Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 330 - 328 He is My Boss

But now it was different; he couldn’t fathom their next move at all. They seemed to spontaneously revolve around Xue Yang, protecting him from all angles as if he were their king, leaving their opponents with no opportunity to steal the ball.

Although he had lost, the way Xue Yang was treated as the team’s centerpiece made him incredibly envious, which was why he had considered inviting him to a friendly match at his own school. Yi Chuan felt his loss today was simply because he wasn’t on his home turf. Once he was back on his own court, he would settle the score. He wanted Xue Yang to experience what it felt like to have the spotlight stolen.

However, hearing Jia Jun say that a guy like Xue Yang had pursued their school belle for six years without her accepting him made him pause. Yi Chuan’s first reaction wasn’t to gloat but to wonder if it was true.

"Why didn’t she accept him?" he asked. He felt there had to be something he didn’t know. Although he wasn’t a gossipy person, the matter piqued his curiosity.

Feng Jiajun answered ambiguously, "Perhaps the Xue Yang from six months ago really wasn’t good enough for her."

"What was wrong with Xue Yang six months ago?"

That would have been when he just started university, right? If what Jia Jun said was true—that he’d pursued her for six years—then he must have gotten into Yannorth University for her sake. Anyone who can get into Yannorth can’t be that bad. Could it be that she told Xue Yang she’d accept his confession if he got into Yannorth, thinking it was just an excuse to reject him, but then he actually succeeded. It had to be said that someone like Yi Chuan, who constantly mingled with women, understood them far better.

Feng Jiajun tried to dissuade him, "Anyway, if she won’t even accept someone like Xue Yang, you shouldn’t bother getting involved."

They were close friends who had grown up together and would always encourage each other to go after a good girl. If one of them advised against it, it was worth serious consideration. Yi Chuan thought about it and decided it made sense.

He slung his arm over Feng Jiajun’s shoulder. "Bro, tell me Xue Yang’s story." He was now far more interested in Xue Yang’s affairs. As for women, his own school had plenty. It would be great if he could win over the belle from the neighboring school, but it didn’t matter if he couldn’t. After all, it wasn’t like he was lacking options.

"Why do you want to know his story?"

"Know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat."

"I advise you that you’re better off not knowing."

"Why?"

"Because it won’t do you any good."

The more Feng Jiajun refused to talk, the more Yi Chuan wanted to know.

"Just tell me."

"Another day. I have another race to run."

Yi Chuan looked at him as if he’d seen a ghost. "You signed up for another event? It’s just a university sports meet; taking part is enough. Are you really trying to kill yourself?"

"If I don’t run now, am I supposed to wait until after I graduate?"

"That’s true. You’re already a junior and still haven’t had a girlfriend. If you don’t use your remaining time in school to catch a few fish, you’ll barely have a chance after graduation." At university, other than getting girls’ attention, there really isn’t much benefit to participating in the sports meet anyway.

"Go and cheer for me," Feng Jiajun said before heading off to change. Besides basketball, he had also entered the men’s 1500-meter race.

After the basketball game, Xue Yang changed back into his class uniform. It was a blue, retro-style outfit that corresponded to the girls’ pink version. Blue was typically an understated color, historically worn by scholars, but on Xue Yang, it took on an air of elegance. The terms "gentle and refined" and "erudite scholar" suddenly seemed to have a physical manifestation.

Unsurprisingly, Xue Yang’s appearance once again drew screams from the girls in the crowd.

"AHHHH, Xue Yang is wearing the class uniform!"

"So handsome!"

"I want a photo with Xue Yang!"

Eager to win a photo with Xue Yang, the young women from the finance class spontaneously urged their class president to gather everyone for a group picture. The class president, Qin Yilin, had her own motives and readily agreed.

When Xue Yang received the notification, he didn’t overthink it and headed to the section of the field where his class was gathering. Most of the students were already there, with Qin Yilin organizing their positions. Seeing Xue Yang arrive, she quickly beckoned him over. The moment the others saw him, they all started pulling him toward them.

The plan had been four rows—two for boys and two for girls. But after all the pulling and shuffling, Xue Yang ended up standing right in the middle of the girls’ ranks, while the other boys in the class were relegated to the back two rows.

When the photo came out, he gave off the air of a man walking through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to him. He was like a prized blossom surrounded by a vibrant bouquet, and both the boys and girls of his class were reduced to being his background.

When Cai Keke saw the photo, she felt awful. She had tried so hard to stand next to Xue Yang, but no matter how stunning she looked in the outfit, she felt completely invisible beside him. For the first time, Cai Keke truly sensed the difference between herself and Xue Yang.

Seeing Xue Yang’s class taking pictures, girls from other classes couldn’t help but swarm over once they were done, hoping for a photo with him.

"Xue Yang, can I take a picture with you?"

Xue Yang was taken aback. With so many people watching, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse, so he agreed. And for the first time, he experienced just how difficult it was to be a celebrity. After one round of photos, he was nearly exhausted.

Indeed, some things are best left undone. Once you start, it only leads to endless trouble. And right now, these girls are my trouble. The problem was only getting bigger, and Xue Yang was completely overwhelmed.

Just as he was trying to figure out how to escape the tiger’s den, Feng Jiajun’s voice called out from nearby.

"Boss..."

Hearing Feng Jiajun’s term of address for Xue Yang, Yi Chuan froze. "Boss?"

Seeing Feng Jiajun and Yi Chuan approach, Xue Yang breathed a sigh of relief. "Seniors, you’re just in time. I’ll leave these young ladies to you." With that, he made a quick escape.

After Xue Yang was gone, Yi Chuan came to his senses and asked Feng Jiajun, "Why do you call him ’Boss’?" If I remember correctly, isn’t Xue Yang just a freshman? "Shouldn’t he be calling you ’senior’?"

Feng Jiajun chuckled to himself. ’Senior’? He’s already showing me enough respect by not calling me by my full name in front of the underclassmen.

"Why?" Yi Chuan pressed.

Feng Jiajun glanced at him and dropped a bombshell.

"Because he’s my boss."

"!!!!!!"

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