Absolute speed.
When watching Yi Ming's race, the only thing that ca to Jiang Wei's mind were these few words.
In fact, for Jiang Wei, she had known since childhood that Yi Ming liked cycling, but she had rarely seen him actually participate in races. During the sumr vacation after high school, Yi Ming had participated in a few large-scale cycling events, but Jiang Wei had missed being present on site due to various coincidental reasons.
This was her first ti seeing him seriously competing on the race track, and she couldn't help but admit that although this guy usually seed nonchalant, he was now shining like a radiant star, instantly attracting the gaze of everyone in the audience.
Jiang Wei could hear her own heart pounding, "thump, thump, thump." At this mont, Yi Ming really looked quite handso...
A little girl next to her was yelling at the top of her lungs to cheer for Yi Ming: "Yi Ming, Yi Ming, you're the most handso! You're the darling of your fans!"
Originally, Jiang Wei was worried about Yi Ming's performance in the race, but upon hearing this, she suddenly felt an urge to laugh.
Darling?
That's because you've never seen him when he's being annoying.
On the track, Yi Ming maintained the first place ranking throughout the race, with the trailing few contestants far behind.
When passing the final obstacle, Yi Ming exerted all his strength and perford a beautiful mid-air rotation before landing steadily. Although his handso face was covered by large sunglasses, Jiang Wei could still imagine the slight smile on his lips and his nonchalant expression.
He had always been like this, never lacking in confidence, because he had always been exceptional enough.
As expected, Yi Ming successfully won the first place championship.
"See, I told you our Yi Ming is the best!"
The little girl next to her was overjoyed, taking out Yi Ming's autograph and "smacking" a kiss on it. Then she waved her arms vigorously towards Yi Ming, trying to get his attention.
Yi Ming did not disappoint her expectations either. Standing on the award stage, he nonchalantly took off his helt, then curved his lips into a smile and blew a kiss in their direction.
The little girl was almost overwheld with excitent.
"Did you see that? Did you see that? He must have seen , he must have seen !"
Jiang Wei's eyes were filled with joy as she nodded in agreent: "Yeah, he must have heard your cheering."
On stage, Yi Ming was full of vigor. His already tall figure, coupled with that dashing cycling outfit, made him the epito of handsoness.
Jiang Wei propped her chin on her hand and smiled in thought.
She had known this guy since kindergarten, but it seed like only today did she realize... he was truly good-looking, the kind of looks that would make a stranger unable to look away after the first glance.
Co to think of it, she had been calling him ugly since kindergarten, which was really unfair to the poor kid...
After getting off the award stage, Yi Ming carried his helt in one hand and held his race bike with the other, smiling as he walked straight towards Jiang Wei.
To avoid causing another commotion, Jiang Wei left the audience stands and walked to a secluded corner near the teaching building, waving at him.
"Was I handso today, bro?"
Yi Ming's beautiful eyes were dark and bright, filled with joyful laughter.
"Yeah, not bad."
Jiang Wei smiled too.
"Not bad? What kind of evaluation is that..."
The person elongated the last word, clearly dissatisfied, his thin lips tightly pursed together.
"Not bad... If I didn't stop there, I might have joined in the cheering too..."
"What were you going to cheer?"
"Nothing."
"Jiang Wei, what is it really..."
Jiang Wei paused, then suddenly broke into a bright smile: "Yi Ming, Yi Ming, you're the most handso! You're the darling of your fans!"
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