In the class group chat, there was a lot of discussion about everyone’s efforts over the past six months.
"He’s always the first one in the classroom, and the last one to leave."
"Yeah, he looks so aloof!"
As for , I’ve always kept a cool deanor until one day I opened up my heart to the right person, and soone understood my struggles.
Thinking about this, Sun Zhicheng smiled.
Actually, it’s nothing special, just saying. Inserting the Hero’s Tomb and gentle land into it, it’s tough not to laugh.
"Ah Cheng, you’re smiling foolishly again?" Lin Dong patted him, "What’s so funny?"
Sun Zhicheng snapped back to reality and quickly adjusted his expression.
"It’s nothing."
"I know, teenage spring fever." Lin Dong teased, "That’s simple, I’ll send you a website later."
"Really not, don’t talk nonsense!" Sun Zhicheng instinctively wanted to deny everything, "A website... really going to send it?"
"Yes."
Approaching evening self-study.
The sixth group was discussing New Year’s topics, Zeng You planned to chill and contemplate during the holiday, Li Hua was still into online gaming at internet cafes.
Zhang Ningzhi was flying to Qiong Province for the New Year, leaving Jiang Nian quite amazed.
"I’ve never been out of our county, for the New Year... um..." He rubbed his chin, "I’ll probably just stay at ho."
"Why not co out to surf the internet?" Li Hua asked.
Jiang Nian thought for a mont, "Well... before, you were at your house, I was at mine, maybe it just wasn’t ant to be."
Zeng You complained, "I’m envious of city folks; every ti I go back ho, the bus ride is a hellish ordeal, like the 81 tribulations."
"Why’s that?" Zhang Ningzhi asked in surprise.
Zeng You said, "Isn’t it because the ticket seller wants to make more money, letting people board even when the bus is packed."
Huang Fang turned her head, "Last year when I was going ho, I ended up taking a bite out of the apple of the person squeezed next to ."
As evening self-study was about to end, group mbers were all chatting animatedly.
Jiang Nian, used to this, turned to look at Li Qingrong in the back row.
"Who are you spending New Year’s with?"
Li Qingrong glanced at him, "My sister."
"Oh, will you give out red envelopes for New Year’s?" Jiang Nian bluntly asked the most practical question.
Li Qingrong lowered her gaze, "We’ll give to guests."
Guests?
Jiang Nian thought to himself, if I visit, wouldn’t I be a guest then, and get a small red envelope as well.
Seize the opportunity, a wave of sudden wealth.
He said, "Then I’ll definitely co."
Zhang Ningzhi, hearing this, was a bit displeased. She sneaked a glance at Jiang Nian, wondering how he got so close with the class president.
She poked Jiang Nian secretly, whispering.
"Will you co to my house then?"
Jiang Nian was slightly surprised, turned back and asked.
"How would I go to Qiong Province?"
Zhang Ningzhi was left speechless for a mont, gritting her teeth until evening self-study ended. As Jiang Nian stood up.
She tugged on one of Jiang Nian’s sleeves, biting her lower lip.
"You don’t have to fly to Qiong Province."
"Not flying, huh, it’s not necessary." Jiang Nian originally ant to say, your parents definitely wouldn’t welco , but changed his words.
"Who knows about New Year’s stuff, if you give a red envelope, I’ll surely go."
"Oh..." Zhang Ningzhi nodded, slowly said, "I have a lot of red envelopes, I can share with you."
Holy cow, being rich is amazing.
I surrender.
After evening self-study, the hallway was packed with noise.
Jiang Nian mixed in with the crowd, slowly descending the stairs. Suddenly, he received a ssage from Zhao Qiuxue on his phone.
"...You could consider it."
At this ti, Zhao Qiuxue, far away in Hang City, had just finished a day’s work and returned to her rented small studio.
There are many migrant workers near Siqing, and there are plenty just like her.
Currently, she had figured out the process of selling clothes but still lacked a little bit of investnt.
If Zhao Qiuxue had other options, she wouldn’t have sought investnt from Jiang Nian.
Unfortunately, when she left her last job, she had already asked for help once, so she couldn’t ask again.
Thinking it over, Jiang Nian was the only one who seed most interested.
Zhao Qiuxue originally thought Jiang Nian would consider it for a few days. To her surprise, he called directly.
They didn’t talk about clothing, just chatted about daily life.
After hanging up, he imdiately transferred eighty thousand to Zhao Qiuxue. Told her to just start and worry about the rest later.
Eighty thousand, obviously not enough.
But for Zhao Qiuxue now, this money was more than enough to support her continued actions.
...
The three of them were walking on their way ho.
"How could the horoom teacher speak like that during the day?"
"Yeah, she was clearly the one who got upset first."
Xu Qianqian and Song Xiyun were still complaining about the horoom teacher from class four, becoming more and more agitated, almost wanting to go back and argue again.
In reality, the two girls didn’t say much back then.
"Mr. Xu is so fierce?"
"He sure is."
"Tomorrow, I’ll take you to scold your horoom teacher. Whoever doesn’t go is a coward?" Jiang Nian joked casually.
Xu Qianqian flipped her ponytail, "Hmph, I’m not so dumb to do such foolish things."
Jiang Nian smiled and said no more.
Before closing the front door, Song Xiyun gently whispered a thank-you again, after all, he really did help a lot.
Though Jiang Nian couldn’t solve the issue, he brought in his horoom teacher.
There are so things that Lao Liu also can’t handle, but Lao Liu knows people and usually makes exceptions to get things done.
"Hmm." Jiang Nian nodded, turning back to his own door.
After a brief wash-up, he energetically began studying again, working through that night’s math problems.
The conditions of Xu Qianqian’s wager were genuinely sincere.
Jiang Nian calculated, realizing that short-term improvent in physics wasn’t realistic, and math might not show significant improvent in a short ti either.
So, aside from English, biology, and chemistry.
The end-term probably couldn’t last till the day of [Letter Paper] refresh, making three subjects at risk, math, Chinese, and physics.
He wrote down his and Xu Qianqian’s scores on the cloth in order.
One look showed a big gap.
Seeing this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but shake his head, casting aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and continued focusing on solving math problems.
Won may deceive you, but math won’t.
The next day.
Waking up, his phone pinged, reminding him that tomorrow he’d be going to play Breakup Kitchen in the city with Zhang Ningzhi.
Sss~!
This also ant he could claim the mission reward tomorrow.
Just unsure if the class president had ti tomorrow. If he could also redeem the class president’s promise, that would be great.
Have to wait and see.
"Morning, Fangfang." Jiang Nian laid on his seat, feeling particularly exhausted, "So sleepy this morning."
"You used to wake up early, weren’t you not sleepy?" Huang Fang asked.
"Still sleepy, can I borrow your needle?" Jiang Nian, out of boredom, randomly asked to borrow sothing.
"Sure." Huang Fang handed it to him.
Then she rembered sothing.
"Don’t poke yourself, this needle is only for bloodletting to stay awake."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian nodded, playing with it for a mont and then handed it back, "I’ll go fill up my water."
Morning self-study.
Sun Zhicheng got up early, determined to follow his aloof path, silently working hard to get into a prestigious school.
Just as he reached the fourth floor, he looked up.
Outside the hazy third-floor corridor, Jiang Nian and Chen Yunyun were chatting, not knowing what they were talking about.
They kept laughing and chatting, occasionally with so physical contact.
He suddenly felt as if his heart was struck with a hamr, falling into an indescribable sorrow.
A little... hard to breathe.
Even so, he kept the word "aloof" in mind. Silently, he walked past the two of them.
In his heart, he said, don’t mind it.
Then he entered the classroom and found Lin Dong sitting at the table, winking and nodding towards him, then gesturing outside.
The aning was obvious, and Sun Zhicheng’s defenses were shattered.
"Brother Dong, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, did you see it outside?" Lin Dong said mysteriously, "I really didn’t expect it to be like this."
Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng looked dejected.
"Does it have to be like this?"
Making cry makes you happy?
"What this and that?" Lin Dong chuckled, "You know, today she was wearing a white sweater."
"Oh man, looked sexy as hell, really."
Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng was dumbfounded.
"Who?"
At this mont, Yu Zhiyi entered the classroom, murmuring to himself.
"Jiang Nian is such a player!"
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