He's So Sweet After Class

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Translator: Rin    Editor: dedaign    Proofreader: Amber.es

“You go sleep a little further over there.” Mo Lingqiu pushed Jiang Chenming, who was holding him extra tight, asking him to shift back into the dark.

Jiang Chenming didn’t listen, still hugging him tightly. Instead, he draped his legs over.

Mo Lingqiu’s body stiffened and he lay there without moving.

“The two of us just got together. Let me hug you,” Jiang Chenming said, tone full of happiness.

Mo Lingqiu saw his bright eyes and chose to compromise. Let him hug me, then; I won’t lose a piece of flesh anyway.

“Teacher Mo, the matter of our team manager today… I haven’t explained it to you yet.” Jiang Chenming thought that the reason Mo Lingqiu had suddenly lost his temper before was because he might’ve been jealous of the basketball team’s Omega manager. The Omega had even specifically talked to him about it. Jiang Chenming felt the need to clarify.

“…What?” Mo Lingqiu didn’t really want to listen. Every time the Omega was mentioned, he would subconsciously compare himself to him. From looks to age, from personality to popularity, it was obvious that he was older and less popular.

“He came to me some time ago and asked me to say sorry to you.” Jiang Chenming thought that Mo Lingqiu was getting upset with himself again, so he raised his hand to smooth the hair on the back of his head. “He said that his attitude wasn’t very good when he met you last time, and that he doesn’t like me anymore.”

Mo Lingqiu didn’t say anything, but he certainly wouldn’t be bothered by a much younger student. However, how could he simply say that he didn’t like Jiang Chenming like that? He’d probably just swallowed down the bitterness.

“Teacher Mo, our team manager was chosen every year. When it comes to ability, he’s quite good. However, I’ll definitely pay attention in the future and try to keep my distance from him, so…”

“No need,” Mo Lingqiu interrupted. “I… trust you.”

Jiang Chenming’s heart filled with sweetness at his words. “My Teacher Mo is the best.”

Mo Lingqiu glared at him. “Sleep.”

Jiang Chenming moved closer to Mo Lingqiu, dropped a kiss on his forehead, and then peacefully closed his eyes.

Later, the internal school basketball competition proceeded in an orderly fashion. After more than half a month of ‘battle’, the semi-finalists were soon decided. Jiang Chenming’s PE Department team was on the list of course, while the three remaining teams were from the Computer Science, Chemistry, and Architecture Departments.

When Jiang Chenming saw the list of teams, he calculated the chances of winning in his head. The obstacle wasn’t big, but it would be a little difficult to play against the Architecture Department.

University A’s Architecture Department was relatively famous. Almost all the students in the major were top students, and they didn’t lag behind in various activities, especially the basketball team, which was the symbol of the entire department.

When Jiang Chenming was an undergraduate, he was old rivals with the members of the Architecture Department’s basketball team. Later on, those players quit the team one after the other, graduated, and left the school. Jiang Chenming would then play against their slightly different roster every year, managing a narrow win each year.

Jiang Chenming didn’t care too much about whichever team was drawn as his opponent, because if they didn’t run into the Architecture Department’s team, they would have a high possibility of entering the final. If they met before the final, then they would just have to start playing.