"Ahhh, Su Qinian, you're so amazing! And so freaking handsome!" Qiao Songyue held a megaphone and had clearly turned into a little fangirl, shouting at the guy on the court. The poor students around her covered their ears with looks of utter helplessness on their faces.
Surrounding students: Can someone be a hero and just drag her out? It's so noisy!
The orange figure on the court stopped, looked up, and followed the sound of the megaphone. Su Qinian saw Qiao Songyue.
Beside Qiao Songyue were Lin Jinran and Xie Wanyu, covering their ears with looks of resignation.
Su Qinian: "..."
Why is she here again?
Su Qinian frowned, his dark eyes as deep and unfathomable as a secluded pool.
"It seems Qiao Songyue is determined to chase after you, Brother Su. You're really lucky with the ladies," Lu Youchuan remarked during a break in the game, a mix of admiration and helplessness in his voice.
"Do you want her?" Su Qinian said coldly.
Lu Youchuan immediately shut up.
"Qiao Songyue, could you please stop shouting with that megaphone? It's really, really noisy," someone in the stands couldn't help but pop their head out and complain.
Qiao Songyue still did as she pleased. "Is there a rule that says we can't bring megaphones in? I don't think so."
"But this is No. 1 High School, not your No. 3 High School. If you attract the security guards, do you think you can still shout recklessly with that megaphone?"
Qiao Songyue squinted at the person.
The person's voice got softer and softer, and finally they chose to shut up.
Qiao Songyue snorted and continued to cheer for Su Qinian with the megaphone.
Lin Jinran and Xie Wanyu glanced at each other and saw the helplessness flash in each other's eyes.
After the first game, Class 1 took the lead.
Su Qinian had been injured more than half a month ago and couldn't engage in strenuous exercise for a long time.
So after starting the game, he chose to leave the court, and a substitute took his place.
Su Qinian walked slowly towards the stands from the court. His steps were steady, and the incandescent lights above the stadium cast his shadow.
As before, he was wearing that orange jersey. His back was already soaked with sweat, and the logo on the front of the jersey rose and fell with his breathing.
Su Qinian seemed to be walking from the break of dawn in the distance, stepping on a trail of light, walking straight into people's hearts step by step.
Lin Jinran propped her chin up with both hands and looked up at him, her eyes curving into a smile.
Just as he was about to enter the stands, a large group of people rushed up and surrounded Su Qinian, offering him mineral water and towels.
"Su Qinian, drink my water. It's BaiShuiShan. It's the water you used to like."
"Drink mine, drink mine. What BaiShuiShan? Last time Su Qinian said he likes YiBao now, not your BaiShuiShan."
"Stop arguing. Wiping the sweat is the most important thing. What if he catches a cold, right, Su Qinian?"
"..."
Su Qinian felt a bit helpless and looked at Lin Jinran for help.
"Go quickly, or the class monitor will be snatched away by others," Xie Wanyu nudged her and winked at Lin Jinran. "Seize the opportunity well."
Lin Jinran picked up the mineral water by her feet and was about to walk forward.
Suddenly, another ear - splitting megaphone sound rang out.
"What are you guys doing? Qinian is mine. You guys don't even think about snatching him from me!"
Qiao Songyue was standing there with one hand holding the megaphone and the other hand on her hip, looking furious.
The students around Su Qinian immediately fell silent. They looked left and right, not daring to offend this young lady.
Su Qinian was tall and straight, standing in the middle of the crowd in his orange jersey. His face was cold, and his gaze towards Qiao Songyue was as sharp and cold as a knife.
Qiao Songyue was momentarily dazed. It was as if something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.
"Qiao Songyue," Su Qinian said, dropping his eyelids and enunciating each word.
Although his tone was extremely calm, Qiao Songyue just felt uncomfortable all over. It was as if a storm was coming.
"Don't say it, don't say it. I, I know everything..." Qiao Songyue suddenly seemed to think of something and panicked. The megaphone in her hand fell to the ground without warning.
With a "bang", it shattered along with her heart.
Lin Jinran rarely saw Su Qinian so cold, and it was also the first time she saw Qiao Songyue so flustered.
What on earth did she guess?
Su Qinian ignored them and walked through the crowd, stopping a few steps away from her.
He lowered his head slightly, and his gaze fell on the megaphone.
"Qiao Songyue," Su Qinian called her name again, softly. "I've never liked you, and I won't like you in the future. I'm definitely not yours. What's the point of all this?"
Qiao Songyue trembled all over.
The stands were full of students, curiously staring at the commotion in the front row.
"Don't say it, don't say it anymore. I know, I know everything," Qiao Songyue covered her ears and shook her head repeatedly.
So many people were watching, as if they were trampling on her self - esteem and crushing it into pieces.
Su Qinian was silent for a while, looking at her with pity in his eyes.
He had to give Qiao Songyue a harsh wake - up call in reality so that she would finally wake up and know what she should do.
Instead of always expecting him to change his mind and suddenly like her.
This was simply impossible.
Maybe still unwilling, Qiao Songyue raised her head, her eyes red at the corners, and asked him, "You really never liked me, not even a little bit?"
"No," Su Qinian said coldly.
"I suddenly feel so sorry for Qiao Songyue," Xie Wanyu tugged at Lin Jinran's sleeve and whispered.
Lin Jinran sighed and said, "But if Qiao Songyue keeps being so obsessive, she'll only end up hurting herself. She has to wake up. In a way, Su Qinian is doing the right thing."
It's just that this method was too cruel to Qiao Songyue.
Su Qinian turned his head slightly, and there was a hint of indescribable tenderness in his cold phoenix eyes.
He was looking in the direction where Lin Jinran was standing.
"Qiao Songyue, I've already fallen for someone."
With a "boom", Lin Jinran's mind went blank, and her heart started pounding uncontrollably.
A few steps away, the young man was looking at her, his expression so tender.
Was he talking about her?
Lin Jinran secretly pinched herself on the waist. It hurt. This was real, not a dream.
This was so sudden!
"OMG, is the class monitor confessing his love to you? But isn't this venue a bit too hasty for a confession? And there are so many people watching. There aren't even any flowers. Oh well, it doesn't matter. At least the class monitor confessed," Xie Wanyu was so excited that her eyes sparkled. She grabbed Lin Jinran's arm and shook it happily.