After that al, Jiang Nian felt a bit like a clown. It seed Qingqing now had so kind of stereotype about him.
Actually, he was just pretending to be a pervert...
She really took it seriously?
Li Qingrong didn’t think much of it; Jiang Nian being lustful was totally normal, like how people need to drink water.
"Is military training tiring?"
"Not really, every day is just..." Jiang Nian stopped halfway, suddenly stunned. "You didn’t do military training?"
Li Qingrong’s eyes lowered slightly as she gave a simple reply.
"I had sothing."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian sized Li Qingrong up again. Seeing her in her training suit, he couldn’t help asking in confusion.
"Then this outfit of yours...."
"Today I’m free." Li Qingrong’s expression didn’t change much. "When I have ti, I’ll tell you in advance."
She thought for a mont, tilted her head and said.
"You can ask out."
Ask out?
Jiang Nian pondered for a second. That "ask" definitely wasn’t just a verb. At least, not completely a verb.
"Go out sowhere? I’m not really familiar with this area."
"It’s fine, everywhere’s the sa." Li Qingrong thought for a bit. "Let’s just wander around, there are a lot of parks around here."
Yeah, Beijing has a lot of parks.
And food....
If you’re talking about tourist spots, the area beneath their feet. Plus the area next door, those two basically counted as so of them.
"Alright, next ti we’ll just stroll around." Jiang Nian said, "But it rains easily, we should bring an umbrella."
After he said that, he suddenly froze again.
He suddenly rembered, in that tiline from the system simulation, he and Qingqing shared a kiss in a heavy rain in Beijing.
Fate is really a magical thing. Even with thousands of possible directions, it still pushed him to Beijing.
After a while, maybe they’d still end up kissing under an umbrella.
Only, the circumstances would be different.
After the al.
Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong strolled around campus for a bit. It was a garden-style university, with all sorts of traditional buildings everywhere.
Walking there and chatting felt just like taking a walk in a park.
But there was a downside: so areas were a bit remote. At night when no one was around, they felt deep and creepy.
Right before they parted, Li Qingrong reached out and hugged him, just a light dragonfly touch.
"See you in a couple days."
"Sure." Jiang Nian nodded. College really was different; all the ti intervals had stretched out several tis over.
Busy, busy.
Even if you didn’t know what you were busy with, that’s just what freshn were like.
In a blink, military training ended.
Xu Qianqian stopped looking for him as often. One reason was she didn’t want to move, another was that the English placent test was coming up.
Both girls were busy reviewing, which honestly was kind of unnecessary.
At noon, at a cafeteria table.
"Have you studied for it?"
"No." Jiang Nian said casually. "Why bother reviewing that thing? It’s just to test your level."
"If it’s too low, isn’t that embarrassing?" Xu Qianqian shot him a look. "I heard level B has more freedom in picking classes."
Song Xiyun said, "But so people say A is easier."
"What, hand in a blank paper?" Jiang Nian was dumbfounded. "Even if you write random stuff and throw it on the floor and stomp on it, you’d still get B."
A was for special-track students, basically close to English illiterates.
"Don’t stress too much, just take it normally." he said. "If you two end up in C, what classes can you even choose?"
"And if the grading isn’t great, it cos with more hassle."
"Let’s just aim for B."
That’s what he said, and that’s how he took it. When the results ca out, the whole dorm was basically B.
Yang Jingfan was C, and a bit shocked.
"How am I C?"
"You must’ve swiped the card wrong." Brother Bao Song glanced at him, then went back to his ga. "See if you can reload the save."
Da Chao burst out laughing and patted Yang Jingfan on the shoulder.
"What a pity."
After living together for half a month, Jiang Nian had more or less figured out the personalities of his three roommates. Take the example of a museum catching fire.
In the sea of flas, there’s a cat and a world-famous painting.
Da Chao would save the cat, then take pictures to show off. Brother Bao Song would stay completely unmoved and go back to the dorm to play gas.
Yang Jingfan wouldn’t even go to the museum, because the library is free. Why pay money to look at a bunch of paint?
As for Jiang Nian, whether or not the fire broke out, he’d carry off the famous painting.
That’s called stealing, goddammit!!
He was pretty short on cash lately. The number of tis he t up with Xu Shuang had visibly increased, not to borrow money, though.
He just wanted to vent a bit, then keep thinking of ways to make money.
Xu Shuang actually really wanted to lend him so. She’d hinted several tis that she could give him a sum of money, interest-free, for him to use as working capital.
"Is a million enough?"
Jiang Nian was sowhat tempted, but after thinking it over, he still didn’t take it.
"Forget it, it’s not at life-or-death level yet. Let’s talk about it later, I think I can tough it out."
...
After two days of classes, Jiang Nian was sitting in the big lecture hall of Building 5, taking a major course, and thinking that he’d really co to the right place.
What is sociology? It’s "drink more hot water."
Go a little deeper, and you add a polite "sir" or "ma’am."
"Sir, drink more hot water."
In the sa classroom, Da Chao was studying "pretend-to-be-cool sociology," Brother Bao Song was studying "Steam sociology."
Yang Jingfan was studying "probability-of-sociology," and Jiang Nian was studying "lying-flat sociology."
Altogether, a court full of "upright officials."
Just kidding—Jiang Nian didn’t care what he was learning at all; he was just sitting there with his head down, eyes closed, resting.
"Hey."
A girl in the row in front, dressed in Korean style, turned around. Her hair was dyed a bright yellow, and she wore a baseball cap.
Her little V-shaped face made her look soft and cute.
"Jiang Nian, you’re sleeping again?"
"That’s just how he is." Da Chao cut in. "Deng Yi, where are your dorm girls eating after class?"
Whenever class started, Jiang Nian beca like the living dead. Half-asleep, he heard soone talking nearby.
Then, soone nudged his arm.
"Hmm?"
"Where are you eating at noon?" Deng Yi asked. "Da Chao said our two dorms will eat together."
"He wants to eat with his fellow townsfolk." Da Chao said. "Jiang Nian is great at everything, just too sentintal about the past."
"Military training’s over and he’s still clinging to his hotown buddies every day."
"Hotown buddies?" Deng Yi was surprised and lowered her voice. "That pretty girl who was walking with you last ti?"
"What girl?" Da Chao was stunned, then turned to look at Jiang Nian. "Your hotown buddy is a girl?"
Jiang Nian: "...."
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