155: Neither of us are good people.

Finding a seat in the stands, Liang Can pulled a bag of sunflower seeds from his pocket and started cracking them.

“Zhejiang Communication University truly is a paradise on earth. The average beauty of the girls here is absolutely unmatched among Hangzhou City universities.”

Fei Ke's eyes hadn't rested since he sat down; whenever a beautiful girl passed by, he would watch her until she was dozens of feet away.

Liang Can spat the seed husks into a garbage bag and shook his head: “Actually, no. If we're talking purely about looks, the girls at Zhejiang Arts University have a slight edge.”

This was something a friend of Liang Can had told him; Liang Can himself had definitely never interacted with girls from Zhejiang Arts University.

Fei Ke was startled: “Really?”

“Of course.”

Liang Can explained to Fei Ke: “Although Zhejiang Arts University is a vocational college, think about it—pretty girls are exposed to temptation from their surroundings since childhood.”

“Even if they don't want to date, they can't resist the persistent pursuit of yellow-haired guys, so their academic performance is generally average.”

“Zhejiang Communication University has such a high admission score; only a few art students can get in. The vast majority of beautiful art students naturally have to go to Zhejiang Arts University.”

After listening, Fei Ke's admiration for Liang Can grew: “Is this what it means to see the essence through the phenomena?”

“Brother Can, I understand now.”

Liang Can looked at Fei Ke and asked curiously, “What have you realized now?”

Fei Ke: “Zhejiang Communication University has high-quality students, and pursuing them gives a sense of accomplishment.”

Done speaking, Fei Ke stood up, looked around, and said to Liang Can, “I should also break away from your guidance and start making a move on these high-quality beauties. Brother Can, farewell for now. Wait for my good news.”

Having said that, Young Master Fei disappeared into the crowd.

Liang Can watched Fei Ke leave, looking at his retreating figure and wondering, “Will this Buddy get beaten up?”

“Forget it. If something happens, I'll just pretend I don't know him.” Liang Can was unperturbed and continued cracking sunflower seeds.

Just then, the athlete processions began entering the field, marching past department by department.

“Next, approaching us is the School of Broadcasting and Hosting Arts,” the announcement boomed.

Almost simultaneously, many students around Liang Can immediately stood up, and cheers and applause erupted one after another.

They were all directed at Wen Xiying.

Wen Xiying, clad in a red dress, held her head high, smiled, carried a sign, and walked confidently and spiritedly at the front of her department's procession.

She was so radiant under the sun, like a gorgeous rose in full bloom.

Red complements a person, making them look fair-skinned and noble.

Wen Xiying already had fair, delicate skin, and paired with the red dress, she could only be described as lusciously beautiful.

“Among the freshmen in our college this year, Wen Xiying must be the best-looking girl, right?”

“She deserves the title. Who is the absolute prettiest might be debatable, as everyone has different tastes, but judging by overall quality, Wen Xiying is definitely the most outstanding.”

“Does she have a boyfriend?”

“I haven't heard anything. It's only the first semester of freshman year; she probably won't be taken that quickly.”

Liang Can leaned on the railing, snapping photos with his camera, then turned his head and said to the students chatting nearby, “I guess she already has someone she likes, and that person is right here in these stands.”

“Oh?”

The students discussing looked at Liang Can and asked curiously, “Buddy, what makes you say that?”

Liang Can pursed his lips: “Wen Xiying is looking over here and waving hello.”

Everyone quickly looked toward the sports field.

Sure enough, Wen Xiying was holding the sign with one hand, her face turned toward the stands, beaming a bright, brilliant smile while continuously waving in greeting.

Finally, she brought her pale, slender hand to her red lips, then swung it outward.

It was a flying kiss!

Many of the boys in the venue grew excited, but only Liang Can knew that the flying kiss was meant for him.

“Holy crap, it's real!”

“What this gentleman says is absolutely right! I can feel it too. She's not just going through the motions; she's specifically greeting someone!”

“Who is it? Who the hell is that lucky?”

Several boys sighed regretfully, then, overcome with curiosity, began looking at the people next to them.

Liang Can was secretly suppressing a laugh, then seriously began to analyze: “I guess... it shouldn't be someone from our school.”

“From another school!?”

“Damn! Our school's most gorgeous flower has been snatched by an outsider?”

“Sir, why do you say that?”

Liang Can put down his camera and smiled: “Wen Xiying is so famous in our school. If she were dating a guy from our school, word would definitely get around, right?”

“Definitely.” Everyone nodded.

“So,” Liang Can spread his hands, “the only truth that could be kept secret this well is that the person she likes is not from this school.”

Everyone exchanged glances: “That makes so much sense! Who could it be then?”

After saying this, one of them sized up Liang Can and asked curiously, “Buddy, you look a little unfamiliar. You're not from our major, are you?”

Liang Can remained calm. He had just randomly chosen a spot in the stands and didn't know which department's students were gathered there.

“Oh, I'm a graduate student. I came over to take some photos for promotional material.” Liang Can casually made up an excuse.

No one suspected him. After all, Liang Can's good looks were obvious; he looked exactly like someone from Zhejiang Communication University.

After taking photos of Wen Xiying, Liang Can found an empty seat and sat down, patiently waiting for Ying Za to take the field as an athlete.

He planned to capture her grace running across the track, collect beautiful photos of Ying Za, and then, on a meaningful day, compile them into an album collection to give her.

Key point: When pursuing a rich girl, throwing money around is useless; you have to use your heart.

They are currently at the age where they don't want lots and lots of money, but only lots and lots of love.

While looking down and flipping through the photos he had just taken, Liang Can suddenly sniffed.

Without looking up, his eyes still fixed on the camera screen, he blurted out, “You finally showed up.”

A girl wearing a short-sleeved shirt and athletic shorts, with a neat ponytail, sat down beside him.

Jiang Yuan asked curiously, “You didn't even look, how did you know it was me?”

Liang Can put down the camera, looked at Jiang Yuan, and said with a grin, “I smelled your scent. I knew it was you right away.”

Jiang Yuan raised her hand and sniffed her own clothes, asking in astonishment, “What kind of superpower is this?”

“Nothing special, just practice makes perfect.”

Recognizing a woman by scent is a skill that requires countless hours of refinement.

Scientific research shows that taste memory is the most fleeting, while smell memory is the opposite.

Liang Can looked at Jiang Yuan's cool outfit and smiled, “Are you competing today too?”

“Mm, I'm a junior now, and this is my last sports meet, so I thought I'd participate,” Jiang Yuan said with a smile. “So I signed up for the 4x100 relay.”

Liang Can nodded, pulled out the sunflower seeds: “Want some?”

Jiang Yuan smiled and politely declined.

“Are you here to see Wen Xiying?”

“Obviously.”

Jiang Yuan glanced at Liang Can, cupping her face with both hands: “If those boys knew you were Wen Xiying's sweetheart, their envious glares would probably kill you.”

“You shouldn't say things like that. Wen Xiying and I are currently just regular friends,” Liang Can explained.

“Oh?”

Jiang Yuan looked at Liang Can, her eyes smiling: “Then what kind of girl do you like?”

Liang Can: “The Wen Xiying type.”

“Pretty ones?”

“Rich ones.”

“...”

Jiang Yuan had previously covered for Liang Can.

Moreover, she mistakenly believed Liang Can was the type of 'phoenix man' who would suck up to rich girls to gain resources for his startup.

Therefore, this calculating girl, who was good at enduring, felt that she and Liang Can were the same kind of people.

She felt a sense of mutual appreciation, though this was merely Jiang Yuan's one-sided perception.

So Jiang Yuan said meaningfully, “Then, you have the same idea about that large-chested rich girl at Hangzhou Dianzi University, right?”

“What idea?” Liang Can asked.

“That you maintain close relationships with them because they are rich.”

Liang Can thought, “Sure enough, Senior Jiang Yuan has already categorized me as a calculating gigolo.”

How interesting.

Thinking this, Liang Can sighed and quietly asked, “You don't look down on me, do you?”

Jiang Yuan chuckled softly: “We are both people living life vigorously. Why would I look down on you?”

Liang Can's mouth curved upwards. He raised his camera, click, and took a close-up photo of Jiang Yuan's profile.

Looking down at the resulting photo, Liang Can said with a smile, “I bet your popularity in school might even be higher than Wen Xiying's.”

“Because I look relatively easy to get, right?” Jiang Yuan gave a faint smile.

She tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear and chuckled softly: “Average, or even poor, family background, decent looks, weak personality, and friendly to everyone—this type looks easy to pursue. If someone is just a little nice to me, I'll be eternally grateful and offer myself to them.”

“Men probably all think this way.”

Liang Can burst out laughing after hearing this: “But who would have thought that the only obedient thing about you is your face.”

“But you never seemed to look down on me. The first time we met, you even held significant hostility,” Jiang Yuan said with a smile. “That surprised me, and it was also a pleasant surprise. I felt respected.”

Hearing this, Liang Can couldn't help but sigh internally, “This woman really is unique.”

Perhaps for those who show gentleness in front of her, deliberately displaying their masculinity, Jiang Yuan would inwardly despise them.

Putting on an act as a devoted warm guy, thinking you can win me over with that, huh?

Heh, naive.

So, some of Liang Can's actions, by accident, hit the mark with Jiang Yuan.

Thinking of this, Liang Can looked at Jiang Yuan and asked with a smile, "You wouldn't think we're quite a match, would you?"

Jiang Yuan smiled without speaking.

Are we a match? Let's not discuss that for now.

But anyway, neither of us is any good.

Jiang Yuan was about to speak when she suddenly noticed Liang Can staring at her.

It wasn't until Jiang Yuan felt completely uncomfortable under his gaze that Liang Can said with a smile, "Just like you think those vulgar men can't see through you, and you scoff at them inwardly."

"Jiang Yuan, you wouldn't think you've already seen through me, would you?"

"If you think that, then you're taking a very narrow path."

Jiang Yuan grew up following her grandparents selling goods, dodging city management, and battling local ruffians. The one thing she wasn't afraid of was being threatened.

The Senior Jiang Yuan smiled, leaned slightly closer to Liang Can, and, looking at the lively sports field below, said with a faint smile, "I'd like to see what you can do to me."

Liang Can: "I'll go curse at you under your account."

Jiang Yuan: "."

Liang Can smiled, continued to fiddle with his camera, and said to Jiang Yuan, "This profile shot is pretty good. I'll edit it when I get back and send it to you for your new avatar."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Yuan: "How are you going to thank me?"

Jiang Yuan whispered, "I'll treat you to a foot massage."

This is indeed a good way to relax and have fun. A private date at a foot bath shop is actually a great choice.

It's quite private, and no one will disturb you.

After seeing Jiang Yuan off, the sports meeting officially began.

University sports meetings usually last about two days, and there will be a closing ceremony then.

In such occasions, everyone has a high degree of freedom; as long as you don't rush onto the track and interfere with the competition, you can go anywhere.

While strolling, Liang Can saw Fei Ke standing by the women's high jump, cheering loudly.

No one nearby knew this Buddy, but seeing his enthusiastic and active demeanor, the broadcasting major thought Fei Ke was from the directing major, and the directing major thought he was from the Animation and Digital Academy.

Liang Can didn't go forward to interfere with Fei Ke's actions, just quietly watched him from the side.

Fei Ke, let your master witness your magnanimity.

"Oh dear!" a delicate cry.

A beautiful girl from a certain major, while high jumping, hit her ankle on the bar. She lay on the mat, clutching her leg, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, looking pained.

Seeing this, Fei Ke immediately rushed forward, taking the lead: "Let me do it!"

Under everyone's gaze, Fei Ke pulled out Yunnan Baiyao spray and safflower oil from his pocket: "I brought bruise medicine!"

Liang Can: "."

He is truly outstanding, Liang Can thought.

Now is the time to step forward and help a good roommate.

Liang Can immediately rushed forward to maintain order: "Quick, Fei Ke, carry the injured person away, don't obstruct the competition."

Fei Ke looked at Liang Can gratefully. Just as he was about to reach out, the injured girl suddenly called out, "Wait."

The girl looked at Liang Can: "Brother, could I trouble you to carry me?"

Fei Ke: '.'

Liang Can said seriously, "Oh, I'd be too embarrassed."

The girl shook her head and shyly said, "It's fine, hurry up, don't delay other students' competitions because of me."

Fei Ke's face turned ashen, and he said to Liang Can, "Brother Can, let's go, I can't stand this trashy place for another minute."

Liang Can patted Fei Ke's shoulder and comforted him, "Girls who judge by looks really aren't worth it. Come on, Brother will take you to find those who don't care about looks."

"Are there really such girls?"

"Yes, hang those eight property deeds under your name around your neck, and I guarantee there will be."

Fei Ke was so angry he laughed instead: "Is that really for me, or is it for my houses!"

At least you know yourself well, kid.

The defeated Fei Ke and Liang Can squatted by the track; he needed to recuperate before re-entering the fray.

Before that, let's just admire the long, white legs of the passing beautiful girl athletes.

"Hiss, so white, so tender!" Fei Ke wiped his drool, chuckling, "Brother Can, it's pretty satisfying to just feast your eyes, right!"

At this moment, the broadcast began to announce: The women's 100-meter race is about to begin.

Wen Xiying and a group of contestants arrived at the track and field. Liang Can decisively picked up his camera and snapped away.

Ying Za noticed that Liang Can was acting as her one-day photographer today. After spreading her legs, she put one hand on her hip and made a V-sign with the other hand in front of her eyes.

"It's good to be beautiful, photos turn out great with just a casual shot." Liang Can couldn't help but sigh.

"Ready!"

The referee raised the starting gun high, and with a 'bang,' Wen Xiying burst out of the starting blocks.

Liang Can followed, cheering, "Go, Ying Za!"

The 100-meter sprint is all about tension and excitement. Ying Za performed well, coming in second.

The first place was a long-legged girl, looking quite heroic and spirited.

Just after she won the championship, a boy suddenly rushed out of the crowd with a large bouquet of roses and ran towards the long-legged girl.

"Xingxing, congratulations, let's be together!"

This sudden confession made the already lively scene even more boisterous.

Students gathered around to take photos and egg them on, and some even shouted, "Say yes, say yes!"

Fei Ke couldn't help but 'spit,' muttering, "What the hell are they doing at a pure sports meeting? It's simply defiling the spirit of sports, damn it!"

The long-legged girl was clearly in an ambiguous stage with the confessing boy. Faced with the confession, she was both delighted and shy, and finally, amidst everyone's cheers, she shyly accepted the roses.

The confessing boy was ecstatic and directly hugged the long-legged girl, and they kissed in the middle of everyone.

Liang Can and Fei Ke watched from the side, cursing in unison, "Damn it!"

Fei Ke gritted his teeth for a long time, then suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, Brother Can, what's there for you to curse about? Isn't kissing a matter of minutes for you?"

Liang Can glared at Fei Ke: "Don't say such things when we're out; if someone with ulterior motives hears it, it will ruin my reputation."

Fei Ke glanced at Liang Can, then 'spit' again: "Pah, scumbag!"

While everyone was gathered around the confessing couple, Liang Can sidled up to Wen Xiying, happily taking credit: "Look, look, I took so many beautiful photos of you!"

Then Liang Can looked at Wen Xiying, his face full of anticipation.

Quick, praise me, praise me.

Quickly drag me into the small woods, and then kiss madly.

Ah, Ying Za's sweat must smell sweet!

Wen Xiying looked at the successful senior couple, muttering, "That's so nice."

Liang Can chuckled, "Right? How well I shot them! Hey, how do you know it's good when you haven't even seen it?"

Wen Xiying rolled her eyes at Liang Can speechlessly, then pointed at the confessing couple, saying irritably, "I meant they're so good! Look, how brave the boy is, confessing in public, and how happy the girl is!"

"Everyone is blessing them!"

Liang Can looked over, then nodded, "You're right."

After a pause, Liang Can proactively invited Wen Xiying, "Then let's go bless them too."

Wen Xiying: "."

Is he truly oblivious, or is he pretending to be oblivious!

Ying Za glared at Liang Can angrily and snapped, "You go by yourself, I'm going back to the dorm to shower!"

Before leaving, Ying Za also angrily stomped on Liang Can's foot.

Then she tossed her ponytail, crossed her arms, and turned to leave.

Liang Can looked down at his freshly bought new shoes and wanted to chase after her: "Hey, don't leave! Didn't we say we'd eat together?"

"Eat by yourself, you big idiot!" Wen Xiying turned back, made a face, and then scurried away.

Liang Can stood in place, watching Wen Xiying run off, and shrugged helplessly.

At this moment, Fei Ke crept up like a phantom, his expression extremely mischievous, and teased, "Yo, Brother Can, failed at flirting?"

Liang Can shook his head: "On the contrary, she's angry because I didn't flirt."

The plan was disrupted again.

It was so good originally: come watch Wen Xiying's competition, then congratulate her after she gets a good ranking.

Then, while Ying Za was in a good mood, immediately invite her for a private celebration dinner, a sweet date.

At a time like this, if Liang Can exercised his boyfriend's rights in advance, Ying Za would definitely agree.

Now, it's all gone to waste.

Thinking of this, Liang Can looked back at the successful confessing boy and muttered, "What the hell is with confessing for no reason? I suspect the girl just felt embarrassed to refuse in public, which is why she agreed."

"She'll be dumped sooner or later!" After spouting harsh words, Liang Can snorted coldly and turned to leave.