yournovel Chapter 87 My Niece is an Arrogant School Beauty
Chapter 87 My Niece is an Arrogant School Beauty
As Lin Ran walked over, her gaze lingered on the pair of high heels for a moment, and she nodded after looking at them.
Chen Leyao noticed his gaze and her brows furrowed slightly.
"Uncle, where are you looking?"
"Your shoes have a nice design."
Lin Ran was thinking about something else entirely. These shoes were on Su Peixue's feet; her jade-like feet, encased in black stockings, stepped into the transparent uppers, her arches curving upwards, the heels clicking softly on the floor tiles…
No, thinking about this any longer will ruin my lifelong reputation.
Chen Leyao found it a bit strange. Other boys who liked her always seemed timid and hesitant in front of her. Even though they wanted to look at her, their eyes would dart away, glancing at her briefly before quickly looking away, only to secretly glance back a few seconds later.
Lin Ran is different. When he looks at you, he just stares directly at you, openly and honestly, without anything superfluous in his eyes.
But then again, Lin Ran already has a beautiful girlfriend like Su Peixue. Chen Leyao felt a little defeated when she thought of Su Peixue.
It's not that she also likes Lin Ran, but no girl is indifferent to her appearance, and of course, everyone wants to be the most beautiful one.
"My dad asked me to bring you the pattern so you can take a look."
Chen Leyao squatted down, unzipped her backpack, and took out her clothes one by one.
High-waisted A-line midi skirt, dark gray, made of a blended fabric with a beautiful drape. Embroidered cotton-linen skirt, with small floral embroidery on a creamy white background, the stitching is fine and dense. High-neck knit top, fitted style, with an elastic neckline.
Chen Leyao tugged at the hem of her hooded sweatshirt. "And this one too."
Lin Ran picked up each garment one by one and examined them. He checked the fabric, the stitching, the labels on the collars, and the finishing on the cuffs. After finishing the last garment, he folded it neatly and put it back in the bag.
"Good, tell your dad to stock up. Singles' Day is in a month, we don't want to have a warehouse overload."
"Are you really that confident, Uncle?"
"Of course, every single one is a bestseller."
In her previous life, Lin Ran worked part-time as a customer service representative for an online store during her freshman year of college. It happened to be a women's clothing store, so she knew exactly which items were bestsellers during Singles' Day.
"I didn't realize Uncle had such good taste in clothes."
Chen Leyao just got used to calling her that.
Not far away, several boys were coming out of the side gate of the stadium. The one in the middle was very tall, wearing a dark blue sports jacket, the zipper only zipped up to his chest.
He had a good-looking face, high brow bones, and a slightly square chin. Two or three people wearing the same style of jacket followed him. One of them glanced towards the locust tree and tugged at the taller man's sleeve.
"Brother Peng, isn't that your sweetheart, School Beauty Chen?"
Hu Zhangpeng turned his head and saw two people standing under the locust tree. Chen Leyao was taking a bag from Lin Ran, which was stuffed with several pieces of clothing. She was zipping up her backpack with her head down, a smile still lingering on her lips.
"Why is there a guy next to her? He's holding clothes in his hand. Is he trying to flirt with the school beauty?"
"He's wearing a Lushan University athlete's vest. Peng, are you sure you haven't been poached by another school?"
Hu Zhangpeng zipped up his jacket a little and walked over. His expression was relatively relaxed as he stood in front of Lin Ran.
"Hey handsome guy from Lushan University, please don't harass our beautiful girls from USTC." The tone was joking, but it also carried a hint of asserting dominance.
"Isn't there a popular freshman at your school named Su Peixue? You should focus your attention on her more."
Chen Leyao rolled her eyes.
She knew all too well. Su Peixue was Lin Ran's girlfriend.
That night at home, Su Peixue video-called me, bringing her face close to the screen and saying, "I miss you," a memory I still vividly recall.
Lin Ran neither agreed nor disagreed, and simply left.
Hu Zhangpeng smiled as he watched Lin Ran's retreating figure.
"The people from Lushan University are quite individualistic."
Then he saw the bag in Chen Leyao's hand, which was full of clothes. "What kind of guy gives a girl so many fancy clothes as a first gift?"
Chen Leyao was bending down to zip up her backpack when she heard this and stopped.
"Do you think these clothes are flashy? Ugly?"
"It's not that they're ugly," Hu Zhangpeng said with a smile, waving his hand. "It's just that there are too many styles, it's dazzling, and they don't look very high-end..."
"I'm so sorry." Chen Leyao slung her backpack over her shoulder, stood up straight, and lightly tapped her crystal high heels on the ground. "My father's clothing factory is too small, and the clothes he makes don't meet Young Master Hu's standards."
Hu Zhangpeng was stunned. The men next to him all took a half step back, some pretending to cough, others turning their faces away.
"No... Le Yao, that's not what I meant..."
But he reacted quickly, pausing for less than two seconds before changing his expression and becoming extremely sincere. "I meant there are just too many styles. I have no sense of aesthetics and can't tell the difference between good and bad. But now that I look closely, these styles are all so beautiful! They look absolutely stunning on Le Yao."
A guy behind him tugged at his sleeve. "Brother Peng, the 10km race is about to start, hurry up and check in!"
Hu Zhangpeng took two steps back and waved to Chen Leyao. "Leyao, remember to cheer me on!"
"Then let's see if your performance is enough to make me cheer you on." Chen Leyao brushed her hair behind her ear and raised her chin slightly.
"Peng runs half marathons all the time, a pace of 4:10 per kilometer! He can easily handle 10 kilometers!" The guys next to him were already egging him on. Another shouted, "Peng will definitely win first place! The sassy school beauty on the big screen is watching him!"
On the stadium's giant screen, photos of male contestants were scrolling by. One by one, the finalists of the "Magic Book Campus Beauty Contest" flashed by: sweet campus beauties, cute campus beauties, artistic campus beauties. The last photo was of Chen Leyao, with the tag "Arrogant Campus Beauty" below. She stood in front of the USTC library, her face turned away from the camera, her chin slightly raised.
Chen Leyao glanced at the big screen. "I have no interest in these kinds of awards." Then she turned her face away, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Lin Ran changed into his sportswear and stood in front of the starting line of the 10,000-meter race.
He wore a Luda University vest with the white school badge printed on the front. He bent down to tighten his shoelaces, and when he straightened up, he glanced at the stadium's big screen.
The "GG" slot for the Magic Book was right on his turn. The homepage featured a compilation of pictures of several school beauties, with the Magic Book logo in the bottom right corner. The pages were outlined in pale gold against a purplish-black background. A GG slot worth 50,000 yuan—worth it.
The stadium, with tens of thousands of people, is filled with students whose social circles are being penetrated by the magic book. Coupled with the recent popularity of the campus beauty pageant, this wave of exposure can further increase user stickiness.
On the track next to him, someone was stretching their ankles. Hu Zhangpeng, wearing a white sports vest from USTC, was doing a light jump in place, his toes bouncing off the ground as he landed. He looked up and saw Lin Ran, and paused for a moment.
"You run 10,000 meters too?"