Chen Yunyun was utterly speechless, silently looking towards the distant Qingmu Ridge.
This person is too realistic.
As soon as chatting was ntioned, there was no interest, but once internet surfacing was brought up, interest surged.
But this is also good, just trick him into coming. Otherwise, the parents’ eting tomorrow would be too boring. As for gaming, she could slip away halfway through.
Hehe, I’m so smart!
Midway through lunch break, Jiang Nian received a ssage from Lin Dong.
"Damn, can’t get in from the main gate."
Usually, after lunch break starts, the school gates are closed.
Lin Dong was standing outside with eleven cups of milk tea, and in the ti it took to have a al, he missed the entry window.
However, this posed no difficulty for the Zhen Nan’s idea king.
Jiang Nian, too experienced, replied by typing.
"You go around to the North Gate, keep walking along the wall and you’ll see a shared bike leaning against it. Use the bike to climb over the wall; no one manages that side."
Lin Dong was slightly worried about this.
"Brother Nian, how are you so skilled at this?"
Jiang Nian thought for a mont, then replied.
"Heard it from others."
"Oh, and if you really get caught, say you’re from Class 4."
Lin Dong pondered, could Jiang Nian really be a genius?
Class 3, they love their class so much they bla everything on Class 4. So there’s no such thing as calm tis, it’s just soone carrying the burden instead.
North Gate, outside the wall.
Lin Dong looked up at the tall wall, then glanced at the little yellow bike leaning against it.
"Damn, can a person even get over this?"
He picked up his phone, ssaged Jiang Nian, but saw no reply.
There were still fifty minutes until the end of lunch break when the gate opened, and he really didn’t want to wait that long.
Thinking of this, he silently opened his friend list and started rounding up help.
Huang Caicai responded, "What’s up, Brother Dong?"
Lin Dong knew the dorm was already locked by now, but he still tried his luck.
"I’m at the North Gate wall, can’t get in."
After a while, Huang Caicai replied reluctantly.
"Brother Dong, the dorm door is locked. (photo)"
Seeing this, Lin Dong couldn’t do anything either, so he explained briefly.
"I bought a case of milk tea but can’t get in. I was hoping you’d et and I’d offer you a cup too, but now it seems..."
After sending the ssage, three seconds later.
"Brother Dong, I’ll climb down the water pipe from the third floor."
Lin Dong: "???"
Five minutes later, inside the wall.
"Here, Caicai."
"Thanks, Brother Dong." Huang Caicai wiped his hands, showing a simple smile on his face.
"No, I should be thanking you instead." Lin Dong shook his head, his face solemn, "Caicai, my friend, you are the real hero."
To tell the truth, when Lin Dong stood on the bike watching Huang Caicai climb down all the way from the third floor.
No exaggeration, his whole being stood at attention.
He felt childish in front of Huang Caicai, like a new recruit. If there were ever a zombie outbreak, he’d definitely be this guy (thumbs up).
Huang Caicai smiled simply, took a sip of milk tea, and couldn’t help squinting his eyes.
Sweet, delicious.
.....
After lunch break, in the corridor.
Jiang Nian rested against the railing while enjoying the breeze, listening to Lin Dong’s recount of the noon event, and was stunned.
"If you got caught, I wouldn’t know who between the two of you would get the harsher punishnt."
To this, Lin Dong was unconcerned.
"Better them than ."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but sigh.
Class 3 truly is a den of snakes and rats... no, it’s a gathering of heroes. No wonder Class 3 achieves such good grades, with each person having eight hundred tricks.
Even the teachers can’t outplay these kids.
In the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi looked at the fruit tea on the table.
"Who bought this?"
Li Hua was a bit puzzled too, after all, Ma Guojun and Yao Beibei also had one.
"I heard from Lin Dong, seems like Jiang Nian bought it."
"Oh, alright then."
Zhang Ningzhi nodded, and as she turned, she noticed the class monitor also had a cup of fruit tea on the desk, with a straw already inserted, indicating the monitor had already drunk so.
She was stunned for a mont, thinking to herself that Jiang Nian still had a bit of a conscience.
Just... maybe a bit too much of a conscience.
She shook her head and put down the fruit tea to go find Yao Beibei.
As class approached.
Sun Zhicheng arrived just in ti, after accidentally landing on a mysterious website at noon.
He had set the alarm clock, but still overslept.
He hurried all the way, practically running. At the mont the bell rang, he dashed into the senior year building, rushing up the stairs.
Lao Liu was just about to go upstairs; the first lesson in the afternoon was his class.
To be honest, kind of a cheesy mont.
His face shone with a serene light, as if he were here to chant scriptures for the students.
Will they fall asleep?
Definitely, a third of them will be napping.
Lao Liu didn’t care. As long as the leadership cared about results, even if his class didn’t do well in Chinese, did other classes do any better?
What if... other classes did well in Chinese?
The answer was simple, just put pressure on their total scores.
The college entrance exam focuses on total scores, what good is a high Chinese score?
If the total score isn’t high, even with a good Chinese score, you’ll just end up at a second-tier university. When reminiscing about the past, your dorm buddies will surely jest.
Oh wow, here cos the x big writer? Not like us, huh? Full marks on the essay, yet ended up at the sa school as us?
What’s the use of writing well, where’s your Nobel Prize-winning work?
The kids from Class 3 score so high overall, how can students in other classes focus on studying Chinese?
This is an open strategy.
With a bang, soone bumped into him, rushing up furiously.
"Hey, you student... Sun Zhicheng! What’s going on with you?"
Sun Zhicheng was stunned, crap, he bumped into the class teacher.
But he knew clearly, stopping now was the worst thing to do. What to do, what to do? In his anxiousness, a sudden burst of quick wit surged, and he shouted.
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