Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 247 - 146 Cry Cry_2

"Where did this white-haired dude come from?" someone complained with dissatisfaction but, sensing Fu Yang’s gaze sweeping over, quickly changed their tune, "Where are you from? We’re having a basketball competition; what does it have to do with you?"

"I’m from this school too, and I’m here to compete. Is there a problem?"

"You? From Victory Middle School?" Everyone looked at Fu Yang in disbelief.

Although people verbally teased Fu Yang for being white-haired and non-mainstream, anyone with eyes could clearly see that he was from a big city.

"Yeah, if you don’t believe it, go ask that principal," Fu Yang said, pointing at the bald principal nearby.

Before the filming crew arrived, they had already communicated with the villagers and secured full cooperation for the required locations.

Now that Fu Yang claimed he was from Victory Middle School, of course, the principal wouldn’t deny it.

"Boss, this kid looks like he’s from a big city, and he’s tall; he seems good at basketball. We can’t let him join the match, can we?"

"What are you afraid of? Even if he can play, it’s just him; the rest are useless. We’ll still be the winners."

"Alright then."

When the production team found Fu Yang, he had already blended into the Victory Middle School team and started the game against the opponents.

Fu Yang was already pretty good at basketball, and under Shu Wan’s coaching, he was one of the top players in Imperial City’s basketball team. Here, he was simply dominating.

Fu Yang, dressed in a simple white T-shirt, seemed to glow under the sun.

He dribbled quickly and shot the ball, flicking his wrist lightly, and a perfect three-pointer arced through the air.

Probably because he was playing too easily, Fu Yang occasionally turned back after shooting and provocatively arched his brow and curled his lips at the opponents.

[Help, the kid is so good at bewitching at such a young age; how can we handle it? His smile alone is bringing my period early.]

[Hey, front row, can you tone it down a bit? I’ve never seen such explosive adjectives, buddy, it’s criminal, and remember, Lin Yang is just a fourteen-year-old kid.]

[The image of a gallant young man is perfectly realized in Lin Yang. Ah, what a pity Lin Yang won’t join the entertainment circle. Otherwise, so many of my school novel male leads could be personified.]

With Fu Yang joining in, Victory Middle School’s basketball team easily won the match without breaking a sweat.

It was an unprecedented victory for Victory Middle School as they had never before defeated any team, especially not from the well-conditioned school at the base of the mountain.

Everyone was incredibly happy and surrounded Fu Yang in the middle.

Fu Yang could hardly stand these situations. If it was his own school’s students, he would have impatiently shooed them away by now.

But seeing these simply dressed, smiling children in front of him, Fu Yang found it hard to express his disdain and stood there uncomfortably, accepting everyone’s admiration.

The boys idolized him, but the girls felt differently.

Even in Imperial City, Fu Yang was the dream of countless young girls when their youthful hearts fluttered, not to mention here.

Everyone even felt that Fu Yang’s handsomeness was like a dream, highly surreal.

"Lin Yang, you play basketball really well. Here is a letter for you, please accept it."

Fu Yang had received countless love letters since he was young, but he had never seen such a devout, simple expression as if they were about to go to court, so he didn’t think of it as a love letter and took it as a thank-you note.

However, the production team sensed something, encouraging Fu Yang to open the envelope and have a look.

But Fu Yang frowned, "It’s a letter written to me, why should you see it?"

The girl, who was nervously clutching her clothes, suddenly looked up upon hearing Fu Yang’s words, her eyes as clear as the waters of Wadeng Lake.

Even if Fu Yang wouldn’t respond, his protection of her tender feelings was enough to warm the girl’s entire youth.

[Who can withstand this? I ask you, how many adults can’t even do this? I love Lin Yang so much, ahh, only regretting I was born twenty years too early.]

[It’s hard to imagine how fortunate and regretful it must be to be Lin Yang’s classmate. Such a boy can never be mine, just thinking about it is already heart-wrenching.]

[No more, I can’t keep watching. If I continue, I’m about to commit a crime in my dreams. Such a boy, who is he talking about!!!!]

After the basketball game ended, Fu Yang left the school with a bunch of small gifts given by the students but ran into Wang Tianyu and his family on his way back.