Chapter 59: What If I Fail a Class?
"By the end of this month," Leng Ruoli said worriedly. "But I'm not very good at the three-step layup. I'm afraid I'll fail."
Leng Ruoli wasn't lying to Jiang Muye. The physical education exam was at the end of the month, and the three-step layup was a required test for the girls.
Leng Ruoli was good at everything, but the three-step layup was a huge challenge for her.
"There's nothing wrong with that. I'll get you through it." Jiang Muye thought for a moment. There was still a week left, which was enough time.
The three-step layup wasn't very hard. Back when he was just messing around with a basketball, he'd picked it up as he played.
But for girls, the three-step layup probably wasn't that easy. Otherwise, it wouldn't be used for exams.
"The three-step layup means you can get the ball in the basket within three steps, and you can't move your pivot foot. First, dribble like this, then jump while holding the ball, take a small step forward with your left foot and push off hard—" Jiang Muye deliberately turned sideways to demonstrate for Leng Ruoli.
"Layup!"
After the explanation, Jiang Muye did a very successful three-step layup in slow motion.
"Clang—"
The basketball went straight into the hoop.
Jiang Muye did it in one fluid motion, extremely smoothly.
His leg muscles were especially developed, and his jumping ability was excellent too. His execution drew Leng Ruoli's gaze so much that she couldn't look away.
Leng Ruoli was instantly excited. Her little hands clapped nonstop as she said excitedly, "So amazing."
"Come on, you try it. Let me see what level you're at right now." Jiang Muye picked up the basketball and handed it to Leng Ruoli.
Leng Ruoli's cheeks were bright red. She looked at Jiang Muye a bit bashfully. "Then after I shoot, you're not allowed to laugh."
"Alright, let's see." Jiang Muye just stood nearby and watched.
"Back up a bit. I don't want to hit you." Leng Ruoli began waving her hand, gesturing for Jiang Muye to put some distance between them.
Jiang Muye did as Leng Ruoli said and stepped back, then watched her.
Leng Ruoli was a bit nervous. Her heart was pounding.
She could clearly feel someone's burning gaze not far away.
It was so embarrassing. She wasn't good at playing ball, and if she made a fool of herself in front of the boy she liked, that would be too humiliating.
Forget it, whatever!
Leng Ruoli copied Jiang Muye's earlier movements and started her three-step layup, but her movements were especially unskilled and looked quite comical. Before she even shot, the basketball had already flown out of her hands the moment she jumped.
So embarrassing!
Leng Ruoli's face suddenly grew hot.
It clearly looked so simple, so why was it so hard for her?
When Leng Ruoli caught a glimpse of Jiang Muye's handsome smile, her flustered heart was completely out of control.
She immediately covered her face and said, "I'm so bad at this~"
Seeing Leng Ruoli's embarrassed look, Jiang Muye found her even more adorable.
Jiang Muye walked over, picked up the basketball, and handed it directly to Leng Ruoli. "When I first started playing, I was worse than you. I couldn't even hold the ball steady, it flew off, and then I even hit the Dean of Discipline."
"And then?" Leng Ruoli asked curiously.
"Of course I got called in by the Dean of Discipline for a talk. I still remember that classic scene of his toupee getting knocked off by my shot." Jiang Muye could not help but double over laughing.
Leng Ruoli was also amused so much that she couldn't close her mouth.
She was no longer self-conscious, and she didn't care whether she was bad at it or not.
So what if she was bad? The person she liked was playing with her, which was better than being great at basketball but having to play on her own.
"Alright, let's keep playing." Jiang Muye encouraged Leng Ruoli. "You'll definitely do better than just now."
"Okay, again!" Leng Ruoli cheered herself on. She returned to her starting point and shot again and again.
Her form slowly became more standard than before.
Her shooting stance was also getting better and better.
But the problem was…
Why wouldn't the basketball go into the hoop?
After Leng Ruoli took the basketball, she immediately pounded it twice with her little fists and muttered, "Why are you so naughty? I asked you to go in nicely and you won't."
Leng Ruoli looked at the hoop not far away with longing on her face. "Why is it so easy for you to make the shot, but so hard for me?"
"Want to make the shot?" Jiang Muye curled his lip and asked Leng Ruoli.
Leng Ruoli nodded. "Of course I want to."
"Then I'll help you."
Leng Ruoli thought Jiang Muye was going to teach her hand over hand, but then she felt Jiang Muye's pleasant hormone-laden scent wash over her, and suddenly her wrist was grabbed.
Leng Ruoli's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at the scene before her in disbelief.
She saw Jiang Muye directly wrap his arm around her waist and sit her on his shoulders, then he lifted her and stood up.
Leng Ruoli felt her field of vision suddenly open up.
It became very high, very wide.
She was actually sitting on Jiang Muye's shoulders right now—
Leng Ruoli was overwhelmed with emotion. Her heartbeat was already out of control, thumping wildly.
Feeling the firm lines of Jiang Muye's muscles, Leng Ruoli's breathing hitched, and her face was very red.
"See the hoop?" His magnetic voice rang out.
"I see it…" Leng Ruoli said shyly.
"Put it in." Jiang Muye said, looking up.
Leng Ruoli's heart was racing, her face burning hot, and she could barely hold the basketball steady.
It took her a while to steady her mind.
Leng Ruoli held up the basketball and started shooting it toward the hoop.
When Jiang Muye heard the sound of the basketball landing, the corners of his mouth turned up.
She was right there on his shoulders, looking so petite, while he was so much bigger and taller.
From his perspective, he could see her bright, beautiful face, facing the sunlight, extraordinarily radiant under the deep blue sky.
"It went in! It finally went in!" Leng Ruoli couldn't contain her excitement, her eyes shining.
"Thank you." When she looked at Jiang Muye with her bright eyes, Jiang Muye's heart felt warm.
"What's the big deal? It's just helping you shoot a basket. Simple. Never mind one, ten or a hundred would be fine." Jiang Muye was especially generous.
His original stamina wasn't bad, and now with the potion the System had given him, his stamina was even more abundant.
Even carrying Leng Ruoli, he wouldn't feel very tired.
"Put me down, I'm too heavy." When Leng Ruoli said this, she stuck out her tongue slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed herself.
Leng Ruoli weighed ninety kilograms. Carrying her must be really heavy for Jiang Muye.
Right now she just wanted Jiang Muye to rest well and not work too hard.
"Where are you heavy? You're just too hard on yourself." Jiang Muye sized up Leng Ruoli's figure.
So curvy and well-proportioned, with full peaks, round where it should be round, slender where it should be slender, a willowy waist, and long, alluring legs. Was this considered heavy?!
Although being slightly plump was yyds, Leng Ruoli's figure was just right.
Leng Ruoli trembled almost imperceptibly, her whole heart rippling, because his one sentence was like eating honey, so delightfully surprising. "Really?"