Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

I felt a murderous, burning gaze coming from behind me.

Chen Jianji looked back.

Sure enough, Pan Shuqi was surrounded by a crowd asking her all sorts of questions.

Her calm and collected demeanor finally crumbled, and she was staring at him with resentment.

Chen Jianji's lips curled up slightly.

Tsk, so you joined in the commotion, huh? This is what happens!

He withdrew his gaze and turned back to look ahead.

But unexpectedly, he met a cold gaze from beside the podium.

It is Lin Qingxue.

The other party didn't seem to expect him to turn around so quickly either.

My body stiffened for a moment.

But things quickly returned to normal, as if it had just been an illusion.

"If you're not going to evening self-study, you need to let me know."

"Wang Li registered with me when he left just now."

As Lin Qingxue spoke, she placed a form on the corner of her table and then looked away from Chen Jianji.

She lowered her eyes, staring at the homework on her desk.

With one hand pressing down on the form, and the other holding a pen, he was underlining the key points in the famous book that needed to be memorized.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure gradually approaching.

The light from the overhead lamps fell down.

The figure was almost completely reflected on the table.

Lin Qingxue spoke without looking up.

"Don't be too noisy during next break; some people are reading during breaks too."

Chen Jianji paused, then chuckled.

"You didn't have any objections when things were like this before."

He didn't even glance at Lin Qingxue as he spoke.

I never even considered signing that form.

I just had to pass this podium to get out of the classroom, so I came over.

That's it.

Chen Jianji stopped walking and walked past the desk.

Even the hem of her clothes, which fluttered with her movements, didn't touch the table at all.

Only the breeze stirred up a slight breeze that ruffled Lin Qingxue's loose hair.

One of her hands was still pressed on the form.

The person who was supposed to fill out the form has long since gone and disappeared.

It wasn't until quite a while later.

Lin Qingxue slowly raised her eyes.

I looked towards the corner of the classroom and saw a new classmate being surrounded by people chatting.

Watching her face change from a forced composure to a gradually natural expression.

It seems that they are gradually integrating into this group.

Lin Qingxue found this scene somewhat jarring.

Some of them... seemed familiar.

The words Chen Jianji had said before leaving echoed in my ears once again.

You never objected to this before.

Snapped!

The pen she was holding in her other hand made a crisp sound.

The pen refill... broke.

......

Basketball court.

The lights were as bright as day.

Five figures ran freely on the court, sweating profusely.

The sound of a basketball hitting the ground...

The sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor...

And there was the crisp sound of the ball hitting the net...

Various sounds mingled and rang out continuously.

This also constantly stimulated Chen Jianji's nerves.

He looked at the physical education teacher sitting next to him, Li Junquan.

"Old Li, how about..."

But before Chen Jianji could finish speaking...

Li Junquan interrupted as he screwed the lid back onto the thermos.

"Don't even think about it, I won't let the injured player play."

"Not to mention, you're already preparing for the college entrance exam."

Chen Jianji's remaining words were cut off, but he still asked, unwilling to give up.

"The college entrance exam is taken with your hands, not your legs."

Li Junquan shook his head again and put down the thermos.

"The college entrance examination is of great significance to you; it may be an opportunity to change your destiny."

"Basketball is just a hobby."

Chen Jianji paused, then stopped trying to figure out if he could play, and instead asked...

"Old Li, when you formed the team in the first year of high school, you were so enthusiastic about getting us into the regional league. What's wrong now? Aren't you planning to form a new team?"

Li Junquan paused for a moment.

His eyes reflected the five people training, and he seemed to see his former self in them.

He also recalled that when the team was formed in the first year of high school, more than fifty people signed up, but many of them could only be substitutes, and there were about ten who played very well.

Everyone was full of energy.

But now.

Now only a few people remain.

Even as a substitute, there is only one player, Chen Jianji.

Even if we reassemble the first-year high school team, two years later, we'll still be in the same situation.

Li Junquan put down his thermos, offered no explanation, and simply smiled.

"When I was teaching you in the first year of high school, I had just arrived."

A night breeze blew by.

Chen Jianji saw the forced smile on Li Junquan's face.

suddenly.

Chen Jianji remembered the physical education teacher he hadn't had much contact with since graduating in his previous life.

When I returned to my alma mater later, he had already led a team to compete in the provincial competition.

I learned about Li Junquan's experience after asking the homeroom teacher.

Old Li was once a somewhat well-known professional reserve basketball player.

Having won various gold medals in county-level and provincial-level competitions, he is only one step away from turning professional.

At this crucial juncture in my life.

He ultimately weighed his life and family, and chose the stable path of taking the civil service exam and succeeding.

He stayed at the high school in this county and became a physical education teacher.

He originally wanted to entrust his unfulfilled career dreams to each and every class of students.

Unfortunately, the high school in this county town does not yet recruit students with athletic talents.

Li Junquan was unable to fulfill this wish.

But Chen Jianji knew that starting from the next session...

Old Li's stage has arrived.

"Old Li, don't be discouraged. Just take a break during this time. You're still young. You'll have your share of hard work in the future."

Chen Jianji patted him on the shoulder.

"Opportunity favors the prepared mind. As long as you are always ready, the school will not let you down."

Li Junquan paused, looking at the young man with a youthful face, whose cheek hair was clearly visible under the light.

Although he speaks without any respect for elders.

But for no apparent reason, it warmed my heart.

But just as Li Junquan was about to speak...

Chen Jianji suddenly said.

"Like me, I've put all my effort into healing my sprain these past two days and made full preparations. I believe my teacher won't let me down."

"Old Li, don't you think so?"

He blinked after he finished speaking.

Li Junquan's lips twitched.

He had seen Chen Jianji's injury. Although the sprain wasn't serious, it had only been a short time, less than two days.

How could it possibly be completely healed?

"So, everything you said just now was just a setup, wasn't it?"

"Get out, get out! There's no room for discussion."

As Li Junquan spoke, he got up and dragged Chen Jianji up as well.

They dragged him toward the teaching building and walked several steps.

"Go back to class right now, don't even think about it!!"

"Alright..."

Chen Jianji could only glance regretfully at the stadium before slowly leaving.

Li Junquan watched his departing figure and sighed.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the court.

A tall figure wearing a loose school uniform, but it was unclear when it happened.

We arrived at the edge of the stadium.

......