Three hours later, the vast sports field was a spectacle of vibrant colors and orderly assembled squads.
The rehearsal progressed very smoothly. Even though Tang Xiaowan was internally resistant, when it actually began, she perford quite well, maintaining a calm and composed deanor that exuded gracefulness throughout the process.
At the eastern end of the sports field, under the basketball hoop.
Leng Lingxiao held snacks in one hand and milk tea in the other. His usual icy and distant gaze lted into a galaxy of stars with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips when he caught sight of Tang Xiaowan passing by.
He didn’t realize that he had beco part of the scenery.
Although Jin City University was a prestigious school with no shortage of handso guys, Leng Lingxiao stood out with his motorcycling gear and sunglasses, especially during the rehearsal ti, attracting a lot of attention.
Moreover, standing tall at eighteen, with his sharp brows and starry eyes, he indeed qualified as a handso man.
"Which college could he possibly be from?"
"I sohow feel... He looks a bit like that young philanthropist, Leng Lingxiao. The ergency supplies for this sports et—as well as the mineral water, bread, and milk—were all donated by him."
"What rich dude has the ti to watch a rehearsal? Not to ntion he’s here without bodyguards, and so young. It’s unlikely."
"True, Leng Lingxiao is already thirty; he can’t be so... Wait, is he watching the school beauty?"
"No, that’s not the right direction. It looks like he’s looking at the Foreign Language College squad. Their sign holder squad has the most beauties; it’s probably one of them."
"We’ll find out soon enough when it’s over!"
"How about we make a bet? Whoever loses does the laundry for a week. I just so happen to have a huge pile waiting, which I’ve been dreading, haha."
"That’s a great idea! It’s more aningful than betting money!"
The chatter of the four girls was overheard by Wang Lele, who snickered and moved closer.
"Hey, four lovely ladies, how about including in the bet? I wager he’s not looking at the school beauty or the sign holder, but at the girl with the straight black hair in the first row, smack in the middle, of the Foreign Language College group."
He was bluffing just to join the fun.
After all, the only girl he knew from the Foreign Language College was Tang Xiaowan, through Li Zihan.
But the three girls took him seriously and followed Wang Lele’s pointing hand. After pausing for a few seconds, they turned their heads simultaneously back toward Leng Lingxiao.
"It really seems like he is!"
"Wow, she looks so beautiful. Could she be mixed-race? Why is she so fair?"
"She’s okay, but I don’t think she’s as pretty as the school beauty."
"Guys really do prefer long hair, don’t they? It’s so pretty—so black and silky!"
Could it really be that he’s looking at Tang Xiaowan?
Holy cow, this is getting interesting!
While Wang Lele was pondering this, he saw a short-haired girl standing on her tiptoes, looking quite adorable. He chuckled and said, "Your hair looks quite nice too, so refreshing and beautiful."
The short-haired girl glanced at him.
"What’s your na, which departnt are you from...?"
Wang Lele didn’t get to finish his sentence when the rehearsal dispersed, and the short-haired girl imdiately huddled with the other three, conspiring about sothing and showing no interest in talking to him.
"What ti is it now? Should we go for lunch?"
"Yeah, it must be almost noon."
Wang Lele mumbled to himself while taking out his phone, seizing the opportunity to snap a photo of the short-haired girl.
After the deed was done, his heart swelled with joy.
"Hey, beauty, here’s so water for you. My na is Wang Lele, from the dical College. Hope to see you again if fate allows."
By the ti the short-haired girl realized what was happening, Wang Lele had already sprinted a good distance away, while the bottled water ended up bewilderingly cradled in her arms.
"Did that guy just hit on you?"
"Nonsense. With his looks like that stumpy gourd, would you even want him?" The short-haired girl said, her face flushed with embarrassnt and her brows furrowed in displeasure.
"Throwing it outside is safer, haha."
"Ugh, get lost. That’s gross enough as it is."
One of the curly-haired girls pinched the short-haired girl’s nose and then caressed her face, raising an eyebrow, "Then why are you blushing, and why did you accept the guy’s bottled water?"
"I... it’s not like I did it on purpose."
"Look, you’re stamring now, hahaha."
"Nonsense, it’s your words that infuriated , when did I stamr?"
"Alright, stop bickering, look quick, the hottie has left. Did he go find that long-haired chick from the Foreign Language College?"
With these words, the argunt abruptly ceased.
The girls all turned their heads in unison toward Leng Lingxiao, but the short-haired girl soon shifted her gaze to Wang Lele’s side, toward the dical College contingent.
They were about 50 ters apart.
...
"Brother Lee, I’ve got so big news to report."
Wang Lele, while handing the water to Li Zihan, spoke with furrowed brows as if he had discovered sothing earth-shattering.
"Did my uncle’s companies go under, declared bankruptcy?"
This was the matter Li Zihan was most concerned with.
Ten minutes before class ended, he even went online to check on it.
"No, no, it’s..."
Suddenly, several colorfully-dressed girls ran over, all smiles, carrying balloons and strears in their hands.
They wanted to take a photo with Li Zihan.
At Jin City University, Li Zihan’s family background and appearance were unrivaled.
In the past, he would have refused such requests.
But today, seeing that these girls were mbers of the dical College cheer squad, and had been cheering under the sun for two hours, he reluctantly agreed to join them for a group photo, but only if it included Wang Lele.
The girls were thrilled, quickly handing what they considered the best smartphone to a passing guy and had him take several shots.
"Thank you, thank you!"
"You’re welco."
And with that, the girls happily took off.
"Wow, so pretty, look at that body, and height—must be around one ter seventy, right?"
"You just had to think about it."
This was Wang Lele’s first ti taking a photo with so many beauties, he couldn’t have been more thrilled, and he completely forgot what he was about to share.
"Thanks, Brother Lee, for the solid support. I’ve really been wanting this for a while now... those cheerleaders, man, not just pretty—each one could bring down nations."
"Out with it, what’s this big news?" Li Zihan shook his head, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, soone is deliberately getting close to our sister-in-law, brought lots of stuff to eat, looks like a senior I’ve never seen before, about your height, seems to be about your weight too."
Li Zihan had just twisted off the bottle cap and hadn’t yet had a sip when Wang Lele’s words stunned him.
"Our sister-in-law? You an Xiao Wan?"
"Look, over there... huh, where did he go? He was just here, wait for , Brother, I’m going to take a look. It’s a bit chaotic right now with so many people around, he was wearing a motorcycle outfit, trying to look all cool."
Li Zihan frowned, "I see him."
The Foreign Language College contingent was just two groups away from them, quite close. Li Zihan had already seen Tang Xiaowan before the rehearsal, but didn’t have ti to go over and greet her.
"Where, where?" Wang Lele asked in a rush, wishing he could jump up to see better.
"The nerve, to hit on Xiao Wan!"
"I know, downright suicidal. Brother Lee, should I call so brothers over and teach him a lesson?"
"Let’s go over and see."
With that, Li Zihan grabbed the other bottle of water from Wang Lele’s hand and quickly walked over.
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