Everyone wanted to be the main character, but in any era, only a handful of people could become the main character.
Narrowing it down to a region, a school, or even a fixed small circle, there was usually only one person who could become the main character.
It was very difficult for others to rise to the top. After all, to rise to the top meant to pull down other outstanding people. The position of the main character was very popular.
From the east to the west, from the parasol tree to the Lushan Academy, Liu Changan consciously realized that he was not the main character. He only wanted to compete for the Best Supporting Actor Award.
Being a supporting character was actually a very comfortable thing, especially in peaceful times. At this moment, those who could call the shots at the wind and drink the rain did not really catch his eye. In this era where everyone could live a good life, work hard, and study hard, Liu Changan was content to be a supporting character in this era. He did not want to lead this era.
After the afternoon class, Liu Changan didn't accept Zhu Juntang's invitation to go with her to the glass house to see her beautiful and insufferably arrogant little cousin. It turned out that Su Nanxiu, who was exceptionally mature and bossy with her words, was actually only fourteen years old. This was really dumbfounding. Zhu Juntang tried to recall what she was doing when she was fourteen years old … It seemed like there wasn't anything worth recalling. The only thing she could be sure of was that she was probably already a fairy at that time.
Liu Changan wandered around the School of Biology and stopped outside the volleyball court. He sat on a long chair beside a street lamp and watched the boys and girls jumping and slapping inside. There were few people playing, but they actually seemed to be training very seriously. Only then did he remember that he did not know if An Nuan had the opportunity to enter the university volleyball team.
Different from high schools, for a traditional sports school like Shonan University, there were all kinds of hidden talents in the various sports teams. From time to time, there would be players who performed well in local and even national sports competitions. It was even possible for them to win in international competitions. Moreover, many local retired athletes would choose to study in Shonan University, which could further improve the school's competition level.
An Nuan was a good player in the volleyball team of Fu Zhong. The pressure of competition was too great when she came to Shonan University. Looking at her usual attitude, it seemed that she was ready to give up because she knew something.
It was just that, after all, it was a sport that he liked. He did not have the opportunity to train and compete like he did in high school. It was inevitable that he would feel a little disappointed.
Liu Changan did not have the intention to continue fulfilling An Nuan's dream. He felt that life should not be perfect. This kind of mental journey was a kind of harvest and growth.
At this time, a girl in black musk-skinned hot pants ran past Liu Changan. Her shoe kicked Liu Changan, and she almost fell.
She wore black lace-up shoes and black stockings. The black outfit made her fair skin look good. There were many beautiful girls in Shonan University, but there were very few who kicked Liu Changan. He just put his foot on the road and had no intention of moving. Otherwise, what was the point of other people's eyes?
In order to let the girl's beautiful eyes have a purpose other than to flirt. The girl probably did not understand his intentions. What a pity.
"I'm sorry …" The girl looked at Liu Changan and quickly apologized. Then she ran away in a hurry.
Liu Changan was still in his original position, motionless.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the girl had stopped not too far away. There were two other girls waiting for her there, and then they looked at Liu Changan's side, laughing and talking about something.
Liu Changan lowered his head. There was 20 yuan on the ground.
20 yuan could buy several bottles of orange juice. So, Liu Changan suddenly realized the meaning of 20 yuan. He put one hand in his pocket and bent down to pick up the 20 yuan.
He just picked it up because he realized its meaning. He did not really pick it up to buy orange juice.
There was a WeChat ID on the 20 yuan.
Liu Changan turned to look at the girls and found that he had discovered the other meaning of the 20 yuan. So, their reactions conveyed an accurate information to Liu Changan: this WeChat ID belonged to the girl just now.
Liu Changan did not take out his phone to add WeChat. Then, he started a consensual conversation on WeChat across the volleyball court. He took the 20 yuan and walked directly to the girl.
The three girls were still under the tree, and their laughter gradually stopped. After all, after a bold conversation and a response, it was appropriate to show some restraint.
"This 20 yuan is yours?"
"Um … yes."
"This is your WeChat ID?"
"Take a guess …"
"According to the regulations on currency management, all units and individuals should take good care of Renminbi. It is prohibited to deliberately damage Renminbi or commit other acts that damage Renminbi as stipulated by the national bank, including scribbling on Renminbi."
After Liu Changan finished speaking, he reached out and slapped the 20 yuan on her forehead.
The three girls stared at Liu Changan, dumbfounded, especially the girl in the middle. She froze as if a spell had been stuck on her body.
"Goodbye."
After Liu Changan finished speaking, he turned and walked over. There was a tall, beautiful girl standing next to the street lamp outside the volleyball court.
The two of them walked together in the direction of Orange Garden District.
"Why aren't you asking?" After walking for a hundred meters, Liu Changan turned to look at An Nuan.
An Nuan was holding her breath and puffing her cheeks.
"Oh, I understand. Usually, in this kind of situation, I have to take the initiative to ask. That's an outstanding performance." Liu Changan understood.
An Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and stared at him with wide eyes.
"Someone dropped 20 yuan, I'm going to return it to them." Liu Changan said with a smile, "They were scribbling on the Renminbi, so I reminded them."
"You're so nosy!" An Nuan actually didn't care about this matter. She just wanted to use this matter to annoy him.
"Not as nosy as you."
"It's my duty to care about you."
"You can control my people, but you can't control my heart."
"What!"
"Fontenelle lived for more than a hundred years. Before he died, he met a famous beauty. He said, 'Ah, madame, if only I could be eighty years old again!' Who do you think the beauty he met was? "
"I don't even know who Fontenelle is!" An Nuan didn't mind his blatant change of topic, but he should at least mention something about a famous person that everyone was familiar with!
"The point is, as long as you're beautiful enough, you can control a man's heart at any time." Liu Changan's lips curled up. "Now it's up to you. When do you want to get my woman?"
"You …" An Nuan was embarrassed and annoyed. She raised her fist and punched him.
"That's all you know."
"Do you want me to cut you with a knife?"
"Whatever."
"You're annoying." An Nuan quickly changed the topic. "But there's an important thing. Zhizhi called. She said she's coming back in two days because she wants to use my magic cream to cure her sunburned face from military training."
"There's no need for that. The ancients said, 'A wall of dung cannot be broken.' No matter how much you put on her face, there's nothing she can do. "Liu Changan stated objectively.
"It's just a few pimples during puberty!" An Nuan gritted her teeth to show her determination to protect her best friend.
"Oh."
"Actually … I think it's her mother's doing. Professor Ling just wants to try it and see the effect … You don't know how strong a woman's desire to try a certain cosmetic is when they know it's magical." An Nuan was also helpless. She looked at Liu Changan pitifully. "But I can let them try it, but they actually want it! Please, can you make another bottle? It's really hard for me to refuse Zhizhi and Professor Ling's face. "
Liu Changan sighed awkwardly. He looked at An Nuan's beautiful face and nodded. "Okay, but I have a condition."
"Say it!" An Nuan breathed a huge sigh of relief. She knew that if Liu Changan really didn't agree, he wouldn't be moved no matter how hard she tried.
"Help me." Liu Changan touched An Nuan's little face.
"Okay!" An Nuan jumped up and down in anticipation.
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