"First year?"
Compared to inviting him to join our team, Niu ShiLi was more surprised by the goal I proposed for class 2-3.
"Ye Lin." Niu ShiLi was still calling my name as if he didn't want to admit I was a PE committee member, "Do you still remember when we didn't win a single game in the first year of junior high?"
"I do." I replied sloppily.
"In the game we lost the most, the girls started cheering for the three-point shooter from another class. Don't tell me you've forgotten?"
"I didn't forget! Isn't it the loveable, handsome three-point shooter Shen ShaoYi? "
"This Shen ShaoYi is in Class 2, and according to the school's rules, Liu Ming, a member of the school team who is also in Class 2, can also participate. If our class wants to be the champion of the grade, we must defeat Class 2, which has two members of the school team!"
Who's Liu Ming? Ah, if I think about it carefully, isn't he the point guard Liu HuaiShui! Niu ShiLi, why don't you call other people by their nicknames like the class leader? Do you know that this will increase the number of calculations in my brain out of nowhere?!
"Niu ShiLi, why are you boosting other people's morale and diminishing your own?" I laughed, "Don't you like to compete with me? Do you even care about who can do more or less when it comes to pull-ups?"
Someone in the team whispered: "You still lost!"
I didn't get angry, instead, I continued his words:
"That's right, I lost in pull-ups, but I didn't lose to someone from another class. Niu ShiLi, if you really like to compete, why don't we compete with someone from another class on the basketball court? "
I secretly applauded my eloquence. Recently, I felt that my martial arts hadn't improved, but my ability to talk was getting better day by day. If I was the male protagonist of a manga, does this mean that I'm about to transmigrate or have superpowers?
I didn't expect Niu ShiLi to not have any self-awareness as a supporting actor. After hearing my domineering speech, not only did he not kneel on the ground, he even crossed his arms in front of his chest and chewed a few times. Then he said with hidden anger:
"In a competition of pull-ups, the one who can do more is the winner. If I were on the same team as you, what would be considered the winner and what would be considered the loser?"
The boys were basically afraid of the world being in chaos. Hearing that Niu ShiLi and I were about to make a bet, they were all excited and gave their valuable suggestions:
"Whoever scores more points wins!"
"No! That's too unfair to Brother Niu! Do you know how long he has been playing basketball? "
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"Yeah … If our class gets first, then it's Ye Lin's win. If not, then it's Brother Niu's win."
"Bah! To think that you could come up with such a stupid idea! "
"Silence! Everyone, silence!"
In the midst of the heated discussion, Eunuch Cao called out in a strange tone, causing everyone to look at him.
After becoming the center of attention, Eunuch Cao proudly caressed his stomach and said slowly:
"Since my master and Niu ShiLi want to make a bet in public, I have an idea for everyone to listen to. Please don't laugh at me."
"Um … because my master's basketball skills are outstanding, he's wise and handsome (everyone's face darkened when they heard this), so it's only fair for Brother Niu to give him some points."
"What do you guys think? As long as Niu ShiLi is on the court, we'll add up the points of the other four people other than my master. In the end, we'll use the total points to compare with my master's points. What do you guys think? "
Eunuch Cao's words made everyone nod their heads. They felt that it was very fair for Niu ShiLi. Of course, it put a lot of pressure on me: Comparing one person's points to four people combined, do you think I'm Jordan?
Someone else asked: "Since it's a bet, we should at least bet something, right? What does the loser have to do? "
I was about to follow my original plan and say: "The loser has to treat the entire team to Golden Hans barbecue!" I didn't expect Eunuch Cao to beat me to it and say:
"Do you even need to ask? The loser has to drink Fu Yan Jie! "
Fu … Fu your mother Yan Jie! Is that even something a human can drink! I only organized the basketball team to eat at the class leader's house. Why do we have to taste Fu Yan Jie before we even get to eat? Who knows if it's sour, sweet, bitter, or salty!
Hearing the name "Fu Yan Jie" and the fact that this thing was related to the mouth, the majority of the guys couldn't help but shiver.
"Damn, that's a huge bet! How much does the loser have to drink? "
"Of course one bottle! It's not satisfying if you drink too little, but it'll be fatal if you drink too much! "
There was also a scrawny monkey-like guy who raised his hand and reported:
"I'll sponsor it! I have an unopened bottle of Fu Yan Jie that's about to expire! "
"Good, then it's settled! Let's wait for Ye Lin to drink Fu Yan Jie! "
"Fu Yan Jie! Fu Yan Jie! Fu Yan Jie! "
The boys' jeering voices traveled far. The class leader, who was practicing with Xiong YaoYue, frowned as she watched us.
Niu ShiLi's brows were even more knitted together.
"Ye Lin, are you confident you can surpass the total score of four people?"
"No." I told Niu ShiLi half the truth, "But I don't think you'd have the guts to participate even with those conditions."
Niu ShiLi laughed and said loudly: "What's so great about it! I'll participate! I'll start training today, so you're definitely going to drink Fu Yan Jie! "
Everyone erupted into thunderous cheers. The atmosphere in PE class has never been this lively ever since I became the PE committee member: So they still have high expectations for me to drink Fu Yan Jie?
Xu LiJun, You Chen, and Sun Yu all expressed that they would help Niu ShiLi train hard and do their best to make me drink Fu Yan Jie … no, to make class 2-3 achieve a historic breakthrough.
The three of them, along with Niu ShiLi, ran towards the basketball hoop as soon as they heard the command to move around freely.
Gu Long's novels once taught me: If a person loses the courage to live, there are only two forces that can pull them back, love and hate.
Did I make full use of 'hate'? But I really don't understand what I did to make people hate me so much!
In any case, I have five basic players. I just need to pick out two substitutes on another day and the basketball game will be back on track.
By the way, I shouldn't relax too much, I still need to practice my skills from time to time. The Sword of Damocles is still hanging over my head.
After I got home that night, I didn't even have time to eat. I first packed up the two cosplay outfits on the bed and sent them off by express delivery.
Bad reviews are scary for online stores, so I don't want to offend this perverted customer called 'Popeye'.
As for whether or not Shu Zhe's clothes satisfy his' original 'needs, I'll leave it to him to judge. I don't even have the courage to take a whiff.
Other than 'Flying Guillotine' who was still ordering 'Miss Model's underwear', there were a few normal customers who were attracted by Shu Zhe's photos and bought a few normal S&M props.
It seems like Director Cao's suggestion was pretty reliable! It doesn't seem like hiring Shu Zhe as a rope model isn't a loss. If I throw away my integrity and sell the 'original underwear' to people like Flying Guillotine, I might be able to make more money …
Ah, as expected, businessmen dare to trample on all human laws in front of 400% profits! Flying Guillotine is still considered a regular customer of the store, so I shouldn't cheat him and persuade him to give up on this boring hobby.
I stared at the flashing text on my computer screen while eating the Yuxiang shredded pork rice. Another buyer called 'Cilantro Buns' came to find me. I didn't recognize this ID, so it should be a new customer.
Cilantro Buns: "Miss Model is very pretty, which school is she from?"
Me: "Sorry, I can't reveal personal information. (Sticking out tongue)"
Cilantro Buns: "(Dissatisfied) I have money! Give me Miss Model's phone number! Or tell her to go to room 1107 at the hotel on Saturday morning … "
Huh? The hotel near Dong Shan film city? You, the buyer, are treating our professional model as a call girl?!
Cilantro Buns: "(Dissatisfied) Tell her to stop pretending to be pure. How many models don't sell? Tell her, as long as I'm satisfied, I'll give her plenty of benefits … "
The more I heard, the angrier I got — — you're treating me, the owner of the Happy Valley Love Store, as a pimp!
If I don't scam a buyer who doesn't respect others, who else would I scam?
Thus I sent a sweaty smiley face and replied:
"Miss Model is very shy, so it's not realistic for her to go to a hotel with me on her first time. However, you can order Miss Model's underwear!"
Cilantro Buns: "Underwear? What underwear? Panties? "
Me: "Yeah! If you like the panties in our store, you can order Miss Model to wear it. Then you can play with the panties that are filled with the fragrance of a young girl! "
Cilantro Buns: "Are you talking about … original panties? I can order? That sounds pretty fun … "
I continued to flatter: "That's right! I can order Miss Model which panties she wears every day, that's a great sense of accomplishment! "
Cilantro Buns: "Then Miss Model can't just wear it for one day, I want her to wear it for at least three days!"
I sweated, there are more and more people with different tastes in society.
Me: "No problem, no problem. It's fine even if you want Miss Model to wear it for a week, as long as you adjust the price a little …"
Cilantro Buns: "Let me think about it, something came up, I'll contact you another day."
He went offline after he finished speaking.
Hmph, so he only knows how to brag, but he's actually a coward. Did I scare him away?
However, I was also sweating in my heart. If he really ordered the original underwear, would I have to let him wear it for a week and then send it to him via express delivery? Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps!
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