Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

"Xia Xingqiao, we believe in you!"

"Even if you have no grades, you are the best!!"

"That's right, our Yinghe has no face to lose, just run away~"

"...It doesn't have to be so straightforward!"

Xia Xingqiao looked at the sincere smiling faces of the students around her, and felt warm in her heart: "Thank you everyone, I will try my best!"

Although Xia Xingqiao said this very seriously, in the eyes of other students, it was obviously Xia Xingqiao who was too kind to take the initiative to stand up, and even now he is still comforting them.

Woohoo, he is so nice!

If someone present has superpowers, they may be able to see the reminders of "favorite +1" and "favorite +2" popping up continuously above the heads of the students in the class at this time.

A few days later, led by Ying He, the inter-school sports meeting jointly organized by nineteen schools in Chengbei District officially kicked off.

The annual interschool sports meeting is huge and usually lasts for a week.

Because the wealthy Yinghe has the largest stadium in Beijing, not only athletes from other schools, but also other students and people from all walks of life who come to watch the game will gather on the Yinghe campus at this time of year.

Knowing that his younger brother will be participating in the project today, Xia Yichen has already postponed the afternoon meeting and came to Yinghe.

The Xia family also holds a lot of shares in Yinghe, but Xia Yichen refused the staff's warm reception.

He dressed very low-key today, casual clothes, and a hat to slightly cover his face, which has been on the cover of financial magazines many times.

It looks like an ordinary parent who cheers for his child.

The stadium was too big, Xia Yichen finally found Xia Xingqiao who was warming up before the 200-meter track.

Xia Xingqiao wore a pure white sportswear today. The sportswear was very loose, and the short-sleeved shorts just exposed his slender limbs that were white enough to glow in the sun.

Coupled with Xia Xingqiao's well-proportioned and slender limbs, even a simple movement of raising his hands and bending over is very pleasing to the eye.

So no matter whether they know him or not, many people's eyes are unconsciously attracted by this handsome young man in front of the runway.

Xia Yichen: "..."

Where are you looking one by one, close your eyes for him!

Xia Xingqiao was stretching her legs when she looked up and saw a familiar face in the distance.

His eyes lit up.

Doctor Rong!

Xia Xingqiao hadn't seen him since the last time he had a big blush in the school doctor's office.

Today, Dr. Rong still wears a white coat. He stands far away from the crowd, presumably in charge of ensuring the safety and health of the athletes.

But Xia Xingqiao clearly felt that Dr. Rong was also looking at him.

Xia Xingqiao happily waved at him.

Rong Tingye looked at Xia Xingqiao's slender waist exposed from under the hem of his clothes because he beckoned and raised his arms high.

This waist is a little whiter than the sportswear he is wearing, and it looks like it can be held with one hand.

Rong Tingye's eyes suddenly darkened, and he slowly ground his back molars.

By the time Rong Tingye was talking to another school doctor beside him, his expression had long since returned to normal: "I'm going to watch the game, so I'll trouble you here first."

Another old school doctor waved his hand and replied with a smile: "Go, go, you young people just like to join in the fun."

In the eyes of everyone, finally——

"boom--!!!"

With a gunshot, Xia Xingqiao rushed out like a bolt of lightning.