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Zhang Yu said, “It’s only 7.30 a.m., and you’re already dragging me to the soccer field. You’re really too much.”
Due to the lack of makeup, Zhang Yu was wearing a mask and a hat while carrying a small package.
Xia Mengyin said, “Please help me, I want to take a photo of someone, please.”
When they arrived at the soccer field, there was already someone training. It was Lu Ang.
Thank goodness, he’s here.
Xia Mengyin thought to herself.
However, she didn’t expect him to come to practice so early.
Zhang Yu said, “I didn’t expect there to be someone who came earlier than you, huh? Does our school have such a tall soccer player?”
Xia Mengyin nodded.
It could be seen that Lu Ang’s hair had been specially done, so it wasn’t messy. His hair was combed to the back, like a swept-back hairstyle, though it looked a little strange.
…
Lu Ang specially asked Wei Xinheng last night, “Heng, how do you think my hair will look better?”
Wei Xinheng was shocked. “Huh? You’re actually paying attention to your appearance?”
Wei Xinheng thought that Lu Ang had never cared about his appearance. In the past, even if he had the most ordinary buzz cut, he was still very handsome. Perhaps only he didn’t realize it.
Lu Ang said, “I didn’t expect my hair to grow so quickly.”
Wei Xinheng replied, “Most supermarkets have hair gel. I didn’t realize that your hair was already so long. You just need to spray a little and move your hair to the back. That way, it won’t be so messy.”
Lu Ang moved his hair from one side to the other.
Wei Xinheng’s eyes widened in excitement. “What? Your ten-thousand-year-old iron tree is about to bloom?”
Lu Ang said, “I’ll be taking a portrait.”
Wei Xinheng was disappointed. “Are you not training tomorrow? I’ll look for you at noon.”
…
Xia Mengyin said, “This is my roommate, Zhang Yu. I asked her for help.”
She pointed at Lu Ang and continued speaking, “This is the newest member of the soccer team. His name is Lu Ang.”
Zhang Yu said, “Hahaha, your name is Lu Ang too.”
Xia Mengyin said, “Don’t mind her, she’s Lu Ang’s crazy fangirl I told you about.”
Zhang Yu replied, “Don’t mind me, I don’t mean to laugh at you. I just feel that it’s too much of a coincidence to have the same name, hahaha.”
Xia Mengyin slapped her arm. “Stop laughing.”
Zhang Yu said, “Oops. Actually, I’ve been wondering why a tall guy like you isn’t playing basketball instead?”
Xia Mengyin said, “Why? There are also many soccer players who are very tall. Why does he have to play basketball? Are you looking down on soccer?”
Zhang Yu said, “No, no, Big Sis, please spare me.”
Lu Ang interrupted their conversation. He looked at Xia Mengyin and said, “Can we take the photo now?”
Xia Mengyin looked up and said, “Sure, but your hair looks a little strange. Do you want to try a 3:7 split instead?”
Lu Ang said, “Huh? My hair? You can do whatever you want. I believe you, but I don’t have a comb or a mirror.”
Zhang Yu burst out laughing when he heard that. Xia Mengyin, who usually didn’t care about others’ appearance, actually cared about his hairstyle. Moreover, Lu Ang also responded seriously.
Xia Mengyin said, “What are you laughing at? Quickly take out your mirror.”
Zhang Yu handed it to Lu Ang.
Lu Ang looked at Xia Mengyin helplessly.
Zhang Yu said, “Hurry up and help him, Yinyin. The sun will be very glaring soon.”
Xia Mengyin was dumbfounded. She was the one who hired Zhang Yu to be her temporary makeup artist. Why did she have to push the responsibility to her?
Seeing that Xia Mengyin was hesitating, Zhang Yu stuffed the comb in Lu Ang’s hand into hers.
Lu Ang asked, “How should I position myself? Hmm, I’ll squat down, so you can reach my head. It’s more convenient for you.”
Xia Mengyin felt a little awkward. She had never helped a guy with his hair before.
She would just do it based on her feelings then.
Lu Ang felt like his hair was about to be pulled off, but he didn’t say anything. His expression was still very cooperative.
Zhang Yu laughed out loud. He didn’t expect Xia Mengyin to be involved in such a scene.
Xia Mengyin was about to break down. She was also embarrassed. “How does it look? Is it okay?”
Lu Ang looked at the mirror. He did not know if it was good or bad. “Not bad. This will do.”
Zhang Yu couldn’t believe that someone actually agreed with Xia Mengyin’s taste.
Xia Mengyin said, “All right then. Zhang Yu, take the reflective board, or else it will be a little dark.”
Lu Ang had already placed his hands behind his back. Then, he stood up with his feet as wide as his shoulders.
Xia Mengyin said, “Yes, yes, yes, that is the pose. Don’t move, I’ll take a photo. Smile and you’ll look better.”
Lu Ang did as he was told and the photo was taken in no time.
Xia Mengyin showed him the DSLR’s display. There were three series of photos in total—full-body shots, half body shots, and head shots.
Xia Mengyin laughed when she saw one of the photos. “Hahaha.”
Lu Ang asked, “Huh?”
Xia Mengyin said, “Look at this, doesn’t it look like your eyes are radioactive? Hahaha, your eyes are like a cat’s.”
Lu Ang took a closer look. In fact, it was due to the lighting and his glasses reflecting the light.
Lu Ang laughed. “Hahaha.”
He laughed so hard that he bent forward and hit his head on Xia Mengyin’s.
“Ah, your head, it hurts.” Xia Mengyin sat down on her bottom.
Lu Ang tensed up and subconsciously bent his legs. Then, he touched her head. “Are you okay?” He subconsciously did something he had never done before.
This was a feeling that Xia Mengyin had never felt before. “I’m fine, I’m fine. But are all soccer players’ heads so tough?”
Zhang Yu covered her mouth as she looked at her silly friend.
Lu Ang continued to help her carry the equipment downstairs.
…
Xia Mengyin returned to the dormitory angrily. “Zhang Yu, you really weren’t cooperating this morning.”
Zhang Yu said, “I was giving you a chance.”
Xia Mengyin asked, “What the hell?”
Zhang Yu said, “I’m giving you a chance to flirt.”
Wang Yiyi heard it. “Huh? Did something happen?”
Xia Mengyin replied, “No, no, Zhang Yu always says weird things.”
Zhang Yu said, “Trust me, this Lu Ang looks very passionate. He has even slower reactions than you. You definitely have the upper hand.”
Wang Yiyi said, “Wow, what did I just hear? Oh my god! Lu Ang?”
Xia Mengyin threw a pillow into Zhang Yu’s arms. “Why do you think so much? Yiyi, don’t listen to her nonsense. He’s just a soccer player. Oh right, he isn’t the one on the wall.”
Zhang Yu said, “Forget it, forget it. They’re just two passionate dumb-dumbs.”
Zhang Yu understood Xia Mengyin. She shouldn’t have reacted like this in the morning toward an honest man.
Xia Mengyin said, “Stop talking nonsense.”
Zhang Yu said, “Hurry up and send him the photos. He specifically asked for your contact details just now.”
Xia Mengyin stomped her feet in anger.
…
Anxi City Sports University cafeteria.
Wei Xinheng said, “The school environment is not bad.”
Lu Ang nodded. He had already changed into normal glasses. “Yes, the school is huge, and the team members are fine.”
Wei Xinheng said, “You look a little different.”