Chapter 44.1: Sexy as hell.

In the end this basketball tournament was also a major event. After this there wouldn’t be any other recreational activities officially approved by the school for the rest of the semester, and so the amount of attention given to it by teachers and students was comparable to that of the sports meet.

In the words of Li Lin, “What was the point of the sports meet? You just sat there eating and drinking and watching the athletes sweat on the scorching track. Basketball games are different. Guys and girls revel in them together; when the guys play ball they get to showcase their personal charm, and the girls get to watch the guy they like look cool.”

—When Li Lin had said this, he hadn’t yet decided to play in the starting lineup for the Class Ten All Team.

Lin Yujing now considered this carefully and decided that Li Lin’s words did indeed make sense. During her freshman year, her classmates had taken her to watch a sophomore basketball game. The basketball court was surrounded by rows of stands filled with people. As the team captain at the time, Lu Jiaheng had won the hearts of many younger female students.

During the sports meet Wen Zihui had participated in the relay race, and when Class 7 said that Class 10 had knocked away their class’s baton, Wen Zihui was the first to rush out in anger. She was so furious that she formed a strong cheerleading team consisting of the English class representative, the language arts class representative, and herself.

Lin Yujing was someone with no sense of collective honor whatsoever, so when Wen Zihui approached her about it Lin Yujing rejected her without a second thought.

Wen Zihui had been a little apprehensive at first because her conflict with Lin Yujing was still fresh in her memory, but for the sake of Class 10 she plucked up her courage and said, “Classmate Lin, let’s not talk about the basketball game for now. Look at all of these competitions, don’t they all have cheerleading teams?”

“It’s a competition, everyone just needs to sit quietly in their seats and respond,” Lin Yujing said.

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Wen Zihui said nothing.

After a few moments of inner struggle, Lin Yujing sighed. “What does the cheerleading team do?”

Wen Zihui lifted her head, and her eyes brightened. “Just give support. Right now, we only have four people,” she assumed Lin Yujing had joined. “With you it’s four, I’ll say more when the time comes.”

Lin Yujing sighed again. “I’ve never experienced such a sense of collective honor in my whole life.”

Wen Zihui talked a bit more about the cheerleading team. The bell for class rang, and Shen Juan entered the classroom from the hallway. Wen Zihui took two big steps back. “That’s all for now, then. Oh, by the way,” she paused and looked at Lin Yujing’s hand. “Is your hand still hurting? How about I ask my mom to make some soup for you over the weekend and bring it over in a thermos? Isn’t your dorm next to mine?”

Lin Yujing, who wasn’t good at handling such unexpected kindness, hastily waved her hand. “No need, really, it’s almost healed. Don’t bother.”

Shen Juan glanced at her upon hearing this.

Dinosaur Wang entered the classroom with the lesson plan, stood at the podium in front of the class, and tapped on the desk. “Still chattering away? Let’s start the class, big brothers. Didn’t you hear the bell ring for class half an hour ago? Wen Zihui, stop chatting with your little sisters here. Isn’t one break enough? If you want to chat with Lin Yujing so much, move your chair over here and sit beside her, or maybe you should discuss it with Shen Juan and switch seats.”

Wen Zihui glanced at Shen Juan. She had been properly frightened by Shen Juan before. Even though his attitude seemed calm and even very polite the whole time, he somehow gave the impression, “Say one wrong word and I’ll damn well mess you up.” 

Wen Zihui shrugged her shoulders and hurried back to her own seat.