"Where are we going?"
"To the grove by the lab building."
"Can't we do it here?" Jiang Nian stopped in his tracks, feeling the secrecy of giving a consultant gift was peculiar.
But these days, information is money.
"No, we can't." Yu Zhiyi insisted, wanting to say sothing else, "I'll be dood if soone hears us."
Jiang Nian pondered for a mont, thinking about how his parents were tricked step by step out of their money, yet were helpless. Such matters were indeed embarrassing.
"Alright then."
They walked down the path together, with Jiang Nian asking again along the way. Questions about how much was invested, how much was lost in such matters.
"Neither lost nor gained," said Yu Zhiyi, "They said to wait until I finish my college entrance exams to reevaluate, so it doesn't affect ."
"Huh?" Jiang Nian was shocked, "Can you hold it in? Are your parents deceiving you? Agreeing on the surface but actually..."
Yu Zhiyi: "......"
Are you hoping so?
However, Jiang Nian's straightforwardness seed to be for her good upon reflection.
"I'm not sure either." She furrowed her eyebrows, "But there's nothing I can do, just act as if it's real."
"Anyway, I still have to thank you."
"No need." Jiang Nian waved his hand and, after a bit of courtesy, said, "We're almost there. Show what you've got."
Yu Zhiyi was extrely cautious, taking a long ti to pull out an item.
"Here you go."
What is this?
Jiang Nian held it in his hand, feeling it was very light. He took a look and found it was a gold coin.
"Why are you giving money?"
Yu Zhiyi turned her head, pursed her lips, and said, "I asked soone, and she said this is what you like."
"Not enough, too light."
"You!!" Her chest rose and fell violently, "I've saved this up with difficulty, for an ergency."
As she spoke, her confidence waned.
"Even if you don't want it, I've got nothing else. Whatever catches your eye, take it yourself."
Jiang Nian was still focused on the gold coin; he wasn't broke but hadn't seen much gold.
Perhaps so might ask, don't fathers and sons et?
That's a different story.
"Anything else?" His gaze swept over Yu Zhiyi, then looked both up and down.
"Selling second-hand stuff feels a bit creepy, doesn't it?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi, who initially tensed up, suddenly clenched her fists and punched him hard.
"Who's selling... I'm leaving, can't be bothered talking to you!"
With that, Yu Zhiyi hurriedly turned around and left, her pace quickening as she exited the grove.
She touched her rapidly beating chest, pressed down with her slender fingers, only to be pushed back up by fat imdiately.
She was indeed very grateful to him; he should sense her rationality, not like in TV dramas.
Others want to help with good intentions, yet the female lead offers herself, isn't that depending on others?
She gave money, the gold was only two grams, but it was really expensive for her, and she didn't say anything foolish.
Very good.
Jiang Nian followed behind, weighing the gold coin in his hand.
"Pretty wealthy, huh."
He didn't dwell much on the matter and put the item away. If a day like that truly cos, they'll talk.
The scams of these platforms aren't brilliant; they're rely passing the buck, using tomorrow's money to pay today's people.
Those who enter first can rake in profits and leave.
Latecors see profits ahead of them and the rapid growth of platform mbers, nurturing a fluke ntality.
Just run before it crashes; save yourself rather than others.
Evening self-study ended.
Jiang Nian returned ho alone, freshened up, and didn't visit the door opposite. He sat down at his desk, studying by the lamp.
Xu Qianqian and the others were adjusting their schedules, even if he went over, it wouldn't be for long.
In the final month, there was a marked polarization in the senior year: either studying like crazy,
like Jiang Nian and Fangfang, who were practically reaching sainthood, or the wellness crowd, like Xu Qianqian.
Or they were partying crazily, like Liu Yang, Little Bailin and the others, suggesting movies or video gas.
The fields of sports and arts were indeed flourishing.
The teachers were quite lenient about this; for example, Qianbao was bold and often showed movies during class.
Even the serious math teacher frequently chatted with students during class, talking about college life.
In fact, the chatting often took up more ti than teaching.
.....
The next day.
"Students, don't be so tense. When it's ti to rest, ah, it's also important to take proper breaks,"
said Old Liu sternly from the podium during Monday's early self-study session.
"Yesterday, I heard so parents ntioned. We have students in our class studying until 2 a.m.!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi sitting below quietly poked Jiang Nian, asking in a low voice.
"Is it you?"
Jiang Nian looked disdainful and casually said, "Of course not, I slept at 2 a.m., didn't I?"
Zhang Ningzhi: "???"
This competitive?
"Talking big, huh?" Li Hua seriously responded, "Don't sleep at 3 today; I'll video call you to check."
Demanding seriousness in this regard.
"Then rember to choose a bigger website," Jiang Nian said, "Otherwise, I fear you'll fall asleep after browsing."
"Chi Shi!!"
Zhang Ningzhi didn't hear clearly but upon hearing the word "website," she rolled her eyes and snorted.
This guy is truly.....
The morning remained occupied with weekly tests.
During the twenty-minute class break, everyone finally caught a breath, gathering in the hallway to chat and bask in the sun.
Jiang Nian gazed down from the building; as the wind blew through the grove, under the sunlight, it seed like a green wave was billowing.
"What are you thinking about?"
Dong Que approached, resting both hands on the railing, "Are you free tomorrow night?"
"I'm planning to apply to the horoom teacher for an activity, if it gets approved, I hope you can participate."
Jiang Nian looked a bit confused, turning his head to ask.
"What activity?"
With only thirty days left, the activities he imagined involved watching movies or playing gas.
Like so relay.
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