Eating Melon Lands on My Own Head! This Damned Charm!

"My God, Su Yan's looks are seriously off the charts~"

"So... so handsome, is this really a basketball player? Are you sure he didn't just step out of a manga as some rich young master?!"

"8 three-pointers, plus the game-winner—no words for that skill.

Long legs, top-tier looks, and talent—he's bound to make a fortune in the future. Isn't he the textbook definition of tall, rich, and handsome?

If I could go on a date with a man like that, I think I'd be really happy~"

"Brother Su Yan, just pry my legs open!"

"If I had a boyfriend like that, even just looking at him and doing nothing else, I could be happy all day."

"Doing nothing? As sisters? Besties? Isn't that a total waste!"

"Ahem... is there a chance that besties can have plenty of fun too?!"

"Holy shit~"

The core of the news story was clearly: Su Yan nailed 8 three-pointers, hit a step-back game-winner, and pulled off a stunning 20-point comeback.

But.

The pretty college girls were all discussing Su Yan's handsome face and great physique, even wanting to date him.

No way around it.

A basketball player with good looks, a great body, and a future destined for wealth was way too popular with female college students.

They all wanted something to happen with such a perfect man.

10 AM.

Major news outlets delivered papers to every street corner, letting fans know.

Last night.

Even though "The King" LeBron dropped 38 points, 8 rebounds, and 9 assists—a near 40-point triple-double.

And "Black Mamba" Kobe had 33 points, 5 rebounds, and 5 assists, plus a game-sealing reverse layup against three defenders.

And... "Windy City Rose" with his change-direction-without-slowing-down, slam-dunk-without-hanging-on-the-rim explosive offense.

Still.

The spotlight shone brightest on Su Yan.

LeBron was the "Current First Small Forward."

Kobe had just won a championship last year, basking in glory.

Rose was last year's Top Pick, hailed as "Jordan's successor"!

For these three, great performances could be called routine. But Su Yan was an unexpected delight.

This was the shock an Undrafted Player brought to the world.

Moreover.

Three-pointers weren't the main theme of this era.

Hitting 8 threes in just 5 minutes—that stunned the fans too much.

Everyone was talking about him.

This made Su Yan's popularity skyrocket visibly.

Su Yan didn't wake up until 11.

He'd partied late last night, still groggy when he got up. After washing up, eating a few slices of bread, and drinking a glass of milk.

He finally came to.

Stepping out with a light stride, he hailed a taxi and headed to the gym for training.

From his single apartment to the gym, it was a 15-minute drive. There was also a bus, about 30 minutes, the cheapest option.

If it were before.

Su Yan might have chosen the most frugal bike.

Now that he had the money-grinding system, he naturally went with whatever was comfortable and time-saving.

The extra taxi fare.

He earned back just by walking a few steps and dribbling a few times.

"Thanks!"

Arriving at the gym.

Su Yan got out, said thanks, and headed to the training court.

As soon as he entered, he ran into David Lee. The two walked together into the gym lobby, heading for the Locker Room.

On the way.

David Lee turned a corner and saw a girl who looked like a student, holding roses in her hands, as if waiting for someone.

He couldn't help but laugh: "Yan, look at that little girl up ahead. She must be waiting for the boy she likes, about to confess to him. I wonder which little guy is charming enough to make such a pretty girl take the initiative."

Not gonna lie.

That little girl was genuinely beautiful—skin fair as snow, big bright eyes clear and sparkling, a slim figure with just the right curves in the right places. Her golden curls and white dress made her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale. When she grew up, she'd definitely be school beauty material.

Su Yan suddenly felt like grabbing some popcorn. He chuckled: "I'm curious what kind of little boy is worth this pretty girl waiting for."

David Lee smiled too: "Too bad we've got training, or... I'd want to see too."

"Let's go then."

Su Yan shrugged, a little regretful.

But... just as they approached the little girl, about to turn past her—

The little girl suddenly stepped forward, appearing right in front of Su Yan, and handed him the rose in her hand.

She lowered her head, shyly: "Su Yan, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"

???

WTF?

So this little girl wasn't waiting for some boy—she was waiting for Su Yan, confessing to him.

David Lee's eyes bulged like brass bells.

This was an unforeseen situation.

But he had the good sense to step back a few paces, lean against the wall, and silently enjoy the show.

Alright, alright.

So that's how it is, huh?

What do you call this? Eating popcorn only to find it's your own head on the platter!

The sudden confession left Su Yan a bit dazed too.

Gotta say.

The little girl was really pretty. Up close, her fair little face had not a single flaw, skin so delicate it seemed ready to break.

She was at most 15 or 16.

Americans matured early, so her confessing to Su Yan was understandable.

Last night.

She'd come with her father to watch the game. She had a little interest in basketball, but not much.

Until... Su Yan stepped onto the court.

His skin, no less fair than hers, paired with his god-tier looks and perfect physique, instantly stunned her.

A man like that—even if he were just a pretty face—would attract girls.

Especially a 15- or 16-year-old girl in the throes of adolescence, hormones flooding, easily drawn in.

If he had some skill on top of that, it was basically a nuclear bomb.

The little girl fell hard.

Like it, say it boldly—American girls were always forward and open, even little fairy-tale princesses.

So.

She confessed.

Because she was so pretty, and it was so sudden, Su Yan froze too.

Beside him, David Lee leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling as he watched the drama.

An underage little princess throwing herself at him—this was definitely a big scoop.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Su Yan snapped back to reality. He smiled gently, warm and sunny, instantly making people like him.

The little girl had her head down and didn't see it—otherwise, she'd only find him even more charming.

Su Yan asked softly: "Beautiful little girl, can I ask how old you are?"

"T... fifteen!"

The little girl was very shy, stammering her answer.

That was within Su Yan's expectations.

Su Yan gave her a gentlemanly bow, then said: "You're a very pretty girl, and very brave."

If you were a little older, I might have said yes.

You're too young.

I can't hurt you.

At your age, you should also focus more on your studies, so you'll become better in the future.

The little girl was truly beautiful. If one were to judge a girl's looks on a hundred-point scale, she would score at least ninety.

After all, she was still young. If she developed a bit more, her looks could easily break ninety-five.

But.

Su Yan really couldn't bring himself to lay a hand on a fifteen-year-old little girl.

A minor—that would be breaking the law, woah~

Hearing these words, the little girl looked deeply disappointed.

He... is he rejecting me?

No.

He didn't reject me. He just thinks I'm too young. He still likes me!!!