She walked up to Ji Chicheng, smiling and said, "Real Madrid won again, huh? I also think that Ronaldo is better than that Messi guy."
At her words, Ji Chicheng turned his head and gave her a look of speechlessness.
She lifted her eyebrows in confusion.
With an expressionless face, Ji Chicheng nodded, "Mmm, you have a good eye."
No, something was off about his gaze and tone. Ji Anning's attention shifted back to the TV screen, where she saw a group of tall, burly black players holding trophies and basketballs. It suddenly dawned on her.
This... was basketball.
Ronaldo and Messi play soccer!!!
This guy, he even said she had a good eye...
All evening, she suffered countless awkward moments. Ji Anning turned her head, looking dejectedly at the man still serenely watching the TV.
He must have been laughing at her inwardly.
