Quick Transmigration: I Was Cannon Fodder But Became the White Moonlight

Walking a few steps behind Pei Yue and Fu Dongheng, Chen Su's gaze appeared lowered, but in reality, she took in the interaction between the two in front of her.

Pei Yue spoke in a clear, continuous, and charming voice, accompanied by Fu Dongheng's brief and gentle responses.

After walking through the connecting corridor for a few minutes, we arrived at the vast open-air equestrian arena.

The green field is neatly divided into the track and spectator area by white fences. Behind the fences is a flat and open sand track, with a row of obstacle bars on the outside of the track.

The sunlight shone down, making the grass blades appear lush and vibrant green.

The air was filled with the scent of fresh grass juice and the smell of soil turned up by horses' hooves.

The stands were set up on the north side of the field, consisting of a row of wooden benches that rose in tiers, with a white canopy supporting them for shade. The college’s blue and white flags were wrapped around the railings and fluttered gently in the wind.

At this moment, quite a few students were already seated in the stands, gathered in twos and threes, their low conversations mixed with occasional laughter.

Most people were dressed in the academy's uniform equestrian attire: white riding breeches, black riding boots, and navy blue riding coats.

He looked dashing and heroic.

This brief journey together was enough for Chen Su to discern some clues.

Fu Dongheng undoubtedly possesses impeccable manners.

Every time Pei Yue turned her head to speak, he would tilt his head slightly, adopting a listening posture, his gaze behind his glasses fixed on Pei Yue's face, focused and polite.

When Pei Yue brought up an interesting topic, he listened attentively, occasionally nodding or giving a brief response, his tone steady and polite, with a faint smile always on his lips.

His pace was neither hurried nor slow, always maintaining a just-right distance from the jubilant Pei Yue beside him, neither appearing distant nor engaging in any physical contact.

However, beneath this gentleness lies a near-perfect detachment.

His responses were always concise, and he never took the initiative to extend the topic. His listening posture was impeccable, but he lacked a genuine enthusiasm for engaging with the subject...

They neither get close nor take the initiative to approach.

Everything was just right, and it stopped at just right.

The two appeared to be walking side by side, but in reality, they were clearly separated.

Chen Su lowered her eyelashes, concealing the fleeting understanding in her eyes.

Fu Dongheng's aloofness and impeccable composure are probably more difficult to deal with than Cheng Yi's outward irritability.

The three of them soon arrived at the VIP grandstand area of ​​the equestrian arena.

This spot offers the best view, is carpeted with a soft, deep red rug, and furnished with comfortable white rattan chairs and small round tables, on which are served delicate tea and chilled drinks.

A number of well-dressed students and a few people who appeared to be faculty, staff or special guests were already seated.

As the president and vice president of the student council, Fu Dongheng and Pei Yue were naturally led to the front row, center position.

Chen Su consciously stopped in the shadows at the edge of the stands, a spot where she could hear Pei Yue's call at any time, but wouldn't be too conspicuous.

She carefully draped Pei Yue's coat over the back of an empty chair next to her, then stood quietly, gazing down at the spacious equestrian arena.

On the field, several glossy, well-built racehorses were warming up under the guidance of their jockeys, their hooves making a deep, rhythmic sound as they trod on the grass.

The equestrian performance will begin soon.

Riders rode their tall, strong horses in circles around the arena, overcoming obstacles and changing formations.

Next came the variety show, the speed competition...

Applause and gasps of surprise rang out from the audience from time to time.

Pei Yue watched intently, occasionally turning her head to whisper a few words to Fu Dongheng beside her.

Fu Dongheng occasionally chimed in, but most of the time, his gaze remained calmly fixed on the scene, his expression as gentle and indifferent as ever, revealing little about his personal likes or dislikes.

Chen Su didn't know much about equestrianism, nor did he have much interest in it.

In her view, this was nothing more than another elegant pastime belonging to the privileged class, far removed from her world.

She watched calmly, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the agile horses and skilled riders in the arena. More often, her gaze seemed unfocused, but in reality, it silently swept across every corner of the audience, observing the interactions between the well-dressed young men and women...

The sun was scorching; even standing on the edge of the sunshade, you could feel the heat.

The clamor of the audience, the muffled thud of horses' hooves, the referee's whistle, the host's commentary... all sorts of sounds mingled together, creating a noisy background.

Just as one set of obstacle courses ended and the riders led their horses off the field, staff quickly entered the field to level the sand, preparing for the next round.

Chen Su's gaze inadvertently swept over the logistics area at the edge of the venue and paused for a moment.

Right next to the entrance to the stable, several long tables were pushed together, covered with drinking water, towels, and some basic first-aid supplies.

Several students in gray overalls were busy tidying up things. Some were folding towels, some were pouring water into paper cups, and some were putting the used horse harnesses back on the shelf next to them.

Among these busy figures, one girl stood out.

It wasn't because she did anything special, but because of her unique aura that made her stand out from her surroundings.

She was wearing a gray work uniform that was obviously too big, with the cuffs rolled up several times, revealing a section of thin, pale wrist. The hem of the uniform almost reached her knees, making her already slender figure appear even thinner.

Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, with a few stray strands falling from her forehead and being pinned behind her ears with a black hair clip, revealing her small and fair ears.

She was bending down to move a stack of neatly folded towels to the other side of the table, her movements quick and quiet.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and the sunlight fell perfectly on her profile.

Chen Su's gaze sharpened slightly.

That's Xu Nanqiao.

Xu Nanqiao's appearance is the kind of delicate beauty that is almost plain. Her eyebrows and eyes are slender, her nose is not high but the lines are soft, and her lips are light pink. She does not wear any makeup, and her whole face is clean and tidy without any extra embellishment.

Her skin had a warm hue, like it had been tanned by the sun. Her cheekbones were slightly prominent, and her jawline was slender. She looked thin and resilient, which seemed out of place for her age.

At this moment, she was bending down and putting a folded towel into the basket. Her movements were delicate and focused. The wisps of hair on her forehead were blown by the wind, and she gently tucked them behind her ears with her hand.

She seemed to sense something, slightly raised her eyes, glanced in the direction of the stands with a calm and indifferent look, and then lowered her head again to continue doing what she was doing.

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Pei Yue, who was ahead, seemed quite satisfied with the result of the obstacle course. She was talking to Fu Dongheng with her head turned to the side, her laughter ringing out.

Fu Dongheng nodded slightly. He raised his hand, his slender fingers loosening the neatly tied tie knot.

Then, he turned to the side to pick up the bottled water that was placed on the small round table next to him.

Just as he turned around, his gaze inadvertently swept across and unexpectedly collided with Chen Su, who had been standing quietly in the shadows to his side.

Chen Su seemed surprised that he would suddenly look over, and paused for a moment.

Fu Dongheng looked at her, as if recalling the little incident in the stairwell. The corners of his lips curved upwards into a slight smile, and he smiled politely at Chen Su and nodded.

Chen Su's heart skipped a beat, and as a reflex, she immediately nodded slightly in his direction as a response.

Then, she abruptly looked away, lowered her eyelashes, and concealed all the thoughts in her eyes.