Chapter 182: Feeding You a Mouthful of Dog Food

Watching Yang Tianxing stretch out his neck, Liu Jiaoyue finally realized she had fallen for his trick again.

Although she was charmingly naive and quite slow when it came to worldly affairs, her shyness was genuine; even if she was reluctant to part with Yang Tianxing, kissing in full view of everyone required a great deal of courage.

Yang Tianxing closed his eyes and stretched out his neck, guessing in his heart whether Liu Jiaoyue would kiss him, but he didn't expect a sudden coolness on his face?

"You actually kissed me?!"

Yang Tianxing opened his eyes in surprise, only to see Liu Jiaoyue pouting her rounded lips, her long eyelashes drooping, and a finger extended to press against his face, looking silly.

Yang Tianxing grew anxious the moment he saw this: "I told you to kiss me, not to press on me."

"Come on."

Yang Tianxing continued to coax: "Come on, just a quick peck, it'll be over in a second."

"There are too many people."

Liu Jiaoyue whispered; it wasn't that she hadn't tried just now, but the sports field was bustling, and classmates from their own class would pass by occasionally, so she really couldn't let go.

He Yulin had been walking in front of Liu Jiaoyue, and just as she turned her head to speak to her, she realized she had fallen far behind.

It turned out that the scumbag Yang Tianxing had appeared, holding a pile of sportswear in his arms, seemingly helping Liu Jiaoyue carry them.

"Are you two performing a play?"

He Yulin walked over and asked; the two of them were in a rather comical pose, with Yang Tianxing sticking his neck out in front of Liu Jiaoyue, and Liu Jiaoyue pressing her index finger against Yang Tianxing's face.

Hearing the voice of this third wheel, He Yulin, Yang Tianxing knew in his heart that his mischief wouldn't be completed.

"Nothing, I got a pimple on my face, so I asked her to help me pop it."

Yang Tianxing explained haphazardly.

"Getting pimples is caused by an irregular schedule."

He Yulin said earnestly: "We eat and rest on time at school, so we rarely get these things on our faces; you only get them because you're always out socializing."

"Can you really spout a bunch of nonsense just because of a pimple?"

Yang Tianxing was almost laughed into anger: "Fine, I'll come clean; actually, this isn't a pimple, it's me bubbling over with beauty—do you have anything else to say?"

"Uh..."

He Yulin was indeed choked by this shameless excuse, so she turned around and said: "Hurry up and move the clothes; there are still many things to organize."

These clothes were all to be moved to the logistics management point; the so-called "logistics management point" was a small service station set up on the sports field, generally led by the college sports department, with other student union members assisting.

Some freshmen officers were particularly proactive, calling out from afar: "Put the clothes over here, and then you guys go to the referee point opposite; there's still help needed there."

Yang Tianxing laughed to himself; he didn't know how to evaluate these freshman officers.

If one said they didn't do any work, that wouldn't be right.

They seemed to have a strong sense of responsibility, calling out to this person and that person, sometimes thinking they were busy and sweating profusely.

If one said they did work, they were the ones who moved their mouths the most, were the most diligent at arranging for others to work, and were the most active at pointing out others' flaws.

Yang Tianxing thought for a moment and summarized it with the simplest idiom—high standards but low ability.

"Hey, are you planning on smoking here?"

A boy wearing glasses walked over angrily; he saw Yang Tianxing put down the clothes and take out a cigarette to hold in his mouth.

"Yeah."

Yang Tianxing nodded and replied; this boy still had fuzzy whiskers on his mouth, so it went without saying that he was definitely a freshman.

Sophomore boys would no longer leave such immature traces on their faces, with a few exceptions.

That mustachioed freshman officer was very unhappy: "Then can you leave the sports field? Don't affect the people from our sports department working."

"But your sports department minister, Lü Jun, is also smoking."

Yang Tianxing pointed to a figure not far away: "If Lü Jun can smoke, why can't I?"

The freshman officer suddenly didn't know how to explain; he couldn't very well say, "He's the sports department minister, so he can smoke, but who are you?"

Yang Tianxing gave a "hehe" laugh, not wanting to continue making things difficult for this freshman officer, and shouted loudly: "Old Lü, let me use your lighter."

Lü Jun turned his head and discovered it was Yang Tianxing, then obediently handed over the lighter: "Are you done with the External Liaison Department's business?"

Yang Tianxing said while lighting his cigarette: "I've always ignored these small matters, delegating power to them; if the vice ministers can't solve something, they come to me. If no one comes to me, that means I don't need to show my face."

Lü Jun thought about Yang Tianxing's style: "You are the most carefree cadre in the college student union. Let's go sit by the stairs."

There were many large steps near the logistics management point, convenient for placing sundries, as well as some landscaped shrubbery; many idle students watching the excitement were sitting there chatting.

Before Yang Tianxing left, he said to that mustachioed officer: "Shave off that mustache quickly; university girls are generally more mature than boys. If you keep this high school student sign, you'll be older than me for four years and still want to find a girlfriend."

The freshman officer's face turned red from being told this, and he turned around to go command others again.

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Yang Tianxing wasn't actually very familiar with Lü Jun; the two just sat on the steps smoking, but he also took the opportunity to pull He Yulin and Liu Jiaoyue over to rest.

After all, Yang Tianxing still felt bad about Liu Jiaoyue doing work.

People came and went at the logistics management point, and there were also a lot of troubles.

Some had their athlete number tags issued incorrectly, and they were changing them with unhappy expressions;

Some wanted to change their competition events at the last minute, but the sports department people didn't agree and were arguing loudly;

There were also some who felt the sportswear sizes were wrong and were trying on other sportswear.

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In short, on these twenty-year-old faces, a youthful and active aura flickered; in contrast to this were the landscaped shrubs nearby.

Because they were planted near the sports field, the leaves of the green plants were covered in quite a bit of dust, far less fresh and dripping than those by the artificial lake, but they were growing well here too; as the autumn wind blew, the small leaves swayed gently.

Between the lively students and the quiet leaves, between motion and stillness, there was a stark contrast.

Yang Tianxing took another look at Liu Jiaoyue and He Yulin.

He Yulin was deliberately sitting a bit further away, not wanting to be too close to Yang Tianxing and Liu Jiaoyue; she held mineral water in her hand, quietly watching the chaos and clamor in the sports field.

Little He was actually just an ordinary female university student; she had her own goals and her own kindness.

As for Liu Jiaoyue, she rested her rounded chin on her knees, head lowered, blankly watching the ants on the ground crawling back and forth by her feet.

An ant was blocked by a small pebble while crawling and was spinning in circles in a panic below it; Liu Jiaoyue reached out and moved the pebble away, and only then did the little ant hurriedly catch up with the main group.

Only then did Liu Jiaoyue purse her lips and smile to herself, revealing a row of neat, small teeth; her happiness was just that simple, and Yang Tianxing suddenly felt very guilty in his heart, while at the same time a great wave of tenderness welled up, so he reached out his hand to brush Liu Jiaoyue's hair aside a little.

Liu Jiaoyue had been sweating from moving things just a moment ago, and her long, soft hair was covering her neck, making her fair skin flushed and stifled.

Brushing it aside a little, the autumn breeze would blow past, which should be more comfortable.

Seeing Yang Tianxing's rare, considerate gesture, his face filled with affection, Liu Jiaoyue was actually very satisfied in her heart, and the smile on her face appeared unconsciously.

With this smile, the charm of her peach-blossom eyes was fully released; the difference from apricot eyes is that the corners of peach-blossom eyes tilt upward and carry a faint red flush, which is especially obvious when smiling.

Yang Tianxing also smiled, and Liu Jiaoyue, feeling embarrassed by his gaze, continued to lower her head to watch the ants, though she shifted her body slightly toward Yang Tianxing, and the two were clearly closer now.

For Liu Jiaoyue, this action was just about the limit for a public place.

He Yulin pursed her lips, feeling that the mineral water in her hand was suddenly not as sweet anymore.