You Know Not My Ambitions Chapter 10

Dexter lowered his head, and Carlo knew that his heart was moved.

"Hey bro, it's not like you don't have the ability to get her attention. The question is, do you want to use that ability?"

Carlo's voice was extremely provocative. As soon as Dexter raised his eyes, he met his narrow and beautiful eyes.

"I will... think about it carefully." Dexter replied.

"That's right! Think carefully! How long do you need? Is three days enough? Coach Gordon will be back in less than a month. You need some systematic practice. I can be your sparring partner! We can still Call Montenegro and Ewing!"

"No! No need to bother!"

After so many days, Dexter has learned that dk's basketball team is still a first-class team even if it does not exist in Dou Po Qiong, and its main players are absolutely superb. Let them all go out, not so much to be his sparring partner, but to crush him directly.

"Okay, let's make the reservation! Give me a reply in three days! Three days!" Carlo pointed at Dexter, then patted his chest, with the thought of "I'm waiting for you."

After Carlo left, Dexter shook his head.

Carlo was indeed right. If he could really be recruited by DK's basketball team, he might really be able to attract Serin's attention. But when he thought that Reese was on the basketball team, Dexter remembered that fierce and arrogant slam dunk in front of him, and felt inexplicably hot from the soles of his feet to his fingertips.

This feeling is so strange.

In the afternoon of the next day, Dexter sorted out the information and went to work.

There are many international students studying this course, and Dexter does not feel lonely. It's just that he went a little late that day, and when he got to the classroom, there were only two seats left. Fortunately, there is still a Chinese person on his right, and he has not left the organization yet. Fortunately!

Just as he was happily telling the Chinese students next to him that he had completed the game by himself, someone put a laptop on the desk to his right.

The other party's legs seemed to be very long. When he sat down sideways, Dexter even doubted whether the other party's legs would hit the table when folded.

Many female students in the front row turned around with admiring expressions.

Dexter suddenly had a bad feeling. He turned his face sideways and saw that the other person was wearing a dark short windbreaker. The fingers that opened the laptop were very slender. He followed the other person's arms up to his broad shoulders, then his slender neck, and then...that picture With a profile of classical aristocratic elegance...

Dexter almost choked to death on his own saliva!

Why? Why did he meet Reese again!

This time, Dexter couldn't help but ask again: "Elective courses?"

After asking, he regretted it. Why is he talking to this guy? The other party won't pay attention to him anyway.

Sure enough, Reese's beautiful fingers tapped on the keyboard a few times, and a mathematical model came out. Dexter couldn't understand it anyway, and he didn't dare to continue reading. He turned his head and continued chatting in Chinese with the classmates next to him. sky.

"Hey, Dexter! Do you know Reese?"

"I'm not familiar with him." Dexter quickly denied.

The classmates next to Dexter clearly saw Reese's eyebrows raised, seemingly displeased.

"That's a shame! Advanced mathematics is a required course for us!"

"It's easy to pass this class!" Dexter thought to himself how difficult mathematics is in China! The college entrance examination mathematics alone is torture enough.

"What's the use of passing! I need to be good or even excellent. I plan to apply for graduate school!"

"Oh...oh...what does that have to do with that guy?" Dexter was careful not to pronounce Reese's name.

Ever since he learned that Reese knew Chinese, he had become more discerning.

"Reese is a genius in the mathematics department!"

...

It turns out that Reese is actually a top student...

He is extremely handsome, has superb football skills, and is a top student. No wonder he always looks so cool. Who can tell him that he has the talent to pull off?

The class started, and everyone took out their notebooks and started taking notes seriously.

The professor spoke so fast that Dexter could not keep up.

Fortunately, the student next to him had a voice recorder. Dexter thought about asking him to borrow it after class. Now he might as well just follow the professor's ideas.

When Dexter closed the notebook, the pen cap rolled off the table. Before it could roll far away, Dexter quickly stretched out his foot to stop it, but unexpectedly his leg rubbed directly against Reese's leg.

He was startled and quickly pulled his legs back as if he was being burned. When he raised his eyes, he saw Reese looking at him with a cold and slightly mocking gaze.

Damn it, what are you looking at! It's your own legs that are so long! I touched you and you still blame me!

Dexter pretended that nothing happened, faced the podium, and seemed to be listening carefully. But with obsessive-compulsive disorder, he always remembered that his pen cap was resting firmly next to Reese's casual shoes.

Ten minutes passed, and Reese was listening to the class with his arms folded. Dexter suddenly felt that an opportunity had come!

He bent down, came under the table, and crawled towards the cap of his pen.

His breath caught in his throat, sneaking beneath Reese's legs.

He sighed again, why is this bastard's legs so long!

Just when he stretched out his arm and his fingertips were about to reach the pen cap, Reese's left foot raised slightly and stepped directly on the pen cap!

oh! my God! Don't step on my pen cap!

Dexter's heart was about to burst!

It was a huge writing pen that Dexter brought from China. After being divided between Zhou Bin and Maoxian, there were only two or three pens left, so Dexter must protect his pen cap!

He considered in his mind, should he lift Reese's feet?

At that moment, Reese raised his foot slightly, and the pen cap went to the other side of his shoe.

good chance!

In order to reach the pen cap, Dexter moved forward with difficulty, his hand carefully going around Reese's left leg. The moment he picked up the pen cap, Reese's leg suddenly moved, with the effect of sweeping thousands of troops. , Dexter's head was pushed towards the corner of the table, and his entire face was about to be deformed.

Mom------

Dexter fell to the ground, and the classmates next to him finally noticed something was wrong with him.

"Dexter! What's wrong with you?"

Reese's long legs were still pressed tightly against each other, leaving no room for Dexter to retreat.

"I...I'm picking up the pen cap!" Dexter answered with difficulty.

"ah?"

Dexter patted Reese's calf hard: "Hey...let me get up..."

Reese acted as if he didn't hear anything and kept typing on the keyboard to record notes.

Dexter's face turned red. He tried to break Reese's leg, but the other party remained motionless.

The classmate next to him hurriedly said to Reese: "Reddington, my classmate was picking up the pen cap below and was pinned down by your legs. Can you please let him move back?"

"Oh?" Reese stepped back slightly, moved his legs sideways, and Dexter finally crawled out from under the table.

The moment he raised his head, he met Reese's lowered eyes.

It's still his signature smile, a little cold, but it's not mocking but teasing.

It was as if Dexter had become a child playing in mud on the ground who was discovered by an adult.

A feeling of displeasure arises spontaneously.

Dexter couldn't fight him, so he could only sit back in his seat resignedly, pretending to listen to the professor's lecture attentively, but he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

After finally getting through to the end of get out of class, Dexter could finally leave Reese's range.

A group of Chinese students were discussing where to have a gathering at noon. Dexter was excitedly about to join them, but he felt as if something was grabbing him by his collar.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Reese tugging at the corner of his lips, hooking himself with one hand, and waving his back towards other Chinese students with the other hand.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

"Well, do you and Reddington have something to say? We'll send you a text message as soon as we decide on the restaurant! See you in the restaurant!"

Those guys abandoned Dexter and left without any sense of loyalty.

When only Dexter and Reese were left in the classroom, Reese still had no intention of letting him go. Instead, he gently pulled Dexter and fell back on his seat.

When he turned around, he saw Reese holding his chin, sitting next to him, looking at him with cold eyes.

"I know you don't love basketball, so I don't want Carlo to waste unnecessary time on you, let alone my teammates have unnecessary expectations for you."

In my impression, Reese rarely spoke.

So Dexter was a little surprised when he said such a long speech to himself.

This is the time to open up the skylight and speak out!

"Okay...I will tell Carlo that I don't want to see that coach Gordon..." Dexter swallowed, "So I won't waste Carlo's time and I won't let you What the teammates are looking forward to."

I don’t know if Reese is satisfied with this answer?

"You follow me to meet someone. If after meeting this person, you still decide not to meet Coach Gordon and have no interest in DK's basketball team, I won't let Carlo and the others disturb your life again."

"What? Want to meet someone else?"

Dexter was dumbfounded. He thought Reese meant that he didn't want him to join the basketball team!

Reese stood up, walked towards the door, turned back and raised his chin at Dexter: "What are you still standing there for?"

Dexter stood up and followed Reese reluctantly.

This guy is very tall. The sunlight falls on his shoulders and scatters. There is a kingly aura in his walking steps. Wherever he goes, there are always people stopping to look in his direction.

Dexter thought about simply running away, but both of Reese's elective courses were compulsory for him, so there was no way he would not take them!

Reese took Dexter to the school parking lot.

It was a black Land Rover off-road vehicle. Reese easily stepped into the driver's seat. Dexter was originally going to sit in the back, but Reese lowered his body and opened the passenger seat. His eyes just glanced at Dexter. Dexter felt like he had been shaved off a layer of flesh by the other party.

He bravely got into the car, and Reese said coldly: "Seat belt."

"Oh." Dexter was so nervous that he couldn't even press the buckle in.