The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

A small group of people had gathered at the entrance of Class 6.

Chen Zhe and Zhao Meng stood there like two gatekeepers, blocking the way.

Her voice was so loud the whole floor could hear: "What are you looking at! Fu Hua is in our class! Line up for autographs!"

"What signature?"

Fu Hua walked over.

The crowd parted to make way.

Several high school seniors, their faces flushed, approached him: "Fu, Fu, could you please teach me how to do that reverse layup?"

"And that step-back three-pointer! Could you teach us how to do it?"

Could you describe the rhythm of your dribbling and changing direction?

Before Fu Hua could speak, Zhang Wen rushed over from the side and blocked Fu Hua behind her, saying, "Class is starting, class is starting! We can talk about it in PE class later!"

As he spoke, he pulled Fu Hua along and squeezed into the classroom.

The door was slammed shut by Zhao Meng with a loud bang.

In the classroom, all the students of Class 6 were present.

Everyone stared at Fu Hua with shining eyes.

Why are you all staring at me like that?

"Fu Hua,"

Zhao Meng rubbed his hands, a rare moment of embarrassment on his face. "Um... if you have time, could you explain those moves to us again? We'd like to learn them..."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Chen Zhe nodded vigorously, "If we learn this, our class will absolutely sweep the school team in the basketball tournament, and we'll continue to beat the city's No. 1 Middle School next year!"

Fu Hua thought for a moment: "Let's do it in PE class. Everyone can listen then, and we'll need to draw diagrams to explain."

The whole class, both boys and girls, cheered together.

On the senior year side, Fu Youchuan was also...

As soon as I entered the classroom, I was surrounded by boys.

"Brother Chuan! That's awesome! I heard Fu Hua is your younger sister, your sister is amazing!"

"A younger sister? Really? I've never heard of her before. Isn't Brother Chuan's sister Fu Chaochao from Class A?"

"Brother Chuan, do me a favor and give this love letter to your sister..."

"Get lost!"

Fu Youchuan slapped open the pink envelope that was handed to him, his face as dark as charcoal. "You've got nothing better to do, haven't you?"

"No, Brother Chuan, your sister's skills... could we have her coach our school team? We have a match next week!"

"Guidance my ass!"

Fu Youchuan pushed through the crowd, grabbed his schoolbag, and walked out.

"They don't even bother going to the sports committee, how could they possibly have time to coach you?"

"Brother Chuan, that's not right. We're all from the same school, sharing the same fate. Refusing the sports committee doesn't mean we're unwilling to help the school team."

"If he hadn't wanted to, Fu wouldn't have gone on stage in the first place."

Fu Youchuan's face turned red and his neck bulged. He really wanted to say, "What do you know?"

Fu Hua came on stage purely to disgust him.

Now he has to beg her? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

I would never go, even if you killed me.

The school bell rang, the teacher walked into the classroom, and everyone quickly returned to their seats.

Fu Youchuan sat in his seat, restless, thinking about what his older brother had said at the hospital.

The teacher's voice seemed to drift far away, hazy and indistinct, difficult to hear clearly.

Every time get out of class ended, Fu Youchuan would be surrounded by people asking him about Fu Hua.

"Brother Chuan, you still haven't told us when you suddenly had another sister?"

"Yeah, she's as beautiful as an angel, I think she could easily be the school beauty."

"I think it's good too."

With everyone chiming in, Fu Youchuan couldn't take it anymore.

Using the excuse of needing to use the restroom, he rushed out of the classroom as if escaping.

Unconsciously, he walked towards the basketball court again.

It's already afternoon, and there are people playing basketball on the court.

Zhao Meng was leading a few boys from Class 6 in practicing basketball.

He clumsily imitated the difficult moves Fu Hua did in the gymnasium.

Of course, none of them succeeded.

"How did I turn around like that?"

"Old Zhao, don't hold your hand so stiffly! Relax!"

"I relaxed, damn it, why isn't this ball obeying my commands..."

"I'll give it a try."

Chen Zhe received the ball, stepped back a bit, sprinted from a distance, and with a beautiful dragon tail swing, scored.

"Wow, amazing!"

Squad leader Li Qiang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "I didn't expect you to be the first one among us to learn it."

"Absolutely."

Chen Zhe shook his head and laughed smugly: "Fu Hua gave me extra tutoring in PE class."

If I can't learn it, wouldn't I be letting her down?

Fu Youchuan stood on the sidelines and watched for a while. This rookie class, Ding Liu, actually had many moves that were better than the school team's.

This made him feel itchy inside.

If he learns these moves, he can make those guys at No. 1 Middle School in the city go crazy again.

The dragon's tail swing, in particular, is exhilarating to watch.

The movement was seamless, as fluid as a dance.

I really want to learn.

But the thought of having to ask Fu Hua for help...

No, he couldn't do it even if you killed him.

"Second Brother?"

A soft female voice came from behind.

Fu Youchuan turned around, and Fu Chaochao was holding a bottle of soda.

She looked at him with a smile: "Have some water."

She followed his gaze to the court and sighed softly, "Those guys in Class Ding, they'll never be as good as Second Brother. Huahua is the same; they'd rather teach outsiders these moves than Second Brother."

These words sounded like a casual complaint, but Fu Youchuan frowned.

He remembered what his older brother had said yesterday.

Every word Chaochao uttered was provocative.

She never tried to be sisters with Fu Hua.

Fu Youchuan took the soda but didn't drink it.

She looked up and sighed softly, "Chaochao, she... is really good at playing ball. As for who she wants to teach, that's her own business, and we can't interfere."

Fu Chaochao's smile froze on her face.

What does this mean?

Even the second brother is going to side with Fu Hua?

Fu Chaochao's expression darkened slightly, but her tone remained delicate.

Full of self-deprecation: "Yes, Huahua is good at everything. She's better than me at studying, better at playing the piano, better looking than me, she's good at everything. I can never beat her."

"That's not what I meant. Why do you compare yourself to her, Chaochao?"

Fu Youchuan said seriously, "In my heart, you are the best younger sister. You will never have to compare yourself to Fu Hua."

He carefully chose his words, speaking calmly, "No matter what, she's already part of the Fu family, and she's your sister. From now on... you two should get along well."

He felt awkward saying those words.

Fu Chaochao's eyes widened, and her eyes reddened instantly: "Second Brother, do you think I'm not good to Huahua?"

Her voice was aggrieved, "I've always wanted to be friends with Huahua. I've tried so hard to get close to her, but she... she doesn't like me. She's never liked me. She's always been cold and sarcastic."

"She wasn't like that with me, or with my parents."

Fu Youchuan sighed, looking at Fu Chaochao's pitiful appearance.

My doubts began to waver again.

Maybe... he's just overthinking it?

Chaochao is not like what her elder brother said.

"never mind,"

He waved his hand, "Never mind what I said. I've been feeling a bit confused lately, please don't take offense to my second brother."

Fu Chaochao wiped her eyes and shook her head.

She said softly, "Second brother, you'll always be my most loving second brother. Did you hear something from someone else?"

"That's not true."

Fu Youchuan denied it instinctively.

"Second brother, I will always believe in you, and you will always be on my side, right?"

Fu Chaochao's eyes were burning with desire, wanting an answer.