"Let's go back to the dorm together. Don't be sad, this kind of thing is unreliable. I'll treat you to a late-night snack."
Upon hearing there would be snacks, Chai Muying was no longer sad.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Wang Yuhe sneaked up stealthily, attempting to attack Jiang Nian but was caught by him instead.
"Let go of !"
"Behave yourself then."
"Oh." She was a bit frustrated; she had disguised herself so well, yet Jiang Nian saw through her in advance.
No wonder he's a lifelong rival.
The three of them were in the sa dorm, so they had to head in different directions.
"Bye-bye." Chen Yunyun waved at Jiang Nian, then leaned closer and whispered, "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see you tomorrow."
Wang Yuhe glared at him, raising her middle finger.
....
Outside the school gate at a food stall.
Jiang Nian arrived and joined the two girls who were sharing pancakes. Without hesitation, he grabbed food from their mouths.
"Lettuce wasn't washed, give it to ."
"Eating crunchy food causes acne, I'm not afraid of pimples."
After dividing and snatching, the two girls were instantly filled with anger. Even Song Xiyun couldn't hold back, pinching him.
"Jerk, we can't eat anymore."
"Exactly."
Jiang Nian looked indifferent, being so familiar that he didn't care.
"If you're not eating, give it all to ."
"Pfft! Think again!"
Song Xiyun didn't dare to confront Xu Qianqian head-on but firmly nodded in agreent with this statent.
In the past, Jiang Nian certainly wouldn't have snatched her share of the snack.
But now.....
Song Xiyun couldn't quite understand it herself, feeling like there wasn't really a problem, considering they were together every day.
Whenever Jiang Nian had sothing good, he would split it with the three of them, just adding an extra step for Xu Qianqian to distribute it.
Now that they were familiar with each other, skipping that step was normal.
After a chaotic commotion, the three of them settled down and walked ho while casually chatting.
The road wasn't long, and the young people walked leisurely.
"There's an exam on Saturday?" Jiang Nian was surprised, raising his voice unconsciously, "Wasn't it supposed to be next week?"
"Where did you hear that?" Xu Qianqian turned her head and said, "That's the parallel class; they have fewer papers."
"A total of three sets of papers, one day for the exam, one day for reviewing. It won't take a week."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was stunned.
He had only heard about it; now it's confird. Not only is the schedule different, but even the number of test papers is inconsistent.
"How many papers for the Olympic competition?"
Xu Qianqian held out one hand, gestured, and said.
"Five."
Jiang Nian contemplated silently, five sets of papers. Including exams and reviews, it would take at least ten days.
That ans preparing for the exam until the second Monday, a rough estimate suggests mid-March might be the date for the mock exam.
"Sixteenth for the mock exam?" he asked.
"Yes," Song Xiyun answered.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian nodded, his face slightly strained, turning to the two girls and asking.
"How co you're so well-inford?"
Xu Qianqian appeared confident and said lightly.
"Ask the class teacher."
Song Xiyun tilted her head and added.
"Our new class teacher is easy to talk to. Plus, we're the top students in the class, so he tells us everything."
Darn, Old Liu is really.....byd non-stick pan.
You see how other class teachers are!
Actually, it's just Old Liu's personality. If Jiang Nian cared, he could completely get information from Little Turtle.
However, he didn't want too much interaction with Little Turtle.
.....
North District, Building Five.
"Hey, did you hear?"
In the dark dormitory, a few flashlights were on. Lin Dong's shadow on the wall looked particularly comical.
Yang Qiming and Huang Caicai were there, playing cards with another boy in the dorm.
"What?"
The people in the dorm turned to look at Lin Dong.
"Soone from the dorm across the way, getting along well with a girl from our class. I just ca back, saw them walking hand in hand."
Upon hearing this, Zeng You showed little interest.
"Boring."
Yang Qiming originally held a winning hand, face flushed, ready to make the final move.
Upon hearing this, his mouth widened in surprise.
"What!!"
The girl Lin Dong ntioned was Zhao Chunchun, with smooth cheeks like a goose egg, speaking gently.
Her figure..... well, quite model-like.
Just an A cup.
However, this person had a good taste in fashion. In other classes, she'd still be considered a dium-level beauty.
After all, at seventeen or eighteen, it's rare to see anyone unattractive.
But in Class Three, this abnormal environnt made her not stand out much, plus she was low-key.
Yang Qiming thought only he noticed her.
Whenever possible, he would chat with Zhao Chunchun, considering her his secret treasure, but who would've thought...
Damn it, soone intercepted!
"Whoa, how did they end up together?"
"Lucky guy."
"Indeed."
The reactions varied within the dorm, so probing for details, while others showed amazent, though no one was envious.
Rather, there was so schadenfreude, feeling like watching an opponent make a fool of themselves.
"If my brother has difficulties, I'll help him out. If my brother falls in love, then everyone has their own destiny."
Very cool, wish the relationship ends.
Only Yang Qiming was truly hurt, looking at the two Jokers in his hand, feeling dizzy and weak.
"Bro, why aren't you playing anymore?"
Clack, the Jokers fell.
"No!!" The player at the table held his head, "My sunflower seeds, my seeds!"
The three were playing poker, using sunflower seeds instead of money. Yang Qiming had a winning hand, taking all the seeds.
"Bro, you're aweso." Huang Caicai laughed, "Bro, why are you daydreaming?"
Yang Qiming sighed, "From now on, no heart for romantic nights, letting the moon descend in the west tower."
Upon hearing this, Huang Caicai scratched his head.
"Bro, what does it an?"
"Drunk, holding the lamp, watching the sword, dreaming of eight hundred camps." Lin Dong ca over, giggling, patting his shoulder.
"Cousin, look at it lightly."
The dorm awakened, turning into chaos.
"Whoa, cousin likes Zhao Chunchun!"
"Oh my gosh!"
Suddenly, no one cared about howork or washing undies, all gathered to hear this juicy gossip.
Soone even provided musical accompanint, singing "Under Mount Fuji" passionately.
"Forget our grievances, cherry blossoms have blood several tis. The Tokyo trip, fading in the distance."
"Damn, the tune is off."
"Not running off, she ran away."
Everyone laughed loudly, Yang Qiming's expression complex, bitterer than a bitter lon, couldn't hold it.
"You bastards!"
Lin Dong patted his shoulder again, seriously comforting him.
"No rush, cousin, there'll be better ones in the future. Zhao Chunchun lacks judgnt, probably dating due to stress."
"Exactly." Soone echoed, "Look at the top students in our class, Jiang Nian isn't dating either."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
"Jiang Nian."
"Never mind, let's not bring him up."
"True."
It's not really about whether to date or not.
Soone suddenly said, "By the way, Yu Zhiyi is quite close to him. Do you think Yu Zhiyi might?"
Everyone turned and looked at the vacant bed.
"Wu Jungu isn't here, no problem."
"Even if he was, it's fine. After all, he's an ex-girlfriend. And Brother Wu is too serious, probably can't hold this."
Everyone looked at each other, eventually just muttering.
"Exactly x4."
....
The next day.
Jiang Nian got up without knowing he was the subject of conversation. Instead, he glanced at his phone and froze.
"Zhao Chunchun?"
Lin Dong sent gossip, being byd crawling all day in gossip. Tons of news, none authentic.
He had no impression of Zhao Chunchun.
Knew there was such a person in the class, but didn't interact much. Last encounter was during campus cleanup.
Zhao Chunchun asked him for a broom, Li Hua handed it over first.
According to Li Hua, Zhao Chunchun was quite pretty, her figure was nice, and mostly she was gentle.
Jiang Nian didn't quite agree with this.
He didn't like models, too thin like sticks, not attractive. The gentleness, couldn't speak for it.
However, still preferred Chen Yunyun.
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