Class 8, group chat.
An Chan had originally joined the Class 8 family with peaceful intentions, but was greeted by such low-quality ssages that her fingers were shaking with anger.
Liu Chuandao was still publicly proclaiming his love, and then suddenly realized his ssages couldn’t be sent out anymore.
A notice popped up in the class group: [Liu Chuandao has been muted]
Wang Longlong made a move. He explained, "Hi everyone, this is Teacher An Chan, verified real."
The group fell silent for a few seconds.
Liu Chuandao stared at the screen as cold sweat broke out all over him, his back going cold.
This is a teacher!
He might be shaless, but he knew the difference between serious and not.
Just then, his mute was lifted.
Liu Chuandao hurried to salvage it: "Sorry, everyone, my cousin was playing with my phone just now!"
He quickly sent a big 50-yuan red envelope, feeling the pain deep in his wallet.
Zhang Chi snatched 5 yuan and volunteered, "I can testify, I’m Liu Chuandao’s cousin."
Cui Yu grabbed 3 yuan: "Liu Chuandao’s cousin is such an idiot, he can actually say sothing this stupid."
Duan Shigang also got 3 yuan. Thinking of how Liu Chuandao had chickened out at the last minute several tis, he was very displeased and said bluntly, "Whoever says that kind of thing is basically an animal. Your cousin is way too much of a beast."
Then the group started taking turns using "Liu Chuandao’s cousin" as an excuse to roast Liu Chuandao. Whether they had beef with him or not, they all popped out.
Liu Chuandao was cursed out so badly it was like getting a bucket of dog’s blood poured over his head.
ng Gui: "Can you send another red envelope? I’m not done talking yet."
Tang Jing was cursing happily too—simple trash talk, maximum enjoynt.
She urged, "Yeah, otherwise how is Teacher An Chan supposed to forgive your cousin? You want Teacher An Chan to report it to the school or what?"
Liu Chuandao’s face was dark as he sent another 50-yuan red envelope.
It felt amazing. A bunch of people who hated him grabbed the money and then took the chance to mock him again.
Fuming, Liu Chuandao wanted to leave the group. In all his life, this was the first ti he’d ever spent money just so people could curse his ancestors!
Seeing this bizarre scene, Teacher An Chan’s anger dissipated a lot.
...
River dam, small bungalow.
A girl’s voice blasted through the mic, "I can’t do it! I can’t do it!"
"I want to..."
Chen Siyu kept yelling.
Xue Chuchu’s gaplay was getting affected by her shouting; her character staggered around. She took a calm breath: "You want what?"
"I want your milk..."
"I healed you already," Xue Chuchu said coolly.
Chen Siyu hesitated for a mont: "But I feel like your milk output is too low, I can’t feel anything."
Even with Xue Chuchu’s personality, she couldn’t help glancing down at her chest, then quickly shifted her eyes back to the screen.
Too weird!
After that match, Chen Siyu claid she’d play healer, with Jiang Ning on support, and Xue Chuchu going solo to top lane.
Although Xue Chuchu wasn’t exactly a strong gar, she could at least play every position.
Once Chen Siyu got the healer role, she urged her sister, "Go ssage Yuxia."
Chen Siqing picked up her sister’s phone and saw a ssage from a girl nad Xin Youling: "Chen Siyu, do I need to put this mory card into my phone?"
Chen Siqing: "Yes."
"But my iPhone doesn’t have a card slot."
Chen Siqing: "Then put it into your computer."
Xin Youling circled around the computer, searching with difficulty: "My computer doesn’t have a mory card excuse."
Chen Siqing: "Find a card reader then?"
Even though Xin Youling was the class monitor, a lot of girls were computer idiots. Stuff most boys knew like the back of their hands only sounded vaguely familiar to many girls, and vice versa—for example, lipstick shades.
"Put the mory card into the card reader, then plug it into the computer and you can read it," Chen Siqing patiently explained.
Xin Youling: "Oh, oh."
She went to her parents, got a card reader, then returned to her bedroom and sat back down at the computer.
Plugging in the card reader, that part she understood—it was like a USB drive.
But next she ran into another problem: "This file is 7z, why can’t I open it?"
Chen Siqing: "Your computer doesn’t have an unzip program. Go download 7zip and you can extract it."
Xin Youling went to download it: "Why can’t I open this 7zip website?"
Seeing her sister suddenly go quiet, Chen Siyu asked, "Why aren’t you talking to Yuxia?"
Chen Siqing: "I’m helping Xin Youling."
Chen Siyu scooted over and saw their chat.
Chen Siyu was speechless: "So stupid!"
Chen Siqing glanced at her sister, and a thought popped up: "Stupid little sister, now you finally get how Jiang Ning felt when she was teaching you math, huh!"
Xin Youling was still asking for help: "It’s not working, I still can’t get in."
A malicious idea flashed through Chen Siyu’s mind and she said straight out, "Don’t go in, I’ll help you dig it out instead."
Xin Youling was confused: "You can dig a website? You an like cut it out of a picture?"
Never receiving the assist she’d been promised from Chen Siyu, that evil mory card fell into silence.
Chen Siyu even forgot to show off her masterpiece to Bai Yuxia.
...
Saturday. The sun rose in the east, warm and cozy. Sparrows perched on tree branches, chirping away.
After getting up, Jiang Ning went to Chuchu’s house for breakfast. It was just the two of them eating; Tongtong was still fast asleep under the covers.
Jiang Ning sprawled onto the little stool, sitting casually, and Xue Chuchu helped him by bringing over rice porridge, neatly resting chopsticks and a porcelain spoon across the bowl.
Even though she was waiting on him, Xue Chuchu still had that cold, aloof look. She grabbed a at bun for him, then went and sat far away across from him.
Jiang Ning looked at Chuchu, who was eating porridge with a spoon, and realized she was the complete opposite of Tongtong.
Back then, Tongtong hadn’t liked dealing with strangers, but after more than a year of being together like this, she had changed so, so much.
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