Chapter 240: Feng Nanshu Has Abs

April in Linchuan was clear and sunny with comfortable temperatures as the morning sun dispersed the fine mist and lingering chill.

A gentle breeze blew, soft like smooth silk, carrying the vibrancy of spring.

Just as Jiang Qin stepped down from the podium, the loud speakers behind him crackled to life, playing “Athletes’ March”, its familiar melody even more nostalgic than the spring wind.

Having heard this since childhood, it felt engraved in one’s DNA. Even an old soul like Jiang Qin felt inexplicably excited hearing it in that moment.

He walked over to the spectator seats for the School of Finance and saw many people had already gathered inside the track.

There were competitors like Ren Ziqiang, Zhang Guangxu and others.

There were also spectators cheering on their brothers like Cao Guangyu, Zhou Chao, Jiang Tian, Song Qingqing, and even Pan Xiu.

After all, the sports meet competitions concerned the honor of the classes and departments, so even if Ren Ziqiang wasn’t very popular in class, now that he was competing, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.

“Old Jiang, I’m about to compete, please give me a blessing!”

Ren Ziqiang spotted Jiang Qin from afar and shouted, waving his hand.

“Bro, control your speed well, don’t take flight, otherwise they’ll say you’re using magic.”

Jiang Qin solemnly warned, immediately prompting a burst of laughter from inside the track.

A few female students from other departments nearby couldn’t help but turn to look, laughing more melodiously than silver bells, thinking this guy was so humorous and not bad looking either.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin put on a cold and handsome face and stepped into the spectator stands.

There were quite a few spectators from the School of Finance, mostly fashionably dressed freshmen and sophomores, with more guys than girls.

To them, the sports meet competitions didn’t mean much. Who got first or second didn’t really matter. The important thing was getting to know pretty girls and adding a few more QQ numbers. This was the essence of being a spectator.

And the most eye-catching among them was actually Feng Nanshu sitting in the third row.

She wore a white hoodie today with black jeans. Sitting ramrod straight with a cool expression, her fair skin was as smooth as a peeled boiled egg. Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyebrows and eyes enchanting, her red lips full and luscious.

If youth was most charming, then the little rich girl right now was even more charming than youth.

“Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin…”

Seeing Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu’s expression suddenly turned cute as she couldn’t help swinging her legs back and forth.

Jiang Qin sat down next to her, “Did you eat breakfast before coming?”

“I did.”

“What did you eat?”

The little rich girl secretly slipped her small hand into his, looking up at him, “I ate tea eggs and millet porridge.”

“I seem to have brought you some pistachios. Want some?”

“Sure.”

Jiang Qin reached into his pocket, took out a handful of pistachios and placed them in her hand. Just then, he heard the sound of a starting gun, instantly drawing his attention.

The event taking place on the track was the men’s sprint. Each round had twelve people with about eight rounds it seemed.

As the starting gun sounded, the guys dashed off, their strides incredibly fast, immediately eliciting exclamations from the sidelines.

The 100-meter sprint began and ended in an instant. Soon, a guy with a faux hawk hairstyle achieved victory. He then grabbed his collar and yanked hard, letting out a proud roar, but his shirt didn’t rip as expected.

So after some thought, he directly lifted the hem of his short-sleeved shirt, revealing distinct abs. He circled the finish line with both hands raised high, striking a victorious pose.

Damn, so what if you have abs? Clearly a fucking sports student.

As they say, to each their own profession. Having abs is a basic requirement for sports majors, just like us finance majors knowing how to do business. What’s there to show off about?

Jiang Qin calmly raised his hand to cover the little rich girl’s eyes and cracked open a pistachio to feed into her luscious little mouth.

“Tsk tsk, not even letting her look. For good friends, you sure are quite strict.” Gao Wenhui had a face full of shipping feels.

Jiang Qin made a disdainful sound, “What’s so good about that? Feng Nanshu definitely doesn’t like looking at it.”

“How can there be girls who don’t like seeing abs? As long as they’re not too exaggerated and are well-proportioned, I’d skip meals to stare carefully!”

“Gao Wenhui, don’t teach her random stuff all day. If you want to look, go closer and look for yourself.”

Feng Nanshu suddenly pushed Jiang Qin’s hand away, “Jiang Qin, do you have abs?”

Jiang Qin slipped his hand under his shirt to feel. Although it was very flat, there were no contours. “I do, I have one big chunk.”

“Let me see.” Feng Nanshu was eager.

Jiang Qin immediately covered his belly, “Men and women shouldn’t touch intimately. How can you want to see everything?”

Gao Wenhui suddenly lowered her voice, “Jiang Qin, you may not know, but Feng Nanshu has obliques.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, beautiful beyond compare.” Gao Wenhui’s voice was full of temptation.

Jiang Qin felt this was normal. The little rich girl had learned all sorts of things since she was young. Besides piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she also had sports like taekwondo. Having obliques was very normal.

“I don’t believe it. If you’ve got the guts, show me.” Jiang Qin swallowed.

Feng Nanshu was stunned for a moment, reaching to pull up her own shirt, but was stopped by Gao Wenhui, “In your dreams! Unless you’re willing to show abs in exchange for seeing Feng Nanshu’s, otherwise don’t even think about taking advantage.”

“If I can’t see then forget it. I don’t really want to see that badly.”

Jiang Qin pretended to be nonchalant and shifted his gaze back to the arena. Suddenly he saw Zhang Guangxu, who was participating in the long jump, dive headfirst into the sand pit, scaring Jiang Tian and Song Qingqing into covering their eyes.

He’s screwed. This guy directly lost his mate-seeking privileges for this semester.

Next was Old Ren’s turn. But this guy probably couldn’t get the first place he dreamed of either. Making it into the top four would be burning high incense.

But as long as he wasn’t as embarrassing as Zhang Guangxu, Old Ren basically still won.

Jiang Qin took out his phone and spun it between his fingers. At the same time, he turned to look at the little rich girl. After confirming her attention wasn’t on him, he opened a WAP webpage and Baidu searched how to train abs.

Side crunches, lying leg raises, sit-ups…

This stuff doesn’t seem too difficult. Try doing a few sets at night. Not for the sake of seeing the little rich girl’s obliques, purely for a man’s pride.

Jiang Qin was earnestly memorizing the key points of the movements above when he noticed a shadow floating over on the ground.

He looked up and saw a woman stuffing a transparent bag into the little rich girl’s arms.

The bag contained a sun hat, a happy beverage, tissues, a small battery-operated fan, and a bundle of cartoon hair ties.

Feng Nanshu was a bit dazed, turning to look at Jiang Qin, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

At the same time, the people around also turned to look because they recognized this woman, knowing she was the boss of the campus supermarket.

“Boss Jiang, why are you here?” Jiang Qin put away his phone.

Jiang Zhihua revealed a bright smile, “I set up a stall below the podium to sell water and snacks. Seeing that it’s almost noon and the temperature will rise quickly, I prepared a cooling five-piece set for the lady boss.”

“Why do you also call her lady boss?”

“I follow President Jiang to earn my meals, so Miss Feng is naturally our lady boss.”

After hearing this, Feng Nanshu’s heart was pounding, overjoyed to the point her eyes started sparkling.

And hearing Boss Jiang’s words, the girls around all showed envious expressions, feeling a bit sour inside.

Everyone in the School of Finance knew Jiang Qin’s business was growing bigger and bigger. Many bosses inside and outside the school were scrambling to cooperate with him, even giving him a cut after selling goods.

So, many people would call Feng Nanshu “lady boss” when they saw her.

Especially Xitian downstairs. Everyone said that milk tea shop was Jiang Qin’s gift to her. Shops like that, there were three more in other schools.

In other words, Feng Nanshu was basically the lady boss of the entire university district business circle. Even if she didn’t carry a single cent on her, if she took a stroll around the university district, there would definitely be many people sending her things to eat and drink. It just depended on whether she wanted to accept.

This matter was really fascinating to female college students.

Which girl doesn’t hope to be a princess?

And because of Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu was the princess of the entire university district business circle.

But Jiang Qin knew there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. This damn well wasn’t gifting, this was coaxing the little rich girl to happily dig into his pockets!

He dared say, after Jiang Zhihua delivered the items, she’d turn around and record it. Then at the end of the month when settling accounts, she’d ask for it back.

But she did make the little rich girl happy after all, so Jiang Qin thanked her, took out a hair tie, and tied a beautiful high ponytail for her.

“Damn, always acting cool.”

Zhuang sat in the fourth row on the right. Next to him was Jian Chun propping her chin with her hand, her eyes full of envy and longing.

He was very clear about what Jian Chun was envying.

She envied Feng Nanshu’s identity as the lady boss and envied how Jiang Qin doted on her.

When the girl you like envies another girl, and her envy is because that girl is some guy’s girl, this feeling is really unbearable.

Zhuang Chen took a deep breath, his entrepreneurial determination growing ever stronger.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon and the competitions on the field were getting fiercer.

Men’s 1000 meters, third group. As the starting gun sounded, Ren Ziqiang went all out and dashed forward.

He wanted to be first. He had to shine in some area. He wanted all the girls in class to cheer for him!

A while later, Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao greeted Ren Ziqiang at the finish line with water and towels.

“Old Ren is too strong! Actually able to run to fifth place out of twelve people. You’re already at an upper-middle level!”

Zhou Chao nodded repeatedly, “Cao is right. I thought you wouldn’t be able to stick it out. Bro, I’ve gained a new level of respect for you!”

“Fifth place… Is there a trophy?” Ren Ziqiang asked, pursing his lips.

“Like hell there is. Can’t even make it to the finals. But no worries, Cao has decided to have Old Jiang treat us to a meal tonight!”