"Is this man one of your pursuers?"
Touching his chin, Hao Jian scrutinized Zhang Liao on the court, his face carrying a playful expression. He turned to look at Lin Qingxue, a light laugh escaping from him.
"The captain of the School of Mechanical Engineering's basketball team, Zhang Liao."
Lin Qingxue didn't say much more, only rolled her eyes at Hao Jian's multi-layered words, and didn't pay attention to Zhang Liao. Instead, she turned to Hao Jian and said something.
"Zhang Liao?"
Smiling, Hao Jian glanced at Zhang Liao: "He really is a straightforward guy, but at least he's much better than some disgusting ones."
As he spoke, Hao Jian's gaze fell on the School of Civil Engineering's basketball team, from whom he smelled a strong scent of dealings.
From the first moment he saw them, until now, the captain of the Construction Engineering Team had been continuously signaling to the referee holding the ball, winking and gesturing.
