Biting off more than you can chew.
His current grades are almost like a semi-prodigy. Even in Class Zero, he's among the top ranks.
Academic ace takes turns, next year it'll be my family's turn!
There are only three months left until the college entrance exam, there's no need to ss around. First, trust Qi Xue, then trust Old Liu.
Building trust.
Buzz!
Just as he was furiously working on problems, the phone screen lit up. Several ssages popped up in succession.
Jiang Nian originally didn't want to look, but his glance made him pause.
"What are these two up to?"
Qianqian and Xiao Song sent ssages at the sa ti, which was quite rare. Excluding all possibilities, sothing must be up.
"What's up?"
Qianqian: "Sothing's up."
Jiang Nian: "???"
He opened Song Xiyun's chat window, repeated the question, and got an equally vague answer.
Hmm?
Jiang Nian stroked his chin in thought. Could they have found out?
After all, those things he did in Class Three are like a feather if not weighed, but on the scales, they could weigh a ton.
However, he quickly relaxed.
Being single, there's nothing to fear.
Besides, things aren't that bad; it's not like there are executioners lying in ambush, ready to chop him into bits as soon as he enters.
With that thought, he got up calmly and walked out the door.
Knock knock knock!!!
"Who?"
"Dawn."
Qianqian opened the door, feeling a bit speechless.
"Can you be a bit more serious?"
Jiang Nian didn't respond, heading straight to the living room. He lay on the sofa, finding a comfortable position to lie down.
"What's up with you guys being all mysterious?"
Hearing this, Qianqian hesitated, then went to her room and pulled out Song Xiyun, the two of them fidgeting together.
Jiang Nian: "???"
This lineup, he had only seen in dreams before. However, his ending in those dreams wasn't exactly pleasant.
"What's going on?"
He shrunk back a little, leaning against the sofa. Only then did he feel a bit of security, ready to bolt if things went wrong.
"So...sorry. x2"
"Hmm?"
Jiang Nian was ready to slip away, but hearing their awkward apologies, he instantly stiffened, calming down imdiately.
He didn't know what they were apologizing for, pondering for a mont before speaking.
"Oh, and what about compensation?"
"What compensation?" Qianqian looked confused, then her anger exploded, jumping forward directly.
She grabbed Jiang Nian's clothes, her freshly showered fragrance enveloping him, prompting a swallow.
The scent reached him even before the slap.
"You big perv!"
"Clearly you peeped first. We do share...so bla, but we already apologized!"
"Instead of being grateful, you're pushing it further!"
Jiang Nian was shaken back and forth by her, sneaking a glance at Qianqian's collar, suddenly feeling a bit tipsy.
"Stop, stop, my head can't take it!"
"You deserve it!"
Song Xiyun also sat down, head lowered in thought. She seed to be brainstorming ways, though she had emptied her mind.
She didn't have any opinions and kept a neutral stance.
If the two reconciled, she'd agree; if they quarreled, she'd hold back a bit.
Suddenly, the living room fell silent.
The three of them looked at each other, none prepared for what was next, caught off guard by the ntion of compensation.
Jiang Nian regretted it a bit, wishing he hadn't said anything at all.
"Ahem....."
"What do you want as compensation?" Qianqian said through gritted teeth, suddenly compromising, "If you dare have any improper thoughts, I'll beat you up!"
Jiang Nian said, "Then nothing."
"You!!" Qianqian clenched her fists.
"How about...dancing?" Jiang Nian suggested, "If you guys do a random dance, I'll accept your apology."
Hearing this, the two girls exchanged glances.
"How did you know we practiced dancing?"
"I guessed."
Actually, it was half a guess. After all, they would dress in school uniforms and make videos, so it wouldn't be surprising if they practiced a duo dance.
"We haven't perfected it yet," Qianqian said, a bit embarrassed.
"Yeah." Song Xiyun was also slightly embarrassed, her pajamas too loose. "Not very skilled yet."
In the end, the two girls still danced in their pajamas.
The moves weren't synchronized, but they were youthful and vibrant, each side having its charm like lively butterflies.
Jiang Nian felt his eyes couldn't keep up, suddenly beginning to understand the fondness rich Koreans had.
Those wicked rich people!
Once the dance was finished, both girls felt a bit embarrassed, brushing aside the hair that fell forward, breaking into laughter despite themselves.
They knew each other well, and the atmosphere naturally lightened up once they played around.
"Hey, where were you looking just now!" After fooling around with Song Xiyun, Qianqian thought of Jiang Nian again.
"I wasn't, just watching the moves." Jiang Nian said innocently.
Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, tossing a cushion over. "Alright, you can go now, we need to sleep."
Jiang Nian took out his phone, "I'll play for a bit, then leave myself."
Both girls exchanged glances.
Hmm?
.....
The next day.
Jiang Nian climbed out of bed, lingering for a while. He stayed too late at the girls' place, barely making it back at midnight.
After the dance, he couldn't stand.
Those who know, know. Sitting for too long makes the legs numb. Once he stood up, his clever mind reclaid the high ground of intelligence.
To ease the awkwardness, he casually complained about a physics celestial model question.
The two girl geniuses took turns sharing insights, oddly beginning a paperless lecture.
The good news, he gained a lot.
The bad news, he still couldn't solve the test papers even after that.
From a friendship angle, the two girls inquired if he wanted to learn physics, requiring a small price.
Snacks and gas.
He declined, not wanting to waste the three's ti. The efficiency was too low; it was better to wait for Old Liu's good news.
With this little fuss, their relationship seed to warm up a bit.
This made Jiang Nian ponder that perhaps relationships are built through such aningless little things.
In the blink of an eye, it was morning self-study.
Tao Ran took leave, Cai Xiaoqing was distributing corrected test papers in the classroom.
"Here, your group's papers."
She felt sothing was off and couldn't help but ask.
"How many people in your group submitted papers?"
"Three," Huang Fang replied.
"I didn't get any wrong, why should I submit?" Li Hua said boldly, "But I did submit the biology paper."
"I lost my paper," Zeng You said without lifting his head.
Jiang Nian looked at her, nodded, and said.
"Weiwei."
"Shut up!" Cai Xiaoqing couldn't hold back her annoyance, glaring at him, thinking how could soone be so annoying?
But she wasn't a class representative and didn't care to manage, nor could she handle Jiang Nian, leaving with one last statent.
"Your group's on duty, go clean the blackboard."
Jiang Nian yawned as he stood up, slowly putting on his coat, and casually pinched Zhang Ningzhi's arm.
"Hey! You!" Zhizhi slightly raged.
"Hand slipped."
At the blackboard.
Jiang Nian reached for a rag, leaning on the multidia podium, smiling while chatting with the class rep for a long ti.
"Why didn't you ask for a pen?"
"It's a gift."
"No, I must return it."
While they were chatting, Zhou Yuting walked by, her face a little worn out, hurriedly leaving the classroom.
Jiang Nian took a glance, realizing the countdown was about over.
During the big break.
Zhou Yuting's blue stripe disappeared, and after skill settlent, a purple skill, [Swimming], was dropped.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Nian was about to go downstairs to find Old Liu when the horoom teacher called soone to notify him to go downstairs to the Chinese office.
It was likely news about the physics make-up class, just in ti for Tingzi's reward settlent.
But unexpectedly, the swimming skill she dropped turned out to be purple, indicating it's not just simple dog-paddling.
As he pondered, Zhou Yuting happened to co out of the classroom, almost on cue, ready to head downstairs for exercises.
Lately, she's been a bit solitary, always walking alone.
"Hey."
Zhou Yuting, in a hurry, suddenly heard a familiar voice. Instinctively, she stopped, glancing back.
Seeing it was Jiang Nian, she felt a bit flustered.
"What's up?"
"You learned swimming?" he asked.
"Huh?" Zhou Yuting was dazed for a mont, slightly absentminded, "Learned in junior high, almost got into..."
Midway, she stopped talking.
"Why are you asking this?"
"Nothing, just asking." Jiang Nian waved his hand, heading downstairs in the other direction.
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