Chapter 14: Declaration of War (2)
Story: Rich sponsor, hold me tight Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:4056 Update time:2023-07-15 12:53:44
Yan Xihao raised his eyebrows, as if he hadn't heard what An Muxi said, and continued sipping his water gracefully.
Ignoring it is the best way to slap someone in the face. An Muxi stood there, her face turning red and then blue, looking quite ridiculous. After a moment, she reluctantly forced a smile and sneered coldly, "I thought Yan Xihao, one of the three campus heartthrobs, was so amazing, turns out he's just a coward!" She couldn't accept being embarrassed in front of so many people. She was determined to seek revenge for this grudge! An Muxi was not someone who would tolerate humiliation!
Provocation strategy! How dare they use such a lame tactic. Unfortunately, the male protagonist fell for it. Han Tong felt the urge to slap his thigh. Where's your intelligence, male protagonist? Weren't you always able to see through his schemes? Why did your wits abandon you when facing your wife?
"Heh, interesting. What do you want to compare?" Yan Xihao set down the water and tugged at the corner of his mouth, his gaze turning chilly. This woman became more repulsive the more he looked at her, not only lacking in sophistication, but also harboring a lot of scheming.
In Han Tong's words, this kind of person is commonly referred to as a "idiot."
Basketball, if I win, you have to publicly declare in front of the entire school that you are a pig and my inferior defeated underling!" An Muxi placed her hands on her hips, her eyes filled with extreme pride, as if victory was already assured.
Hmph, these bunch of losers actually think they can beat her? Back in her previous school, she was the best basketball player in her class! Once she wins, she'll definitely show off a little!
"Okay, but if you lose, you have to roll out of this school and parade through the streets for a day, announcing that you're an idiot." Yan Xihao sneered, his eyes filled with contempt. Every gesture and movement he made exuded the elegance of aristocracy, calm and unhurried. A commoner is just a commoner, always yearning for things they shouldn't aspire to. Since she enjoys daydreaming so much, he doesn't mind personally shattering her illusions.
An Muxi couldn't believe her ears. This guy actually asked her to drop out of school? He was just trying to show off, why did it turn out like this? What if she lost... No, she couldn't lose! If she lost, she would never be able to hold her head up high again, becoming the laughingstock of everyone!
What, do you dare?" Yan Xihao stared at An Muxi, his tone intimidating.
"Fine...let's compete then! I'm not afraid of you at all!" An Muxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcing herself to shout it out to cover up her guilty conscience.
Han Tong watched all this with great interest, contemplating his next plan. It was almost time for his little angel to make an appearance again, so he needed to be prepared and let loose a bit. It was also a good opportunity to gauge how tightly the male protagonist held onto that "thigh."
The match started, and Yan Xihao extended his long arm to snatch the ball, running towards the direction of the basketball hoop. Seeing the unfavorable situation, An Muxi immediately ran over to intercept, but unfortunately, the height difference was too great, and it didn't have much effect. In just thirty minutes, Yan Xihao effortlessly won the game, leaving An Muxi panting heavily and somewhat incredulous. She...actually lost.
"Alright, according to the agreement, get out of Sakura Orchid and then walk the streets before that and shout that you're a fool." Yan Xihao stylishly flicked off the sweat on his body, attracting a bunch of fan girls' excited screams.
An Muxi bit her lip, her face turned a bit pale. She regretted it so much now, if only she had known not to steal the limelight at that moment. She had worked so hard to get here, hoping to make a name for herself, but she never expected that she would have to drop out before she could even make any progress.
"Wait a minute." Just as An Muxi was on the verge of despair, Han Tong stood up.