The sky in Linchuan in April is clear and the temperature is suitable. As the morning sun shines down, the fine mist disperses, and the seemingly absent chill is also dispelled.
Facing my face, the breeze blows, as soft as silky satin, blowing out the feeling of spring.
As soon as Jiang Qin stepped off the rostrum, there was a sizzling sound coming from the loudspeaker behind him, and the "Athletes' March" sounded immediately. The familiar melody made people feel more nostalgic than the spring breeze.
This thing has been heard since childhood, and it seems to be engraved in the DNA. Even the soul of an old man like Jiang Qin felt inexplicably excited the moment he heard it.
He walked to the auditorium of the School of Finance and found that many people had gathered in the inner circle of the playground.
There are contestants such as Ren Ziqiang, Zhang Guangxu, etc.
There were also spectators cheering for the brothers, such as Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao, Jiang Tian and Song Qingqing, and even Pan Xiu was there.
After all, the competition in the sports meeting is about the honor of the class and the department, so even if Ren Ziqiang is not very popular in the class, since he participated in the competition, he must have received a lot of attention.
"Lao Jiang, I'm going to compete, please give me a blessing!"
Ren Ziqiang saw Jiang Qin from a distance, waved his hands and shouted loudly.
"Brother, control your speed and don't take off, lest they accuse us of using magic."
Jiang Qin warned with a serious face, which immediately made the inner circle of the playground burst into laughter.
There were several female college students from other departments next door. They couldn't help but turn their heads and look over. Their smiles were as sweet as silver bells. They thought to themselves that this person was very humorous and not bad looking.
Seeing this, Jiang Qin put on a cool and handsome face and walked to the auditorium.
There are many spectators at the School of Finance, most of whom are freshmen and sophomores, and most of them are boys, dressed coquettishly.
For them, competitions in sports games are meaningless. It doesn’t matter who is first or second. What is important is that they can meet beautiful girls and add a few more QQ accounts. This is the essence of being a spectator.
The one who attracted the most attention was actually Feng Nanshu sitting in the third row.
Today she was wearing a white sweatshirt and black jeans. She was sitting upright and had a cold expression. Her fair skin was as smooth as a peeled boiled egg. She had long hair like a waterfall, charming eyebrows and red lips.
Full and plump.
If youth is the most charming, then the little rich woman at this time is even more charming than youth.
"Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin..."
When Feng Nanshu saw Jiang Qin, her expression suddenly turned cute, and her legs couldn't help but start dangling.
Jiang Qin sat next to her: "Have you had breakfast before coming here?
"have eaten."
"What did you eat?"
The little rich woman secretly put her little hand into his and looked up at him: "I ate tea eggs and millet porridge."
"I think I brought you pistachios, do you want to eat them?"
"eat."
Jiang Qin reached out and took out a handful of pistachios from his pocket and put it in her hand. Then he heard the sound of a starting gun, and his attention was immediately drawn to it.
The ongoing event on the playground is a men's sprint competition. There are twelve people in each group, which seems to be eight groups.
As the starting gun sounded, the boys ran wildly and fast, and were immediately greeted by bursts of exclamations from the sidelines.
The 100-meter dash started and ended in just a split second. Soon, a boy with an airplane haircut won. Then he grabbed his collar and pulled it hard, letting out a proud roar, but his shirt was not pulled as expected.
rotten.
So he thought about it and lifted up the top of his short sleeves, revealing his obvious abdominal muscles. He raised his hands around the end of the track and made a victor's gesture.
Damn, it’s amazing to have abdominal muscles. You look like a sports student at first glance.
Let's just say that there are specializations in the academic field. Isn't it a basic requirement for you, a sports major, to have abdominal muscles? Just like our finance department knows how to do business, what's there to show off?
Jiang Qin calmly raised his hand, covered the little rich woman's eyes, pinched open a pistachio and fed it to her red mouth.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I won't let you see it. You're not a good friend, so I'm being a bit lenient." Gao Wenhui showed a shocked expression.
Jiang Qin made a disdainful sound: "What's so good about that thing? Feng Nanshu definitely doesn't like to see it."
"How can there be a girl who doesn't like to see abdominal muscles? As long as it's not too exaggerated and more symmetrical, I won't even eat, just watch carefully!"
"Gao Wenhui, don't teach me all day long. You have to look closer and take a closer look."
Feng Nanshu suddenly pulled Jiang Qin's hand off: "Jiang Qin, do you have abdominal muscles?"
Jiang Qin put his hand into his clothes and touched it. Although it was flat, there was no outline: "Yes, there is a big one."
"Let me see." Feng Nanshu was eager to give it a try.
Jiang Qin immediately covered his stomach: "Men and women do not have sex, why do you want to see everything?"
Gao Wenhui suddenly lowered her voice: "Jiang Qin, you may not know that Feng Nanshu has a vest line."
"real?"
"Yes, she's too pretty." Gao Wenhui's voice was full of temptation.
Jiang Qin thinks this is normal. The little rich woman has learned all kinds of things since she was a child. In addition to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she also has sports subjects such as Taekwondo. It is normal to have vest lines.
"I don't believe it, show me if you can." Jiang Qin swallowed.
Feng Nanshu was dumbfounded for a while, then reached out to pull her clothes, but was stopped by Gao Wenhui: "You have a beautiful idea, unless you compare your abdominal muscles with Feng Nanshu's, you can't even think about taking advantage of it unilaterally."
"If you don't want to watch it, I won't watch it. I don't really want to watch it either."
Jiang Qin pretended to be relaxed and turned his attention back to the competition field. Suddenly, he saw Zhang Guangxu, who was participating in the long jump, falling headfirst into the sand pit. Jiang Tian and Song Qingqing were so frightened that they both covered their eyes.
It's over, this guy has directly lost his right to choose a mate for this semester.
Next, it depends on Lao Ren, but this guy probably won't be able to get the first place in his dream. Breaking into the top four will be a big deal.
But as long as it's not as embarrassing as Zhang Guangxu, Lao Ren will basically win.
Jiang Qin reached out and took out his mobile phone, turned it between his fingers, and at the same time turned to look at the little rich woman. After confirming that the other party's attention was not on him, he opened the wap page and Baidued how to exercise his abdominal muscles.
Side crunches, lying on your back with crossed legs, sit-ups with bent legs...
This thing is not difficult. I will try a few sets at night, not to look at the little rich woman’s waistcoat line, but purely for a man’s face.
Jiang Qin carefully memorized the essentials of the movements above. He had just learned two moves when he noticed a shadow floating on the ground.
He raised his head and saw a woman stuffing a transparent bag into the little rich woman's arms.
The bag contained a sun hat, happy water, paper towels, a small fan with batteries, and a bundle of cartoon headbands.
Feng Nanshu stupidly turned to look at Jiang Qin, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, the people around also turned their heads and looked over, because they knew this woman and knew that she was the owner of the college supermarket.
"Boss Jiang, why are you here?" Jiang Qin put away his cell phone.
Jiang Zhihua showed a bright smile: "I set up a stall under the rostrum to sell water and snacks. It looks like it's almost noon, and the temperature is rising quickly, so I prepared a five-piece cool set for the boss lady.
."
"Why do you call me boss lady?"
"I follow Mr. Jiang to earn a living, so of course Miss Feng will be our boss's wife."
After listening to this, Feng Nanshu's heart was so happy that her eyes began to sparkle with joy.
After hearing Boss Jiang's words, all the girls around showed envious expressions and felt a little sour in their hearts.
Everyone in the School of Finance knows that Jiang Qin's business is getting bigger and bigger, and many bosses inside and outside the school are rushing to cooperate with him, and they have to give him money after selling goods.
Therefore, when many people see Feng Nanshu, they will call her boss lady.
Especially Xitian downstairs. Everyone said that the milk tea shop was given to her by Jiang Qin. There are three other shops like this in other schools.
In other words, Feng Nanshu can be regarded as the boss lady of the entire University Town business district. Even if she doesn't carry a penny with her, if she walks around the University Town, there will definitely be many people giving food and drinks. It depends on whether she is willing.
want.
This matter is really fascinating to female college students.
What girl doesn't want to be a princess?
And because of Jiang Qin's relationship, Feng Nanshu is the princess of the entire University Town business district.
But Jiang Qin knew that there was nothing so cheap in the world. This was not a fucking gift. It was just a way to make the little rich woman happy and defraud him of his own money.
He dared to say that after Jiang Zhihua delivered the things, he dared to write down an account when he returned, and then ask for it back when the payment was due at the end of the month.
But she finally made the little rich woman happy, so Jiang Qin thanked her, took out the hair tie and helped her tie a beautiful high ponytail.
"Damn, I've been pretending all day long."
Zhuang Chen was sitting on the right side of the fourth row, next to Jian Chun who was holding her chin, her eyes full of envy and longing.
He knew very well what Jian Chun was envious of.
I envy Feng Nanshu’s status as the boss’s wife and envied her being favored by Jiang Qin.
When a girl you like is envious of another girl, and her envy is because that girl is a certain boy's girl, this feeling is really uncomfortable.
Zhuang Chen took a deep breath, and the idea of starting a business became stronger and stronger.
In the blink of an eye, the time came to noon, and the competition on the field began to become more and more intense.
Men's 1,000 meters, third group, as the starting gun sounded, Ren Ziqiang rushed out with all his strength.
He wants to be number one, he must shine in a certain field, and he wants all the girls in the class to cheer for him!
After a while, Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao met Ren Ziqiang at the finish line with water and towels.
"Lao Ren is so strong. You can actually reach fifth place with twelve people. You are already at the upper-middle level!"
Zhou Chao nodded repeatedly: "Brother Cao is right, I thought you couldn't persevere, but my brother is impressed by you!"
"Fifth...is there a trophy?" Ren Ziqiang pursed his lips and asked.
"There is a chicken who can't even make it to the finals, but it doesn't matter. Brother Cao has decided to let Lao Jiang treat him to dinner tonight!"
