After Feng Xuan calculated the time to get rid of lunch outside the school, he got up and walked towards the teaching staff building.

As a top university in the country, in addition to rigorous teaching and strong faculty, the activities of the club are also colorful.

In the stadium next to the teaching staff building, people are often seen exercising, and basketballs are pounding on the ground, attracting a large number of students.

In the deep winter weather, the tall Tang Yan stood on the basketball court, wearing a navy blue wool sweater on the upper body, and the jeans on the lower body were tied up by brown short boots. His right hand was slapped the basketball rhythmically, his left hand was raised, and he was erected.

The index finger, his voice calmly and capable: "Score another goal."

As he said that, he dribbled the ball quickly and turned around. After throwing away the two people, his eyes moved sharply, his legs jumped up, and his body leaned back. His posture was as standard as an NB player, holding the ball with his left hand and throwing it with his right hand...

"Swish" the basketball entered the net, three-pointer, the ball entered!

"Ahhhh, so handsome!"

"Of course I'm handsome, and I don't see who voted."

"The senior is really amazing. He didn't make any warm-up preparations. He just went up and played and he got a score."

"Well, it would be great if I could get the senior's mobile number."

"It's better to dream about this kind of thing in private. Although the senior is not cold, he is definitely proud enough. Last time, the department of the art department sent a letter to him, the senior didn't even glance at him, and he didn't stop walking. He just hooked his eyes.

He walked over with the hook."

The girls were discussing the main force standing on the basketball court with great enthusiasm. When they saw Feng Xuan coming over, they gasped.

"Look, it's Feng Xuan from the Department of Economic Management."

"Wow, I'm so handsome. The first time I've seen a boy with such white skin."

"School sister, you are so lucky. This guy doesn't usually come to school. Today, Professor Ma must have called him."

"I heard that Senior Feng and Senior Tang are very disliked. Is that true, senior sister?"

"The two of them are indeed full of gunpowder when they meet." The senior sister reached out and touched her chin, pretending to be meditated.

Feng Xuan subconsciously looked at this side, and saw the man playing basketball stopping, lifting his sweater with his left hand, revealing his bronze abdominal muscles, and wiping his sweat handsomely, causing bursts of screams.

It's him...

Feng Xuan pursed his thin lips, his face still calm.

Tang Yan, the top student at B University, won all the honors he received for the school in the competition, just looking at his inability to be both talented and beautiful, it was beyond the reach of all students.

In addition, this person also has a handsome face comparable to the cover of a magazine. His height and weight are the most perfect golden ratio, and his whole body exudes the aura of a superior. In modern times, he is a rich second generation.

In ancient times, it was a complete prince.

But Tang Yan is not as generous as the average rich second generation. Instead, he is quite low-key, polite to everyone, and calm from the inside out. But calmness does not mean that he is very close, just like the girls discussed before

In that case, he is still quite arrogant in some aspects, but he is not arrogant and righteous, so he has a very good reputation in school.

The difference is that Tang Yan has been studying for graduate school for two years, while Feng Xuan is still considering whether to study for graduate school or go directly to internship.

However, because of the same major, there will inevitably be competition.

The two of them did not deliberately compete with each other, but the classmates around them often said that they were not tolerated by each other. Even the professor would tease him from time to time: "Are you sure you have won Tang Yan this time?"

Every time, Feng Xuan just curled his lips and smiled without answering. But the great classmates called this smile a provocation.

"Student, can you help pick up the basketball?" Tang Yan's face became clear through the iron net. There was a hint of playfulness in his deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth were curled up in a fixed curve.

There are countless men with big skin appearance, but Tang Yan's face does not make people find flaws. His nose is very straight and his eye sockets are very deep. Every minute is just right, with a bit of mixed-race smell.

It's even more amazing to see.

Paired with the hidden blue sweater on your body, the lines are smooth, the figure is upright, the wide shoulders and narrow buttocks, and the standard inverted triangle make people wonder if God had made a plug-in when creating this person.

Feng Xuan looked at the basketball under his feet, bent down and picked it up, threw it with one hand, his face blocked by a scarf, and he had no intention of talking.

"Thank you." Tang Yan stretched out his hand, steadily caught it, and put a ball around his fingertips. After a few rounds, the amber eyes seemed to be filled with fog.

Feng Xuan took back the basketball thrower, put it in his coat pocket, nodded at Tang Yan, then took a step towards the teaching staff building.

The back was tall and slender, thinner than ordinary men, looking seventy-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-six

"Swish, why are you irritating?" The team member standing next to Tang Yan curled his mouth and put his hand on the iron net: "Boss, why are you so polite to talk to him? I heard that guy sees you all the time.

It's pleasing to you."

Tang Yan ignored his words and reached out to dust off the dust that did not exist at the corner of his clothes. His eyes were deep and profound.

However, no one knows that on the Internet, two people who are incompatible have already had an intersection...

But that's another story.

I will not let Feng Meiren be lonely until she grows old and wait for the crew to broadcast the drama.

Everyone can see meager at that time. If you can do it, just listen to the drama.
Chapter completed!