Zhou Yuting was almost fuming with anger, how could Jiang Nian be so annoying!
Bullying her repeatedly!
What did he think of her, a pushover?
He’s really not a man, just knows how to pick on girls. Saying such dirty things, it’s clear that Jiang Nian has completely turned into a sleaze ball.
And Ji Ming, the grade leader downstairs, always chooses the worst timing to co up. Right after Jiang Nian finishes cursing her and just as she’s about to strike back.
A curse is stuck in her throat, neither going up nor down, and she swallows it back.
In the fourth-floor corridor, Jiang Nian walked to the classroom, regretting it. How did he not hold back from cursing her like that, there were even worse things he could have said!
He was regretting it to death, didn’t perform well.
Before he reached the door, he could hear Lao Liu’s voice from the classroom from a distance.
"Ah, it’s worth everyone’s attention! The issue of early relationships...."
Hearing this, Jiang Nian wasn’t too surprised.
The whole class knew that model couple Ji Jiayu and Yuan Zhengchuan had an argunt at the dorm cafeteria entrance last night. More than a hundred people gathered to watch, the scene was fervently chaotic.
With the help of so kind-hearted people, the incident even made it to Douyin’s local recomndations, and Lao Liu made phone calls all night..... from the morning flag-raising ceremony until now, he hasn’t appeared at all during the day.
Although there was no Chinese class on Monday, Lao Liu, as the class teacher. was absent during the day’s flag-raising and the running exercise, which was rather inexcusable.
It was like a sword hanging over the little couple’s heads, never falling. The couple had been on edge all day, although everyone else was actually looking forward to it.
Who doesn’t love a bit of drama?
"Report!" Jiang Nian walked to the doorway, loudly interrupting Lao Liu’s speech from the podium.
Lao Liu turned around and glanced at Jiang Nian.
"It’s been ten minutes since the bell rang, where have you been?"
The classroom was brightly lit, with half the class’s attention focused on the door.
Jiang Nian’s face showed no hint of tension, he said loudly.
"Report, Li Hua likes the cafeteria auntie and wants to ask for her WeChat!"
"What the hell!!" Li Hua nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, standing up with a bang, pointing at Jiang Nian at the door, and said, "Blatant slander!"
The class burst into laughter, and Lao Liu was sowhat speechless, waving him in.
"Co in."
"We don’t advocate early dating, but neither do we advocate twilight romance." Lao Liu’s next sentence amused the whole class, temporarily easing the tense atmosphere.
Jiang Nian returned to his seat, ignored Li Hua, and directly asked Zhang Ningzhi.
"When did Lao Liu co?"
"He ca right after the bell." Zhang Ningzhi lowered her voice, secretly glancing at Lao Liu on the podium, afraid of being caught whispering below.
"You look really sneaky now." Jiang Nian said.
"I am not!" Zhang Ningzhi glared at him and turned her head away, refusing to talk to him.
Lao Liu had probably already lost his temper, venting all the pent-up emotions of the day. So he skipped the education on avoiding early relationships and went directly to the main point.
"After discussions by the grade group, because the impact of the incident has been contained. It caused no adverse effects, so we’ll make an exception and not report it within the school."
Upon hearing this, one of the people involved, Yuan Zhengchuan, let out a sigh of relief. His stiff body relaxed visibly.
He had just acted on impulse, angry but not dumb. If there’s no report, the worst he’d have to do is keep a low profile in class for a while.
Ji Jiayu remained expressionless, as if she already knew.
"Is there so inside story!" Li Hua murmured, disgruntled by the lack of excitent, "They won’t even report it within the school, at least do a grade-level report!"
"Fine, fine, since you’re so easy-going, next ti I’ll wear a sexy lace outfit to the principal’s office and hassle them!"
Hearing Li Hua’s bold talk, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but look at him.
This guy’s a bit extre.
You’d better have the guts to do it, or I’ll do it for you.
Zhang Ningzhi had only a vague understanding of the incident, having only seen the video of the quarrel thanks to Yao Beibei. She was puzzled as to why couples fought so fiercely.
Do all couples fight? She couldn’t help but sneak a glance at her deskmate.
Jiang Nian didn’t seem very fierce, but he never ntioned liking any girl. He just liked talking to girls, but never roughhousing.
It was the boys who got rough, grabbing waists or just hoisting each other away.
The class was bustling, though not particularly focused on the couple. It was just shocking that there would be no report, since when was the school so lenient?
Wang Yuhe glanced at Lao Liu on the podium and whispered.
"Chickened out."
Chen Yunyun shook her head, replied.
"Don’t say that, the class teacher probably didn’t skimp on criticism in the eting."
Lin Dong was speechless and cursed under his breath.
"What the hell, does even Class Three have celestial beings here?"
Sun Zhicheng chuckled, nudged Lin Dong.
"Brother Dong, I know the inside story."
Lao Liu listened to the racket in the class, feeling incredibly frustrated himself. He’s really got the short end of the stick, shouldering all the bla.
"Quiet!"
Under Lao Liu’s serious tone, the class gradually quieted down, only a third were looking at him.
Most people were still writing, or doing their own thing.
After all, Ji Jiayu broke the rules, what’s that got to do with us? While the couple was lovey-dovey, we honest students didn’t even glance at them.
Even though the class teacher always says Class Three is one big family, to be cold-blooded about it, we’re just on the sa bus.
Moreover, the ti to part ways is clear, so....what’s it to us if the couple breaks up, we don’t want to waste a second on trash.
Lao Liu’s deep voice echoed in the class, purposely with a hint of sternness.
"The second issue is.... Ji Jiayu is transferring to class two for the Olympic competition, Yuan Zhengchuan to class one!"
Huh??
Changing classes? That’s sothing to look at, because this ans new classmates.
Do you know the allure of transfer students, in a county high school there are no transfer students, only class-switchers and grade-gainers and losers.
Several people stopped writing and looked up.
"Teacher, who are the replacents?"
This question made Ji Jiayu and her friends uncomfortable, the person hasn’t left yet and they’re already looking forward to the next one? Who asked that, which ignorant guy.
Lin Dong, not getting a response, stood up and asked again.
"Teacher, do you know their nas?"
However, Lao Liu was in no mood to respond, curtly.
"See for yourself tomorrow."
After Lao Liu left, the class erupted in chatter.
So people pretended to be reluctant to see off Ji Jiayu and Yuan Zhengchuan, so voiced their dissatisfaction on their behalf.
This is human nature, curse the school, and you’ll earn so sympathy.
"Brother Yuan, can you leave a mannequin double with us?"
"Yuan God, can we still fire it up again later?"
Compared to the boys joking around, the girls were more pretentious. Consoling each other, holding hands, even eyes red with tears.
"Jiayu, I really want to cry, the school’s so an."
"Class one isn’t far, we’ll co find you during break."
"Sure, no problem."
Group Six.
Li Hua observed everything, turned around shaking his head.
"So damn fake."
It’s well known that long-distance relationships end badly, and switching classes ans new friends. One buried in class one, the other in class two, it sounds close.
But actually, class one is at the end of the hallway, class two is on the other side of the corridor. With a multi-function classroom in the middle, used for seniors’ open classes.
"Why care about them, just mind your own business." Jiang Nian said nonchalantly.
"Huh? Don’t you want to know who the new classmates are?" Li Hua asked.
"Not interested." Jiang Nian took a copy of the grade recording sheet from Li Hua’s desk, first looking at his own grades and ranking, eighteenth in class.
This ti he wasn’t too worried about the total score, as his basics were solid. Even with eyes closed, he’d score above five-hundred-thirty, open-eyed, five-hundred-fifty.
This ti was mainly to improve in individual subjects, math and biology.
As for the total score..... as long as each subject’s score is raised before the first phase of review in December, it’ll be more than enough to handle the second phase of review and various exams.
This wasn’t his own analysis, but Qingbao’s analysis for him.
"It’s October now, there are still two months until the first revision phase ends. Biology leads in science synthesis, quickly solving biology in exams can leave ti for the other two subjects.
Math is the ballast, if you don’t boost your score in the first phase. It’ll be hard to find ti in the second phase..... so, you should first allocate your energy reasonably.
Chinese can be set aside for now, your foundation isn’t weak. English has no room for improvent at the mont, no need to fret over it, you should..."
Even recalling till now, Jiang Nian was still sowhat dazed.
Though Qingbao seed stern usually, inside she was really a kind-hearted college student, that day he had casually asked in the office.
Who knew she actually pulled out a densely packed grade sheet, and even analyzed his other subjects along the way.
In great detail, leisurely explaining, every word made sense.
From that day, he’s been a firm Qingbao supporter.
Looking at the biology score of eighty, Jiang Nian still wasn’t too satisfied, but it was enough to explain to his parents.
He wasn’t that hard-working, but he considered it fair. He was here to study, not hang himself.
He hadn’t broken up, why would he study desperately.
Studying was purely for the enjoynt of progressing step by step, this pace made him feel comfortable. It provided both progress and room to play.
In simple terms, this was his comfort zone.
There’s so much toxic advice online telling people to step out of their comfort zone, that’s purely stupid. The prerequisite for stepping out is finding a more comfortable zone.
Jiang Nian estimated a bit, at this learning pace. It wouldn’t take long for six-hundred scores to beco his comfort zone.
After the third night self-study session, Jiang Nian’s phone notification light lit up.
He took out his phone for a look, Le Zhi, after much consideration, finally agreed to his suggestion. He sent over the account password, asking him to rember to give so score-boosting advice.
Jiang Nian replied with an OK gesture emoji, casually asked for a verification code and logged in.
As expected, it was a blank account, with just one group chat.
[Zhen Nan Joint Exam Motivational Cheer Group 2]
He thought for a mont, and changed the group nickna of this account to.
"Clown."
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