"Forget it, pull it out yourself." Jiang Nian let go of his hand, "I heard your cheek will swell like a squirrel’s."
"You’re the one who looks like a squirrel!" Wang Yuhe glared at him.
"Just wait and see." Jiang Nian smiled.
At the sa ti, he made a gesture of taking a photo. The aning was clear; he would capture this mont as "evidence."
"Why not just leave the tooth in?" Wang Yuhe had a sudden idea, "I’ll wait for it to get inflad next year and then pull it out."
He said, "By then, I’ll take the high-speed train to take a picture."
"Why take the high-speed train?" She widened her eyes.
Jiang Nian glanced at her but didn’t say anything. With grades like his and Wang Yuhe’s, staying in the province wasn’t an option.
Talking about getting into the sa school, things like that.
No matter what is said before the college entrance exam, when the day finally cos, most people feel dazed.
By the ti they co to their senses, they’re already in their university dorm rooms.
Parting is always a constant in life.
The lunch break bell rang, and the cold wind rustled.
Jiang Nian was focused on solving problems, occasionally munching on a piece of fruit. With the classroom doors closed, the sound of pen on paper felt even more peaceful.
"This question....."
He turned his head, about to ask for a solution. But he found Chen Yunyun already asleep on Li Hua’s desk.
After glancing a few tis, he turned his gaze back.
Skipped to the next question.
After the lunchti nap, Jiang Nian woke to find Li Hua’s seat empty. When he turned his head, Chen Yunyun had left at so point.
"What are you daydreaming about?"
"Huh?"
Jiang Nian looked up and t Zhang Ningzhi’s gaze. Their eyes t, growing steadily more perceptive.
"When did you get here?"
"Hmph, when you were daydreaming." Zhang Ningzhi squeezed in, "It’s so cold today!"
"Yeah, it started getting cold at noon."
After so rustling, Zhang Ningzhi tugged on Jiang Nian. She pointed outside the window, asking mysteriously.
"Hey, do you think it’ll snow tomorrow?"
Tomorrow being Sunday and their date, it could be said: won’s hearts are the most malicious. Going out wishing for snow, wanting her dear deskmate to freeze.
Jiang Nian said, "It won’t; it’ll probably snow today."
Unexpectedly, he was right.
In the afternoon, during the second class, it indeed began to snow with rain outside the window. In so places, they called it Nezuko Snow.
"It’s snowing!"
"Whoa, really?"
The class instantly buzzed with excitent, the previously dull lesson suddenly becoming lively, with exclamations of joy.
"Damn, I wondered why it felt so cold at noon." Li Hua cursed heavily.
"Li, you’d better keep both eyes on watch," Jiang Nian pointed at him, "If you dare, don’t look outside."
"What’s there to look at, it’s no different from rain." Zeng You turned around, slightly disdainful.
"Stop talking and hand over ’Temple Run’ for to play." Jiang Nian reached under the desk to grab Zeng You’s phone.
"Damn, it’s a cracked version?"
Saturday afternoon’s two periods were back-to-back biology lessons.
Qingbao stood on the podium, absentmindedly holding a Chinese brush pen. She was wearing a thick down jacket, with questions projected on the whiteboard.
The class, filled with excitent.
She couldn’t bear to say sothing flowery like "Classmates, look at the snow." So she simply let them talk, lowering her head to look at the lesson plan.
A sincere tacit understanding is also a kind of gentleness.
Chen Yunyun watched as ice chips battered the window; she almost instinctively turned her head to a certain spot in the classroom.
It happened that Jiang Nian was playfully fighting with Li Hua.
Her glance t with Jiang Nian’s. Thinking she was watching his antics, he bashfully smiled.
Damn, bla it all on Li Hua for lowering his classiness.
On the other side, Chen Yunyun saw Jiang Nian smiling at her. She couldn’t help her pupils from dilating, face gradually turning hot.
....
The afternoon snow wasn’t quite snow, but the path to the cafeteria indeed beca tough to walk.
Snow mixed with rain, freezing their fingers red.
Coming out of the cafeteria, Jiang Nian decided to wander outside the campus. Near the shops on Garden Street, he bought a bunch of hand warrs.
As for gloves, he wasn’t used to wearing them.
It wasn’t suitable to wear when solving problems. Full-finger gloves felt clumsy. Half-fingers were impractical, unable to keep hands warm.
So, better to go without.
He road on the third floor for a while and caught a wild Song Xiyun, giving her a few packets of hand warrs.
"Go, call Xu Qianqian out."
"Oh." Xiao Song nodded.
After a period of interaction, the trio’s relationship beca more natural. Not as awkwardly formal as before.
After a while, Xu Qianqian ca out. She first looked Jiang Nian up and down, then asked suspiciously.
"What do you need for?"
"Sending you so warmth, here." This ti Jiang Nian made a slight difference by stuffing the hand warrs into her pocket.
"You’re this nice?" Xu Qianqian was skeptical, giving the bag another look, "You use this many by yourself?"
"For our group," Jiang Nian replied, "By the way, your horoom teacher hasn’t given you any trouble, right?"
"Nope." Xu Qianqian shook her head, "Why?"
"Nothing, just asking." Jiang Nian nodded, "Your horoom teacher, that old scoundrel, with his annoying tone.
Xu Qianqian: "Is... is he?"
Truth be told, of the people she knew, the politest wasn’t morable. The most aggressive, well, that’d be Jiang Nian.
His sharp tongue was as if laced with arsenic.
Jiang Nian thought for a mont and comforted her.
"If she dares to act that way, she’s basically planning not to continue with Class Four, so there’s really no need to care."
"Probably in a few weeks, your class is going to get a new horoom teacher."
"Why?" Xu Qianqian looked up, surprised, "Our horoom teacher... shouldn’t be that way."
"Wait and see." Jiang Nian smiled.
So things don’t need grand announcents; you can see the signs in the details.
Like a little rumor getting out, a school leader wanting to buddy up with a student’s influential parents, only to face a snub.
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