Chapter 28

Chapter 10-11: Preparations

Wen Liang put his mind at ease after securing the training venue and coach. During the next class, he was seized by a sudden impulse and asked, "Brother Ren, I have a question to ask you..."

Ren Yi had recently become obsessed with Jin Yong's novels. If you didn't speak in an ancient tone, he wouldn't bother to respond, "Sure, sure, in the world of martial arts, honor comes first. What's your question, Brother Wen?"

Wen Liang, suppressing a laugh, said, "I heard you mentioned that Liu Zhihe opened a betting pool. How much did you bet?"

Ren Yi's expression was exaggerated, his face showing pain, "I bet a lot, a whole fifty yuan, fifty yuan!"

Wen Liang burst out laughing, nearly choking on his own saliva, "How much? Fifty?"

"Yes, a whole week's meal money is gone!" Ren Yi's parents ran a small business, and his family was average. They gave him three hundred yuan a month for meals and pocket money. Although it wasn't much, it was above average. He didn't expect this guy to actually bet so much.

Wen Liang felt a bit dizzy and asked, puzzled, "Isn't that a bit much? Don't get into trouble. If the bookie reneges, you'll be in tears."

Ren Yi gave Wen Liang a disdainful look and said, "You forgot you weren't in our middle school. Liu Zhihe is a golden brand in our school. He's run countless betting pools over three years and has never reneged!"

"Damn!" Wen Liang felt old. It turned out these guys had been gambling since middle school. People are different, he thought. I was still trying to figure out where to get a can of Popeye's spinach, while they were already importing advanced techniques from Macau...

While he was sighing, Wen Liang was suddenly called out.

Mu Shan Shan nodded, not taking it to heart. Guan You and Shi Chengcai, standing nearby, broke out in cold sweat. Five thousand yuan! If he lost such a large bet, wouldn't Mu Shan Shan skin him alive?

By the time Wen Liang arrived at the basketball court, he was already third in line. Ning Xiaoning made no effort to hide her displeasure and said coldly, "I hate it when people are late, especially when men arrive later than women! I need a reason!"

Xu Yao shrugged and started playing with the ball on her own. Wen Liang, grinning, held up four large bottles of LEBOSHI: "I realized it was too hot to be without water, so I turned back to buy some... Is this reason profound enough?"

"Uneducated! Did your elementary school Chinese teacher teach math? Only a lesson is profound!"

Ning Xiaoning's cold joke hit Wen Liang hard. But he understood that the young lady had accepted his reason. Wen Liang smiled. Ning Xiaoning seemed fierce and cold, but she was actually very meticulous and methodical. She could investigate him behind Xu Yao's back, notice the differences, and then suddenly challenge him, observing his reactions to judge the truth. This kind of strategic and intimidating approach was not something someone inexperienced in human relations could pull off.

However, being skilled was one thing, and being willing to do it was another. Ning Xiaoning always looked like people owed her money, and her words could make even Buddha bleed from the seven orifices. If not for her strong background, Wen Liang doubted she would have grown up this far.

But no matter what, there was one thing Wen Liang admired about her: when Ning Xiaoning was willing to reason, she was extremely reasonable. As long as the reason was legitimate, Wen Liang believed that even if you had raped her, you could still sit down and talk it out.

Of course, he hadn't seen her when she didn't want to reason, but he could imagine it—hadn't he seen Jurassic Park? The scene wouldn't be much different...

Following behind her, Wen Liang's eyes were drawn to her long, beautiful legs, which seemed to defy reason. Her light blue jeans hugged her rounded buttocks, and the movement made his heart itch. He turned his head to see Xu Yao and quickly reminded himself: A friend's friend is my friend, not to be taken advantage of, not to be taken advantage of! But then he thought, what if it's a wife's wife? Would she still be my wife?

Xu Yao, seeing Wen Liang frown and then grin foolishly, kicked him lightly, "What are you looking at?" Her eyes drifted to Ning Xiaoning's back, and she asked with a mischievous tone, "Pretty, right? Want me to leave for a while?"

Wen Liang said with a righteous air, "That's not very fair. Look at that girl, her skin isn't as fair as yours, her eyes aren't as big as yours, and her nose could hang a soy sauce bottle on the wall. How can you mock her like that? If you're so capable, find someone prettier than you!" This was what Wen Liang had said when he first met Ning Xiaoning at the Top Ten Youth Award ceremony, and he remembered it word for word.

Xu Yao laughed heartily, clutching her stomach and squatting on the ground, moaning. Ning Xiaoning, walking ahead, finally couldn't stand the two clowns and suddenly turned around, her shoulder-length hair swinging in the air, showing a bit of mischief.

"Come over and practice!"

As the saying goes, when Xiaoning gets angry, even thieves have knives. They are not to be provoked. Xu Yao and Wen Liang exchanged a glance and obediently followed.

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