On the way to the cinema.
Gao Jun briefly inquired about Ye Xiaowei's recent situation.
"How is it, can you do layups now?" Gao Jun asked.
Ye Xiaowei nodded, "I've basically got the hang of it."
"That's good," Gao Jun replied, "It's actually quite simple, just practice more and it won't be difficult."
"Hm..." Ye Xiaowei looked ahead, but her peripheral vision occasionally stole glances at Gao Jun.
From the side, Gao Jun looked poised and handsome.
He was indeed much better than the boys in her class.
And he was also very appropriate and on point in his actions.
Ye Xiaowei remembered how a few boys, after taking a few looks at her, had rushed to confess their feelings.
For a time, she believed that what her mother, Li Ya, said was right.
Boys were only approaching her because of her beauty.
But Gao Jun was different.
At the very least, it was she who had first troubled him, which led to their interaction.
