Principal Zheng asked, "How did it go?"
Wang Yi said, "Principal Zheng, cool down. Let's have some tea, then head down the mountain."
Principal Zheng slapped his thigh. "I knew it! Come on, let's go. I'm done trying to manage him. He can fend for himself from now on."
Wang Yi said, "Don't rush, Principal Zheng. Take it easy. Let me finish this cup of tea, then we'll wait for someone."
"Wait for someone? Who?"
"Your nephew, of course. Surely you want him to come with us?"
"What do you mean? Are you saying he's willing to play basketball?"
"Of course."
Principal Zheng was overjoyed. "Really? He actually agreed? Where is he? I want to ask him myself."
Wang Yi pointed to a room. "He's packing. He'll be out in a moment."
Principal Zheng's face lit up. "Really? That's wonderful! Absolutely wonderful! Wang Yi, I have to thank you properly. But I'm curious—how did you convince him? That little rascal is more stubborn than a mule. You couldn't drag him back with nine oxen. How did you get through to him?"
"Nine oxen might not be enough, but I'm the Dragon King."
Wang Yi joked.
Then he took a slow sip of tea before turning serious. "I gave him Liu Yanni's phone number."
Principal Zheng's brow furrowed again.
Because Wang Le and Liu Yanni had been young sweethearts in middle school, her name had practically become taboo in Wang Le's family.
Of course, Wang Le's name had become taboo in Liu Yanni's family, too.
Wang Yi continued, "Liu Yanni is in high school in Chang'an, and she's already been guaranteed admission to Xi'an Jiaotong University. She also loves basketball, so Wang Le was willing to play for her. That solved everything."
Wang Yi slapped his hands together, then spread them