Chapter 555
Basketball Club Training
Translated by newbienoona
Edited by anks
The last three classes in the afternoon were uneventful. The voice over the speaker pleasantly announces, “All students, please hurry and line up to run.”
“Oh my God, I didn’t want this moment to come. My stomach hurts so much, I’m applying for a leave of absence!”
The moment Fei Lixiya stops whining, the teacher says, “Students who take time off will have to run twice as much tomorrow. But you’re welcome to leave… .”
“No, I won’t leave.” Fei Lixiya complains quietly.
With An Chuxia’s relatively tall height, Meng Xiaonan and two other girls form the last team. Mage makes her way into the team, sauntering with a smile.
“Chuxia, have you noticed that every time Mage talks to someone, she constantly looks your way?”
While the teacher adjusts the other teams, Meng Xiaonan knocks An Chuxia with her shoulder and whispers so the other two girls don’t hear what she’s about to say.
“I didn’t notice.” An Chuxia shakes her head.
“You have to watch out for her anyway. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with her per se, but something is not quite right.” Meng Xiaonan says before they walk forward with the team.
The playground is lined up in square-like formation. The headmaster nods in approval from the podium as he watches the block formations gradually move.
After running three laps, totalling 1200 meters, An Chuxia, who barely ate anything for lunch, pretty much ends in the red. Concerned, Meng Xiaonan approaches her and asks, “Are you alright? I told you not to run the first lap since you’ve not yet fully recovered. But no, you won’t listen to me!”
“I’m fine!” An Chuxia swings her hands. “I’m just a little short on exercise.”
“You’re not missing on exercise. It’s rest!” Meng Xiaonan helps An Chuxia sit down when Han Qilu comes over. He and his friends approach her, looking not as red or breathless as her in contrast.
“Didn’t Steward Han inform the teacher? Why did you run?” His head is so close, he eclipses An Chuxia’s face. Blame laces the tone of his voice.
Compared to Han Qilu’s cold tone, Ling Hanyu is more thoughtful. He reaches out for a handkerchief and hands it to An Chuxia. “Here, wipe your sweat. Don’t listen to Han Qilu. Running is more beneficial to physical and mental health.”
“Hey– Ling Hanyu!” Qilu’s face looks worse.
At the sideline, Meng Xiaonan sidles next to Xiao Mingluo. “What’s going on between the two of them?”
“Can’t you see it? The two princes are fighting over the princess!” Xiao Mingluo whispers back.
Meng Xiaonan asks, “What do you mean?”
“Han Qilu, it’s almost time to train. Let’s go before the witch punishes us. Come Chuxia, watch us train. Eventhough you’re not the manager, you can keep Jiangnan company,” Xiao Mingluo says just in time.
“Yes, Chuxia! I’m going to wait for Mingluo to finish training, so you can wait with me.” Meng Xiaonan whispers to her, “There’s meat to see, and I don’t want to watch alone.”
An Chuxia is full of black lines as her friend drags her to to the basketball club.
With the fact that it is a Monday, and that basketball practice is about to begin, the field is relatively empty; a majority of the school population is at the gym.
The moment Han Qilu and his friends walk in, the flowers in the stand scream.
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