisted on dragging him into their team, claiming they were the “backcourt duo” and desperately needed a “big center.”
Su Bai didn’t think his 185 cm frame qualified as a “big center,” but considering the other two’s heights…
Yeah, relatively speaking, he was pretty big.
Plus, Su Bai was fairly muscular. Just standing under the hoop gave the team a sense of security.
So he agreed. His basketball style was pretty casual—he could do a bit of everything.
Mainly, he played to stay fit and unwind.
Supposedly, exercise triggers endorphin release, which helps improve mood.
And with the Indulgence System, he didn’t even have to worry about sports-related injuries.
No big deal—Bro System had his back.
After agreeing on the rules with the three guys on the opposing team and taking a few warm-up shots, they were ready to start.
“Hold on, let me take off my watch. Don’t wanna accidentally scratch anyone.”
Being the considerate guy he was, Su Bai removed his Audemars Piguet Royal Oak. After a moment’s thought, he decided to just leave it under the hoop with his phone. Everyone’s personal belongings were piled there anyway, so it wasn’t like it’d get stolen.
Right then, a sweet, loli-like voice called out from the side of the court.
“Su Bai, I can hold your stuff for you, if you don’t mind~”
Turning his head, he saw an extremely well-endowed loli jogging toward him with a playful smile.
Her adorable voice alone was enough to stir criminal thoughts.
And in stark contrast, her chest was… impressively stocked.
Su Bai estimated it was probably a size smaller than Zhou Jialu’s.
The senior was just built different—after all, she was Su Bai’s “Moonlight.”
But this girl was petite, likely under 160 cm, making her proportions even more exaggerated—straight out of an anime.
Especially since she was wearing her aerobics outfit, which clung to her curves perfectly.
Of course, just wearing the training outfit outside would’ve been a bit too bold.
So she’d cleverly thrown on a semi-transparent sun jacket, letting her figure peek through subtly. The effect was absolutely lethal.
Even the most shameless thirst-trap streamers would’ve bowed in defeat.
Su Bai recognized her instantly. “You’re Wan Xinyan?”
“Mhm! Oh? How’d you know I’m Wan Xinyan and not my sister?”
Wan Xinyan clasped her hands behind her back and stepped closer, unconsciously rising onto her tiptoes and leaning forward slightly.
The motion dramatically emphasized her assets.
Any average guy would’ve been left stammering, heart racing.
But Su Bai was unfazed. With the [Sigma Aura] buff, he only felt a slight internal ripple, meeting her gaze with calm appreciation.
“Your sister’s right over there.” Su Bai pointed to an identically dressed girl with the same face by the court. “I heard she’s the quiet one, and you’re the lively one.”
“So… do you like quiet girls or lively ones?”
“Both. I’m an equal-opportunity admirer.”
With that, Su Bai handed his phone and watch to Wan Xinyan. “Thanks for holding these.”
“No problem~”
Their fingers brushed lightly.
Wan Xinyan’s eyes seemed to glaze over for a second—whether she was intentionally flirting or not was unclear.
[Ding! Detected S-tier beauty Wan Xinyan. Favorability increased. Current favorability: 65]
Starting favorability above 60? Terrifying!
That meant she was already at the “I’d date him” stage.
In short, she was clearly trying to reel Su Bai in.
But this was their first meeting.
Why was her favorability so high? A bit puzzling.
Su Bai couldn’t be bothered to overthink it. When meat is served to your mouth, only a fool wouldn’t eat.
As long as he stayed cautious enough to avoid traps, he might as well enjoy it—fully.
That’s what an indulgent life was all about.
Under the envious stares of onlookers, Su Bai returned to the game.
The 3v3 match began.
Within minutes, Dorm 510’s team was down 5-0.
To be fair, Su Bai was doing his best to protect the paint.
But his local-boy and Shanghai-rich-kid teammates were utterly useless on defense, getting blown past like traffic cones. The opposing team treated them like practice dummies.
What was Su Bai supposed to do?
Guard all three guys at once and then reflect on his own shortcomings?
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“Seriously, guys, are you sleepwalking?” Su Bai grumbled, glancing at the Wan sisters and the other girls watching. “Or are you just nervous with all these beauties spectating?”
“Kinda…” Chu Mingzhe admitted sheepishly.
“Get it together! Look at the other team—they saw the audience and turned into beasts. You gotta match that energy!”
Xue Tao froze for a moment before muttering with a conflicted, constipated expression: “Su Bai, when did you get to know Wan Xinyan?”
“Huh? Just now. Why?”
“Nothing… just weird. Ah, whatever.”
Xue Tao had watched Su Bai and Wan Xinyan’s flirty little exchange and was practically green with envy.
Seriously, how?
Wan Xinyan wouldn’t even accept his friend request—she was ice-cold. So why was she so warm and bubbly around Su Bai?
What was the difference?
Xue Tao couldn’t figure it out.
Fine, he admitted—Su Bai’s look today was kinda sharp.
But he wasn’t bad either!
Dressed head-to-toe in legit basketball gear: LeBron Lakers jersey, AJs.
Plus, he was a local with four properties to his name, driving a Magotan as a freshman…
How had he lost to Su Bai?!
Xue Tao refused to accept this. Refused!
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
