Developing a girlfriend starts with dream games

Chen Xueer's guess was correct.

Ling Xiao is indeed going to find Yang Linlin.

But she didn't stop her too much.

After all, my identity now is just Ling Xiao's boss.

Who has the right to control Ling Xiao's private life?

What she has to do now is to establish her presence in front of Ling Xiao and at the same time shorten the distance between them.

Apart from this, there is nothing for her to do.

So my "dream girl" went to find another girl.

Chen Xueer has no right to interfere.

She can only go home.

On the other side, Ling Xiao took a Didi and rushed towards the university.

When he came to the basketball court, Chen Ting started shouting from a distance: "Senior! Here!"

Ling Xiao then walked over.

Chen Ting immediately pulled Ling Xiao to Yang Linlin and accused her of her behavior: "Senior, she doesn't want to practice anymore!"

Yang Linlin felt a little aggrieved: "How could I..."

Seeing that she was a little frustrated, Ling Xiao comforted her: "What's wrong? Is it too difficult to learn basketball?"

When Chen Ting saw this, she said in advance: "Okay, I won't stay here. You guys chat, I will go back to the dormitory first."

Seeing that Chen Ting was about to leave, Yang Linlin asked, "Tingting, don't you want to learn?"

"Why should I learn this? I've known it for a long time, senior, you have to teach her well!" Chen Ting said and fled.

Yang Linlin knew that Chen Ting was trying to create space for herself and Ling Xiao to have a world together, and she felt a little happy.

But she looked at the basketball in front of her, still frowning: "I practiced all day today, but I still can't learn..."

Ling Xiao said curiously: "You lay up in three steps first, and I'll see your skills."

Yang Linlin honestly picked up the ball, came to the three-point line, and then remembered the teacher's formula: "The moment you pick up the ball, step out with your right foot, and then one-two..."

She first dribbled the ball, then held the ball, hesitated for a moment, then took out her right foot and carefully shouted: "One, two."

After stepping out with your right foot, step forward with your left foot, and finally throw the ball upwards with all your strength.

"Bang!"

The basketball hits the bottom edge of the backboard and bounces directly back.

Yang Linlin's head was hit by a basketball.

She rubbed her head and said a little aggrievedly, "That's how I made a three-step layup."

Ling Xiao suppressed his smile, nodded and said, "Actually, you have a very high level of understanding. I think as long as I teach you, you will be able to do it."

Yang Linlin, who had been downcast just now, suddenly became excited: "Is it true?"

But the next second, she sighed again: "But I'm too stupid..."

"You're not stupid, you just don't have the coordination. Try dribbling first." With that, Ling Xiao began to teach.

Yang Linlin listened to Ling Xiao's words and began to bat the ball.

"No, your dribbling gesture is wrong. You can't pat it with your hands like cucumbers. Instead, try to pat it with your fingers instead of your palm..."

Ling Xiao taught patiently from the side.

He stood next to Yang Linlin.

Yang Linlin could obviously feel that the distance between the two was getting closer.

It feels like a boyfriend teaching his girlfriend how to play ball.

Her heartbeat even started to speed up.

But she still kept her head clear and remembered every word Ling Xiao said.

"Is this how it was shot?"

Yang Linlin slapped the basketball again.

"Well...here, let me demonstrate again." Ling Xiao took the ball and continued to demonstrate.

But several times in a row, Yang Linlin still failed to control the intensity.

At this time, Ling Xiao grabbed Yang Linlin's hand and said: "Come on, don't use force, I will push you hard to dribble."

Yang Linlin's face suddenly turned red.

This was after the last time in the cinema, Ling Xiao grabbed his wrist.

Now is the second time I touch my hand.

And this time he still held onto the back of his hand tightly.

Yang Linlin even felt a little hot in her head and her legs became weak.

After all, she had never let a boy touch her since she was a born introvert...

Although she was not used to it, she still convinced herself.

[The senior is teaching me how to play, but he doesn’t mean to hold my hand. I have to face this problem squarely...]

Ling Xiao also noticed Yang Linlin's expression, so he let go of his hand slightly and reminded: "Yes, this is the shot, and now I will teach you how to lay up."

"The moment you hold the ball, step out with your right foot."

"Yes, that's it..."

After half an hour of practice, Yang Linlin would get hit by the ball when she started layups, and then she could hit the ball in the basket.

In Ling Xiao's opinion, this is already a big progress.

After practicing for about an hour, he said: "Linlin, sit down and rest. You don't need to practice for so long."

But Yang Linlin had a character that refused to admit defeat. She shook her head and said, "I want to practice a little more. Senior, sit down and watch me dribble."

Ling Xiao sat next to her and continued to watch her practice the three-step layup.

Compared with the clumsiness just now, Yang Linlin is obviously a little more proficient now.

Since she was wearing a tight T-shirt tonight, when Yang Linlin started running, the basketball in her hands and the ball on her body also kept shaking at the same frequency.

This also made Ling Xiao couldn't help but take a second look.

I have to say that Yang Linlin's appearance is one of the best beauties in Beijiang University.

There will definitely be many boys trying their best to strike up a conversation.

Sure enough, Ling Xiao's idea came true.

A boy on the basketball court next to him saw Yang Linlin practicing layups alone.

He pretended to throw the ball to Yang Linlin's basketball court, and then ran all the way to pick up the ball.

He first glanced at Yang Linlin, and then made a mid-range shot from the free throw line.

After the basketball hit the net, he asked Yang Linlin: "Classmate, are you practicing alone?"

This is the most standard way to start a conversation.

Yang Linlin looked at the boy and saw that he kept crossing the ball and dribbling, obviously showing off his basketball skills.

She ignored him, took the ball, and walked straight to Ling Xiao.

At this time, the boy noticed Ling Xiao sitting next to the court. He also knew what was going on, so he left in a daze.

Ling Xiao looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing.

He unscrewed the water bottle and said to Yang Linlin: "Here, drink water."

"Thank you, senior."

Yang Linlin raised her head and drank water.

At this time, Ling Xiao saw that under the illumination of the street lamp, the sweat on Yang Linlin's neck was slowly flowing to her collarbone, and then gathered in the deep valley in the middle.

This also made him start to believe that girls who are underweight can also hide weapons.

Yang Linlin then looked at Ling Xiao and said, "Senior, am I not practicing well?"

"No, no, it's pretty good. As long as you practice for a few more days, you'll be fine." Ling Xiao explained.

Yang Linlin asked cautiously: "Senior...can you still come to the stadium tomorrow?"

"Okay, I'll teach you tomorrow." Ling Xiao responded.

Yang Linlin showed a happy smile.

She looked up at the sky and happened to see the moon tonight.

She muttered: "The moon is so beautiful tonight..."