Chapter 338: Childhood Friends Must Be Cultivated from a Young Age (21)

When the young male protagonist had grown taller, she could no longer look down at him.

Comparing their heights, Shen Mubai said gloomily, “Ziyu, what have you been eating recently? How did you grow so fast all of a sudden?”

An Ziyu smiled without mentioning his recent efforts in exercising and handed over a strawberry candy, “Luoluo, have some candy.”

Shen Mubai took it, peeled off the wrapper, and put it in her mouth. She didn’t think much of it, knowing that boys generally grow faster.

On the day An Ziyu participated in the basketball game, Shen Mubai was held up in the classroom.

When she finally arrived at the court, she found many people watching the game.

“Excuse me, please let me through.”

After squeezing her way in, Shen Mubai finally caught sight of the young male protagonist on the court.

He seemed to have noticed her too, his eyes fixed on her, forgetting to react until a teammate called out to him.

Shen Mubai helplessly made a gesture to cheer him on.

Nearby, she overheard some girls talking, “An Ziyu has been distracted; his teammates have scolded him several times already.”

“Maybe he’s just off today. The sun is really scorching.”

“I’ve heard he’s been practicing basketball hard. It seems he really loves it.”

In the crowd, An Ziyu was the shortest.

Shen Mubai felt both sympathetic and amused. The young male protagonist did indeed develop more slowly than others.

Although An Ziyu was not tall, he performed exceptionally well in the second half, especially with the final three-pointer that decided the game, igniting the crowd with excitement. Many girls screamed and cheered.

Wiping his sweat with his jersey, An Ziyu’s fair skin looked healthy and gentle, like warm jade. Coupled with his face and those beautiful, crystal-clear eyes, the title of “Little Prince” was well-deserved.

Many girls were drawn to his looks, but due to his height and personality, they were conflicted and hesitant.

Despite this, some girls still handed him water as he approached.

An Ziyu didn’t accept any of their offers, only looking towards the person he cared about.

Seeing him so sweaty, Shen Mubai awkwardly checked her hands and said, “Uh, I forgot to bring water.”

An Ziyu smiled and said, “I’m not thirsty.”

He no longer smiled shyly and cutely as before. His newfound elegance left the nearby girls mesmerized.

Recalling his performance on the court, Shen Mubai couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, blinking, “Ziyu, you’re amazing. You can shoot three-pointers now.”

An Ziyu’s eyes curved into a smile, stars seemingly falling in them.

Despite his outward composure, his heart was racing wildly.

As he looked at her, he wished, “If only Luoluo’s gaze would always stay on me.”

In the second semester of his second year of junior high school, An Ziyu got into a fight at school.

The other boy was beaten badly. Though Shen Mubai wasn’t clear on the specifics, it seemed the two had a conflict. After the incident, the young male protagonist seemed to become even more popular at school.