The next day.
It was psychology quiz day at Zhenan Middle School.
Any fancy talk about it?
No, Lan Lan decided it with her foot.
Foot?
Jiang Nian woke up from bed, dreaming of Lan Lan’s cold feet in black stockings. Realizing, today was the competition day.
The teacher took office, inventing a clever na.
Organized students to participate in the competition.
Students participating made the competition legitimate and compliant. Prize money is split seventy-thirty, with seventy percent going to the top two.
The remaining students get thirty percent, and it still depends on the mood of the top two.
If the question bank leaks, they clean up the field.
Unfortunately, Jiang Nian was one of the top two. But neither leaked the question bank; they just took a smart approach.
At the breakfast street outside the school, Jiang Nian and Zhou Haifei t up.
"What to eat?"
"Pancake roll."
"Oh, then I also..." Zhou Haifei didn’t hold back, spending three bucks generously on a pancake roll stuffed with a ridiculous amount of tofu sheets.
Simply put, it was a tofu skin cucumber roll.
Baozi shop owner: "..."
The two entered the school gate side by side, made small talk, and got to the point.
"How many questions have you looked at?"
"morized them all," Zhou Haifei replied.
"Impressive."
"And you?"
"Skimd through them last night, probably saw more than half," Jiang Nian wasn’t too concerned.
Just aiming for a al ticket, not trying to stand out.
Zhou Haifei worried, "Will it be unreliable?"
Jiang Nian glanced at her, "Only ninety-nine percent sure, is that too risky?"
Hearing this, Zhou Haifei felt a bit awkward.
"No, I’m worried about getting a perfect score."
Jiang Nian also fell into thought, rubbing his chin.
"It can’t be that way....."
Lan Lan probably wouldn’t be that direct, giving a full question bank. Having all the questions from there, couldn’t be that lazy... right?
Chinese morning self-study.
Sun Zhicheng held an English vocabulary book, sitting in his seat. With the back row advantage, his eyes scanned the class.
With finals approaching, almost everyone was busy studying.
Except for Yang Qiming.
That guy was holding a phone, smiling foolishly, sotis sneaky, sotis elated, standing out clearly.
Sun Zhicheng knew who those ssages were for.
So, he had set his phone to silent in advance.
Even this sester, he was emotionally unsuccessful. But he had sothing, the power to make Yang Qiming suffer.
He had no escape.
However, continuing like this wasn’t a solution.
Every ti Sun Zhicheng saw Yang Qiming’s greasy texts, he couldn’t help but feel nauseous, losing his appetite.
Planning to go hard on Yang Qiming at the finals.
Give him an unforgettable experience.
On the other side, the sixth group.
The group handed out perks, each getting a bottle of drink.
Li Hua pretended to recite vocabulary, looking at the iced tea in his hand. He couldn’t help but have a sudden thought, and said.
"Nian, do you think....."
"Could it be if I et a hypoglycemic principal outside and give him half a bottle of iced tea, he’ll make the grade leader?"
"Grade leader?" Jiang Nian hesitated, "That doesn’t sound great, how about being the grade’s top student, Grade King Li Hua."
"Chi Shi!"
Li Hua couldn’t gain any advantage, turning to look at Zeng You. With a stern face, trying to regain the leader’s dignity.
"Zeng You, I’ve never seen such a ssy desk as yours."
"Oh, now you have, haven’t you?" Zeng You said nonchalantly, "The leader’s desk is so clean."
He glanced at Li Hua, speaking slowly.
"...Still just a single dog."
Li Hua imdiately clutched his chest in agony. Not having a partner was always a sore spot for him.
"Beasts, beasts!"
....
Morning break.
After two back-to-back math classes, the morale of class three was killed. Even the review was uninspiring, feeling lifeless.
Running drills were even more tornting, even prisoners wouldn’t run like that.
"Whew! Open the windows for ventilation."
Qianbao entered the classroom with the bell, imdiately made her way to the podium. Glancing around and locking eyes with Jiang Nian.
"Co up and erase the blackboard."
Jiang Nian heard this, bewildered, pointing at himself, "But teacher, I’m not on duty today."
Qianbao, treating students like black slaves, huh!
"Don’t say so much, co up and erase the blackboard."
"Oh." Jiang Nian got up, thinking of a clever sche, "Teacher, Li Hua said you’re a lazybones."
"Huh?" Li Hua looked up.
"Li Hua, co up, stand by the podium!"
"Chi Shi!" Li Hua was furious, but had no way to retaliate, "Jiang Nian, you really are despicable!"
Better the other suffers than , chuckling.
Suddenly, Zhang Ningzhi poked him. Seeing the class focused on the leader erasing the blackboard, she whispered quietly.
"Jiang Nian, when is the psychology competition?"
"Tonight."
"Oh, when did you learn psychology?"
"When I was..."
Jiang Nian initially wanted to bluff Zhizhi, offering a hand massage through a psychological test, but considering the monitor at the back.
It wasn’t the ti to be bold in the back row, better to stay cautious.
"When I was one, so Taoist monks ca by, said I was born a psychology master."
Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
"Making things up again."
Jiang Nian was doing his worksheet, Zhang Ningzhi used so kind of body lotion, fragrant during class.
While perfud sleeves comforted him, he occasionally glanced at the clown on the podium.
So elegant, truly elegant.
After school, Xu Shuang hit him up on QQ.
"Got so ti?"
Jiang Nian actually didn’t have much ti, he still had to squeeze ti to do howork at noon, so even alti was rushed.
Even so, he still agreed.
"Yes."
Xu Shuang’s QQ ssage ca through, "The usual spot, not convenient to talk on the phone."
"Okay."
Finished replying, Jiang Nian put down his phone. His pen spun twice in his fingers, landing cleanly on Zhang Ningzhi’s desk.
Finally stopping its spin, it settled at the base of the book stand.
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