Translator: Re
Editor: Mims
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Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“His wrist has a freshmen admissions watermark. It takes many days to wash it off,” Reese replied.
“Oh! God! He looks so small! I really thought he was a middle school student! No wonder he was so angry when I called him a kid!”
Reese did not continue to respond to Carlo. Putting on headphones, he listened quietly to music.
“Hey – I said, what if I really introduce him to Coach Gordon?”
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“There are many players who have better basic skills than him, more stable techniques than him, and a higher shooting percentage than him. Why do you think Coach Gordon should recruit him?” Reese calmly asked.
“With my intuition! We need a good point guard… there are enough scoring players in the team. Whether it’s the center ‘Montenegro’, shooting guard Ewing, or me. Not to mention you… We’re all guys with an independent style of play but the basketball court is not our personal show. But that kid… ah, no, that new student is different! His dribble is already quite skilled and his judgement and prediction of the movements of each player on the court is very good! The timing of his passes is also great… I don’t know where he got the ability from but… I think you and I must have a similar hunch. He will link all of us!”
“That’s just your wishful thinking. He doesn’t love basketball like you, so even if you scout him, don’t expect him to love basketball as much as you do.”
Reese’s words were like a basin of cold water pouring down, causing Carlo to be silent.
At this time, Nie Chuan held a chocolate in his mouth as he stared intently at the computer, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.
When his mother opened the door, “YOU ARE DEAD” appeared on Nie Chuan’s computer screen.
“Xiao Chuan ah, if you eat chocolate you need to remember to brush your teeth then sleep ah!”
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“I know!” Nie Chuan nodded.
“You have to go to bed earlier ah! Tomorrow you need to go back to school!”
“En! En!”
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan turned off his computer, packed up the things he needed for school tomorrow, then laid down in bed. He opened the Playboy that Zhou Bin gave him for his birthday this year, looked through it until he got sleepy, and fell asleep in this way.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the basketball court again. The bright light was rather dazzling and opposite him was Reese Reddington in a black jersey!
Reese dribbled the ball in front of Nie Chuan. He was stopped by one of the opponents but his steps were graceful like a noble gentleman. After he deceived his opponent, he was faced with the double defense of the opponents’ power forward and center.
He suddenly threw the ball backwards. Nie Chuan stopped at that position accurately. Catching the ball, he quickly and smoothly bypassed two people, then threw the ball in Reese’s direction.
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Under Niechuan’s gaze, Reese jumped up, and the two opponents who came to intercept him were completely overwhelmed by his momentum. After receiving the ball, Reese made a slam dunk that simply couldn’t be more powerful!
Nie Chuan only felt cool from his head all the way down to the tips of his toes!
After landing, Reese turned and rubbed Nie Chuan’s head.
Hey! Who said you can rub my head –
Nie Chuan screamed and opened his eyes, and realized that he was no longer on the basketball court!
Everything just now was actually a dream!
What is this weird dream?
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan looked sideways at the time, it is only 5:30 in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and suddenly realized what was going on. The moment he opened his quilt, he almost coughed a mouthful of blood.
Nima! Nima! Nima! [T/N: nima (your mom) = f*ck]
Inside Nie Chuan’s quiet little world, tens of thousands of grass mud horses trampled over him. [T/N: grass mud horses = cǎo nímǎ]
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“Xiao Chuan? What happened? If you’re awake then come down for breakfast! Mother has spring rolls and soy milk for you!”
Nie Chuan breathed out, quickly took off his underwear, and threw it into the sink for a furious scrubbing.
“Xiao Chuan? What happened to you?” Mother Nie’s voice came.
Nie Chuan’s shoulders jumped. With one hand holding his ‘little brother’, he used his other hand to close the door, “Mom – what are you doing! I haven’t put on pants yet!”
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“Hey! Are you shy now? When you were a child and you let me wipe your butt, why didn’t I see you shy then?”
Nie Chuan’s face was red.
There must be a mistake ah! How could he have dreamed of Reese Reddington! This is really too horrifying! That guy has no chest, no butt, and a ruthless and arrogant appearance!
“Xiao Chuan, are you done? Your father is waiting for you! If you still don’t come down, he won’t send you. You can go to school yourself!”
“Coming–”
How could he go by himself? DK is in the suburbs. If he went by himself, it will take more than an hour!
When Nie Chuan saw that the traces on his pants had been washed away, he immediately found another pair to put on, grabbed his bag, rushed out the door, drank a large mouthful of soy milk, and held a spring roll in his mouth. As soon as he went out the door he saw Zhou Bin sitting in Father Nie’s car grinning at him.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“How are you, this kid, also in this car!” Nie Chuan’s face was dissatisfied but in his heart he was very happy.
“Nonsense! If I wasn’t afraid of you feeling lonely, I would have already gone with Mao Xian to another university! Look at your father’s car, why are you complaining!”
Nie Chuan “hehe” laughed and felt the spring roll fall from his mouth.
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“Put it away ah! Only you are like this! Be careful or else no blonde haired blue eyed beauties will like you!”
Nie Chuan quickly grabbed the spring roll and got into the car.
Zhou Bin is a childhood friend of Nie Chuan’s. They attended elementary school and junior high school together in China. In high school, Zhou Bin followed his parents to the United States. Nie Chuan was originally afraid that it would be difficult for him and Zhou Bin to meet due to being separated on opposite ends of the world. Who knew that when he just graduated from high school, his parents also moved to the United States, and it was even in the same city as Zhou Bin’s parents.
This is really a fated reunion!
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As for Mao Xian (毛線), his real name is actually Mao Xian (毛顯). Originally he planned to enter DK together with Zhou Bin and Nie Chuan. Although Dk is not part of the Ivy League, it is also a famous university. Mao Xian’s performance on the SAT was really “stunning.” According to Zhou Bin’s analysis, even if Mao Xian retested again next year, it is impossible to create a miracle so Mao Xian can only go to another college.
“Here, this is what Mao Xian told me to bring you.” Zhou Bin threw a backpack to Nie Chuan.
Nie Chuan opened it for a look and immediately smiled.
“Look at how silly your smile is! If I didn’t know I would have thought Mao Xian sent you a bag of *mao pian!”
[T/N: Mao pian (毛片) – literally translates to “hair pieces” and refers to pornographic films]
“Hey!” Nie Chuan glared at Zhou Bin. He must know that Father Nie was still sitting in the front seat!
In the bag was a large pack of chocolates in various flavors, many of which were imported from Belgium.
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Nie Chuan, hugging the bag, exclaimed, “I have never loved Mao Xian so much!”
Because the school is too far away from Nie Chuan’s home, he has to live on campus except on weekends. He is studying IT while Zhou Bin is studying journalism. They were very lucky to be in the same school.
So for Nie Chuan, apart from his love life which never produced any results, everything else was perfect.
The scenery at Dk University is very beautiful. Whether it was a tree, a fallen leaf, or a bird perched on the top of the college’s white marble roof, all were comparable to movie scenes.
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Strolling around such a campus is a great enjoyment for Nie Chuan.
After the morning classes was a long lunch break. Nie Chuan and Zhou Bin met in one of the school’s restaurants, talking and laughing while waiting in line for their food.
At this time, by the window seat, two tall men attracted the attention of many students.
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Carlo was awkwardly using chopsticks to hold a meatball. In the end he decided to use a fork to ruthlessly stab down on it before contently putting it in his mouth.
“En- um- it tastes good.”
Opposite him, Reese skillfully used chopsticks to pick up a piece of Kung Pao chicken and sent it into his mouth. His posture was elegant like in a high-end Western restaurant.
“I really don’t understand what you’re doing in an Asian restaurant if you can’t even use chopsticks.”
With the increasing number of international students, many restaurants have been set up in universities. Apart from Asian restaurants, there are also many other types of restaurants. DK’s Asian restaurant is very famous. It is said that the Chinese food served there basically covers all eight major cuisines. Other cuisines, such as Korean and Japanese cuisine, have also attracted many students.
Carlo accidentally ate a pepper, and his eyes reddened.
“Didn’t you say that kid is a student at DK? I don’t know what his major is! But he should be more accustomed to Asian tastes! So I think as long as I stay in an Asian restaurant, I will eventually see him.”
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“You’re so interested in him. Why didn’t you just ask for his phone number and address in the beginning, and then send a truck of roses along the way,” Reese said coolly.
“How would I know that he was also a DK student at that time? Wait… why should I send him roses? Or even a truck?”
“Because right now you look like a stalker.”
At this time, Nie Chuan and Zhou Bin, each holding a plate, were searching for seats while laughing and talking.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan was laughing so much at Zhou Bin’s joke that tears almost came out and didn’t know who his elbow knocked into. His whole plate almost flew out. Fortunately, he quickly stabilized the plate but the soup still spilled out and splashed onto the hem of someone’s shirt.
Nie Chuan slowly raised his head. The other person was taller than him by more than a head and muscular.
When that furious gaze landed on him, Nie Chuan felt a chill in his heart – wasn’t this Billy, Lily’s football boyfriend?
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“S-sorry…” Nie Chuan wanted to get a paper towel to help the other person wipe it off but he didn’t even dare to touch him.
As long as this muscular football player randomly pushed, wouldn’t he be able to fly directly into the ceiling?
“You were deliberate, kid!” Billy’s voice seemed to come from the gap between his teeth.
“No… I didn’t mean it…” Nie Chuan instinctively stepped back.
Zhou Bin hurriedly opened his mouth to smooth things over since his English was better than Nie Chuan’s, “He really didn’t mean it, he just didn’t see you…”
When his voice fell, Zhou Bin realized that he had made a mistake. Billy was so big, how could Nie Chuan not see him unless he was blind?
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Translator: Re
Editor: Mims
——————————
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“His wrist has a freshmen admissions watermark. It takes many days to wash it off,” Reese replied.
“Oh! God! He looks so small! I really thought he was a middle school student! No wonder he was so angry when I called him a kid!”
Reese did not continue to respond to Carlo. Putting on headphones, he listened quietly to music.
“Hey – I said, what if I really introduce him to Coach Gordon?”
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“There are many players who have better basic skills than him, more stable techniques than him, and a higher shooting percentage than him. Why do you think Coach Gordon should recruit him?” Reese calmly asked.
“With my intuition! We need a good point guard… there are enough scoring players in the team. Whether it’s the center ‘Montenegro’, shooting guard Ewing, or me. Not to mention you… We’re all guys with an independent style of play but the basketball court is not our personal show. But that kid… ah, no, that new student is different! His dribble is already quite skilled and his judgement and prediction of the movements of each player on the court is very good! The timing of his passes is also great… I don’t know where he got the ability from but… I think you and I must have a similar hunch. He will link all of us!”
“That’s just your wishful thinking. He doesn’t love basketball like you, so even if you scout him, don’t expect him to love basketball as much as you do.”
Reese’s words were like a basin of cold water pouring down, causing Carlo to be silent.
At this time, Nie Chuan held a chocolate in his mouth as he stared intently at the computer, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard.
When his mother opened the door, “YOU ARE DEAD” appeared on Nie Chuan’s computer screen.
“Xiao Chuan ah, if you eat chocolate you need to remember to brush your teeth then sleep ah!”
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“I know!” Nie Chuan nodded.
“You have to go to bed earlier ah! Tomorrow you need to go back to school!”
“En! En!”
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan turned off his computer, packed up the things he needed for school tomorrow, then laid down in bed. He opened the Playboy that Zhou Bin gave him for his birthday this year, looked through it until he got sleepy, and fell asleep in this way.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the basketball court again. The bright light was rather dazzling and opposite him was Reese Reddington in a black jersey!
Reese dribbled the ball in front of Nie Chuan. He was stopped by one of the opponents but his steps were graceful like a noble gentleman. After he deceived his opponent, he was faced with the double defense of the opponents’ power forward and center.
He suddenly threw the ball backwards. Nie Chuan stopped at that position accurately. Catching the ball, he quickly and smoothly bypassed two people, then threw the ball in Reese’s direction.
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Under Niechuan’s gaze, Reese jumped up, and the two opponents who came to intercept him were completely overwhelmed by his momentum. After receiving the ball, Reese made a slam dunk that simply couldn’t be more powerful!
Nie Chuan only felt cool from his head all the way down to the tips of his toes!
After landing, Reese turned and rubbed Nie Chuan’s head.
Hey! Who said you can rub my head –
Nie Chuan screamed and opened his eyes, and realized that he was no longer on the basketball court!
Everything just now was actually a dream!
What is this weird dream?
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan looked sideways at the time, it is only 5:30 in the morning. He rubbed his eyes and suddenly realized what was going on. The moment he opened his quilt, he almost coughed a mouthful of blood.
Nima! Nima! Nima! [T/N: nima (your mom) = f*ck]
Inside Nie Chuan’s quiet little world, tens of thousands of grass mud horses trampled over him. [T/N: grass mud horses = cǎo nímǎ]
Please visit chrysanthemumgarden.com
“Xiao Chuan? What happened? If you’re awake then come down for breakfast! Mother has spring rolls and soy milk for you!”
Nie Chuan breathed out, quickly took off his underwear, and threw it into the sink for a furious scrubbing.
“Xiao Chuan? What happened to you?” Mother Nie’s voice came.
Nie Chuan’s shoulders jumped. With one hand holding his ‘little brother’, he used his other hand to close the door, “Mom – what are you doing! I haven’t put on pants yet!”
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“Hey! Are you shy now? When you were a child and you let me wipe your butt, why didn’t I see you shy then?”
Nie Chuan’s face was red.
There must be a mistake ah! How could he have dreamed of Reese Reddington! This is really too horrifying! That guy has no chest, no butt, and a ruthless and arrogant appearance!
“Xiao Chuan, are you done? Your father is waiting for you! If you still don’t come down, he won’t send you. You can go to school yourself!”
“Coming–”
How could he go by himself? DK is in the suburbs. If he went by himself, it will take more than an hour!
When Nie Chuan saw that the traces on his pants had been washed away, he immediately found another pair to put on, grabbed his bag, rushed out the door, drank a large mouthful of soy milk, and held a spring roll in his mouth. As soon as he went out the door he saw Zhou Bin sitting in Father Nie’s car grinning at him.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
“How are you, this kid, also in this car!” Nie Chuan’s face was dissatisfied but in his heart he was very happy.
“Nonsense! If I wasn’t afraid of you feeling lonely, I would have already gone with Mao Xian to another university! Look at your father’s car, why are you complaining!”
Nie Chuan “hehe” laughed and felt the spring roll fall from his mouth.
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
“Put it away ah! Only you are like this! Be careful or else no blonde haired blue eyed beauties will like you!”
Nie Chuan quickly grabbed the spring roll and got into the car.
Zhou Bin is a childhood friend of Nie Chuan’s. They attended elementary school and junior high school together in China. In high school, Zhou Bin followed his parents to the United States. Nie Chuan was originally afraid that it would be difficult for him and Zhou Bin to meet due to being separated on opposite ends of the world. Who knew that when he just graduated from high school, his parents also moved to the United States, and it was even in the same city as Zhou Bin’s parents.
This is really a fated reunion!
Please visit chrysanthemumgarden.com
As for Mao Xian (毛線), his real name is actually Mao Xian (毛顯). Originally he planned to enter DK together with Zhou Bin and Nie Chuan. Although Dk is not part of the Ivy League, it is also a famous university. Mao Xian’s performance on the SAT was really “stunning.” According to Zhou Bin’s analysis, even if Mao Xian retested again next year, it is impossible to create a miracle so Mao Xian can only go to another college.
“Here, this is what Mao Xian told me to bring you.” Zhou Bin threw a backpack to Nie Chuan.
Nie Chuan opened it for a look and immediately smiled.
“Look at how silly your smile is! If I didn’t know I would have thought Mao Xian sent you a bag of *mao pian!”
[T/N: Mao pian (毛片) – literally translates to “hair pieces” and refers to pornographic films]
“Hey!” Nie Chuan glared at Zhou Bin. He must know that Father Nie was still sitting in the front seat!
In the bag was a large pack of chocolates in various flavors, many of which were imported from Belgium.
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
Nie Chuan, hugging the bag, exclaimed, “I have never loved Mao Xian so much!”
Because the school is too far away from Nie Chuan’s home, he has to live on campus except on weekends. He is studying IT while Zhou Bin is studying journalism. They were very lucky to be in the same school.
So for Nie Chuan, apart from his love life which never produced any results, everything else was perfect.
The scenery at Dk University is very beautiful. Whether it was a tree, a fallen leaf, or a bird perched on the top of the college’s white marble roof, all were comparable to movie scenes.
Please visit chrysanthemumgarden.com
Strolling around such a campus is a great enjoyment for Nie Chuan.
After the morning classes was a long lunch break. Nie Chuan and Zhou Bin met in one of the school’s restaurants, talking and laughing while waiting in line for their food.
At this time, by the window seat, two tall men attracted the attention of many students.
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
Carlo was awkwardly using chopsticks to hold a meatball. In the end he decided to use a fork to ruthlessly stab down on it before contently putting it in his mouth.
“En- um- it tastes good.”
Opposite him, Reese skillfully used chopsticks to pick up a piece of Kung Pao chicken and sent it into his mouth. His posture was elegant like in a high-end Western restaurant.
“I really don’t understand what you’re doing in an Asian restaurant if you can’t even use chopsticks.”
With the increasing number of international students, many restaurants have been set up in universities. Apart from Asian restaurants, there are also many other types of restaurants. DK’s Asian restaurant is very famous. It is said that the Chinese food served there basically covers all eight major cuisines. Other cuisines, such as Korean and Japanese cuisine, have also attracted many students.
Carlo accidentally ate a pepper, and his eyes reddened.
“Didn’t you say that kid is a student at DK? I don’t know what his major is! But he should be more accustomed to Asian tastes! So I think as long as I stay in an Asian restaurant, I will eventually see him.”
Read more BL at chrysanthemumgarden.com
“You’re so interested in him. Why didn’t you just ask for his phone number and address in the beginning, and then send a truck of roses along the way,” Reese said coolly.
“How would I know that he was also a DK student at that time? Wait… why should I send him roses? Or even a truck?”
“Because right now you look like a stalker.”
At this time, Nie Chuan and Zhou Bin, each holding a plate, were searching for seats while laughing and talking.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Nie Chuan was laughing so much at Zhou Bin’s joke that tears almost came out and didn’t know who his elbow knocked into. His whole plate almost flew out. Fortunately, he quickly stabilized the plate but the soup still spilled out and splashed onto the hem of someone’s shirt.
Nie Chuan slowly raised his head. The other person was taller than him by more than a head and muscular.
When that furious gaze landed on him, Nie Chuan felt a chill in his heart – wasn’t this Billy, Lily’s football boyfriend?
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
“S-sorry…” Nie Chuan wanted to get a paper towel to help the other person wipe it off but he didn’t even dare to touch him.
As long as this muscular football player randomly pushed, wouldn’t he be able to fly directly into the ceiling?
“You were deliberate, kid!” Billy’s voice seemed to come from the gap between his teeth.
“No… I didn’t mean it…” Nie Chuan instinctively stepped back.
Zhou Bin hurriedly opened his mouth to smooth things over since his English was better than Nie Chuan’s, “He really didn’t mean it, he just didn’t see you…”
When his voice fell, Zhou Bin realized that he had made a mistake. Billy was so big, how could Nie Chuan not see him unless he was blind?
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