Lin Beichen smiled faintly.
"He also likes to play basketball."
"Hmm?"
When Zhao Baiying heard the first part, she just thought Lin Beichen was being dismissive, until she heard the word basketball, her eyes couldn’t help but brighten.
"I also like to play basketball, and I am a cheerleader for our school basketball team."
Zhao Baiying said as she stretched out her hands and moved them back and forth, displaying her beautiful figure, full of liveliness and energy.
The two chatted casually, one just passing the time, the other easing her mind.
Actually, Zhao Baiying was very nervous.
Before coming here, she thought this place was just an exciting club.
However, after arriving, she realized this place was filled with various crimes.
Many people were staring at her.
A hot, sexy beauty is merely a lovely scene to most passersby, but to the people here, she is walking cash.
Whether to sell or enjoy themselves with her.
They’re nothing but commodities, not humans!
Zhao Baiying was very scared initially, until she saw Lin Beichen and the wooden man.
At this moment, a fragrant breeze came, accompanied by a pleasant scent, and a voice sounded.
"Zhao Baiying, why are you out here?"
Lin Beichen looked up, but before he could see her face clearly, his eyes were drawn to a pair of snow-white long legs.
Zhao Baiying was already very pretty, but compared to this beauty, she paled slightly in comparison.
Skin as smooth as cream, eyes like stars.
A well-proportioned figure, not overly thin, slightly curvy, reminiscent of a peach.
Being accepted into the Imperial Capital University of Art, Zhao Baiying’s appearance was considered above average, but compared to this woman, in terms of temperament, figure, and other aspects, she fell short.
However, this girl was much calmer, and when she looked at Lin Beichen, there was a sense of vigilance.
"Zhao Weinan, this tall guy also plays basketball, should we try to recruit him as a foreign aid for our school?"
Zhao Baiying turned back, said with a smile.
Zhao Weinan gave Lin Beichen a cold look and said indifferently:
"Our school is a prestigious school in the Imperial Capital, not just anyone can play basketball for us!"
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere at the scene immediately cooled.
Zhao Baiying quickly waved her hand to explain:
"Lin Beichen, don’t misunderstand, this is our school’s policy, Zhao Weinan isn’t mocking you."
Lin Beichen heard this and just smiled faintly, without any intense reaction.
Whether it’s the Imperial Capital Normal University or the Imperial Capital Art Academy, although those schools share the words "Imperial Capital," their heritage wasn’t deep.
Or rather, part of their school’s reputation was gained from the light of Imperial Capital University.
"Lin Beichen, are you busy tonight? How about strolling around with us?"
Zhao Baiying said eagerly, her face full of pleading.
She regretted it very much tonight and felt very insecure.
But ever since she came to Wooden Man’s side, she found that fewer people were lusting after the two sisters.
Even if Wooden Man, this blockhead, was just standing by, it was enough to ward off many dangers.
"Zhao Baiying!"
Zhao Weinan heard this, hurriedly pulled Zhao Baiying, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
The two people who appeared out of nowhere, not knowing their background, how could they invite them to act together?
Lin Beichen squinted his eyes slightly, noticed Zhao Weinan’s look, and shook his head faintly.
"I have other things tonight, forget it."
Zhao Baiying sighed, looking at Wooden Man filled with gloom.
She wanted to evoke Wooden Man’s masculine protective instinct with a pitiful look.
However, Wooden Man was just a blockhead, apart from Lin Beichen’s orders, he didn’t understand anything else.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the factory hall.
The lights on the second floor lit up, a man laughed heartily and walked down.
Tattoos exposed, he swung his arms as he walked, greeting everyone.
"Brother Wang, why are you here tonight?"
"Brother Wang, I heard you’re getting clean, when will you take us along?"
"Brother Wang, I heard not only are you getting clean, but you are also going to star in a big movie, you’ll become famous?"
The man called Brother Wang laughed heartily, yet didn’t respond, his gaze scoured the scene, suddenly noticed Zhao Baiying, his eyes brightening, and he rushed forward.
Lin Beichen’s side had only three seats, he occupied one, Zhao Baiying and Zhao Weinan each occupied one, no other seats were left.
Brother Wang glanced around coldly, staring at Lin Beichen.
"Brat! Get lost when you see me, understand?"
He said, shaking his wrist with the Wolf Fang Bracelet, eyes greedily fixed on Zhao Weinan.
Zhao Weinan frowned, crossed her arms in front of her chest, shrunk a bit, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
Lin Beichen glanced at him, said faintly:
"You want me to give up my seat?"
"What, you won’t? Dare you?"
Brother Wang slapped the table forcefully, roaring.
"Before I get mad, get lost, I don’t want to see blood today."
Everyone around looked at each other, a trace of schadenfreude in their eyes.
Who is Brother Wang?
This naive kid doesn’t know, right?
He thought bringing a burly bodyguard around, he could be arrogant here?
From the moment Lin Beichen entered the door, many people were watching him.
However, these people looked around and couldn’t find anything special about Lin Beichen.
They could grab dozens or hundreds of guys like Lin Beichen randomly on the street.
"Buddy, if you don’t want to end up in the hospital, better give up your seat, there are still many seats in the back, no need to hog this one!"
A guard near the door seemed unwilling to see Lin Beichen bleed and could not help but advise.
Lin Beichen sighed faintly, stood up slowly.
Zhao Weinan saw this, the contempt in her eyes grew stronger.
"Smart kid."
Brother Wang spat on the ground, right at Lin Beichen’s feet.
"Next time you see me, don’t wait for me to speak, just get up and get lost, understand?"
Lin Beichen glanced at the ground, the cold light in his eyes increased.
"Kneel down and lick it clean."
Lin Beichen pointed at the ground.
"What did you say?"
Brother Wang was slightly stunned as if he didn’t hear clearly.
At this moment, a shadow covered his face.
"Who the hell turned off the lights?"
Brother Wang instinctively shouted, looking up, his face suddenly changed, stunned.
In front of him, appeared a mountain-like figure, silently watching him.
Wooden Man’s nearly two-meter height, his body wrapped in a cloak, shrouded in darkness.
His eyes stared fiercely like giant lanterns.
"Brother, from where? If I said something wrong, don’t mind!"
Brother Wang immediately chickened out, trying to pull out a cigarette to apologize.
But Wooden Man didn’t understand these subtleties.
To him, even if someone pointed a gun at his head, he wouldn’t care.
From the moment he was born, he lived only for Lin Beichen.
Wooden Man slowly extended his hand, like grabbing a dead dog, pinched Brother Wang’s neck, then forcefully threw him out.
A scream echoed in the air.
Brother Wang was directly thrown out of the factory hall.
From Lin Beichen’s position to the door was more than thirty meters, Brother Wang was thrown out like a basketball, disappearing into the darkness.
The hall fell into complete silence, everyone stared at Wooden Man.
After a long time, someone whispered:
"Brother, you’ve stirred up trouble, Brother Wang isn’t someone to mess with, he has big family connections behind him."
Lin Beichen only smiled faintly.
Connections?
When had he ever been afraid of connections?
Others shook their heads and sighed, thinking Lin Beichen was too young and impulsive, not knowing how to listen to advice.
Instead, Zhao Weinan put away her contemptuous look, adding a bit of curiosity.
Zhao Weinan thought for a moment, took a wine glass to pour some wine for Lin Beichen.
However, Lin Beichen just glanced at her without taking the glass.
What is this?
So petty?
Zhao Weinan was a bit annoyed.
Just for looking at him twice, he held a grudge?
She was about to apologize by pouring wine?
She was just thinking when she saw Lin Beichen suddenly turn his head, looking into the darkness.
In an instant, Zhao Weinan seemed to see lightning pass through Lin Beichen’s eyes.
What kind of eyes were these?
Sharp as thunder, seeming to shake a person’s soul.
Zhao Weinan stared blankly at Lin Beichen, not even noticing the wine glass falling from her hand.