Song Xiyun froze for a mont, her pupils dilating slightly like in ani, standing there at the door.
Oh no, my farm.
Am I going to lose?
Jiang Nian saw her reaction and knew she was thinking about the ga. Aren't you worried about losing and getting punished?
Xiao Song, your farming is a bit too pure.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiyun snapped back to reality. She cautiously glanced at him and then asked, pursing her lips,
"Could you... give your phone to play?"
Jiang Nian: "...."
He was greatly shocked, "No way, are you that addicted to the internet? I'm going to report you to your mom, telling on you."
"No!" Song Xiyun's face turned pale, quickly grabbing his sleeve, "Don't tell my mom."
The hallway was dimly lit, casting shadows on their faces.
Seeing Jiang Nian unmoved, she wasn't sure if he would tell, after all, Jiang Nian never considered himself a part of them.
After hesitating for a while, she whispered.
"As long as you don't tell, in exchange, I can promise you a small favor. How about that?"
Jiang Nian was taken aback, didn't expect such a pleasant surprise. It's like sothing recorded in those titles "xxx".
"What kind of favor?"
"Running errands, giving shoulder massages?" Song Xiyun tentatively asked, anything more and she'd lose confidence.
This person is truly like a yellow sponge.
"Alright." Jiang Nian nodded, pointing at her, "I'll keep it in mind for next ti."
With that, he turned and went back to the opposite door.
Keeping it in mind?
Song Xiyun suddenly rembered last sester. She still owed him a piggy bank, and the debt kept growing.
The night wind blew through the corridor, lifting the strands of hair on her forehead.
Now, it seems... like it's hard to count.
With a bang, the door closed.
....
The next day.
"Have the scores been released?"
"Not yet."
"I heard the English scores will be released in the morning." Ma Guojun showed his signature lewd smile, "I wonder if it's true."
"What about math?"
"I don't know."
"Chi Shi!" Li Hua scratched his ears in frustration, "Jiang Nian, that guy, already saw scores of two subjects in advance."
"The privilege of a top student." Zeng You remarked.
"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!!" Li Hua was truly envious, "Sigh, once again letting byd show off."
Jiang Nian returned, seeing everyone sighing.
"What are you guys talking about?"
"Dogged top student." Ma Guojun looked at soone, "Weren't you only scoring six hundred before, how co it's so high all of a sudden?"
"Only two subjects are out." He said modestly.
The big guy was sowhat speechless, "Zhang Ningzhi already predicted your score, only missed one choice in the integrated science multiple-choice."
Huang Fang sighed, feeling sowhat hopeless.
"Sigh."
Jiang Nian habitually played dumb, "Actually, it's not that high, I feel like I didn't write the Chinese composition well."
The composition was written on [stationery paper], with sixty points possible and a base of fifty points.
It happened during the early self-study when Yao Beibei passed by, "Really, if you score below six hundred thirty, I'll treat you to a al."
A bit an, Huang Beibei.
"Fine, just a street food would do." Jiang Nian said, "But I want to bring along a special guest."
"Who?" Yao Beibei was puzzled.
Li Hua froze for a mont, then realized, "You damn, I'll fight you!!"
"Hey, are you guys still fighting?" Yao Beibei teased, "Stop fighting, no one's gonna die."
"Blegh, blegh, blegh!! x2"
"Stay out of this."
Zhang Ningzhi looked sad, watching everyone play around. She sighed, feeling like things had changed.
"Back then, I was clearly better than you."
This sounded a bit off-color.
Jiang Nian thought for a mont, "Count of Wen said, a man should stand above the heavens and earth, how can one be oppressed for long?"
I'm quite traditional, I like being on top.
Huang Fang said, "It feels like after winter break, everyone has gotten a lot stronger, many people started taking things seriously."
"Including Li Hua?" Jiang Nian asked.
"Chi Shi!!" Li Hua blushed, grabbing his collar, "What the hell do you an!"
"Just asking for you, buddy."
"Ill-intentioned."
"The team leader seems..." Huang Fang, the Dragonfly Captain of the sixth group, "Unchanged."
"Ah!!!" Li Hua clutched his head, letting out a sharp outburst, "How can you insult like this!"
The English weekly test ended.
During the large break in the morning, soone from the next class suddenly appeared at the door.
"Is Jiang Nian from your class here?"
"Jiang Nian!"
"Soone's looking for you!"
Jiang Nian turned his head, the other person asked him to go to the office. He responded, thinking it must be Old Liu again.
Could it be, the scores are out?
Upon entering the office, Old Liu didn't speak, just looked him over a few tis, his expression rather strange.
"When did you apply for the evaluation?"
"Huh?"
"You won the Xiaobaiyang Award," Old Liu said, "Here are the dal and prize money."
The prize money was a thick envelope, a plain eight hundred.
"Hehe, used a different route." Jiang Nian chuckled, it really was an unexpected surprise, just a little curious.
"Teacher, isn't there an award ceremony?"
On hearing this, Old Liu couldn't hold back.
"This is a student union's internal award, you're an outsider, going over wouldn't an much."
Jiang Nian nodded, that made sense.
"Then I'm leaving."
He skillfully pocketed the envelope and left the office.
The whole day was filled with weekly tests, just the right ti to fill in so test papers. The second sester of senior year is like this, busy and dull.
Counting the days as they passed, yet each milestone offered so anticipation, holding onto a thread of hope.
Like PE class, or reading class. The weekly news bulletin during Friday night self-study, college entrance physical exams, stuff like that.
As if placing candies along the one-way street of college entrance exams, making the days not too unbearable.
Going upstairs, he happened to run into Tingzi.
"Where are you going?"
"To the restroom." Tingzi glanced at the dal in Jiang Nian's hand, visibly anxious.
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