Jiang Nian just borrowed one hundred yuan from Xu Qianqian, carefully explaining that he would have money in two or three days.
Xu Qianqian humd, threw out the words "who cares about you," and slamd the door shut.
The next day, Jiang Nian put the entire one hundred yuan on his al card, and within two or three days, the holiday would begin. Besides eating, there’s almost nowhere else to spend money.
If he really needed to spend, soone who is expected to have a net worth close to two hundred thousand wouldn’t feel too heartbroken.
It’s just out of instinct not to waste the system’s inflation limit, after all, spending one hundred yuan equals losing three hundred yuan.
Spending these extra two hundred yuan to take Xu Qianqian to a snack street wouldn’t be bad, right?
Frugal and family-oriented year!
Countdown to Sunday, three days remaining.
In the morning, Qianbao couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled Jiang Nian up from his seat.
"What did I just talk about?"
"Jiang Nian, haven’t you had enough sleep?" he answered honestly.
Who told you to repeat the last sentence, you little brat!
Helpless, hopeless.
"Don’t think just because your English is good you can sleep in class, okay? The teacher isn’t a pushover." Qianbao sternly said, looking serious, "I’ll call your parents next ti."
"Teacher, can reporting contribute to rit?" Jiang Nian suddenly said.
Li Hua, who was chuckling by the side, suddenly changed his expression, with sweat breaking out on his forehead. One person spoke, six were anxious, several eyes sneakily glanced at Jiang Nian.
"Speak!" Qianbao yelled fiercely.
"I report, Li Hua morizes words in Chinese class."
"Your mom..." Li Hua almost burst out but quickly changed his tone, "Our mom is healthy, ah, Jiang Nian, what are you doing, what are you saying."
Qianbao looked at these two clowns performing a double act, imdiately covered her forehead, today her na was speechless. But she didn’t want to reprimand Li Hua, was there anything wrong with morizing words in Chinese class?
Anyway, it wasn’t her place to say this.
"Ahem, does Teacher Liu know you morize words in his class?" She said seriously, "Your attitude is good, but the thod isn’t recomnded."
"In class, it’s better to listen attentively and follow the class progress, don’t secretly make up for it outside class."
People in the class were a bit silent because of her "your attitude is good." Qianbao, aren’t you afraid of Lao Liu hearing you with this kind of cheek?
NTR really is contagious, Qianbao has already fallen into evil.
Countdown to the second day.
In the Integrated Science Office, during a break between classes.
The biology teacher Zhong Qing was correcting dictation howork in front of her office, and when she got to Yao Beibei’s notebook, her brows furrowed directly.
"This student obviously didn’t review seriously, just going through the motions."
Hastily giving a score of sixty-five, she placed the notebook aside. There were already seven or eight notebooks piled up on the table, all belonging to students who needed special attention.
There are many points needed to be morized in biology, even a clever woman cannot cook without rice.
Not being able to rember the basic knowledge, just being able to do questions isn’t enough, it’s too inefficient.
Thinking like this, she pulled out a dictation howork book.
Looking over it at a glance, all correct?
In the Olympic class, students who got all correct in biology dictation were not uncommon. Zhong Qing looked at the familiar handwriting, but felt it keenly, this howork belonged to...
Opening it up, indeed, it was Jiang Nian.
Three dictations, not a single mistake once, this is very rare.
Zhong Qing had so impression of Jiang Nian, knowing he was a student who had advanced from a parallel class one or two weeks ago. Of course, she liked parallel class students just as much.
Evasion buff is too strong, full points for awareness against critical hits.
In any case, Jiang Nian successfully caught her attention. Usually, this child in class wasn’t fond of answering questions, but his foundational test biology score was...
She pulled a sheet of paper from the folder, slapped her forehead, and rembered he was promoted from another class. So she opened the computer and began searching in the age performance records.
"Biology... seventy? Is he being so conservative in the exam?"
Zhong Qing muttered to herself, in her psychological expectation, Jiang Nian if he could dictate all correct. In a subject like biology, he should at least score eighty.
Of course, carelessness leading to scores fluctuating is normal too.
She pulled up his foundational test answer sheet, this is one of the benefits of electronic marking. Permanent backups, and it can even be used for data comparison and simple analysis.
Cheating, that would require making sure the topics accomplished don’t give you away, otherwise, you’d surely end up in the "integrity examination hall."
Seven or eight caras, what in the world integrity examination hall.
It was clear, Jiang Nian’s answer sheet performance and dictation performance were consistent. Typical solid foundation, lack of technique, and not enough practice questions.
Zhong Qing bit her lower lip, placed Jiang Nian’s exercise book aside. Silently within the class list, marked Jiang Nian who had mid-level scores with a red pen.
During the third class break, most of the boys in class 403 were lying in the corridor soaking in the sun. A dog run by downstairs, instantly arousing a commotion among the boys.
"Hey, Jiang Nian, did you see, Ma Guojun ran over there." Li Hua pointed at that dog and said cheekily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was lifted for an Aruba.
"One two! One two three!"
There was a vacant space by the stairwell, extrely suitable for Aruba. Of course, Jiang Nian wasn’t standing there helplessly; he cleverly took out his phone to take pictures.
Destroy the evidence, a chicken leg al.
The school doesn’t allow phones, but when discovered, they’re confiscated, what does this have to do with Olympic class students?
This rule is ant for students of parallel classes, to prevent them from falling into corruption. As for the most bottom priority special classes, it doesn’t matter, as long as there’s no holding hands or kissing in class!
If it’s the zero class students, they could even walk to the podium during class, and leisurely take the charging phone out of the multidia podium under the teacher’s nose.
The teacher not only ignores it but also kindly asks if more charging ti is needed.
One of the strange rules of Zhenan Middle School, double standard school regulations.
Don’t expect fairness here, in this small county, there are rely three special high schools. Entirely relying on graduation rates as their face value, it’s a classroom where strength rules supre.
As sunlight slowly faded from the desk, the morning classes were all over. Jiang Nian lifted his head from the sea of questions, stretched lazily, and muddled through another day.
The front-seat Zhang Ningzhi suddenly turned around, hesitantly asked a question.
"Do you drink lemon tea?"
"I... It depends, generally if it’s free I love to drink." Jiang Nian had beco familiar with Zhang Ningzhi, knowing that her family actually owned more than just one property at Nanjiang Bay.
Alright baby, stop here, don’t continue talking.
I have a friend who can’t sleep.
Having a well-off seatmate is also quite nice, at least since knowing Zhang Ningzhi. He magically discovered that tissues in the drawer seed inexhaustible!
The eighth wonder of the world, Treasure Bowl drawer!
No, at graduation, I must find a way to move the desk away.
"Okay, it’s free." Zhang Ningzhi laughed, got up from her seat, sunlight passed through her tidy desk, falling on her ponytail, her hair strands glowing golden.
One of the strongest skins in high school, white school uniform plus pure ponytail.
"Oh, right, there’s a sports et in the middle of this month." Zhang Ningzhi turned her head, curiously asking, "The sports committee asked to ask you if you want to participate?"
Jiang Nian was stunned, realizing autumn had arrived.
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