My sister never calls me brother.

Lin Nianwei secretly liked Zhou Han, but she never expressed her feelings directly from childhood to adulthood. Their relationship was at best just that of good friends.

The argument in their childhood led Lin Nianwei to leave, but it wasn't her own choice. It was the pressure from her parents that made her make that decision.

After leaving, Lin Nianwei could only learn about Zhou Han's recent situation from snippets of conversation from other people. Although she was easily misunderstood, she enjoyed doing so.

During junior high school, Lin Nianwei secretly went to Zhou Han's junior high school without her family's knowledge, and watched him from a distance...

As the school let out, the crowd slowly poured out of the school gate. People walked out in groups, chatting and laughing. There was only one oddball, standing out conspicuously among them: Zhou Han.

Zhou Han left the school gate, looked around, then lowered his head and walked silently along the wall, occasionally glancing at the groups of people out of the corner of his eye. It was unclear what he was thinking.

In this sea of ​​people, Zhou Han stood out from the crowd. No one greeted him, and no one walked with him.

Perhaps ever since Lin Nianwei left, Zhou Han has truly become alone, and this hasn't changed even after all this time; the only change is that she has become even more isolated.

Lin Nianwei, standing some distance away, almost couldn't resist going up to him and talking to him, but she suppressed the impulse because she didn't know what she could talk to him about. Should she scold him?

Although they didn't get to speak during their meeting, Lin Nianwei was still very content because she still loved him after all this time...

When it came time to go to high school, Lin Nianwei resolutely refused the opportunity to study abroad and instead chose Jin Teng Academy. In order to get closer to Zhou Han again, she gave up a lot of things, but the two of them didn't speak to each other at all in the first year, and neither of them was willing to take the initiative to speak first.

But recently, they've finally been able to exchange a few words occasionally, which is already a source of great joy for Lin Nianwei. Although she doesn't show it, she originally thought that as long as she took things slowly, the two of them would definitely reconcile, but...

When Lin Nianwei saw Zhou Han and Yao Xiaorui arguing intimately that morning, she felt inexplicably irritated. She never imagined that any girl other than herself would approach Zhou Han.

Lin Nianwei kept telling herself that it was a good thing that someone was getting close to Zhou Han, at least it proved that he was changing for the better.

But her restlessness and discomfort forced her to face reality.

Lin Nianwei really wanted to question Zhou Han on the spot, but she didn't have a legitimate reason to speak, so she could only keep it to herself.

Disturbed and confused, Lin Nianwei tried to calm herself down, as this matter made it difficult for her to concentrate on her work.

Airi Miyazaki waved her tennis racket and asked, "Vi-chan, how's your tennis?"

"Normal," Lin Nianwei replied.

"Uh..." Miyazaki Airi blushed, and continued to ask, "Do you have any sports you're good at?"

Lin Nianwei thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Chess."

"This..." Miyazaki Airi was speechless, thinking, "So you mean any kind of physical activity is off-limits, right?"

"I..." Lin Nianwei tilted her head and tentatively asked, "Am I holding everyone back?"

"No, no!" Miyazaki Airi quickly retorted, continuing confidently, "Leave these kinds of fun matches to me! No problem at all!"

"Keep it up." Lin Nianwei gave a thumbs up expressionlessly.

Looking at Lin Nianwei, Miyazaki Airi smiled and thought to herself, "Nianwei-chan has started to rely on me quite honestly! We're good friends now, right?"

The tennis exhibition match began, and everyone started their first match.

Zhou Han and Li Yang also faced their first opponents, Liu Yue and Wang Qianqian's team.

"Looks like our opponents aren't very strong, they have a low-class vibe..." Wang Qianqian looked at Li Yang and Zhou Han picking their noses with disdain and said something rude right away.

Liu Yue covered her face, thinking to herself, "Can you please stop making empty promises before the competition?"

Li Yang was stunned for a moment, then said to Zhou Han, "People are saying you're a loser..."

"Bullshit!" Zhou Han rolled her eyes and said to Li Yang, "You're clearly being called a loser!"

Zhou Han and Li Yang exchanged an unpleasant glance, and then started fighting just before the competition was about to begin.

You're a loser!

You're the loser!

"Do you want to fight?!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"If you don't unleash the dogs, your combat power is only five points, okay? You're trash!"

……

Wang Qianqian wiped her sweat and said, "They started fighting for no reason. It seems like we're bound to win."

"Although I don't want to admit it..." Liu Yue was speechless, "but it seems to be the case."

Chapter Forty-Seven: Luck

Game start.

Zhou Han and Li Yang very gentlemanly gave up the right to serve first.

Although it wasn't their choice, they felt pressured by the stares of the male classmates around them, so they decided to give way.

Wang Qianqian bounced the tennis ball on the ground with her hand, glanced at the two losers opposite her, and thought to herself, "Looks like they're still not giving up. Well then, I'll just have to use my strength to defeat you!"

Zhou Han subconsciously shuddered, wondering what was causing this inexplicable chill.

Wang Qianqian threw the tennis ball into the air and swung her racket fiercely.

The tennis ball flew rapidly over the net and towards Li Yang.

"Oh! Here it comes! Here it comes!" Li Yang got into position and swung his racket, but...

He swung and missed completely, not even touching the tennis ball.

The tennis ball lands, a point of contact scores, 15-0.

"That's really impressive..." Li Yang tossed his hair and exclaimed in admiration, "Is that a professional-level serve?"

"If you know how tough it is, hurry up and surrender. I still want to join forces with Gu Bai in victory..." Wang Qianqian said arrogantly.

"Hey! Didn't you say you were a man who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Nadal?!" Zhou Han said to Li Yang with a dark face, "How come you can't even return a normal serve?"

"Hmm..." Li Yang said hesitantly, "There is a difference between ideals and reality. I was careless just now."

"Enough..." Zhou Han sighed and said, "I don't trust you anymore. You can just stand by and watch."

"Give me another chance! I haven't even used my ultimate move yet!" Li Yang said, clearly dissatisfied, eager to try his luck.

"Shut up, be quiet..." Zhou Han said with a dark face, thinking to herself, what kind of killer move is this? It's probably just all talk...

"Hmph! Why don't you just surrender obediently?" Wang Qianqian sneered, tossing the tennis ball into the air. "Watch me take another point!"

Wang Qianqian swung her racket to serve, and the tennis ball spun violently, still heading towards Li Yang's defensive zone.

The cunning Wang Qianqian had already seen that Li Yang was an outsider; everyone knows the principle of picking on the weak.

Li Yang seemed eager to try, as if he wanted to perform some kind of killer move, but in reality, he was just racking his brains to come up with cool lines.

Zhou Han leaped forward, blocking Li Yang's path.

"This ball is mine, isn't it?!" Li Yang was annoyed; he had already prepared his lines, but he was just worried he wouldn't have a chance to say them.

"Shut up and just watch!" Zhou Han shouted, bending his elbow and swinging his racket with force to return the ball.

The tennis ball hurtled towards Wang Qianqian and Liu Yue with great speed, passing right through their tight defense and landing to score.

I never noticed before, is this guy's athletic ability really that good? Liu Yue looked at Zhou Han opposite her with some surprise.

Li Yang paused for a moment, then smoothed his hair and said coolly, "I could easily return a ball like this, but it would be beneath me to do it myself."

Zhou Han was speechless and didn't bother to say anything.

Li Yang rarely misses an opportunity like this, where he can both show off and make his presence felt.

Wang Qianqian gritted her teeth in anger, picked up the tennis ball without saying a word, and served for the third time, looking like she was about to lose her temper.

The result was quickly reversed, and Zhou Han's team scored again.

"Zhou Han, you bastard!" Wang Qianqian couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Don't you know how to treat a woman with respect?"

"Huh?" Zhou Han replied while picking his nose, "What's 'cherishing beauty'? Can you eat it?"

"You...you...you..." Wang Qianqian pointed at Zhou Han, her lungs almost bursting with anger. She had made a good plan, but who knew that Zhou Han would suddenly appear and ruin her good thing.

Talking to Zhou Han about relationship issues is like casting pearls before swine; the chances of him understanding are extremely slim.

The boys watching started pointing and whispering about Zhou Han and Li Yang, saying that the two of them were not gentlemanly at all.

Li Yang, feeling a bit intimidated by everyone's criticism, whispered to Zhou Han, "Did we... go a little too far? The boys all seem really angry..."

"They're just jealous. They're afraid we'll win and become the talk of the town among the girls..." Zhou Han whispered in response.

"So that's how it is. It makes some sense..." Li Yang actually believed Zhou Han's nonsense!

The match continued, and it was Zhou Han's turn to serve. He threw the tennis ball into the air, jumped, and served a jump serve.

This is Zhou Han's favorite way to serve because it has a wide range and many options.

Zhou Han intended to hit the edge of the court for a point, but...

Liu Yue had guessed Zhou Han's little scheme perfectly. She returned the tennis ball with great force, and Zhou Han was distracted for a moment, failing to catch the ball and giving the opponent a point.

Zhou Han snapped out of his daze and shook his head. He had been momentarily attracted by Liu Yue's well-developed breasts, and the waves of movement when she hit the ball had almost made him dizzy.

"How cunning!? Always using petty tricks!" Zhou Han said, exasperated.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Liu Yue was completely confused; her mind wasn't that dirty.

"You're swaying around like that..." Zhou Han frowned, but before she could finish speaking, Li Yang covered her mouth from behind.

"Why are you so blunt? Don't remind her," Li Yang said softly.

Zhou Han's face darkened, and she rolled her eyes a few times.

"You remind her, can we still see the waves?" Li Yang said meaningfully.

Zhou Han suddenly realized what Li Yang meant.

"Let's postpone the match so we can watch it a little longer..." Li Yang released his hand from Zhou Han's mouth.

Zhou Han and Li Yang exchanged a glance and smiled knowingly.

Liu Yue was completely confused by their furtive behavior and had no idea what they were talking about.

After watching for a while, Wang Qianqian finally figured out something. She grinned mischievously and thought, "So that's how it is. Those idiots on the other side are thinking about these things. Well then, let me make good use of Liu Yue and win the game!"

After several rounds of intense competition, the score was tied, leading to a decisive point, with Wang Qianqian serving.

Zhou Han was on high alert, but also felt a little embarrassed, thinking to himself, "Have we gone a bit too far? It's really come to the point where one point will decide the outcome..."

Li Yang stood there blankly, holding his racket. Anyway, it wasn't really his business; he was just there to be a bystander.