Su Jinning suddenly wanted to play basketball, and the group of teenagers ran all the way to the central square. Shen Moyu wanted to ask why they didn't take a taxi, but seeing Su Jinning's radiant smile, which she hadn't shown in a long time, he seemed to understand something.
A young person's greatest talent is running. Sometimes, it doesn't matter how tired you are, what matters is who you're with, where you're going, and what you're running for.
There weren't many people at the basketball court. A few idiots who rushed over without bringing basketballs were out of breath from running and sat on a bench to rest.
"Damn, you didn't even bring a ball, are you playing with a basketball hoop?!" Chen Hang slumped onto the bench.
"I'll just take your head off," Su Jinning sneered.
"Go to hell!"
Shen Moyu looked around and suddenly noticed a group of people playing basketball on the nearby court, with two basketballs placed by the fence: "Those people over there have some spare ones, let's borrow one."
Su Jinning's eyes lit up, and she excitedly turned and ran towards the basketball court across the street, with Shen Moyu following closely behind. Those guys were also from Zhengde No. 1 Middle School, and happened to be on the first-year basketball team. Being from the same school, they were easy to talk to, and she quickly borrowed one of their players.
He Qing and Chen Yuanyuan went to the store outside to buy water, while the four boys played basketball on the court.
"Hey, is a three-pointer okay?" Su Jinning stepped back next to Shen Moyu and asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You look down on me? Anyone can shoot threes." Shen Moyu raised the corners of his mouth, snatched the ball from his hand, glanced up at the rim, half-squatted and jumped, the basketball perfectly hitting the hoop.
"Holy crap, that's perfect!" Su Jinning nudged his shoulder.
"You have to praise this?" Shen Moyu rolled her eyes. "It makes it seem like you're looking down on me."
"I thought my boyfriend was really handsome just now." Su Jinning snuggled closer to him.
"I'm telling you, you two are going too far! We're playing ball, can you two stop being so affectionate later?" Song Wenmiao couldn't stand it anymore.
"Mind your own business." Su Jinning tossed the ball to him.
Playing ball with four people shouldn't have been very interesting, but they had a blast and worked up a sweat.
Perhaps it's been too long since we've had such a sweaty and enjoyable time together. Whether there are few people or the weather is a bit cold, as long as the four of us can get together, have a blast, and have some fun, nothing else seems to matter.
Su Jinning snatched the ball from Chen Hang, dribbled smoothly, then quickly turned and jumped, sinking a three-pointer before Chen Hang could even react.
"What?! You're so fast!"
Su Jinning chuckled twice and teased him, "You're just too incompetent."
"Impossible!" Chen Hang immediately retorted, rolling up his sleeves. "Let's try again."
He refused to believe it; just because he couldn't beat basketball in a one-on-one game didn't mean he was bad.
The basketball rolled to the side gate of the basketball court. Su Jinning ran over to pick it up. From a distance, he saw several troublemakers wearing the No. 8 Middle School basketball team uniforms leaning against the side gate, looking at him. Each of them had a cigarette in their mouth and looked like they were not to be messed with.
Before he could even walk over, the troublemaker in the lead kicked the ball away, and the people behind him burst into laughter. Su Jinning was stunned and looked up to meet the man's gaze.
"Why are you looking at me? I didn't touch it." The leader exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a grin.
This basketball court is near No. 8 Middle School, and there are often these kinds of hooligans around. Su Jinning was too lazy to deal with him, so she turned around and went to the other side to pick up the ball. Unexpectedly, the leader suddenly rushed over. Su Jinning turned around and blocked him, kicked the basketball away first, dribbled it twice, and threw it directly to Chen Hang in the distance.
Su Jinning turned around and looked him up and down: "Don't play with other people's balls unless it's absolutely necessary. It's impolite."
"Stop talking nonsense." The leader spat all over Su Jinning's face as soon as he opened his mouth, pointing at the basketball court and saying, word by word, "Those guys over there who're with you, right? Hurry up, grab your ball and go cool off somewhere. This is where our Eighth Middle School trains."
These words were so shameless and profound that Su Jinning was shocked. For a moment, he really wanted to find the spot on the basketball court where his name was engraved.
"Is your name written on this?" Su Jinning asked lazily, arms crossed. "Or is it your family's business?"
"Never mind that." The leader raised his chin, looking smug. "See those guys behind me? We're from the No. 8 Middle School basketball team. We train here every day. If you don't leave, don't say our fists have no eyes."
"No. 8 Middle School, right?" Su Jinning couldn't help but laugh when she heard the name. She scratched her ear and grinned, "The basketball team from that notorious 'black hand' in the city?"
The leader, as if struck in the heart, instantly flew into a rage: "Who the hell are you talking about? I'll tear your mouth apart, you believe me?"
Shen Moyu and the others sensed something was wrong and ran over. They frowned at the group of slouching, unsteady-backed troublemakers: "What's going on?"
The leader swaggered up to Shen Moyu and asked rudely, "You're with us, aren't you?"
Shen Moyu knew why he was there just by looking at him, and glanced at him lightly: "How is it?"
"How about that?" The leader couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the boy, who was half a head shorter than him but remained calm in the face of danger. He reached out and poked the boy's shoulder: "I want you all to get lost."
Su Jinning grabbed the leader's wrist, twisted it halfway around, and pulled him aside with one hand. He stared at him coldly: "Can't you talk without resorting to violence?"
"You still dare to lay a hand on me? You want to fight, huh!" A troublemaker squeezed out from the side and grabbed Su Jinning by the collar.
Shen Moyu took a step forward, his cold expression hardening as he spoke, "If you don't want to fight, are you leaving or not?"
The group of troublemakers burst into laughter at his words, as if they'd heard a hilarious joke. The leader slapped him on the cheek: "You're talking nonsense. Get your facts straight."
Shen Moyu took a deep breath: "Then let's fight." As he spoke, he went up and threw a punch. The tall man staggered for a moment and couldn't catch his breath for a long time.
Su Jinning pouted, complaining as she ran, "I really don't want to fight, I want to go back and do my homework..."
Four people fighting eight was a piece of cake for them. Their muscles and bones, which hadn't been active for a long time, were inexplicably excited by this ordeal. The passion in their hearts had been suppressed for too long, and the sudden surge of energy seemed inexhaustible.
Shen Moyu knocked down another one with a knee strike, which amused Su Jinning, who gave him a thumbs up.
This familiar trick had made Su Jinning laugh since their first meeting, and it still worked now.
Having known him for so long, Shen Moyu seems to have never changed. He appears as a cold and aloof senior in public, but upon closer inspection, his small frame seems frail. He is gentle and charming in front of others, but when it comes to fighting, he is truly decisive and efficient.
How come they've been dating for almost a year already?
"Hey, what are you thinking about!" Shen Moyu turned around and kicked the leader: "Didn't you see him coming towards you?"
Su Jinning chuckled, "I was thinking about how handsome my boyfriend is."
"Go to hell." Shen Moyu suddenly wanted to laugh, but for some reason, he really wanted to laugh.
"Aaaaaah!" Chen Yuanyuan suddenly appeared, yelling, and pulled out a case of bottled water she had just bought, throwing it at the group. She actually hit a few troublemakers, and one bottle landed right on the leader's crotch, knocking him to the ground, unable to get up. Su Jinning and the others burst into laughter.
"Hey, what are you doing! Which school are you from!" The security guard's voice drifted over from the main gate.
"Damn security guard, run!" Su Jinning grabbed Shen Moyu's arm and ran towards the side door.