I Came, I Saw, I Conquered!

Chapter 1: I Came, I Saw, I Conquered! Chapter 26: Ayesha and Zhang Yu

Zhang Yu coughed lightly, slowly sat up straight, but the smugness on his face intensified. "Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

"Thanks." Curry was happy to hear the compliment and nodded with a smile. "I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation: Zhang Yu coughed lightly, slowly sat up straight, but the smugness on his face intensified. This was a social networking site that had become popular across the United States in the past two years, with over 9.5 million users, primarily college students. "I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

"Not bad, USA Today front page, team undefeated under the youngest head coach... Ronan, you're on fire." Stevens took a few careful glances and said with a smile.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo. Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

"It's all thanks to everyone. I just made some brilliant tactical arrangements, and didn't do anything else. It's just a false reputation, not worth mentioning." Zhang Yu tried hard to be serious, but couldn't help but beam.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard: "My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

The three chatted while they ate. Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

"Sorry, I have homework to do tonight, I don't have time."

A few minutes later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse. He changed the subject: "They lost to Indiana State, and Stephen is in great form right now, so they're nothing to fear." Zhang Yu waved his hand dismissively.

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him: "We're playing Purdue University tomorrow. They're a tough opponent, don't underestimate them."

"Okay." Her voice was soft. As she spoke, she blew a gentle puff of air into Curry's ear. A strand of golden hair brushed past Curry's nose, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

"They lost to Indiana State, and Stephen is in great form right now, so they're nothing to fear." Zhang Yu waved his hand dismissively.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

"Thanks." Curry was happy to hear the compliment and nodded with a smile.

The name behind the avatar was Ayesha Alexander.

"Stephen, look!"

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

Due to the team's winning streak, the training atmosphere was very harmonious. The coaching staff didn't assign heavy training tasks either. The morning passed quickly. After the final traditional event – the practice match – the players left Hinkle Fieldhouse one after another.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard:

Julian Becko scratched his head in confusion. He had been talking happily just now, so why did he change his tune so quickly...

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..." After saying goodbye to Zhang Yu, Curry went to the cafeteria with Julian Becko to eat.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

Due to the team's winning streak, the training atmosphere was very harmonious. The coaching staff didn't assign heavy training tasks either. The morning passed quickly. After the final traditional event – the practice match – the players left Hinkle Fieldhouse one after another.

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

Curry hesitated for a moment, reached out to shake her hand, and then quickly withdrew it.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation:

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him:

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

"Stephen, look!"

When Julian Becko was questioning life, Curry put his tray in the dish return, bought a few hot dogs, and ate them on the way back to the dorm.

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him:

When Julian Becko was questioning life, Curry put his tray in the dish return, bought a few hot dogs, and ate them on the way back to the dorm.

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

"It's all thanks to everyone. I just made some brilliant tactical arrangements, and didn't do anything else. It's just a false reputation, not worth mentioning." Zhang Yu tried hard to be serious, but couldn't help but beam.

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

After saying goodbye to Zhang Yu, Curry went to the cafeteria with Julian Becko to eat.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

The three chatted while they ate.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

"Stephen, look!"

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

"It's all thanks to everyone. I just made some brilliant tactical arrangements, and didn't do anything else. It's just a false reputation, not worth mentioning." Zhang Yu tried hard to be serious, but couldn't help but beam.

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

Curry said goodbye to Zhang Yu and went to the cafeteria with Julian Becko to eat.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him:

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

"Stephen, look!"

When Julian Becko was questioning life, Curry put his tray in the dish return, bought a few hot dogs, and ate them on the way back to the dorm.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

The three chatted while they ate.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

A moment later, Rowan suddenly stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and leaned close to Curry's ear, saying:

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

Curry was a bit flustered and said after a long pause: "Okay."

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

"Rowan, are you free tonight? I know a great bar."

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

Her voice was soft. As she spoke, she blew a gentle puff of air into Curry's ear. A strand of golden hair brushed past Curry's nose, emitting a faint fragrance.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

"Okay." Curry was a bit flustered and said after a long pause:

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

Julian Becko scratched his head in confusion. He had been talking happily just now, so why did he change his tune so quickly...

Curry reflexively moved aside and smiled politely: "Rowan, are you free tonight? I know a great bar."

The blonde girl smiled gently and sat down next to Curry, leaning against him as if by accident.

"..." Stevens was speechless for a moment. Could you be any more obvious?

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

"We're playing Purdue University tomorrow. They're a tough opponent, don't underestimate them."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Rowan, are you free tonight? I know a great bar."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

After saying goodbye to Zhang Yu, Curry went to the cafeteria with Julian Becko to eat.

This was a social networking site that had become popular across the United States in the past two years, with over 9.5 million users, primarily college students.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

Butler University had only a little over four thousand students in total. The cafeteria wasn't large, but it was exquisitely decorated. Curry and Julian Becko were team players. Especially Curry, with his outstanding performance in five games, he was now a prominent figure on campus, the center of attention wherever he went. After buying their food, the two deliberately chose a corner shaded by green plants to sit down.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.

"It's alright, mainly because the coach is very strict..."

The three chatted while they ate.

The picture below was a selfie of a mixed-race girl. She had a sweet face and delicate features. Her skin wasn't very fair, but a healthy tan. She gave a big smile, but her expression looked a bit tired, and there were faint traces of sweat on her forehead.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

"Hi, Stephen, can I sit here?" Just then, a pleasant voice sounded in Curry's ear.

Curry clicked on a friend's page with anticipation and was pleasantly surprised to find she had updated her status:

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

The three chatted while they ate.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

The picture below was a selfie of a mixed-race girl. She had a sweet face and delicate features. Her skin wasn't very fair, but a healthy tan. She gave a big smile, but her expression looked a bit tired, and there were faint traces of sweat on her forehead.

Her voice was soft. As she spoke, she blew a gentle puff of air into Curry's ear. A strand of golden hair brushed past Curry's nose, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

"Rowan, are you free tonight? I know a great bar."

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard:

Curry reflexively moved aside and smiled politely:

Due to the team's winning streak, the training atmosphere was very harmonious. The coaching staff didn't assign heavy training tasks either. The morning passed quickly. After the final traditional event – the practice match – the players left Hinkle Fieldhouse one after another.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

"They lost to Indiana State, and Stephen is in great form right now, so they're nothing to fear." Zhang Yu waved his hand dismissively.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

"Rowan, are you free tonight? I know a great bar."

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

Her voice was soft. As she spoke, she blew a gentle puff of air into Curry's ear. A strand of golden hair brushed past Curry's nose, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard:

"Okay."

Julian Becko scratched his head in confusion. He had been talking happily just now, so why did he change his tune so quickly...

Curry reflexively moved aside and smiled politely:

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard:

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him:

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

The name behind the avatar was Ayesha Alexander.

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation:

The three chatted while they ate.

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation:

The name behind the avatar was Ayesha Alexander.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.

He changed the subject:

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

"I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

"Sorry, I have homework to do tonight, I don't have time."

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

His training schedule was very full, so he could only study in his spare time. Although the teachers wouldn't be too strict with basketball players, they wouldn't go easy either. To pass the exams, he had to master the basic knowledge.

"I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

Curry was a bit flustered and said after a long pause: "Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.

"Okay."

"Stephen, look!"

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

"I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

Curry was a bit flustered and said after a long pause:

"Sorry, I have homework to do tonight, I don't have time."

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

"My name is Rowan, and I'm your fan." The blonde girl, Rowan, smiled and extended her hand to Curry.

A moment later, Rowan suddenly stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and leaned close to Curry's ear, saying:

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

"Another day of being an extra, so tired. Day 276 of wanting to be a big star."

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

The three chatted while they ate.

"As long as you're prepared, let's go, training starts soon." Stevens didn't say anything more and left Zhang Yu's office. Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and walked towards the gymnasium with him.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

Curry showed a pained expression and typed on the keyboard:

As the two were just starting to eat, Julian Becko suddenly stared into the distance and quietly said to Curry, who was sitting opposite him:

"Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

"Hmm?" Curry looked up at him, confused.

Finally, after looking through all the girl's photos, he reluctantly exited. He took one last look at the girl's account avatar, which was her selfie.

The name behind the avatar was Ayesha Alexander.

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation:

The three chatted while they ate.

But he quickly forgot about Curry and turned to look at Rowan with anticipation:

The name behind the avatar was Ayesha Alexander.

Curry secretly glanced at Louis twice, making sure he was focused on playing games, before clicking on the girl's homepage again and flipping through her old photos. Although he didn't know how many times he had looked at these photos before, he was still mesmerized.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.

He changed the subject:

He threw his backpack onto the bed, sat down at the desk, opened his computer, and logged into Facebook.

"Stephen..." Rowan wanted to say more, but Curry was already making a move to get up. She could only stand up to make way.

"I have training on the weekend too, I'm sorry. I'm done eating, please excuse me." Curry said firmly.

"I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

"Sorry, I have homework to do tonight, I don't have time."

He put down his knife and fork, turned his head, and saw a blonde girl with a beautiful face. Although she was wearing a sweater and jeans, she couldn't hide her hot figure. She was holding a tray and came to their table, her eyes fixed on him.

But after typing, his finger hovered over the enter key for a long time without pressing it.

"Stephen, are you interested in going out tonight? I'm really good at dancing, I can do any difficult move..."

His training schedule was very full, so he could only study in his spare time. Although the teachers wouldn't be too strict with basketball players, they wouldn't go easy either. To pass the exams, he had to master the basic knowledge.

"I'll bring the championship to you..." Curry muttered to himself, closed the computer, and picked up his Social Ethics textbook.

Curry's expression kept changing, as if he was undergoing intense psychological struggle. In the end, he moved his finger away, deleted the comment, and quietly looked at the girl's photo.

Curry was a bit flustered and said after a long pause: "Hey, Stephen, are you done eating already?" Julian looked at Curry's retreating back in confusion. He had clearly only eaten a little.

A moment later, the sound of a door opening, "click," came from the entrance. Curry quickly exited the girl's homepage, sat up straight, clicked on other friends' homepages, and pretended to browse.