In my second year of high school, Shen Sihan, who was number one in the grade, handed me a crumpled piece of paper and asked me to send it to Class 3 to Jiang Yu, the legendary thorn-headed man who got into fights and failed in exams.
I thought it was just an ordinary errand.
Until the basketball hit my ear and hit the wall, the boy with his school uniform hanging open poked his head out from behind the door, looked at me with a pair of eyes so dark that no light could shine through, and read my name——
"Lin Wantang. The name is quite nice."
From that moment on, I was sucked into a whirlpool I never expected.
Jiang Yu said he wanted to bet on the monthly exam with me. He won and I treated him to milk tea.
I said, you are a person who got 8 points on the math test, how can you win?
A month later, he moved from the bottom of his grade to the middle and upper reaches. The whole school was in an uproar.
And Shen Sihan, who handed me the note, stood not far away, watching all this happen with a look that I couldn't understand.
What I don't know is——
This bet was not about performance from the beginning.
