"Hello Coach, I’m Mu Bingtong from the freshman accounting department, I want to sign up for basketball." She finished speaking and looked at the coach pitifully.

Did the coach see his sincere gaze? Full of sincerity, in view of her cute and adorable appearance, in view of her sacrificing her looks, so sincere, please agree!

"Have you ever learned basketball?" The coach turned his head to signal the white-shirted boy to come over here.

He’s coming, he’s coming, her heart is beating so fast, is this the legendary fluttering of a deer?

"Show her a three-step layup." At some point, the coach had a ball in his hand.

"Ah, ah?" She was just watching and didn’t listen carefully to what the coach said.

"Three-step layup," Fang Lan reminded her in her ear.

She showed a bright smile to the white-shirted boy next to the coach, but he ignored her!

No problem, she won’t care about these little details.

A perfect three-step move, layup! Shoot!! The ball didn’t go in!

"Coach, I can do it, can I have another chance?"

"No need, if the ball doesn’t go in, you can practice aiming the ball, dribble from here to over there, let me see."

After finishing the dribbling.

"Have you practiced basketball before?" the coach asked.

"I practiced for three years in high school, but didn’t make much progress." Modesty is human nature, oh no, it is Mu Bingtong’s nature!

"Your moves are quite decent, how about this, you stay and practice for a few days, if you can endure this, fill out the paperwork then, the basketball gym is always open, come and practice when you don’t have class."

"Thank you, Coach!"

Successfully signed up!

After saying goodbye to the coach, she took another look at the white-shirted boy, but this glance lasted a little longer.

The coach called him over to the corner, who knows what they were talking about...

"Mu Bingtong, don’t look anymore, let’s go," Fang Lan dragged her away from the basketball gym as she gazed at the corner.

On the road, or rather bouncing and hopping along the road, Mu Bingtong’s spring has arrived, haha, God, did you finally hear her prayers?

"Mu Bingtong, you said you couldn’t play basketball?" Fang Lan still recalled that three-step layup, even though the ball didn’t go in, the fluidity of the moves didn’t seem like she hadn’t practiced.

"I never said I couldn’t!" Are you kidding? She’s in love with the white-shirted boy on the basketball court, basketball is certainly her strong suit, she just got a bit too excited earlier, embarrassed in front of the prince of her dreams, now recalling it, it feels so embarrassing.

"How many more secrets haven’t you told me," Fang Lan pretended to be angry at her.

"No more, that’s the only secret, now you know it. Let’s go, hurry up, or we’ll be late for class."

Too many teaching buildings are annoying, it’s so big, after several turns, she still hadn’t arrived, sometimes she even doubted her intelligence, running in circles for over ten minutes, why is the classroom so far away?

Finally arriving at the classroom, it turned out she was still late.

She signaled to the classmates at the back row to help open the back door and snuck in quietly. The sharp-eyed professor still noticed them, but fortunately only glared at them, whew... that was close, cheekily sticking her tongue out at Fang Lan, quickly writing on paper, "Sorry, Beauty Xiao, made you late again."

"Who cares between us? It’s okay."

"You said that white-shirted boy is the one you’re looking for?" After a while, Fang Lan passed over a piece of paper.

"Mm-hmm."

"Do you know who he is??"

"You know?"

"Chu Ge!"

Chu Ge? That finance department heartthrob, who knows which nerve prompted her to take out the mirror and look left and right, actually she looks quite decent right? Although there’s still a talisman on her head now, it didn’t make her much uglier, right?

Mirror mirror, tell her, how many points can her beauty score?

"The mirror said, you’ve got big problems now," Fang Lan passed over another note.

She looked at Fang Lan in surprise, do you have mind reading technique? Silently mouthing at Fang Lan.

Fang Lan rolled her eyes at her...

Thinking about her male idol being so exceptional, should she work harder to be worthy of him? Immediately took out notebook and started listening to the professor’s lecture seriously...

Fang Lan was startled by her actions, their classroom is tiered, sitting at the last row gives a clear view of the entire classroom, you could say it knocked out a bunch!

Moreover, she used to be one of them, but now she was diligently taking notes, rare, really rare!

After class Fang Lan immediately circled the textbook to make a microphone, "Mu Bingtong, may I interview you?"

"Of course." She immediately got into character, fully cooperating.

"What made you turn over a new leaf? And what stimulated your academic nerve?"

"My male idol."

"Since you already have one foot in the basketball team, what’s your plan next?"

"Pursue." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"..."

"Of course pursue, what else, put him on a pedestal just to observe from afar, that’s definitely not my style! Have you forgotten why you came to F University?"

But how to pursue? From childhood till now, she really hadn’t chased a boy, nor had she been chased by a boy.

Hands clasped together, looking at Fang Lan with a pleading gaze, "Teach me how to pursue a boy?"

"How come I never noticed you can act cute too? My funny goddess."

"Come on, are you helping or not?"

"Help, help, I say I’ve seen you acting like a man for half a semester, never heard you talk so coyly, I even suspect did you forget to take your medicine today. Or, planning a transformation?"

Haha, keep teasing her as you wish, now her mood is clear skies, feeling her college life has become lively and vibrant.

Fang Lan gave a suggestion, using the oldest tactic: sending love letters.

But a week passed, three letters sent, as if dropped into the ocean, no response.

"Fang Lan, are you sure he received the letters?"

"Come on, big sister, every time you leave them at the basketball gym during practice, ask me if he received them, how would I know?" Fang Lan started believing the saying that women in love have zero IQ, but Mu Bingtong was still in unrequited love, how come it’s negative?

One week, only saw Chu Ge three times, really just saw, from far away, every time mustered the courage to greet him, he never glanced at her, joined the team half a semester late, naturally became a substitute, picking up balls as a junior role. During leisure she could stare blankly at Chu Ge.

Saturday afternoon no classes, Taekwondo Academy class doesn’t clash with basketball, originally planned to visit the Taekwondo Academy, but who knows which nerve acted up and took her to the basketball gym, a familiar figure was running back and forth on the basketball court.

Thankful thankful for that nerve, don’t forget the main task, which bag is Chu Ge’s? Hmm, this one, just when she was about to put the letter into the bag, a stranger’s voice sounded behind her:

"Student, what are you doing with my bag?"