Eat at my house at noon.

The third class in the morning passed by quickly, and once the bell for recess rang, the students of Senior Class 2 all made their way to the playground. After all, the last class of the day was Physical Education, so everybody took the chance to enjoy themselves to the fullest.

Jack had found a basketball somewhere and was shooting hoops with a few classmates on the basketball court at the edge of the playground. He really seemed to have inherited the athletic gene from African Americans, his skills in basketball were pretty impressive. He even attracted a few girls from other classes, who stood outside the court watching the game.

"Boss, look, that three-pointer Jack made just now was awesome, he scored from so far away," Zhao Xiaotian said animatedly, as though Jack's success was a reflection of his own prestige.