Jiang Nian glanced at her briefly and reached out to feel.
"It's a bit cold."
Li Qingrong: "..."
"It's not the legs that should be cold, isn't the forehead supposed to be hot?"
"Touched the wrong spot, I thought so." Jiang Nian reluctantly let go of the class president's calf, "The forehead is rather hot."
He said seriously, "Qingqing, you might be catching a cold. The solution, there's only one..."
Li Qingrong covered his mouth and pushed him back.
"Hmm."
After being interrupted from casting his spell, Jiang Nian twisted like a worm on the couch, leaving Li Qingrong speechless.
"I'm dying, I'm dying."
Li Qingrong: "...."
After a while, she suddenly spoke, "When it's my birthday, take to the movies."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian flipped off the couch.
"When's your birthday?"
"September 12th."
"Oh." Jiang Nian agreed, his birthday was also after the college entrance exam, thinking it was quite a coincidence.
"Then what about on my birthday?"
Li Qingrong turned her head, "What do you want?"
"Slurp slurp."
"Hmm?"
"Qingqing, your face slls really good." He shalessly said, "Your hands are soft, small, like ice cream."
Li Qingrong was silent for a mont, then directly got up and left the living room.
Jiang Nian: "???"
No way, did she get scared off?
Oh, get the cake.
Li Qingrong ca over with the cake, a small four-inch cake. Couldn't find the lighter, stood there dumbfounded.
"I'll go buy one."
Jiang Nian glanced at the ti, five or six minutes before midnight.
"No need."
He said, picking up a spare small candle and heading to the kitchen. With a click, fire descended on earth.
Li Qingrong lowered her head, pursing her raised lips.
Jiang Nian asked, "Shall we start the video chat?"
"Okay."
So, he lit the small candles on the cake one by one. Any more and they wouldn't fit, nor could the cake be eaten.
The video connected, Li Lanying originally had a smiling face.
After Jiang Nian appeared in the fra, her smile instantly disappeared. She stared straight at the screen, looking miserable.
"You guys... oh dear..... you... sigh."
"Despite all the precautions, in the end..." Li Lanying dramatically knelt on the bed, "I was so foolish, it's all my fault....."
"If only earlier, maybe it wouldn't be like this today."
Jiang Nian looked confused, what on earth was this old woman babbling about? Give two hundred yuan, and I'll stir-fry two dishes.
Li Qingrong: "...."
"I contacted him for your birthday celebration."
"Oh." Li Lanying composed herself, taking out a bottle of red wine across the screen, laughing.
"Co on, have a drink with your sister."
Jiang Nian was surprised, "There's wine at ho?"
"The place Qingqing stays has no wine, but there's a wine cabinet at the other house." Li Lanying enjoyed drinking.
Maybe it was related to her poor sleep, the old woman dressed up outside with lipstick and a gray blazer.
Clean and mature, her smile was warm and graceful.
"I see." Jiang Nian thought about it, glanced at the ti, "I'll boil so hot water, drink so white."
"The high proof, shouldn't drink too much, easy to get hooked."
Li Lanying couldn't hold herself hearing this. Drink this white stuff? It wouldn't be high proof if you boil it?
A few minutes later, Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong each held a cup of white stuff. Across the internet, at the stroke of midnight.
"Cheers!! x2"
The reason it's just x2 is because the class president was lazy to speak. Only Jiang Nian and Li Lanying happily shouted.
"Tsk!" Jiang Nian took a sip, his expression twisted, "This white stuff, it kind of burns going down."
Li Lanying: "...quite the act."
"What's the taste of the red stuff?"
"Well....." Li Lanying walked to the window, elegantly held a goblet, with city skyscrapers behind her.
"The flavor is quite rich, but if it's your first ti....."
The two of them were chatterboxes, not letting the scene go cold. Li Qingrong was cutting the cake beside them, silently sipping hot water.
Only when Li Lanying was having a good ti, waist slightly twisting, thin pajamas slipped down revealing Bai You at the corner.
Li Qingrong stretched out her hand, covering Jiang Nian's eyes.
"Hey hey??"
Jiang Nian was directly speechless, how co there's a God? Directly using the blackout ability, physically turning off the lights.
Yet, as everyone knows, the speed of light is.....
With the class president's cover, his mind was filled with playback of the previous image, continuously repeating.
"Hehe." Li Lanying on the screen covered her mouth laughing, teasing, "Qingqing, you're so cute."
Li Qingrong glanced at her, "After your birthday celebration, I'm going to bed."
"Wait..."
Buzz!! The connection was directly cut off.
Jiang Nian was left dazed, it was over just like that. He stared at Li Qingrong, reached out and wiped off the cream from her mouth.
"Are you sleepy?"
"Not sleepy."
So, the two continued watching "Chronicle of Ghosts". After ten minutes, the class president suddenly said.
"First, score 680."
"What?" Jiang Nian turned sharply.
"Nothing." Li Qingrong had already gotten up, hurriedly walked to the room, and softly closed the door with a bang.
....
The next day.
Jiang Nian woke up in bed, still feeling a bit foggy. Last night he returned ho close to twelve thirty.
After washing up, he wrote a test paper to stay in practice.
Qingbao had said, since Jiang Nian had no obsession with Qingbei. Setting aside leadership, from a personal perspective.
Since his scores were high enough, the last three months, don't ss around, just keep the skills sharp in four strong subjects.
Math and physics follow the teacher's plan.
Though not many dark horses arise in the hundred-day sprint, fallen geniuses are all too common.
Jiang Nian deeply agreed, trying to do too much leads to not doing it well.
Last sester he improved in one hundred days, this ti with famous teachers assisting, there's no reason he wouldn't improve.
Hurriedly washed up, he grabbed his bag ready to leave.
Passing the living room, he hesitated a bit. Still packed a few bottles of walnut milk in his backpack as well.
These days, the mornings are getting brighter earlier, even getting up early, the roads are no longer pitch dark.
School, small woods.
"You are here indeed."
"Huh?" Zhou Haifei held a book, turned back and found Jiang Nian standing with a bag, "What's up?"
"Nothing, catch this."
"What?"
Zhou Haifei saw a can of milk flying her way, she was afraid it would break. Clumsily caught it, realizing it's walnut milk.
Looking up, Jiang Nian had already walked far.
She stood there, watching his distant back slowly disappear. For a mont, she didn't know what to say.
Owing too much, she'd better repay more once she earns money in the future.
Big recess.
On the other side, D-building in the repeater section.
He Minjun hugged a purple physics book, "Five Three," downstairs, the integrated science office was too crowded, she peeked at the entrance.
After hesitating for a while, she just sneaked in.
"Teacher, I have a question."
Before she finished, she suddenly noticed the back leaning on the desk seed... slightly familiar.
"Alright, please wait a mont." Zhu Yin adjusted his glasses, "Let finish with him, then I'll look at yours."
Jiang Nian turned to look, finding it was He Minjun. And the expression was like seeing a ghost, he couldn't help but smile.
"Sorry, classmate."
He Minjun's face was flushed, wanting to say sothing but didn't. Finally, feeling aggrieved, she only squeezed out one word.
"Okay."
Zhu Yin didn't notice the oddity between the two, seriously explained the question to Jiang Nian. After five or six minutes, he leaned back in his chair.
Short legs swayed, eyes slightly closed.
"Digest it a bit, if anything's unclear tell . He Minjun, co over now."
"Oh, okay, teacher." He Minjun passed by Jiang Nian, couldn't hold herself and asked quietly.
"Are you repeating?"
Jiang Nian raised an eyebrow, "Of course, I'm a fresh graduate, you this repeater old thing."
Both spoke softly, Zhu Yin just turned to glance.
"What?"
Jiang Nian said, "I said, this question is a bit outdated."
Zhu Yin was rather surprised, thinking he really put in the effort, "Yes, it's a modified question from the college entrance exam paper."
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