Chapter 202 "Yours?"
The cafeteria was noisy, and Ji Miaomiao and Tao Yiran were chatting more and more happily. Chen Zan then fell into this ocean of words, feeling dizzy as if he was slightly drunk.
They started talking about his victory in the National Shooting Championship last year, how he shot with a clean and sharp gun, and how he hit the ten-ring on every target; they also talked about how he was a favored child who was the center of attention, standing tall and proud in the noisy crowd, and being the center of attention wherever he went.
"When I think about how close we are to the Sports University, I might have a chance to meet him in person someday! I'm so excited!" Tao Yiran covered her pounding heart, her eyes full of stars. She held Ji Miaomiao's hand, "Ermiao! Aren't you excited?"
"Hmmmmmm!" Ji Miaomiao is obsessed with looks. When she thought of He Jingsui's cynical face, she was so excited!
They were so excited that they held hands, making Chen Zan, who was slightly distracted beside them, look a little out of place.
Chen Zan was also excited, but she was used to hiding her emotions. If there really was a treasure in the world that could peek into one's heart, she would have been completely defeated long ago.
Pursing her lips, she suppressed the joy that she felt, which was the same as theirs, deep in her heart.
She lowered her eyes, and fragments of memories emerged in her mind, scattered here and there, all of that person.
"Zhanzhan?"
Just when she was distracted for a moment, Ji Miaomiao's voice came from beside her.
She looked up, and the pair of black eyes under her long eyelashes were as calm as water.
"What's wrong?"
"What are you thinking about so intently?" Ji Miaomiao smiled at her and then asked her, "He Jingsui is a year older than you. You should know him, right?"
More than just knowing.
He occupied three years of high school.
Just as she was about to speak, Tao Yiran couldn't wait to speak, "He Jingsui has a great reputation. He's from a wealthy family. Not only is he rich, but he's also good-looking. You all know about last year's shooting championship. He shot ten rings with a light outfit, and the reporter interviewed him up close. He was so handsome that I almost died!"
"Zhanzhan, you must know."
How could she not know?
In the shooting championship last year, He Jingsui's score of ten rings in every shot caused a sensation. Some reporters reported that he was a rare genius shooter in a century. He was praised to the skies and he deserved such praise, so everyone believed it.
At that time, Chen Zan was secretly watching the replay on her mobile phone. On a quiet night, she hid in the quilt and quietly plugged in headphones to her mobile phone.
In the small space, there was only the dim light reflected from the mobile phone screen. She looked at the person on the phone carefully, tracing his sharp facial features with a tender gaze. Perhaps it was the lack of oxygen in the quilt, and her light breathing became heavy little by little.
The young man in the video was tall and imposing, dressed in a black tracksuit, standing sideways with his hands in his pockets. He held a pistol in one hand, raised straight up in the air, his arm level with his shoulder. Behind his transparent goggles, his eyes were dark and sharp, like those stalking prey, radiating an aggressive savagery. His angular face, captured by the camera, was strong and three-dimensional.
At the moment when he slowly curled his lips, his finger pulled the trigger, and almost in an instant, a hole was made in the center of the target opposite him.
In those black eyes, there was an arrogant look towards the loser.
At the moment when countless people cheered, the judging panel gave the score: 10 points.
Every target has a hollow center, and every target has a perfect score.
Chen Zan's heart was pounding, and the hot air from her breath covered the screen with a layer of fog. She hurriedly wiped it with her fingers, but found that even her fingers were wet with sweat.
He stood at the highest point when accepting the award, clutching flowers and the trophy, surrounded by countless praises and screams. Such a passionate and unbridled young man, like a reckless spring breeze, ruffled the ripples of his first love.
That night, she stayed up until two in the morning to finish watching all of them. In the final personal interview, he was surrounded by many reporters, and one reporter asked him what he felt about winning the championship.
The boy had dark eyebrows and eyes that turned up slightly when he curled his lips, looking wild and unruly.
"Thoughts—" He tutted his words and frowned, seeming to be in a difficult situation. "Not yet."
"Will I tell you next time when I think about it?"
He smiled at the reporter, and his smile was a bit evil.
He really has the ability to make people's hearts skip a beat just by recalling it.
Chen Zan's eyelashes trembled, and she was worried that she might reveal too much and be noticed by them. However, Tao Yiran was in the middle of a conversation and it was difficult for him to pay attention to her for a while.
But the topic surrounding He Jingsui took a sharp turn for the worse. "Well, even though he's a very capable person, I've heard a lot about him. They say He Jingsui is a rebellious and dissolute person, and he's had many girlfriends, but he's never been serious about anyone."
But despite this, there are still many girls who rush to his arms, and each of them has their own thoughts, hoping to make the prodigal son return.
Just like when he was in high school, there were always pretty girls with sweet smiles surrounding him and chatting with him happily, and he often had a nonchalant smile on his lips, and his affectionate eyes looked at everyone with deep affection.
When a girl gave him a gift, he would take it and open it in front of her. Inside was snacks imported from abroad, or some high-end customized action figures. The level of care and effort put into it was no less than preparing for the college entrance examination.
But he still had to say, "That's quite thoughtful."
The tone was so lazy and chatty that the girl blushed.
Therefore, Tao Yiran's advice to this kind of people is to watch them from afar but not to touch them, otherwise you will be the one who gets hurt in the end.
Finally, he emphasized to Chen Zhan among the three of them, "Especially you, Zhan Zhan, you need to stay away from him."
The topic immediately turned to her. She was still immersed in the sound of her heartbeat. After a pause, Chen Zhan pursed his lips and looked at her in confusion, "Why?"
Tao Yiran said: "You are too obedient, you are no match for him."
She didn't think that there would be any contact between them in the future. After all, his eyes were never on her. But when she heard Tao Yiran say this, she still felt a great sense of disappointment in her heart.
The ordered dishes were brought up by the waiters one after another, including squirrel fish, eight-treasure gourd duck, stir-fried shrimps, and Wensi tofu. Each dish was colorful and delicious, with a rich aroma.
Their minds were distracted, so Tao Yiran and Ji Miaomiao stopped talking about He Jingsui. They took out chopsticks from the chopstick holder beside them and asked each other to start eating.
Chen Zan ate rice absentmindedly until Ji Miaomiao put a duck leg into her bowl.
"Zhanzhan, what are you thinking about while eating? If you don't start eating now, it will be gone soon."
Chen Zan smiled at her and said okay.
The three of them left after eating. As they left the cafeteria, they were hit by the heat. The golden light made it impossible to open their eyes. The wilted green leaves swayed weakly in the wind.
The hot and humid heat cannot be shaken off.
It’s like this every year in the midsummer in northern Beijing.
It was the first time for Ji Miaomiao and Tao Yiran to experience such a hot summer. They began to sweat before they had taken a few steps.
A moist blush covered her cheeks.
Tao Yiran fanned himself with his hands and couldn't help but lament, "It's so hot. Is summer in Beijing North like this every year?"
Chen Zhan nodded, "Yes."
"No way, what about our military training?"
Three days later, the college will organize collective military training for freshmen. All freshmen must participate and are not allowed to skip classes without reason.
"What else can I do? I'll just train under the scorching sun." Ji Miaomiao also fanned herself with her hands, squinting up at the broken sky. Although she was also reluctant, she knew she couldn't escape. "Do you still want to escape?"
Tao Yiran cried, "After half a month of military training under this sun, won't I turn into a black coal ball?"
Chen Zhan comforted her, "It's not as serious as you say, and I bought some sunscreen, I'll give it to you when the time comes."
Tao Yiran was comforted, and showed an expression as if she had stopped crying. She looked at Chen Zhan with watery eyes and thanked her, "Zhan Zhan, you are so kind."
Chen Zan touched her head.
Ji Miaomiao, who was standing by, also consoled him, "You did get a little sunburned during military training, but it's not without benefits."
"Think about it, those guys leading our military training are all instructors, with muscular chests, abs, and mermaid lines, broad shoulders, narrow waists, and long legs, all in neatly-knit uniforms. It's a visual feast!!"
"And I also heard that our college will have some military training this time, and the Sports University next door will send a few volunteers over. The guys from the Sports University are all pretty good-looking, and I'd be happy to be led by a handsome guy in military training, even if it meant getting sunburned to death!"
Ji Miaomiao was dreaming, "Maybe He Jingsui will come too. When I'm about to die from the sun, I'll fall into his arms and let him take responsibility for me."
"..." Tao Yiran was speechless and shattered her daydream, "You are dreaming."
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Military training followed three days later. In September in northern Beijing, the temperature reached a new high. Under the scorching sun, the freshmen came to the playground in military training uniforms, like a dark green ocean.
The formation had been arranged the day before, but the four people in Chen Zhan's dormitory were scattered and disrupted. The sun burned her cheeks, and Chen Zhan lowered the brim of his hat as he moved through the scattered crowd.
After finding her company, Chen Zhan stood next to two or three other girls, fixing her outfit. She was slender, and her dark green short-sleeved shirt wasn't too tight. Loosening her belt, she smoothed down the wrinkles that had been blown up by the wind.
The wind was scorching hot, burning her restless mood.
Perhaps it was Ji Miaomiao's words that gave her a little hope. She had been looking forward to this day since three days ago.
Looking forward to the possibility of He Jingsui appearing.
She pressed her moist palms against her chest, feeling her heartbeat, beating so freely. The brim of her hat blocked out some of the light, and also hid her anxious eyes.
Following her heart, she was busy looking for someone.
The shadows of the trees in the distance swayed, and a gust of hot wind blew, knocking the military cap off her head. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover it, but missed the opportunity.
Chen Zan turned her head and watched it being blown far away by the wind. As time was running out, she didn't bother to look for anyone and turned around to pick up the hat.
The hat finally stopped in front of a pair of camouflage shoes.
She squatted down to pick it up, but her other hand was faster than hers, with distinct joints and each finger seemed as strong as an invisible force.
He picked up her hat and she looked up.
The sun was glaring, blurring everything in front of her, like a double image. Chen Zhan blinked. Her hair was blown wildly by the wind, plastering to her sun-soaked face. Surprise and astonishment flashed in her clear eyes as she took in the person before her.
His eyebrows became clearer and clearer in her eyes, so black, so deep, so wild and sharp.
My heart is beating very fast, just like the scorching wind, and it can't stop for a long time.
Is it a dream?
It was the first time she was this close to him, close enough to smell the dry, sun-baked scent on his body. The strong, overpowering scent filled her nostrils, leaving her mind blank.
He Jingsui looked at the girl in front of him who was obviously stunned, and curled the corners of his lips in a smile.
There was a hint of hoarseness in the deep voice, as if it had been blasted by the sun.
"your?"
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He Jingsui: Picking up the hat for my wife hehe
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