This Bad Luck is Awesome!

Seeing Chen Mo sink two shots in a row, the students watching from the sidelines started to look a little embarrassed.

Anyone with eyes could see that the guys on the court were playing dirty.

But even with their underhanded tactics, nine of them couldn’t beat one guy.

No wonder Campus Beauty Wei looked down on these guys.

Her boyfriend was taking on nine players at once on the court, and making it look easy.

Off the court, he drove a supercar.

Anyone with half a brain would know who to choose.

The rest of the game pretty much followed the same script.

Chen Mo always managed to inexplicably get the ball or grab a rebound.

And then, any shot he tossed toward the hoop would most likely go in.

Faced with his overpowered performance, the opposing team was beaten into silence.

They were completely dejected, with not a shred of fighting spirit left.

"Let’s call it here."

Chen Mo dropped the ball, not planning to play anymore.

There was no point in continuing.

"You’re a pretty good player."

The other player looked absolutely miserable, but he had to admit Chen Mo was strong.

They were no match for him.

They were utterly outclassed.

Hearing this, Chen Mo gave him a surprised look, then smiled without saying anything.

’Not bad, he can take a loss.’

’He’s not a completely terrible person.’

"You should come play here more often. We’ll play a serious game, no more funny business."

The guy took the initiative to invite him, even promising no more underhanded tactics.

"We’ll see."

Chen Mo neither agreed nor refused.

"Have some water."

When he reached the sidelines, Wei Luyao immediately handed him a freshly opened bottle of mineral water.

"Thanks."

Chen Mo took the water and started drinking.

"Let me wipe your sweat."

She then took out a pack of tissues, pulled one out, and began wiping the sweat from Chen Mo’s forehead.

"Chen Mo, you’re too amazing! You took on nine of them and wiped the floor with them!"

Wei Luyao praised Chen Mo excitedly as she wiped his sweat.

The two of them were very close, and the way she looked at Chen Mo was growing more and more unusual.

Compared to the guys at her university, Chen Mo was a complete curb stomp.

And it was a curb stomp in every single aspect.

"Standard procedure, no big deal."

Chen Mo let her wipe his sweat, giving a humble wave of his hand.

When the other guys walked past and heard the words of their goddess, they looked like they’d just eaten something foul.

Their faces were the picture of misery; they wished the ground would swallow them whole.

They were too ashamed to face anyone.

And then there was Chen Mo, who not only took on nine of them and spun them like tops on the court...

...but also had their goddess bringing him water and wiping his sweat off the court.

And who knew, there might even be a round two at a hotel later.

The mere thought of it made their vision go dark. It was too much to handle.

Meanwhile, Wei Luyao’s roommates saw her handing Chen Mo water and then helping him wipe his sweat.

They exchanged glances, and all of them saw a knowing look in each other’s eyes.

’Wei Luyao calls this an "online friend"?’

They had never seen Wei Luyao act so intimately with any guy.

Forget something as intimate as wiping his sweat; she barely even talked to other guys.

But here she was, taking the initiative to wipe Chen Mo’s sweat.

The roommates all knew exactly what that meant.

It seemed things were really going to turn out just as they’d predicted.

An online friend becomes an online boyfriend, and now they’ve met up in real life.

They’d probably be dropping the "online" part soon, and he’d just be her boyfriend.

After Chen Mo finished the bottle of water, Wei Luyao twisted open another one for him.

"Here, wash your hands."

She aimed the mouth of the water bottle at Chen Mo’s hands and slowly poured.

Chen Mo washed his hands, which had gotten a little dirty from playing ball.

"Thanks."

Chen Mo took a tissue from her, wiped his hands, and gave her a smile.

"Your things."

Wei Luyao carefully handed Chen Mo’s watch, phone, and car key back to him.

She had just heard from a classmate that Chen Mo’s watch was worth 58,000 yuan, and his phone was over 10,000.

Although compared to Chen Mo’s total wealth, a 58,000-yuan watch wasn’t that expensive.

But for her, it was an astronomical price she could never afford to replace.

"It’s getting late, I should head back."

Chen Mo put on his watch, checked the time, and looked at her.

"Okay, I’ll walk you to the school gate."

Wei Luyao nodded lightly, and they walked side-by-side toward the school gate.

She was walking him to the gate because she was afraid he didn’t know the way.

’That must be it.’

When they reached the school gate, Chen Mo saw his car.

"Alright, you head back. Get some rest."

Chen Mo smiled and waved at her.

"Thank you for the big meal today!"

Wei Luyao gave a bright smile, thanking him formally.

"I’ll be waiting for you to treat me."

Chen Mo waved again and walked toward his car.

"Just come over whenever you want to eat!"

Wei Luyao said with a smile, watching his retreating back.

After getting in the car, Chen Mo started it and drove away from the school.

After seeing him leave, she also happily walked back toward her dorm.

Chen Mo got home a little late.

He had worked up a sweat playing ball, so the first thing he did was take a shower and toss his clothes into the washing machine.

After scrolling through some short videos for a while, he went to sleep.

「The next morning.」

With no one to join him for cardio, he disciplined himself to go downstairs for a run.

He’d noticed while playing ball yesterday that his stamina and strength were much greater than when he was in college.

That tall and sturdy guy on the other team couldn’t budge him an inch.

So, he had to keep up his disciplined training routine.

After his morning workout, he went home and made a simple breakfast.

DING~

"Mr. Chen, the renovation crew needs to come in and clear out the broken marble slabs. We need you to come over and open the door."

After he finished breakfast, the designer from the renovation company sent him a WeChat message.

"OK, I’m on my way."

After replying, Chen Mo grabbed his keys and went downstairs.

He got in the car and tried to start the ignition, but found that it wouldn’t turn over.

He tried a few more times, but there was no response at all.

The engine just wouldn’t catch; the car wouldn’t start.

Chen Mo couldn’t help but wonder. It was running perfectly fine when he drove it home last night, so why wouldn’t it suddenly start this morning?

DING!

Just as he was wondering what was going on, a familiar notification sound rang out in his mind.

Hearing the familiar sound, Chen Mo froze for a second, and then a broad smile spread across his face.

’There’s the "ding"!’

He was about to have some bad luck again.

’But what’s the cause of the bad luck this time?’