After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 315 The Smell of Gunpowder in the Air

The fact that we finished last for several years makes this competition all the more important.

This competition is not only about socializing and fostering relationships, but more importantly, about restoring the reputation of Chaoyang College.

It's easy to imagine how much importance it will receive.

"That's great, President! With you here, our academy will definitely win this time."

"Never be too certain about anything."

"Sigh, if it weren't for your business preventing you from attending a few years ago, would they have been able to gloat for so long?"

Holding the ball in his arms, Cheng Yan felt an urge to punch someone when he thought about their faces back then.

As soon as I turned my head, a familiar figure caught my eye out of the corner of my eye.

"President, do you think that's Lan Jing from Xingyao Academy?"

Cheng Yan craned his neck, his sharp eyes fixed on the pair of figures on the arched bridge.

He rubbed his chin with his fingertips, a thoughtful look on his face. "But... who's that girl next to him? Doesn't she look a lot like that girl from our academy?"

Gu Yuesheng paused, her expression indifferent as she followed Cheng Yan's gaze.

But see...

The girl had her back to them, while the handsome young man's brows were filled with a fierce aura.

He tilted his head, his eyes full of mockery and ridicule, as well as a mischievous glint in his eyes.

From a distance, it looks like they've been bullied.

Cheng Yan's curiosity was piqued. "Why don't we go take a look?"

Gu Yuesheng's clear, unfathomable eyes flickered, but he remained standing there without answering.

And the other side.

"Tsk, what a pity."

A hint of boredom appeared on Lan Jing's handsome face; it wasn't his little fairy after all.

He looked the girl up and down, and had to admit that, aside from her face, just looking at her figure...

The person in front of him looked so much like her, giving him the feeling that she was his little fairy. Lan Jing chewed on his cola-flavored lollipop unhappily, shaking his head wearily. It must be because he hadn't seen his little fairy for so long that he had this illusion.

How could someone so ugly possibly be a fairy?

The girl, rejected once again: "..."

Lu You's forehead veins bulged as she barely suppressed the urge to slap the boy to death.

Lan Jing suppressed his emotions and was about to turn around and leave. He didn't want to waste a single second on things that weren't of interest to him.

"Isn't this Lan Jing from Xingyao Academy? What makes her so free that she's wandering off campus during class time?"

Cheng Yan smiled and pulled the aloof young man behind him closer, a basketball spinning between his fingers. "Want to play basketball with us?"

"none of your business?"

Lan Jing retorted, leaning lazily against the stone railing, tilting her head as she bit into the lollipop.

Finally, he added, in a cheeky way, "A defeated opponent."

With just one glance, he recognized the other person, his opponent on the court.

Cheng Yan: "..."

"The previous times were because our president wasn't there. This year our president will be participating, so it's still uncertain who will win or lose."

"Oh, and then what? What does that have to do with me?"

"..."

Cheng Yan felt that if he continued talking to him, he would be driven crazy.

"Without further ado, see you on the court."

Lan Jing chuckled, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the aloof and noble young man beside her, a hint of bewilderment in her eyes. "Then we'll wait and see."

For Lan Jing, there were only two things that could arouse his interest, one of which was about that mysterious organization.

The other thing is his little fairy.

As for the others, what do they have to do with him?
(End of this chapter)