Chapter 243: Volume 1, Chapter 243: Stupid Beauty x Sports School Male God (5)

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The girl walked under the glittering golden sunshine, wearing performance attire underneath; her oversized coat concealed her figure, and the long hem fell to her knees, revealing her snow-white ankles and slender calves.

Her silky long hair was tied up and fell behind her, shedding layers of faint golden light, making her cheeks appear delicate and pink.

Soon, the voice of a sycophant appeared below.

#3: So beautiful!! Wah wah wah, my wife is so beautiful!!

#4: Are you dreaming upstairs? This is clearly my wife!

#7: I just talked to my wife, telling her to stay safe during the performance; my wife said she'll give me a sweet kiss when she comes back.

Reply to #7: I already told the doctor earlier, I don't agree with you being discharged.

Besides these, there are also some sour remarks.

#13: Jiang Xi has no beauties left? This can even be voted campus belle? I think it's a joke!

#21: Hehe, the guy upstairs is blindly praising; this campus belle sang off-key at the welcome performance, extremely unpleasant to hear, her dancing is also poor, yet she's still the main dancer—she must have backstage connections.

Reply to #21: What rumor are you spreading? I'm Jiang Jiang's roommate; she goes back to the dorm after class, what backstage? If you've got the guts, don't stay anonymous—your words are making people nauseous!

Wang Qian, unable to contain her anger after replying, stood with hands on her hips, breathing heavily.

Tang Ya beside her patted her back and said, "Don't mind those people; they're just jealous of our Jiang Jiang's beauty."

Wang Qian nodded: "Right!"

Backstage of the competition.

Qiu Ziang handed his phone to the buzz-cut youth beside him, excitedly saying, "Brother He, quickly look."

He Yin, who was doing sit-ups, stopped his motion, glanced at the girl on the phone screen, then after a few seconds looked away and continued his sit-ups.

Qiu Ziang, seeing that, disbelievingly asked, "Don't you think she looks good?"

He Yin's breath showed not a hint of wavering: "It has nothing to do with me."

Qiu Ziang put away his phone, pressed down on his legs, and let out a long sigh, saying, "She likes you."

He Yin finished the last one, his feet landed, he picked up a dry towel to wipe his forehead, then immediately stood up, walked to the side, grabbed a bottle of water, tilted his head to take a sip, and did not respond to his words.

Qiu Ziang followed behind him, asking, "You don't feel even a little moved?"

He Yin glanced at him lightly, "No."

Qiu Ziang clutched his chest and groaned in pain, "You are ultimately a heartless person."

Envious.

Outside, a knocking sound rang out: "Brother He, the performance is about to start."

He Yin responded, lifted his leg, and went out.

The sports field was bustling extraordinarily, excited cheers echoing throughout the sky; athletes from major sports universities across the country arrived, a collegiate track-and-field event organized by Hua Guo Key Sports Institute.

On the high platform seats came national track-and-field coaches, here specifically to select outstanding athletes.

If they perform stunningly during the competition, they can directly enter national team training and compete for the country.

He Yin had worked so hard for this, also for this competition; he must give his all, striving to win first place.

But the track-and-field athletes on the field are all representing their schools, naturally the top students from various universities; winning this competition won't be easy for him.

He Yin wasn't nervous, focusing his gaze on the track; this time's track event is the 100-meter race.

After the opening introduction ended, came the opening performance.

Several girls entered the field gracefully; as the background music played, they performed a fast-paced dance, their postures graceful and flowing, the high-difficulty showy steps leaving the audience astonished.

Instantly, the atmosphere was ignited to its hottest.

He Yin gazed at the girl standing at the very center; her demeanor differed from usual, as if a poppy could draw everyone's gaze, her whole being enveloped in an aura like a small sun.

When the dance ended, the girl turned her head to search for a certain person's presence, only stopping when she saw him.

Her cheeks flushed red from the heat, her lovely face radiating a stunning, heart-stirring beauty.

At that moment, He Yin briefly saw her face clearly; his heart suddenly missed a beat, the sounds around him abruptly fell silent, and before him remained only her.

Soon, a wave-like clamor brought him back to his senses; he averted his gaze, and his fingers involuntarily clenched.

No one noticed his abnormality; even Jiang Zhi, far away on the stage, naturally didn't see it.

Her eyes were twitching from blinking, and she didn't know whether he had looked at her.

He must have seen her, right?

But thinking of the villain's steel-reinforced heart, she fell back into doubt.

After stepping down, they could choose to go back, or stay to watch the rest of the competition.

Teacher Zuo left early due to something, letting the oldest member of the team, Su Zhenzhen, lead the group.

Su Zhenzhen asked them; two team members chose to go back, while the remaining members all chose to stay and watch the competition to the end.

Su Zhenzhen said: "After the match, there's a water-distribution segment; who wants to go give them water?"

A team member, Yu Shi, said: "My younger cousin happens to be competing; I'll go give him water. What about you?"

Jiang Zhi raised her hand, indicating: "I'll give He Yin water."

As soon as that name was spoken, the team members all looked at her, with varied expressions.

Lin Mei Xuan hesitated and said: "You… still like him?"

Haven't you heard that her confession was rejected? Yet she hasn't given up.

Jiang Zhi's expression was calm: "Yes."

The atmosphere became a bit stiff.

Su Zhenzhen muttered: "Nobody likes her, yet she rushes to cling onto them."

The sports field was filled with noisy clamor; her remark, which should have been drowned in the din, instead caused the surrounding noise to suddenly hush when she spoke, and they all heard her words clearly.

Su Zhenzhen froze for a moment, her face showing panic, wanting to explain a couple of sentences.

Jiang Zhi spoke first: "Exactly, I'm the one who's being taken advantage of."

Her gaze fell evenly on Su Zhenzhen's face, with no trace of anger or embarrassment.

Yu Shi smoothed things over: "Haha, the sports students from our neighboring Sports School are amazing—they won first place in their very first match."

Jiang Zhi didn't wait for Su Zhenzhen's response, turned and left straight away to buy water.

As soon as she left, Su Zhenzhen's eyes reddened, and she said somewhat aggrieved, "I didn't mean to say that about her."

None of the remaining teammates went to comfort her; after getting along this week, Jiang Zhi Zhi always speaks straight, never beating around the bush or blaming others, getting along with her is very pleasant, but everyone knows full well about Su Zhenzhen.

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After buying a bottle of mineral water, Jiang Zhi sat down on the bench under the shade near the sports field to rest.

777 asked: "Host, aren't you going to watch He Yin's match?"

Jiang Zhi closed her eyes to enjoy the afternoon, saying, "Let's talk after he finishes his match."

After dancing for so long, it's time to rest.

Clown 777: "……" Sometimes I almost thought the Host had fallen completely for the villain.

After Jiang Zhi lay down for a while, the broadcast from nearby announced the final, and only then did she slowly get up and walk toward the sports field.

The match result was no surprise—He Yin won first place and broke the record for the college track-and-field competition.

He was surrounded by teammates and walked up to the podium amid the crowd's cheers.

I don't know if it was Jiang Zhi's illusion, but at the moment he stood on the champion's podium, the short-haired youth suddenly lifted his eyes, looked in her direction, and only after two or three seconds did he look away.