Liu Lulu recuperated in the hospital for more than a week, and was finally able to be discharged from the hospital, but because her arm was still wrapped in bandages, even though she went back to school, her daily life was still inconvenient.

Because she is not in the same class as Liu Lulu, Han Xiaotu can't help her much in life, so she can only keep her concern in her heart.

However, during lunch, Han Xiaotu saw Nangong Zeye and Liu Lulu sitting face to face.

Nangong Zeye also cooked rice and served soup for Liu Lulu himself, completely without the usual airs of a young master.

Sitting not far away, Han Xiaotu couldn't help being startled, when did the young master become so good at serving others?

Of course, it wasn't just Han Xiaotu who was surprised. All the students who were eating in the cafeteria saw this scene and talked about it. This matter was widely spread throughout the school.

Even word of mouth, into a variety of different versions.

However, when all these versions were combined, it turned into an even more explosive piece of news——Has Nangong Zeye fallen in love with Liu Lulu?

As soon as this news came out, there was an uproar in the entire campus.

Everyone is guessing, what method did Liu Lulu, a girl who doesn't look so stunning, have won the favor of Master Nangong.

And the news became more and more popular, and Han Xiaotu even began to wonder if the young master really liked Lulu.

Some gossip, some inexplicable anxiety, Han Xiaotu found Liu Lulu.

"Lulu—I have something to ask you."

Han Xiaotu pulled Liu Lulu to sit down on the stone bench in the leisure square of the school, and spoke a little coyly.

"Xiaotu, if you have anything to say, just say it..."

Liu Lulu smiled lightly.

"That...you...you...are you dating our young master...?"

It was hard, but I said it anyway.

Afterwards, Han Xiaotu looked at Liu Lulu seriously.

"Pfft—" Liu Lulu laughed, "How is it possible? Who did you hear that from?"

Liu Lulu denied it, which made Han Xiaotu feel relieved for a moment.

"That...isn't it true? Are they all rumors?"

I don't know why, but when I heard that answer, I would be so happy, and Han Xiaotu squeezed Liu Lulu's hand tightly.

"Of course not true." Liu Lulu replied.

"Then do you like the young master?"

Han Xiaotu once again looked at Liu Lulu expectantly.

When Liu Lulu was asked and looked at like that, she couldn't help being taken aback, hesitated for a while, and said, "I think you won't believe me if I say I don't like it."

Liu Lulu continued, "Master is the type that girls will fall in love with at a glance, and I... can't be exempt."

"..."

Hearing Liu Lulu's words, Han Xiaotu felt uneasy for some reason.

Faint, vague, indistinct.

It didn't take long for Shengying's annual basketball game to begin.

Every year on the day of the basketball game, the students' emotions are extremely high. One is that they don't have to go to class, and the other is that the girls can openly cheer for the boys they like. Therefore, every basketball game in the stands is full of seats. , full of people.

Shengying's cheerleading team is even more beautiful.

Every halftime break, there will be basketball babies wearing miniskirts and vests showing flat stomachs and slender legs, dancing and shouting on the basketball court, cheering for the players and mobilizing the atmosphere of the audience.

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