Forced to Date 3 Alphas in a Comic: Chapter 10

Forced to Date 3 Alphas in a Comic: Chapter 10: 1v1

As soon as school ended, Chao Xun packed his bag, carrying the unfinished lemon soda that Mi Yu had “specially gifted” him, and headed toward the gym.

Then he ran into Mi Yu coming out of the back door.

The two made eye contact, both startled.

Chao Xun reacted first. He shook the drink bottle in his hand and said with a smile: “Thank you for the drink. I love lemon soda!”

“…”

Mi Yu stared at him, as if wanting to say something, but no sound came out for a long while.

Seeing him silent, Chao Xun quickly changed the subject: “By the way, are you participating in the weekend outdoor activity? I think we should participate in more group activities, so I signed up.”

Mi Yu hadn’t expected him to participate and was somewhat surprised, but he covered his emotions with impatience.

“Aren’t you training?”

Chao Xun explained: “I’ve already asked the coach for leave and he agreed. So if you’re not going, I wanted to report to you that I won’t be here Monday and Tuesday.”

“Why are you reporting to me? You think I’m your boyfriend?” Mi Yu seemed to explode with anger, “Chao Xun, I gave you that drink because I bought the wrong one, not to give you a hint. Get it straight, you’re just my teammate!”

He turned and ran off, as if a ghost were chasing him from behind.

Chao Xun: “…”

So that bottle was actually bought by him. He had thought it was something someone else gave him that he didn’t want.

Chao Xun stood there confused, thinking about what he had said that was wrong, scaring the other like that.

But… Chao Xun frowned, recalling. If he wasn’t mistaken, Mi Yu’s ears seemed to have turned red…?

…

Late May, Longbei had just experienced a lingering drizzle. The air carried the faint scent of fresh grass, accompanied by a cool breeze brushing against Chao Xun’s face.

Chao Xun trod on the damp track, completing today’s jog. As usual, after stretching came the competitive training arranged by the coach.

He habitually walked toward Mi Yu’s direction, but Xie Qianyi called out to him: “Chao Xun, switch teams with Wang Nan today.”

Chao Xun’s footsteps paused, and he cooperatively turned around and walked back.

Mi Yu stood in place, glaring at his retreating figure, then used his gaze to question the coach.

Such a fierce expression. Xie Qianyi thought to himself, as if his wife had run away.

Xie Qianyi lazily crossed his arms, standing to the side explaining: “Team match. Don’t forget, Chao Xun also needs to build chemistry with other teammates.”

“Additionally—” Coach Xie stared at Mi Yu, practically naming him directly, “some people, when placed in the opponent’s position, can better recognize their own shortcomings.”

Mi Yu pursed his lips. Pointing at him again.

Chao Xun actually felt the coach made a good point. He had recently wanted to be Mi Yu’s opponent too, but constrained by his character setting and mission, he couldn’t directly speak up.

This time the coach had given him an opportunity.

Over there, Wang Nan also walked toward the opposite side, expressionless, not looking at him. Chao Xun did glance at him. The two of them had clashed positions and had always been opponents.

His combination with Mi Yu had caused Wang Nan to never win even once.

The taste of constant losing was very unpleasant.

Chao Xun walked over to the teammates he usually faced. As soon as he approached, a male stretched out his arm and draped it over his shoulder, pulling him toward himself.

This movement nearly made him bump into the other’s chest. Before he could steady himself, he heard a laughing voice from above his head.

“Finally got to team up with you, it’s been a month.” Wei Tong lowered his head to look at him: “In a bit, pass all the balls to me like you do with Mi Yu, you hear me.”

Over 190cm tall, with a massive build, the Alpha’s arm was like an iron lock. After steadying himself, Chao Xun tried to break free, moving once but not escaping.

“Let go of me first.” Chao Xun said in a low voice.

“No.” Wei Tong used a joking tone, “Unless you promise me.”

Favoritism was a privilege he gave to Mi Yu, why should he give it to you too? Chao Xun didn’t want to promise.

Before he could speak again, the person in front of him suddenly leaned backward, as if pulled by someone.

“Thud”

“Damn!”

A basketball flew over from the opposite side, smashing hard into Wei Tong’s head, making him stumble back a step. The arm draped over Chao Xun’s shoulder loosened as a result.

“He told you to let go, didn’t you hear?” Mi Yu stood in place, staring dead at Wei Tong across from him, his face dark as water.

Clearly, that ball had been thrown by him.

The teammate standing beside him heard this icy voice and realized he was truly angry, the very angry kind.

What’s with Brother Mi, getting angry for Chao Xun? Wasn’t he always annoyed by him?

Everyone simultaneously looked at Chao Xun, who was hurriedly running away from Wei Tong’s side, bending down to hide at the very back of the team.

Wei Tong was also furious. He had long been displeased with this second-year student. Already having a bad temper, he now directly opened his mouth to curse in exasperation: “I’m talking with my teammate, what business is it of yours to”

“Shut up, all of you!”

Xie Qianyi roared at this moment, his voice emitting a sharp hum through the handheld megaphone, and the gym instantly fell silent.

The reserve players training in the distance froze, the basketball in their hands not caught, rolling to the ground and bouncing a few times with dull thuds.

Xie Qianyi saw that both sides had stopped talking, put down the amplifier, and said to the red-faced Wei Tong: “Settle any conflicts with basketball. Anyone who says one more word gets out.”

Wei Tong rubbed his shoulder and stopped cursing. He stared at Mi Yu with a sinister look, while the latter remained silent, standing in position with his teammates.

This big guy angered the person I like, Chao Xun thought. In a bit, I’m definitely not passing the ball to him.

Thinking this in his heart, but when it actually came to the game, Chao Xun would still subconsciously choose the optimal solution to pass. Wei Tong’s height was among the top in the team, and his ball skills and speed were above average.

This resulted in many balls still being passed by Chao Xun into his hands.

Wei Tong was satisfied, but Mi Yu grew increasingly furious.

His side was constantly getting intercepted. After finally getting the ball passed to him, he would be guarded by at least two people, making it difficult to break through and forcing him to pass. Once he passed, his side got intercepted again, an endless cycle.

And most of the interceptions were by Chao Xun on the opposite side.

After Chao Xun went from teammate to opponent, Mi Yu realized the other was far more capable than he had imagined.

From the start, he considered his teammates’ situations to distribute attention, adjusted strategy to coordinate with teammates, practically controlling the entire team’s rhythm.

Damn, what a mess his side was playing.

Mi Yu thought irritably, and in his depressed mood, an inexplicable sense of grievance arose.

You like me, yet you keep passing the ball to that big idiot.

The moment Mi Yu realized what he was thinking, he was terrified. He was playing a match on the court, not passing little red flowers in kindergarten, how could he have such an embarrassing thought.

Chao Xun took advantage of his momentary daze, mercilessly intercepting the basketball from his hands, as if mocking his childishness.

Damn it, I’m on the court thinking about him and spacing out, yet he takes advantage of my vulnerability.

Mi Yu at this point also couldn’t care whether his thoughts were embarrassing or not. He only wanted to rise up and chase, casting aside all distracting emotions.

Ten minutes passed, both sides paused to rest. Wei Tong’s team was leading in score.

Seeing this result, Wei Tong wore a smug smile on his face, provocatively giving Mi Yu a friendly gesture.

Mi Yu gritted his teeth, squeezing the plastic bottle in his hand until it crackled.

Chao Xun still stayed far away from Wei Tong, to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

He had passed many balls to this tall guy just now, and Mi Yu had definitely noticed. As a pursuer, this was very embarrassing for the other party, but as an opponent, Chao Xun felt he had done nothing wrong.

One matter at a time, Mi Yu would understand.

Mi Yu did understand, but the frustration in his heart couldn’t be controlled.

In the second period, Mi Yu tried to concentrate to break through the deadlock. Through his unremitting efforts, he finally succeeded a few times, but his teammates’ condition gradually declined.

When the ball was on their side, it flew around chaotically. When it reached the opponent’s side, it was delivered precisely to the right place.

Mi Yu felt his anger was about to burst again. After Wang Nan replaced Chao Xun, not only did they fail to coordinate, but later it became even more chaotic, with five people each doing their own thing.

When the second period ended, his patience was finally exhausted. He slammed the ball to the ground: “Not playing.”

Everyone else’s movements stopped as well. For a moment no one dared to say anything, all turning their gazes toward him.

Chao Xun also stopped his running footsteps. He had just been reflexively chasing the ball, and now stood in place holding the ball, looking rather dazed.

Is he angry because I kept intercepting his balls? Chao Xun thought somewhat puzzled.

Wei Tong was the first to mock: “The young master can’t even take this little bit? Indeed, can’t afford to lose.”

Mi Yu didn’t lose his rationality over this level of provocation. Instead, he stared at the other expressionlessly: “1v1?”

Wei Tong had lost more than won in 1v1 against him before. This was also the reason he had long been displeased with the other but never made a big deal of it. But today’s small victory gave Wei Tong a surge of confidence. He felt he was quite capable now.

So he picked up a basketball from the ground and strode forward, shouting: “Sure, come! If you lose, Chao Xun belongs to my side from now on.”

Huh, how did this involve me? Chao Xun was stunned. What do you mean belongs to your side? Where do you get this confidence?

“Hey, what are you deciding on your own!” Chao Xun quickly clarified his position, “Mi Yu, I’m not going.”

Mi Yu didn’t look at Chao Xun, only staring into his opponent’s eyes, his voice cold enough to drop ice: “Putting aside whether you can win or not, who do you think you are, that you can decide other people’s thoughts?”

Wei Tong got blocked by two people, his anger surging again: “Less nonsense, hurry up!”

No one spoke. Xie Qianyi just watched from the side, not stopping them.

Chao Xun looked at Mi Yu worriedly, his lips tightly pressed, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Worried I’ll lose? Mi Yu saw, thinking to himself, if it weren’t for you giving him confidence, he could have boasted about this once-in-a-decade achievement tonight.

The two stood facing each other with their balls, dark clouds and lightning seeming to swirl around them.

Zhuang Xu acted as referee, picking up the whistle and blowing the start signal.

When the whistle signaling the end sounded again, Mi Yu won, Wei Tong lost.

Chao Xun wasn’t surprised at all. This was the protagonist, beating a minor character like you was effortless.

Mi Yu coolly flicked the ball, and it landed steadily into the basket above. Without waiting for the ball to fall, he turned and left the court.

Wei Tong, standing beneath the basket, looked as if he had been slapped in the face.

Chao Xun immediately transformed into an adoring fan, leading the applause.

As expected of you.

Mi Yu subtly glanced at Chao Xun, reading these four big words in his eyes, and couldn’t help scoffing inwardly.

Don’t love me too much.

Zhuang Xu had also been watching from the side the whole time, and now took in Mi Yu’s expression completely.

He had eaten so much melon today he was choking.

Ji Yongning, I told you to come but you didn’t, you’re missing out big time. You didn’t see Brother Mi’s spectacular performance today.

Brother Mi’s earlier display was like a warrior fighting for love, except it was for a Beta he once hated.

Simply indescribable.

If Ji Yongning were here, he would definitely evaluate it thus: a peacock spreading its feathers.