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Hearing footsteps behind him, Jiang Yubai turned back sideways: "Have you found it?"

"What?" Lu Jinyan didn't realize it for a while, as if his brain was also confused by the heat.

"Aren't you looking for something?" Jiang Yubai straightened up, his eyes fell on his face, "You look very hot, should you turn down the air conditioner?"

"No need!" Lu Jinyan woke up suddenly, stepped forward with a pair of long legs, and walked quickly to his bed, "I'm a little sleepy, I'll go to sleep first!"

Jiang Yubai thought for a while and asked, "Yesterday you said you would teach me how to play basketball. When will you be free?"

The body that was about to lie down froze for a moment, Lu Jinyan bit the bullet and replied: "I can do it, it depends on your time."

It was originally an opportunity he wanted to come on his own initiative. If he suddenly regretted it, Xiaobai would definitely think about it again.

What's more, his back-and-forth is not in line with his usual style of doing things.

Jiang Yubai didn't notice the lack of confidence in his voice, and thought for a while: "Then tomorrow, I'm free tomorrow night."

Lu Jinyan: "OK..."

In the evening of the next day, Jiang Yubai went to the basketball court as scheduled.

The game was in full swing on the basketball court, and other players were sitting scattered in the auditorium, bursts of applause bursting out.

As soon as Jiang Yubai appeared holding the mineral water bottle, someone spotted him and shouted, "Tie grass!"

When the others heard the sound, they turned their heads in unison to pay attention, and some even stood up enthusiastically: "Tiecao, come to see brother Lu practice?"

Jiang Yubai himself has an outstanding appearance, which is unforgettable, not to mention how much brother Lu defended this little beauty of the art department at the club dinner, everyone can see for all to see.

Jiang Yubai paused, tried hard to overcome the uneasiness in his heart, and nodded to several people as a greeting.

"Hello!" One of the big men took the initiative to approach him, showing a standard eight-tooth smile, "Meet you again, do you remember me this time?"

After all, he was a model for his own sketches. Jiang Yubai recognized it this time, and smiled slightly: "Hello, I remember."

Cheng Mengkang smiled "hehe" and asked, "Are you looking for Brother Lu?"

Jiang Yubai responded, "En."

"Brother Lu hasn't finished this match yet, you should sit here for a while!" Cheng Mengkang wiped the seat with his hands.

Jiang Yubai thanked him and took a seat. Just as he glanced at the basketball court, he heard the other party ask: "What do you want to see Brother Lu?"

"I want to learn how to play basketball, and he promised to teach me when he has time." Jiang Yubai replied truthfully without deliberately hiding it.

"You want to learn how to play basketball?" Cheng Mengkang moved closer and recommended himself enthusiastically, "If Brother Lu is not free, I can teach you!"

"No need." A deep voice sounded above the two of them, "I'm free."

Cheng Mengkang was taken aback, and immediately stood up: "Brother Lu."

Lu Jinyan had just finished playing, sweat dripped down his browbones, and he signaled with a blank expression: "You can go to practice."

Cheng Mengkang nodded again and again: "Okay, then I'll go to practice first!"

Although Lu Jinyan is no longer the president of the basketball club, the members of the team are still somewhat afraid of him for no reason.

Jiang Yubai handed him the mineral water at hand: "Let's rest for a while."

Lu Jinyan took the mineral water, sat on the seat next to him, and asked casually, "What did Xiao Cheng talk to you about?"

"Nothing to talk about." Jiang Yubai replied lightly.

Lu Jinyan gave a light "tsk", didn't continue to ask, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured half a bottle of water.

Soon, the team members finished today's training and gathered near the auditorium one after another.

"Brother Lu, let's have dinner together tonight?" Zhao Peng, the president of the basketball club, invited.

"Yes, yes! Let's go together!"

"Take the beautiful grass as well!"

Several booing team members yelled.

Jiang Yubai lowered his eyelashes, holding the phone silently.

"Okay, stop booing, you guys go eat." Lu Jinyan stood up, "Eat whatever you want, and I will reimburse you later."

Sure enough, everyone's attention was quickly diverted: "Aww! Brother Lu is mighty!"

"Haidilao! I want to eat Haidilao!"

……

Lu Jinyan's prestige in the team is not only due to his skills, part of it is also due to his generous shots.

Although he keeps a low profile and never shows off his wealth, it is not difficult to judge from the latest limited-edition co-branded sneakers he wears that his family background is by no means ordinary, so others eat and drink with peace of mind.

After sending the team members away, Lu Jinyan walked down the steps, bent over to pick up a basketball, and waved with the other hand: "Come on."

Jiang Yubai stood up, took a deep breath, and followed his footsteps to the center of the court.

"Are you right-handed?" Lu Jinyan controlled the basketball with one hand, "Let's practice basic dribbling movements first."

Dribbling has long been an instinct for him, and he can do whatever he wants with the basketball in his hands, but in order to let Jiang Yubai understand the basics, he still patiently explained and demonstrated dribbling.

Jiang Yubai stared at his movements intently, and silently recorded them in his heart.

"Now try it." Lu Jinyan raised his hand and lightly threw the ball to him.

Jiang Yubai was startled, subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch the ball, and hugged it to his chest like he was hugging some baby, his eyes were a little dazed.

Lu Jinyan was suddenly overwhelmed by his cute reaction, and laughed softly: "Are you going to hold the ball all the time?"

Jiang Yubai came back to his senses, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he slapped the ball on the ground just like he did just now.

But for some reason, the obedient basketball in Lu Jinyan's hands became extremely bulky in his hands, and it wouldn't bounce back when he slapped it on the ground, so he could only lower his body to reach the ball.

After taking a few shots like this, he almost squatted down.

"The ball doesn't bounce back." He squatted on the ground, raised his face and looked at Lu Jinyan, with an imperceptible grievance in his tone.

How could Lu Jinyan resist the upper-eye attack, his heart felt numb, and he couldn't help walking over: "Come on, let's try again."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the ball, patiently demonstrated his movements again, and explained the essentials of dribbling.

After a long time, Jiang Yubai finally learned to dribble on the spot, but once his feet moved, the basketball ran away disobediently.

He raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged: "Playing basketball is so difficult, or am I too stupid?"

"Where are you stupid? You've learned quickly." Lu Jinyan praised him solemnly, and in order not to dampen his enthusiasm, he suggested, "Dribbling requires a lot of practice. I'll teach you how to shoot again, okay?"

Jiang Yubai slightly opened his eyes wide: "Is it possible?"

"Of course." Lu Jinyan laughed and made a three-pointer.

Jiang Yubai: "..."

Can you not vote so casually, it will give him a very easy illusion...

"Come on, have a try." Lu Jinyan handed him the ball, and continued to explain the movements and postures of shooting with both hands.

Jiang Yubai listened carefully, and made a confident shot, but the basketball didn't even touch the backboard.

The smile on Lu Jinyan's face deepened, and he walked to his side to demonstrate the correct throwing posture.

Jiang Yubai cheered up, and the basketball came out again, but unfortunately still missed the basket.

"It's much better than last time." Lu Jinyan picked up the ball and threw it to him, "Come again."

Jiang Yubai pursed his lips, stared firmly at the basket in front of him, and continued to aim and shoot.

He has never given up the habit of giving up easily. Once he decides to learn something, he must persist until he learns it.

And Lu Jinyan took the trouble to pick up the basketball again and again, and made more than a dozen shots like this. With a "pop", the basketball smashed into the basket unexpectedly.

Jiang Yubai was stunned for several seconds, his tone hesitating: "Just now... just entered?"

Lu Jinyan also showed a look of surprise on his face, and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes! Xiaobai, you scored a goal!"

"It's really in!" Jiang Yubai raised his hands, and was so happy that he turned around [-] degrees on the spot, and gave the person beside him a hug, "Thank you, Lu Jinyan!"

In an instant, Lu Jinyan felt as if struck by lightning, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, deafeningly loud.

The body that crashed into his arms exuded a more intense and pleasant smell after exercising, which made him dizzy for a moment, and he even raised his hand to hold the slender waist as if fascinated.

Sure enough, it was as slender as imagined, and could be wrapped around with one hand...

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Sensing the confinement on his waist, Jiang Yubai recovered from his excitement, broke free from his embrace, and took a few steps back, "I seem to be too excited, I'm sorry."

I got carried away for a while, and even forgot my sense of proportion.

Lu Jinyan is not Dongdong, he is a straight guy with slight homophobia.

"I..." Lu Jinyan still maintained the posture of hugging him, his voice was so dry that it was slightly hoarse, and he managed to squeeze out two words, "It's okay."

Jiang Yubai suppressed the rare excitement, and said softly: "We have learned this today, let's go to eat first."

That night, Lu Jinyan had an unspeakable dream.

In the dream, he pushed open the bathroom door, and Jiang Yubai looked back at him in the hazy water mist, those beautiful eyes like glazed glass were hesitant to speak, as if they were hooking him to move closer, a little closer...

He really did that, staring at Baiyu Wuxia's back like a maniac, and slowly raised his hand to hold the unbearable waist into his palm.

It felt soft and smooth to the touch, so good that it was unbelievable that his fingers seemed to sink into it, and he couldn't restrain himself from exerting more force, pushing him firmly against the wet tiles in the bathroom...

The moment Lu Jinyan woke up from the dream, his breath was short of breath, his mind went blank, and it took him a long time to realize what he had done in the dream.

He stared at the upper bed board with slack eyes, until the violent heartbeat returned to normal, then carefully rolled over and got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.

He changed his underwear with embarrassment, but in the next moment, the scenes in his dream began to replay automatically in his mind...

"Fuck..." Mr. Lu, who has always been an elegant gentleman, couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Is he crazy?

The author has something to say:

Dongdong: You are not crazy, you are gay!

Brother Lu: It's not that I don't have one, I'm just greedy for my wife...