"Why though, look at you and how tall you are, not playing basketball is such a waste," the girl hurriedly followed Gu Yu as she saw him about to walk away, muttering behind him, "Classmate, sports can strengthen the body, promote metabolism, and help us grow healthily. Look here, why don't you just pick one, what about the track and field team?"
Gu Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes, didn't feel like continuing the pointless debate, and walked straight past her toward the front.
"Hey hey, classmate, don't go..." the girl reached out and grabbed onto Gu Yu's clothes, "Won't you really consider it??"
Gu Yu stopped, his gaze slightly lowered, looking at her hand clutching his clothes, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Let go."
"But..." Just when the girl wanted to say something more, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression coming over her,
She instinctively released her fingers, mouth agape, but before she could say anything, Gu Yu had already walked away.
