Bab 117: 20,000 Yuan per Mouthful

He Jing wanted to ensure it was a surprise, so she did not bring the basketball to First High School. Instead, she gave it to Yan Hanxi for safekeeping.

Yan Hanxi held a spinning basketball on the tip of his index finger and said with a meaningful smile, "If there's a chance in the future, I'll look for your Second Brother to exchange pointers."

"It's probably for the best that you don't," He Jing responded immediately.

"Why?"

"Second Brother is very good at basketball. You can't beat him."

That was what the original novel had written.

Yan Hanxi snorted. "Are you looking down on me, Miss Merit Student?"

In all his 198 basketball games, not once had he lost.

He Jing was too lazy to engage with Yan Hanxi's antics. She waved goodbye and went to First High School to pick up He Ning and He Sui. On the way there, she stopped by the supermarket to buy a few pounds of meat.