Zhang Ningzhi took a leave of absence, and the three classes in the afternoon felt dull and tedious.
Jiang Nian was copying notes for her while sneaking peeks at Li Hua reading comics.
In class, the chemistry teacher was explaining problems, while in the comic, Ashuai was returning to his grandma’s house in the countryside.
"This problem..."
Li Hua listened to the teacher’s voice, feeling sleepy.
His hand lingered on the piranha page, wanting to turn it but unable to, his eyelids heavy with drowsiness.
Suddenly, a voice ca from beside him.
"Turn it."
Suddenly, Li Hua thought the chemistry teacher was standing nearby, and he instantly woke up.
As he opened his eyes, his heart raced.
He quickly looked up but found the chemistry teacher still at the blackboard, and after a mont of confusion, he turned to look at his deskmate.
Jiang Nian lowered his voice.
"Turn the page, why are you looking at , do I have a comic on my face?"
Li Hua instantly felt it was absurd, Jiang Nian was really sothing else.
Slacking off himself and even causing pressure, it’s like calling the boss to put out a stall!
"Not turning!"
Just as the chemistry teacher had written a problem on the blackboard, he scanned the class and asked.
"Who solved the fourth problem?"
Jiang Nian glanced at Li Hua, smiled but said nothing, and swiftly raised his hand.
"Teacher!"
Li Hua was startled, blurting out a swear.
"No, you actually did it?"
The chemistry teacher turned his gaze to Jiang Nian, also giving a nod to Li Hua beside him.
Almost instantly, Li Hua broke out in a cold sweat and said in a low voice.
"Okay, okay, I’ll turn it."
Seeing Li Hua turn the page, Jiang Nian finally looked away and pointed at the blackboard.
"Teacher, the solubility is marked wrong."
Upon hearing this, the chemistry teacher turned to look at the diagram on the blackboard.
"It really is."
Li Hua: "....."
Fatty Ma Guojun, across an aisle, leaned over with a grin.
"This rascal is just annoying."
Li Hua deeply agreed with this.
Zhang Ningzhi wasn’t around, so this person had nothing to do. With no other skill to employ his trickery, he was too bored in class, causing trouble for others.
But what surprised him more was how Jiang Nian didn’t seem sleepy in the afternoon.
Did he take sothing?
Viagra or sildenafil, how could a nap make soone not sleepy.
The autumn breeze chilled outside, and the classroom felt lifeless.
Huang Caicai wasn’t sleepy, but he was a bit panicky.
After lunch, back in the dorm, Yang Qiming told him they were planning to take action tonight.
And asked him to buy a cake with him in the afternoon, and to order shrimp dumplings.
At that ti, his first reaction was that Yang was dood.
His second reaction was, they couldn’t finish it.
Thinking of this, Huang Caicai felt more tornted than Uchiha Obito.
No! No!
Don’t waste food!
Damn, it’s so hard to choose between cake and shrimp dumplings.
Growing up, he’d never had either.
He’d thought pig knuckles and stead pork with rice flour were unbeatable, who knew there were such delicacies as shrimp dumplings!
Huang Caicai peered over Zhou Yuting at Yang Qiming, but his view was blocked by a book. He couldn’t see Qiming’s nu, and it made him itchy with curiosity.
On one hand, there was guilt, and on the other, he was terribly craving.
If he had to buy himself, he’d definitely be reluctant to buy shrimp dumplings. It was even less likely to buy a cake; the cafeteria’s five-yuan at and two vegetables were the daily culinary highlight.
Only by following Qiming could he get to try so high-end stuff.
Zhou Yuting sat between the two, with Yang Qiming on the left and Huang Caicai on the right. She was focused on listening to the lecture, determined to improve her grades and then ask the class teacher to change seats.
There were these two weirdos next to her, giggling for no reason.
Are they dreaming together!
Feeling frustrated, she glanced at the blackboard and her gaze involuntarily shifted.
In the direction of Jiang Nian’s group, she happened to catch a glimpse of his profile looking at the blackboard.
For a mont, as she lowered her head, Zhou Yuting was a bit dazed.
Ever since the sumr tutoring, she had fallen out with Jiang Nian, and then her promotion spot was snatched away.
Later on, with another promotion and being assigned to the sa class.
Everything felt like a dream, going round and round and back to the starting point.
At the ti of the promotion, she was prepared to battle Jiang Nian for hundreds of rounds.
But after a few days, she found Jiang Nian seed uninterested. They only exchanged words once during their first eting, and afterward, he acted as if she didn’t exist.
Especially when Zhou Yuting discovered Jiang Nian’s scores were significantly higher than hers, this indifference turned into disdain.
She shook her head, regaining her resolve.
Next ti during the Six Cities joint exam, she would surpass Jiang Nian first.
As the afternoon approached dismissal.
Jiang Nian organized three notebooks of class notes and bent down to slowly place them back into Zhang Ningzhi’s book basket. His actions were skillful, clearly used to doing this.
He had no idea Zhou Yuting had set her sights on surpassing him, nor did he care.
Zhou Yuting was just like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the moon, she could aim for the 590 score line to start. Even just reaching Li Hua’s level would take her efforts until high senior year.
Seeing no activity inside or outside the classroom, he took out his phone to check.
At four in the afternoon, he asked, "Feeling better?"
The reply was that she felt much better, almost back to normal.
Checking again, Zhang Ningzhi had sent a recent ssage, probably after waking up from a nap. She was still interested enough to send Jiang Nian a photo of her room.
The lighting was dim and blurry, with a faint leg visible on the bed.
Jiang Nian replied: "Leg shot?"
Three seconds later, Zhang Ningzhi’s ssage popped up.
"(Tapping) No way! That’s my pants!"
Probably realizing the ambiguity in her words, Zhizhi didn’t leave room for Jiang Nian’s interpretation and added another line.
"I’m wearing pajama pants, the long ice silk kind."
Jiang Nian: "I didn’t ask."
Zhang Ningzhi: "(Angry)(Angry) Not talking to you anymore!"
Jiang Nian felt a tinge of envy, sleeping in this rainy weather, snug under a chilly blanket, that feeling.....
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