Oh, oh!
Nobody can build a computer better than I can!
Jiang Nian’s heart was itching instantly; he always longed to build a DIY PC but never had the money. He often ogled at configurations and drooled.
Later, when he had money, he felt he didn’t have ti to play.
Buying it would be a waste.
If it’s the monitor, then it’s fine.
Song Xiyun just finished a ga, glanced at Jiang Nian, and was puzzled to see his ecstatic expression.
Hmm?
She just raised her head and caught Jiang Nian’s attention. The two exchanged glances and then looked away in sync.
Jiang Nian didn’t mind, glancing at his "future ex-girlfriend" casually, and asked.
"Didn’t pass the ga?"
Song Xiyun wasn’t as calm, feeling inexplicably flustered.
"Passed... passed."
"You passed, and still have this expression? Is the ga that fun?" Jiang Nian reached out, "I’m a student, let play."
"No way!" Song Xiyun pulled back.
"Then I’ll ask Sister Zhao."
"You!!"
Just then, Qianqian returned after ordering food. Seeing Song Xiyun’s unusual expression, she turned to look at that shaless person.
"You’re bullying Xiyun again!"
"No, just asking what ga she’s playing." Jiang Nian said indifferently, "You sit down first, don’t be so irritable."
Qianqian sat down and twisted him casually.
"Help in the afternoon, I want to pick a potted plant. The balcony feels too empty, and I want to plant so flowers."
"Hmm..." Jiang Nian rubbed his chin, seemingly in thought, "Do you find it unpleasant in the evening or in the morning?"
Qianqian just took out her phone and was a little surprised upon hearing.
"Is there a difference?"
"If it’s in the morning, pull the curtains; if in the evening, I can squat on your balcony." Jiang Nian said, "Look at this face of mine, you won’t find anything unpleasant."
"Ugh!" Qianqian frowned, pointed at him, "Creepy weirdo, don’t ddle, or I’ll really put you in a flowerpot."
"Then you’re very impressive."
"Hmph! A pest like you would only make rice expensive!"
Soon after, a waiter in his early twenties began serving dishes. The portions were indeed generous, two dishes and a soup.
The three of them ate for an hour, couldn’t resist the spiciness, yet couldn’t stop. On the way to buy water, Jiang Nian paid the bill.
After the al, the three of them headed to the pet market.
"It’s so hot." Jiang Nian took off two layers, leaving only a white base-layer long sleeve, "How can it be so hot in winter?"
He didn’t spare the two girls, tossing a piece to each.
Qianqian complained, "Why don’t you carry your own slly clothes!"
"I paid for the al, so?" Jiang Nian glanced at them, "Complaining about carrying one clothing piece? I still have to carry the flowers."
"We didn’t ask you to pay!"
"Plus, I’ll take off my pants and throw them at you."
Qianqian fell silent, pulling Song Xiyun ahead. They distanced themselves from Jiang Nian, walking into a shady spot.
Jiang Nian leisurely followed behind, estimating ti in his mind.
In the afternoon, the task would be to be Qianqian’s laborer. Then, switching venues, going to Jingfu District to assemble a computer for the monitor.
Building a computer for a fool, it’s as simple as can be.
Just routing cables might be a bit annoying, but that’s his skill level. Even if the cabling’s ssy, the monitor wouldn’t be mad.
As for Qianqian, she really would plant him in a flowerpot.
That woman was violent since childhood.
If following the original tiline in his system mory, ten years later, he’d be kicked down solidly by Qianqian.
Even wearing Li Ning would be kicked open the seam.
Suddenly, two young n with perd hair appeared ahead, stepping out from an alley, blocking the two girls.
"Hello, beauties."
This is Zhenbei Market, located on the edge of Zhennan County. Moving further out are small townships, and inward is the city center.
A nursing and vocational school was built nearby, boosting the night market economy here.
Jiang Nian didn’t an to discriminate, but it was indeed rather chaotic here. More gangsters, plus people he had beaten up in the past.
Though he had beat them up too hard back then, they likely changed schools.
Thinking back to the wild years, he lost loads of money. Damn, if life could rewind, he wouldn’t do sothing so foolish.
But this ti is different from that ti.
Having money is another story.
He stood in front of the two girls to block them, took a few more steps forward, entirely stepping into the other’s three-step safety range.
Being a 1.8-ter tall man standing close, either he was going to kiss or hit, yet he even smiled at them.
This made the two guys intending to chat up the girls a bit flustered.
"What do you want?"
"Get acquainted, I just like making friends." Jiang Nian had a nonchalant look, "Whoever disrespects , I’ll beat them up."
"Damn, are you crazy."
The two perd guys were cowards, surprisingly afraid. They exchanged a glance, not hesitating, and turned to leave.
Seeing them leave, Jiang Nian felt a little disappointed.
Beating them up would take only half a minute; this place lacked surveillance, hit them hard enough, and they wouldn’t know who to ask for compensation.
But not acting was good too, as not to scare Qianqian and the others.
"Are you two okay?"
"No... I was scared to death, how can there be such people?" Qianqian slowly ca to her senses while clutching Song Xiyun’s hand.
"Bad luck, I guess." Jiang Nian glanced at the stunned Song Xiyun and pointed at Qianqian, "What’s wrong with her?"
"Huh?" Qianqian turned her head to see Song Xiyun’s pale face, "Xiyun, were you scared?"
"No... I’m fine." Song Xiyun’s hands and feet were cold.
Jiang Nian noticed sothing was off with Xiao Song’s condition, so he pointed to a nearby county-style milk tea shop and suggested.
"There’s plenty of ti, let’s go in and rest."
"Alright."
The two girls took Song Xiyun inside, listening to soothing music over milk tea. After a little chat, Song Xiyun finally opened up.
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