446: A Face Full Of Blood

A Face Full Of Blood

The few screams were drowned out by the shouts and the basketball that was supposed to go through the hoop was intercepted. The player missed and sent it flying towards the audience instead.1

The students who saw the incoming ball hid away, and the students who realized what was happening looked over, wondering who was the unlucky one who would get smashed by the basketball.

It happened once before. The person's face was full of blood and people could not bear to look at it.

Ye Ying, who was sitting to the right of Ye Jian, saw the scene and gripped the corner of her skirt subconsciously while staring at her. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised.

She didn't need to do it herself. There would always be someone who was going to teach Ye Jian a lesson.

That was what Dad had said - leverage!

Yao Jing, who was sitting beside her, took a quick glance and there was a touch of coldness brushing through her eyes. Does Yang Heng like her? What's good about someone as weak as her?

On the other hand, Ye Jian felt that the player was worthy of being a basketball player. He was accurate and sent the ball flying straight in her face… If it landed, she would not be able to see anyone tomorrow.

In front of everyone, she hugged the incoming ball with both of her hands and smiled lightly. Before they could even hide their shocked expressions, Ye Jian tapped the ball lightly…

She would definitely have to return the ball, otherwise, the match would not resume.

"This ball is not very obedient. You should change it to another one." As Ye Jian spoke, her eyes were as bright as the moon. You could see it clearly, but it seemed as though layers of mist were covering them.

Her smile was cold and elegant. At first glance, you could see a blooming flower, but if you look carefully, you would realize that it's a sharp sword.

And in Luo Ran's eyes, Ye Jian's smile was like a sword that hung above his head, waiting to fall!

He couldn't help but take a step back but was directly blocked by Zhang Bin, who was standing behind. He could hear the anger in his voice. "Luo Ran, who were you aiming for with that ball?"

"Who can I possibly aim for?" Luo Ran roared, using his loud voice to prove his innocence. "Who would be able to control the trajectory of the ball? Do you think I wanted it to happen? Damn! Don't falsely accuse me!"

Boys were naturally not good at arguing and would use violence to solve disputes. Seeing that Zhang Bin was about to wave his fist, Ye Jian hurriedly stopped him and smiled, "The senior in No. 16 jersey, I know you're careless. I don't blame you. There's no need to be angry. Receive the ball!"

As she said that, she smacked the basketball in her hands… like it was a volleyball!

A basketball was hard while a volleyball was soft! There was a loud smack and An Jiaxin and a few others looked at Ye Jian's hands… They were then scared by the flying basketball and were once again stunned by her powerful smack.

"Doesn't it… hurt?" An Jiaxin asked with a blank expression.

The entire basketball court… was a little quiet. Ye Jian looked at her with a smile and answered, "Nope, it's the guy that's hurting. I have to go down and apologize to him. After all, I caused him to have a nosebleed."

Ye Jian leaped over the 1.5m railings and walked over to Luo Ran, who lifted his head up to stop the bleeding.

"I'm sorry, senior. I play volleyball and have strong hands. I mistook the basketball for a volleyball when I received it. I was standing high up and I didn't expect it to hit your face directly. Sorry." An apology was needed, especially since his face was full of blood.

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