Chapter 241: Chapter 209 I Think You Can Chapter 241: Chapter 209 I Think You Can Jiang Ning had made her way to the office door.
A few teachers were chatting, “Mr. Guo, aren’t you using an amplifier?”
“I am using this, it can protect the throat, you shouldn’t rely on your youth, talking so much every day, better wear it, otherwise when your throat goes hoarse, you’ll know its impact,” the older teacher advised her.
Guo Ran sat at her desk and replied,
“I feel uncomfortable with it.”
Jiang Ning knocked on the door fra, and Guo Ran, hearing it, smiled and said,
“You’re here.”
The other teachers in the office looked over, and when they saw Jiang Ning, they responded with a gentle smile and greeted her.
Jiang Ning ranked second in the grade and fifteenth in the city. If it were not for Xue Yuantong, with such achievents, he would usually be the top of his grade at Fourth Middle School.
Jiang Ning focused solely on his studies and avoided trouble. Coupled with his attractive appearance, it was doubtful that any teacher disliked such a student.
“I ca to bring sothing,” Jiang Ning said.
Guo Ran looked at Jiang Ning’s hands and didn’t see any papers or similar materials, prompting her to ask curiously,
“What did you bring?”
There were other teachers in the office, so Jiang Ning refrained from joking with Guo Ran and walked over to her desk.
He placed a white porcelain bottle on the desk and made a hand gesture to contact him through the phone.
After that, Jiang Ning turned and left the office.
Guo Ran held the white porcelain bottle, which still retained so warmth.
She took out her phone, whose lock screen showed a WeChat ssage.
“A secret formula passed down from my ancestors, I made this throat-soothing candy myself, give it a try.”
This was the candy Jiang Ning had made last night. If taken by ordinary people, it could nurture the throat. Given that Guo Ran was a teacher, eating so candy ensured she could talk continuously all day without any throat issues.
“Throat-soothing candy?” Guo Ran was stunned after hearing this, not expecting Jiang Ning to bring her this.
She replied, “You are quite thoughtful.”
Needless to say, the thoughtfulness touched Guo Ran.
“I didn’t know you could make candy; that’s great,” she praised.
“I know plenty more,” Jiang Ning said, “Give it a try.”
Guo Ran, looking at the ssage, didn’t have much hope for the throat-soothing candy as she had tried similar candies before, but they hadn’t been very effective.
Since it was a gift from a student, Guo Ran wouldn’t disappoint him; she approached the matter with a try-and-see attitude and first examined the bottle.
The small bottle was quite exquisite, probably costing quite a bit of money.
Guo Ran pulled out the stopper, placed a tissue on the table, and poured out a candy.
The candy landed on the tissue—a round, blue, semi-translucent and smooth piece, slightly larger than a peanut, shiny.
“Not bad.”
Guo Ran, holding the tissue, popped the candy into her mouth.
Her tongue moved, and it tasted completely different from the usual throat-soothing candies. It wasn’t minty, nor did it have a strong herbal taste, but it was unusually refreshing and soothing.
It lted in her mouth, not cold at all, but rather warming.
Guo Ran felt a sensation she had never experienced before.
She ssaged Jiang Ning back, “The taste is fantastic!”
The other teachers in the office, noticing the small bottle on Guo Ran’s desk, asked,
“Is that from Jiang Ning just now?”
Guo Ran smiled and said, “Yes, it’s throat-soothing candy.”
After saying this, Guo Ran paused; her throat had been a bit uncomfortable, rough, and a bit painful when talking.
Just now, that discomfort had completely disappeared.
‘Could it be the effect of these candies?’ Guo Ran found it hard to believe, the effect seed too imdiate.
…
Class 8.
Geng Lu was browsing QQ Space, looking at the updates posted by classmates and friends.
After watching for a while, she returned to the list; in the top group, there was only one contact: Jiang Ning.
She entered Jiang Ning’s space, which was as deserted as ever; Jiang Ning rarely posted. There were only a few posts.
She clicked on the ssage board, where there were ssages from Ma Shicheng and Dan Kaiquan, including her own.
Geng Lu wanted to post sothing but couldn’t think of anything to say at the mont, so she exited, planning to share a good sentence on Jiang Ning’s ssage board when she thought of one.
Suddenly, a friend request popped up.
The verification ssage read, “Geng Lu, I’m your old classmate.”
Geng Lu found it strange, but she decided to give it a try and clicked accept.
After all, it was a classmate, and it was quite nostalgic; she had lost contact with many girls she was on good terms with in middle school.
After accepting the friend request, Geng Lu asked, “Who are you, and can you tell your na?”
The person replied, “Guess.”
After hearing this, she clicked into the person’s space, only to find out she didn’t have access permission.
I had no way to guess.
“I can’t guess, just tell so I can make a note,” Geng Lu replied.
“Just guess, I’m one of your best friends.”
Geng Lu had no choice but to na a few familiar classmates, but all her guesses were wrong.
The person on the other end was still being elusive, which she found annoying. Old classmates were old classmates, but this was in bad taste.
“Just say it already, I don’t want to guess anymore.”
“Don’t be like that, I’m really soone you know. Your na is Geng Lu, from class 8, First grade at Fourth Middle School.”
That person sent a string of phone numbers over.
“This is your mobile number.”
Geng Lu felt uneasy, certain it was an acquaintance pranking her with a fake account; she replied:
“If you’re not going to tell , I’ll just delete this.”
The person on the other end quickly responded, “I was just teasing haha, I’m the senior who asked you for your QQ on the sports ground yesterday. What do you think? Can we beco friends, junior?”
When Geng Lu saw this, she couldn’t help but get a bit angry. What kind of person was this?
If you wanted to add , you could have just been honest about who you were instead of being so sneaky.
She didn’t say a word and just deleted the friend request.
What was the point of keeping such a person around? Plus, he clearly didn’t know her yet managed to find out her class information, as well as her QQ and phone number.
Lu Qiqi was right when she said yesterday that this senior was weird.
Just after Geng Lu had deleted the friend, she received a text ssage:
“Please add back, I was wrong, I really do want to be friends.”
Geng Lu quickly deleted the ssage, but imdiately a phone call ca through; Geng Lu turned her phone off.
After switching it off, she stuffed it into her desk, took a deep breath, feeling utterly annoyed.
After Jiang Ning handed out the candy, he returned to the classroom and seeing Geng Lu’s state, asked,
“What’s wrong?”
Geng Lu forced a smile, “Just now, a crazy guy added , I’ve already deleted him.”
“Rember, if you have problems you can’t solve, co to anyti,” Jiang Ning said.
He usually didn’t extend his Divine Sense much in the classroom, but outside the classroom, it would instantly expand to several hundred ters, always enveloping class 8’s room.
Although he had given Yuantong a Jade Pendant for protection, she was younger, and despite the pendant’s protection, it was hard to say that accidents couldn’t happen completely; his oversight was the only foolproof protection.
In regards to Geng Lu’s recent situation, he saw everything clearly through his Divine Sense.
For a girl like Geng Lu, who was quite developed, it was abnormal yet normal to occasionally encounter so scum during her life.
So strikingly beautiful won would occasionally experience middle-aged n hitting on them or being followed on a night walk.
“It’s all right, it’s handled,” Geng Lu didn’t bother Jiang Ning, knowing she just needed to be careful herself. She couldn’t always rely on Jiang Ning for internet creepers.
“Okay,” Jiang Ning casually cast a Magic Formation towards Geng Lu.
…
During the last period of the morning.
The history teacher was midway through the lesson when he suddenly left the room, leaving the classmates with puzzled faces.
This wasn’t the first ti.
Yuantong didn’t care about that, she was busy playing with her eraser.
She glared at Jiang Ning, gritting her teeth as if she was pinching him.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
“Hmph, why wouldn’t I be alright?”
For lunch, she wanted to be lazy for once and pushed cooking onto Jiang Ning, but he disagreed.
Yuantong felt that Jiang Ning was being completely inconsiderate, planning to cook lunch and salt it heavily to spite him.
Then she suddenly rembered, she would be eating the sa dish as Jiang Ning at noon…
Yuantong played with her eraser, squeezing it; suddenly, it sprang from her hand, bouncing twice on the floor.
She quickly ducked under the table, intending to pick it up.
Unfortunately, even stretching her arm out fully, she couldn’t reach the eraser.
She huffed back to her seat and said to her tablemate,
“Jiang Ning, help pick it up.”
“It’s too far, I can’t reach it.”
Although she was mad at Jiang Ning, when facing difficulties, her instinct was still to ask for his help, as if with the detestable Jiang Ning by her side, she had nothing to fear.
She hoped Jiang Ning would help her get it back.
Jiang Ning remained comfortably seated, his Divine Sense locating the eraser’s position.
MovineTransforming his foot, he nudged the eraser a bit closer and said sincerely,
“You can actually reach it.”
Yuantong: ‘…He’s so annoying!’
She dove under the desk again and retrieved the eraser.
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