【Sheng Tian 10】Are you thirsty?
With the start of the new semester, the basketball tournament at the Foreign Affairs College is about to begin, and Wan Weizhou readily signed up all four members of his dorm.
Yan Sheng initially wanted to say he wouldn't participate, but then he stumbled upon Fang Tiantian's posts on WeChat Moments.
It's a photo of a basketball signed by a sports star, captioned: "So satisfying to have it personally signed."
So Yan Sheng, who didn't want to participate in the competition, sat in his dormitory with his phone, typing away.
"Sweetie, I have a basketball game this Saturday."
"It's in the gymnasium of the Foreign Affairs College."
Seemingly afraid of being rejected, Yan Sheng added, "Did you bring Xiaotian along to see it? I'd like to see it, and I'll take you home after this."
As Fang Tiantian stroked Yan Xiaotian, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, she inexplicably felt a sense of longing for her ex-husband to see their child after the divorce.
I almost laughed.
"I'll reluctantly agree."
"But I went home by myself after watching it."
Yan Sheng was in a good mood every time he went to the gym to practice, and many girls would come to the gym to see him regularly.
The camera was clicking away in the corner at an extremely fast frequency.
"Let me tell you, if these few photos are posted, the forum will explode!"
The title reads: "[Caution: View at Night!] The third second of the school heartthrob's photo made 99% of girls blush and their hearts race!"
"Or it could be, [Top Secret Footage!] Exclusive snapshot of the school heartthrob's Adam's apple bobbing after scoring! The path of those sweat beads is so rough!"
Several girls were chatting amongst themselves, and the camera's memory was rapidly expanding.
Meanwhile, Yan Sheng, who was in the stadium, only had Fang Tiantian's promise to come and watch the game on his mind.
I was thinking of reserving a good spot for her.
After agreeing to Yan Sheng's request, Fang Tiantian called Liang Chuying again.
"Chu Chu, are you free the day after tomorrow? Would you like to come with me to the Foreign Affairs College to watch a basketball game?"
Upon hearing the words "Foreign Affairs College," Liang Chuying immediately agreed. "To see handsome guys, of course I have to go!"
So on the day of the game, the class monitor, at Yan Sheng's request, brought the two pampered young ladies to sit in the front row.
"Sit here, this is the best view. Yan Sheng asked me to come and save you seats a while ago."
He then very considerately carried a case of water up from the bottom of the steps: "I'll put the water here for you. Help yourselves if you want some. I'm sitting next door. If you need anything, just come to me!"
The two of them very politely thanked the seemingly unassuming classmate.
Fang Tiantian sat in her seat, propping her chin up with her hand and looking at the arena: "It's still five minutes before it starts."
As the number of people inside the museum increased, the two, having nothing else to do, discussed where to go shopping the next day.
Soon, the commentator began passionately explaining the competition rules, while a group of men and women gathered around the right-hand railing, some holding cameras and others holding fans.
Suddenly, a group of people emerged from the passage.
Yan Sheng, dressed in a red and white jersey, stood in the middle, making him appear taller.
The group of men and women instantly became excited, and Fang Tiantian vaguely seemed to hear someone call Yan Sheng's name.
Almost the instant Fang Tiantian looked over, Yan Sheng caught her gaze.
He raised his arm generously and waved to her with a smile.
People around him followed his gaze and looked over.
Fang Tiantian wasn't sure if she was still angry or if she felt uncomfortable being stared at, so she turned her head and hid behind Liang Chuying.
"Oh my, what a generous favoritism! Sweetie, she's smiling and waving at you."
But Liang Chuying didn't let her off the hook either.
Fang Tiantian was prompted by her best friend, took a deep breath, and still stubbornly refused to look at Yan Sheng.
Yan Sheng didn't mind; as long as she was still willing to come, that was good enough.
When the whistle blew, the stadium instantly erupted in cheers.
Fang Tiantian then quietly turned her head, her gaze constantly shifting as Yan Sheng moved.
He had just completed a beautiful layup and was now jogging back to his defensive position.
He casually brushed his sweaty bangs back, revealing his smooth forehead.
The jersey clung tightly to his heaving chest, and Fang Tiantian could clearly see the rhythm of each breath. The hem of the jersey was lifted by the wind, vaguely revealing the lines of his firm abdominal muscles.
"Yan Sheng seems to suit wearing red very well."
Fang Tiantian unconsciously took out her phone and pointed the viewfinder at the banquet inside.
The instant the shutter clicked, Yan Sheng suddenly turned around and looked in her direction.
The upward curve of his lips was made even more vivid by his rapid breathing.
Those eyes, which always seemed to be smiling, narrowed slightly, whether from the sting of sweat or from trying to recognize her on the sidelines.
Fang Tiantian thought she had been caught taking photos without permission, so she hurriedly put her phone back on her lap and pretended nothing had happened.
Seeing this, Liang Chuying suddenly and in a roguish way raised an eyebrow at her: "Is it romantic?"
Seeing Yan Sheng's gaze return to the room, Fang Tiantian suddenly lowered her head and laughed, giving Liang Chuying a coquettish glare: "Don't tell anyone! I'm still angry with him!"
"I have to keep a cool and aloof attitude until I forgive him!"
Liang Chuying laughed at her: "What's there to be so aloof about? If you really like her that much, just confess."
Fang Tiantian pouted: "Do you think I didn't want to? It's just that my brother wouldn't let me speak first!"
"ah?"
This was something Liang Chuying hadn't expected, but she felt that the elders might have their reasons, so she didn't dare to offer any further advice: "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."
Fang Tiantian couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly, then focused on watching the banquet competition again.
Yan Sheng forcibly reduced his study time by half for today's competition, giving it his all.
He wasn't a city kid; he often roamed the fields as a child and would imitate the adults' actions when he had free time.
Although Yan Weihua and Meng Baozhu loved him, he had grown up in a remote village, so physically demanding work was nothing to him.
The match ended in a draw, and both teams cheered in unison.
After the match, Yan Sheng rushed to the shower room, not even noticing the dozen or so girls waiting to bring him water.
I quickly took a shower, changed my clothes, and went out to look for someone.
Seeing that Fang Tiantian was still sitting in her original seat, Yan Sheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Liang Chuying's eyes darted between the two men before she tactfully stood up and said, "The driver's here, I'll be going now."
There were hardly any people left in the entire venue. Yan Sheng consciously sat in the seat where Liang Chuying had been sitting, took a bottle of water from the box in front of him, unscrewed it, and handed it to Fang Tiantian's lips.
Are you thirsty?
Fang Tiantian was indeed thirsty; she hadn't stopped talking while chatting with Liang Chuying.
After receiving the water, Yan Sheng opened another bottle for himself and gulped it down his throat.
Fang Tiantian then remembered that all her teammates had been given water, but Yan Sheng hadn't. He had messaged her to wait for him as soon as the game ended, and now he had rushed over and wanted to give her water first.
"Yan Sheng, your shooting was pretty good just now."
Fang Tiantian thought she should still praise him.
Yan Sheng laughed. If he could get a compliment, the game wouldn't have been in vain.
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