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TL: These chapters are some of my favorite. I hope you fangirl with me.

"Did you just call my name?" Ling Hanyu blinks in confusion as he looks up from his comic book. He and Mingluo have a tacit understanding as both start singing their duet.

Xiao Mingluo wrinkles his eyebrows and asks, "Didn't your mother just call to remind you to find a tutor before final exams? I thought An Chuxia would make a remarkable educator and I can bestow her to you." Like a big brother, Mingluo speaks as Hanyu takes out his mobile at the same time. The crease on Han Qilu's brow deepens.

Did Han Qilu really mention Xiang Mankuai's name to An Chuxia? If this is true, then he's totally forgotten Xiang Mankuai and has completely opened his heart to Chuxia! Regardless, this isn't easily explained! As Xiao Mingluo internally digests the information, Ling Hanyu puts down the comic book and looks at Chuxia. "Please allow her to teach me! She is highly talented! She can really teach me… ."

"Really, tutor you for the final?" Han Qilu says with disdain. "Don't think Mingluo is going to beat me. As for results, should it matter? Despite her teaching her entire section to a perfect score, it doesn't mean it would translate well into your grades."

Succeeding at their goal, Mingluo takes advantage of Qilu. Ling Hanyu stands several meters behind Xiao Mingluo. Mingluo cunningly winks at An Chuxia and mouths, "Distract his attention… ." Of course, she knows the medicine he's selling. She calmly sits on the recliner before closing her eyes.

She doesn't remember when the deck chairs arrived, thinking it was when Han Qilu returned. Despite a warm feeling seeping into her heart, she feels awful. She must make Han lose. No longer speaking, she lays on the seat, pulls out her phone, and starts playing Fruit Ninja.

"There have been many times you've played and this tutor bet seems good." It doesn't matter which hand was used to beckon. Ling Hanyu pretends to be indifferent to the game when he picks up the comic book. However, he could hardly contain his excitement. His eyes may be glued to the comics, but he doesn't see the words or the pictures in the frames.

Han Qilu looks at Mingluo and says, "If you lose, you owe me five million, plus, you have to clean our room in school everyday, spray the lawn, and play with Batian."

"Do you know how bad Batian is? The last time I was there, he shortened my life! He almost ruined my handsome face!" Mingluo wants to cry but is devoid of tears. He prays silently: I must win, must win…!

"Then admit defeat."

Xiao Mingluo raises his eyebrow anxiously. "No! My dignity doesn't allow me to admit defeat! Come on, the rule is simple. Let's play Blindman's buff shooting!"

"Good." Han Qilu knows Xiao Mingluo is great in this game, but as long as it's basketball, he'll have a fighting chance. He smiles evilly as he watches Mingluo run towards the props room. Qilu stops in front of Chuxia and says, "I will not lose."

It's only four words, but Chuxia is stunned. Are they so self-confident they can a.s.sure her even before the starting the game? If Han Qilu dares to say Mingluo is arrogant, then he's no worse since he’s arrogance personified.

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What should she do to make him lose? There it is! Leaning on the deck chair, holding on to one side tightly, she smiles. "This is the best I can do."

Xiao Mingluo quickly appears. He took a black cloth from the props room and waves it in the air. "Each person has three chances. We'll see who gets the most b.a.l.l.s in. If we both get three, then we add more rounds until one loses. So… I go first!" He immediately stands behind the three-point mark. He looks at the basket before blindfolding himself with the cloth.

She's never seen the game played this way before. Xiao Mingluo seems indifferent about the game. He picks up the basketball and raises his hand. A thin layer of sweat forms. A box filled with basketb.a.l.l.s is beside him. He extends his hand to grab one.

Xiao Mingluo quickly hits his target twice. Then, a third. Chuxia tightly grabs on the recliner handles. The tension is high. The third time… The basketball unexpectedly… .

The basketball circles the rim three times. Xiao Mingluo tears the cloth off his eyes and watches the ball fall into the basket! Three shots and he hits his target thrice! He looks at Qilu. He doesn't see any tension. The abyss in his eyes even reveal a smile. Is it… disdain?

It's Qilu's turn. He ties the black cloth over his eyes and stands where Xiao Mingluo stood. Three b.a.l.l.s and he will get them all in. Moreover, these are hollow b.a.l.l.s! She finally understands why Qilu said "I will not lose". He's simply a basketball genius!

Based on the rules, they add another round. Xiao Mingluo ties the black cloth again. The layer of sweat appears. Raising his hand, he launches the ball. It hits the rim and after riding half of the rim, the ball drops. Score!

Han Qilu heads to where Mingluo stands. He hands Qilu the cloth before giving her a look. She nods. She knows she needs to divert Qilu's attention.

Qilu covers his eyes. Then, a sound distracts him!

Ling Hanyu looks up from his comic book, watching the situation unfold. As long as Qilu's ball doesn't go in, Xiao Mingluo wins…. In Han Qilu's world, the word "lose" doesn't exist. He's worried for Xiao Mingluo, so much so, he's sweating.

If this continues, Xiao Mingluo will undoubtedly lose! Han Qilu is good despite being blindfolded. She sees the corners of his mouth lift. He has so much confidence, she needs to wipe that victory smile.

So… sorry! He is about to shoot the ball when Chuxia intentionally falls off her chair.

"Ah!" he hears her voice filled with pain. Han Qilu releases the ball toward the backboard. However, the basketball rolls around the rim, goes halfway, then falls outside the rim.The basketball bounces on the ground several times before rolling to the corner.

Han Qilu tears off the black cloth. He knew his ball wouldn't sink in because his release didn't feel right. However, he can manage other things. As the cloth flutters to the ground, he runs to An Chuxia who is still on the ground. Looking fiercely at her, he asks coldly, "Are you a pig? How could you fall?"