She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Jiang Moche's glance at the audience was so obvious that it drew everyone's attention.

Upon seeing Luo Yusheng sitting in the corner with a towel and water, sighs and lamentations rippled through the crowd.

The girl sitting next to Luo Yusheng shifted to the side, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust, as if she were looking at some kind of virus: "How long has it been since that farce this morning, and you're already here cheering for Ji Tingxiao? Don't you have any shame?"

Another girl turned her head to look at Luo Yusheng: "After making such a big fuss this morning, I thought you had finally come to your senses, but I didn't expect you to still be a simp."

"You absolutely have to shout some encouragement later, like 'Tingxiao, Tingxiao, the best in the universe!'"

These words drew laughter and reminded Luo Yusheng of unpleasant memories.

She hadn't wanted to say such embarrassing things before, but Song Qian kept urging her: "Sheng Sheng, it'll be unique if you say it like that, and Ting Xiao will take a second look at you."

In an attempt to get Ji Tingxiao's attention, she shouted, only to be publicly berated by him for being shameful and causing her to lose face.

Looking back now, it was all deliberately designed by them to embarrass her and to better psychologically suppress her, thereby controlling her.

That's quite a scheme.

Seeing that Luo Yusheng didn't react, the girl felt bored and pulled her classmate to the side, saying, "Come closer, don't catch my love-struck brain."

The sound was quite loud, causing the people sitting around Luo Yusheng to move away.

Luo Yusheng's seat suddenly felt spacious, making her stand out from the crowd. She ignored the girls' mockery and focused on watching the game.

With both teams taking to the field, the game began, and the ball was first passed to Jiang Moche's team.

Ji Tingxiao quickly stepped forward, snatched the ball, and ran towards the backboard. He intended to make a stylish three-pointer, but was intercepted by Jiang Moche as he approached the backboard.

He only felt his arm sink, as if he had hit something heavy. He was stunned for a moment; was Jiang Moche really that strong?

When he looked up again, Jiang Moche had already moved a few steps ahead. He tried to catch up, but it was too late.

Jiang Moche leaped up and shot, scoring the first three-pointer. Less than a minute into the game, the score was already close.

Cheers erupted from the audience, the powerful sound demonstrating Jiang Moche's popularity.

"come on!"

Ji Tingxiao recognized a familiar voice amidst the cheers.

He hadn't misheard; it was Luo Yusheng.

A smug look appeared in his eyes.

He knew that she had been saying one thing but meaning another, and was deliberately trying to upset him.

She still couldn't leave him.

Ji Tingxiao's hands, hanging limply at his sides, trembled slightly from the earlier collision. When he looked at Jiang Moche again, his gaze held a hint of malice. It was clearly his chance to shine, yet Jiang had stolen it from him.

A mixture of resentment and anger.

He followed his teammates to Jiang Moche's side.

The player standing to Jiang Moche's right threw the ball to him. Normally, Ji Tingxiao should have intercepted the ball at this point. He leaped up, but not for the ball; instead, he intended to take the opportunity to kick Jiang Moche in the stomach.

As Jiang Moche caught the ball steadily, he noticed something was wrong. He immediately changed direction in mid-air, and Ji Tingxiao's foot brushed past the hem of his clothes.

He missed, lost his balance, and fell heavily to the ground.

Because someone fell, the referee signaled a pause in the game and went to check on them.

The teammate standing next to Jiang Moche pulled up his jersey and wiped his face, explaining to the coach, "I was standing right next to them. This guy deliberately kicked Ache, which is why he fell."

He spat as he spoke: "You're not very good at basketball, but you've got a lot of dirty tricks up your sleeve. Why are you lying on the ground and not getting up? Are you unable to get up? Or are you trying to scam me?"

"Stop talking. What if he frames us and gets the coach to send Archer off?"

Ji Tingxiao didn't expect Jiang Moche to react so quickly and actually dodge the kick in mid-air. This time, he really tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead.

He fell quite hard and shouldn't have continued the game, but Jiang Moche's teammate's words seemed to have been poisoned, which spurred him to get up again.

Because of his injury, he struggled to both attack and defend, hindering his teammates and ultimately leading to a 10-1 defeat in this absurd match.

After the competition ended, the girls, carrying water and towels, came forward one after another.

As soon as Luo Yusheng stood up, she was jostled by the enthusiastic girls, lost her footing, and fell down the stairs.

She reached out and grabbed at the air, trying to grab something to steady herself, but she grabbed nothing.

Just when things were at their most critical, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, lifted her into the air and spun her around a little, landing her steadily on the next step. Then, he naturally took the towel and water from her hands.

"Isn't this Ji Tingxiao's fangirl? Why doesn't she like Ji Tingxiao today and instead targets Jiang? Little sister, I advise you, being indecisive is not a good thing."

"Isn't this like having your cake and eating it too? Ji Tingxiao, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

All eyes turned to Ji Tingxiao.

Song Qianqian comforted Ji Tingxiao, handed him a bottle of water, and said softly, "What's wrong with Sheng Sheng? Why would she give water to another boy?"

Ji Tingxiao's eyes narrowed, and he quickly stepped forward, grabbing Luo Yusheng's shoulders and forcing her to look at him: "How long are you going to keep this up?"

His face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets; he looked very angry.

Luo Yusheng pushed his hand away and looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic: "I'm not making a fuss, I just don't like you anymore."

His tone was calm and confident.

Those around them looked at each other in bewilderment and began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Wasn't Luo Yusheng always fawning over Ji Tingxiao? What's going on now?"

"It's already a favor that Young Master Ji even glanced at her, yet she still tries to play hard to get."

"Jiang Moche is much better than him, I like Jiang Moche..."

Hearing comments that Ji Tingxiao was inferior to Jiang Moche made him feel utterly humiliated.

He suppressed his irritation and argued, "I know you can't stand seeing Qianqian and me together. I've already explained to you that there's nothing between us, so don't be so petty."

Luo Yusheng was amused by this shameless sophistry.

"Can't you understand human language?" Jiang Moche asked Ji Tingxiao, then said to Luo Yusheng, "When we get back, I'll give you a lesson."

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Yusheng turned and left with him.

Ji Tingxiao stood there, his brows furrowed slightly.

What exactly happened to Luo Yusheng?

……

After school, Ji Tingxiao stopped Luo Yusheng, who was about to leave the classroom, and said to her in a tolerant and generous tone, "If you admit your mistake now, I will continue to tutor you. You know, no one but me can stand your stupid brain, and Jiang Moche can't stand it either."

He was still angry about Luo Yusheng's actions, but he couldn't let go of the opportunity to earn money as a tutor, especially since she offered the highest fee.

Luo Yusheng walked past him, tossed him a sentence, "I don't need it," and left without looking back.

Her resolute decision made Ji Tingxiao even more upset. Logically speaking, since he had already offered her a way out, she should have happily accepted it.

But what does this mean? Does she really not like him anymore?