Chapter 240 Feng Nanshu has a vest line
The sky in Linchuan in April is clear and the temperature is just right. As the morning sunshine shines through, the fine mist dissipates, taking the subtle chill with it.
A breeze blows towards you, as soft as silky satin, bringing with it a breath of spring.
As Jiang Qin stepped down from the rostrum, a crackling sound came from the loudspeaker behind him, and the "Athletes' March" sounded. The familiar melody made people feel nostalgic more than the spring breeze.
I have been hearing this since I was a child, as if it was engraved in my DNA. Even an old man like Jiang Qin felt inexplicably excited when he heard it.
He walked towards the auditorium of the School of Finance and found that many people had gathered in the inner circle of the playground.
There are contestants participating in the competition, such as Ren Ziqiang, Zhang Guangxu and so on.
There were also audiences cheering for the brothers, such as Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao, Jiang Tian, Song Qingqing, and even Pan Xiu.
After all, the sports meet is related to 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 and shouted.
"Brother, control your speed and don't take off, or they will say we are using magic."
Jiang Qin gave this warning with a serious face, which immediately caused laughter in the inner circle of the playground.
There were a few female college students from other departments sitting next to us. They couldn't help but turn their heads to look over here, and their smiles were sweeter than the sound of silver bells. They thought to themselves that this guy was quite humorous and not bad-looking too.
Seeing this, Jiang Qin put on a cool and handsome face and walked towards the audience.
There were quite a few visitors from the School of Finance, most of them were freshmen and sophomores, and most of them were boys, dressed provocatively.
For them, the sports meet is meaningless, and it doesn’t matter who comes in first or second. What’s important is that they can meet pretty girls and add a few more QQ numbers. That’s the essence of being a spectator.
The person who attracted the most attention among them was actually Feng Nanshu, who was sitting in the third row.
She was wearing a white sweatshirt and black jeans today. She sat upright with a cold expression. Her fair skin was as smooth as a peeled boiled egg. Her long hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were charming, and her red lips were full and plump.
If youth is the most charming, then the young rich woman at this moment is more charming than youth.
"Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin..."
When Feng Nanshu saw Jiang Qin, her expression suddenly became cute and she couldn't help but start shaking her legs.
Jiang Qin sat next to her: "Did you have breakfast before coming here?
"have eaten."
"What did you eat?"
The little rich woman secretly put her little hand into his hand, looked up at him and said, "I ate tea eggs and millet porridge."
"I think I brought you some pistachios, would you like to eat them?"
"eat."
Jiang Qin reached into his pocket, took out a handful of pistachios and put them in her hand. Then he heard the sound of a starting gun, and his attention was immediately drawn to it.
The event being conducted on the playground is a men's sprint race, with eight groups of twelve people in each group.
As the starting gun sounded, the boys ran all the way at a very fast pace, immediately attracting cheers from the sidelines.
The start and end of the 100-meter sprint happened in a split second. Soon, a boy with a crew cut won. He then grabbed his collar and pulled it hard, roaring with pride, but his shirt was not torn as expected.
So he thought about it, and simply lifted the top of his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his obvious abdominal muscles. He raised his hands high at the finish line of the track, making a gesture of a winner.
Damn, is it a big deal to have abdominal muscles? It's obvious that he's a gym student.
Let's say that everyone has their own specialties. Isn't it a basic requirement for a sports major to have abdominal muscles? Just like us finance majors know how to do business. What's there to brag about?
Jiang Qin calmly raised his hand, covered the rich woman's eyes, and pinched a pistachio and fed it into her rosy little mouth.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you're not letting me watch it. We're good friends, but you're being a little nosy." Gao Wenhui looked annoyed.
Jiang Qin said with disdain: "What's so good about that thing? Feng Nanshu definitely doesn't like it."
"How can there be a girl who doesn't like to see abdominal muscles? As long as they are not too exaggerated and are well-proportioned, I will not eat and watch them carefully!"
"Gao Wenhui, stop teaching me nonsense all day long. Look closely for yourself."
Feng Nanshu suddenly pulled Jiang Qin's hand down: "Jiang Qin, do you have abdominal muscles?"
Jiang Qin reached his hand into his clothes and felt around. Although it was flat, it had no outline. "Yes, there is a big one."
"Let me see." Feng Nanshu was eager to try.
Jiang Qin immediately covered her stomach and said, "Men and women should not touch each other, 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 is so beautiful." Gao Wenhui's voice was full of temptation.
Jiang Qin thought this was normal. The rich young woman had learned all kinds of things since she was young. In addition to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she also learned sports subjects such as taekwondo. It was normal for her to have a six-pack.
"I don't believe it. Show me if you have the ability." Jiang Qin swallowed.
Feng Nanshu was stunned for a moment, and reached out to pull at his clothes, but was stopped by Gao Wenhui: "You wishful thinking, unless you show your abdominal muscles to Feng Nanshu, otherwise don't think of taking advantage of him unilaterally."
"If you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it. I don't really want to watch it."
Jiang Qin pretended to be relaxed and turned his gaze back to the competition field. Suddenly, he saw Zhang Guangxu, who was participating in the long jump, fall headfirst into the sand pit. Jiang Tian and Song Qingqing were so scared that they covered their eyes.
It's all over. This guy has lost the right to choose his partner this semester.
It’s Ren’s turn now, but this guy probably won’t be able to get the first place he dreams of. It would be a blessing if he can make it into the top four.
But as long as Ren Zhengfei is not as embarrassing as Zhang Guangxu, he basically wins.
Jiang Qin reached out and took out his cell phone, twirling it between his fingers while turning to look at the young rich woman. After making sure that the other party's attention was not on him, he opened the wap page and searched on Baidu for how to exercise abdominal muscles.
Side crunches, cross-leg lifts, bent-leg sit-ups...
This thing is not very difficult. Try doing a few sets in the evening. It’s not for the sake of seeing the abs of a rich woman, but purely for a man’s face.
Jiang Qin carefully memorized the key points of the movements, and just after learning two moves, he noticed a shadow floating over from the ground.
He looked up and saw a woman stuffing a transparent bag into the little rich woman's arms.
The bag contained a sun hat, happy water, tissues, a small battery-powered fan, and a bunch of cartoon hair bands.
Feng Nanshu turned to look at Jiang Qin stupidly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
At the same time, the people around turned their heads to look 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 phone.
Jiang Zhihua smiled brightly: "I set up a stall under the rostrum to sell water and snacks. It's almost noon now, and the temperature will rise soon. I prepared a cool five-piece set for the boss lady."
"Why are you calling me boss lady?"
"I work for Mr. Jiang to make a living, so Miss Feng is of course our boss lady."
After listening to this, Feng Nanshu's heart was filled with joy and his eyes began to sparkle with joy.
After hearing what Boss Jiang said, all the girls around showed envious expressions and felt a little sour in their hearts.
Everyone in the School of Finance knew that Jiang Qin's business was growing bigger and bigger. Many bosses inside and outside the school were vying to cooperate with him and wanted to give him a share of the profits after selling goods.
Therefore, many people would call Feng Nanshu "Boss Lady" when they see her.
Especially the Xitian downstairs, everyone said that the milk tea shop was given to her by Jiang Qin. There are three more shops like this in other schools.
In other words, Feng Nanshu is the boss lady of the entire university town business district. Even if she doesn't have a penny on her, when she walks around the university town, there will definitely be a lot of people giving her food and drinks, but it depends on whether she is willing to accept them.
This matter is really fascinating for female college students.
Which girl doesn't want to be a princess? And because of Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu is the princess of the entire university town business district.
However, Jiang Qin knew that there was no such a cheap thing in the world. This was not a gift at all. It was a way to make the rich lady happy and cheat him of his money.
He dared to say that Jiang Zhihua would deliver the things and then go back and make a bill for it, and then ask for it back when the payment was settled at the end of the month.
But she finally made the rich lady happy, so Jiang Qin thanked her, took out one of the hair ties, and helped her tie a beautiful high ponytail.
"Damn it, you're always pretending."
Zhuang Chen sat on the right side of the fourth row, next to him was Jian Chun, who was holding his chin with his hand, his eyes full of envy and longing.
He knew very well what Jian Chun was envious of.
I envy Feng Nanshu’s identity as a boss’ wife and I envy her being doted on by Jiang Qin.
When the girl you like envies another girl, and her envy is because that girl is a certain boy's girl, it feels really uncomfortable.
Zhuang Chen took a deep breath, and the desire to start a business became stronger and stronger.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon and the competition on the field became more and more intense.
In the men's 1,000-meter race, the third group, as the starting gun sounded, Ren Ziqiang rushed out with all his might.
He wants to be number one, he must shine in some 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.
"Old Ren is so strong. You can actually run fifth. Among twelve people, you are already in the upper-middle level!"
Zhou Chao nodded repeatedly: "Brother Cao is right, I thought you couldn't hold on, brother, I have a new respect for you!"
"Fifth...is there a trophy?" Ren Ziqiang asked with his lips pursed.
"There's a chicken who can't even make it to the finals, but it doesn't matter, Brother Cao has decided, let Lao Jiang treat us to dinner tonight!"
(End of this chapter)
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