Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

"It's alright, Mom understands. It's all because Mom didn't give you enough money, which dragged down your performance." Qin's mother waved her hand, trying to calm herself down.

Just thinking about how Fang Yanmei only had two hundred yuan in her pocket when she went out, Qin's mother sighed with regret: "How could I let a girl pay for this? I should have given you an extra five hundred yuan. Sigh, this is really embarrassing."

"Mom, it's not like I need to carry 500 yuan. I'm still a student."

Fang Yanmei couldn't help but wonder. She remembered that Qin Weiming wasn't very old, so it was a bit too much for a middle school student to have five hundred yuan in his pocket.

"Not much. Do you want to ask a girl to pay the bill next time? You're making our family lose face." Qin's mother shook her head helplessly, speechless at Fang Yanmei's lack of self-awareness.

In other words, she hadn't said much to Fang Yanmei under the previous circumstances, which is why Qin's mother was now lamenting whether she had missed something in her previous teaching of Qin Weiming.

After all, Fang Yanmei was incredibly slow to grasp things in this area, and it was only because Qin Ma was her own son that she was willing to try to teach her.

"Alright, alright, Mom, don't worry, I'll definitely invite her back. I won't let her pay for it." Fang Yanmei sighed. In a way, she really envied Qin Weiming for having such a good mother who would worry about her son's dating expenses, even when it came to dating.

Thinking of Qin Meijin again, Fang Yanmei shook her head helplessly. The image of this mother, who always clung to her like a bloodsucker, had become blurred in her mind.

Perhaps she had missed it before, but Qin Weiming's words, along with Qin's mother's care, helped Fang Yanmei gradually adapt to life here.

Qin Ma was the only mother who truly cared for her as a real person, unlike Qin Meijin, who at most treated her as a tool for making money.

"How's your homework going? It's okay if you haven't finished it. You can just rest at home today. I already inquired beforehand, and the schools at Guoguang aren't that strict about checking homework. Just write down what you know, and if you really don't know, go ask the teacher." Qin's mother was still nagging, but what she said made Fang Yanmei gasp. She finally understood why her father had said that Qin's mother was simply spoiling Qin Weiming.

With a mother like that, it's already quite remarkable that Qin Weiming didn't turn out badly.

Thinking back to the ways Qin Weiming cared for her, and how he did it so naturally and smoothly, it might just be because of Qin's mother's upbringing.

Fang Yanmei felt inexplicably guilty. She always felt that when Qin Weiming took care of her, he was more like an older brother, and she was like a younger sister being taken care of by him. But when she thought about it carefully, she was actually much older than Qin Weiming.

How could it be Qin Weiming's turn to take care of her? Fang Yanmei could only obediently go back to finish her homework, which made Qin's mother feel sorry for her. She kept saying that she didn't need to work so hard. In the end, it was Fang Yanmei who insisted that she was allowed to leave.

Regardless, Fang Yanmei genuinely felt that this was nothing. Back in Hong Kong, she didn't even have the opportunity to study properly, so she wanted to cherish this chance to go to school.

Meanwhile, Joey Wong was still waiting for Qin Weiming's call, but he never contacted her again, which made her a little angry.

She still had many questions for Qin Weiming that day, but Qin Weiming's delay made Wang Zuxian gradually forget her previous questions and refocus her energy on training.

She is, after all, a mainstay of the school team, and her coach was worried when she was out of form a few days ago.

However, Wang Zuxian has now returned to her usual form, and her coach even tried to see if her basic skills had fallen behind during this period.

To the coach's surprise, Wang Zuxian's basic skills not only did not decline, but she even improved in her pick-and-roll dribbling technique.

"Your playing style has become much more aggressive lately, as if you've been undergoing special training. Are you sure you haven't been secretly training behind our backs?"

The coach also asked, "Looking at Wang Zuxian's playing style, it's obvious that she has undergone intensive training."

However, the coach's question surprised Wang Zuxian. She realized that she hadn't thought about these things when she was with Qin Weiming before.

She simply felt that Qin Weiming played very aggressively, and over time she also picked up some of those characteristics. However, to her surprise, the coach noticed it very easily and even asked her if she had undergone any special training in that area.

"Actually, no, I've just been practicing with my friends lately." Joey Wong naturally denied this.

However, the coach appreciated it, saying, "Your friend has been a great help in improving your skills."

After hearing this, Joey Wong didn't know how to comment. She was originally teaching Qin Weiming how to play ball, but the coach said that her skills had improved.

"But I feel that his skills are not as good as mine. Will this help me improve?" Wang Zuxian was a straightforward person and went directly to ask the coach for advice.

"That guy must have some redeeming qualities. At least his attitude towards training must be very down-to-earth. Otherwise, you wouldn't have played with him for so long. You took three to five days off this time, which must be related to him," the coach said meaningfully.

His gaze made Wang Zuxian's scalp tingle. She hadn't expected that this coach, who always gave people the impression of being rough and careless, would have such a delicate mind and see through the connection between her and Qin Weiming at a glance.

In this state, Wang Zuxian didn't know why she felt guilty, but she forced herself to say, "If that's the case, should I continue practicing with him?"

"That depends on you. Your current style is completely different from before. I guessed that he was probably a boy. Girls rarely have such aggressive playing skills, but he doesn't have the bad habit of being overly aggressive in his game. So your playing style has become much sharper and more decisive. I think that's a good thing for you." The coach thought for a moment and gave her advice.

"Okay, thank you, coach. I'll think about it carefully," Wang Zuxian said to the coach.

The coach nodded. He knew Wang Zuxian's personality: "You have your own ideas. You are a good prospect in basketball, but you still don't have your own style in terms of technique. If this friend can help you develop your own style of play, then I think you can continue to practice with him more."