Chapter 290: Chapter 240 This is Called Divination_2 Chapter 290: Chapter 240 This is Called Divination_2 Jiang Ning was pinching her small hand, kept pinching, and just wouldn’t stop.
Xue Yuantong felt embarrassed being pinched like that and noticed her cheeks burning hot. She couldn’t help but ask,
“Are you done counting?”
Jiang Ning pondered for a few seconds, “It’s quite difficult to count.”
Xue Yuantong waited a while longer, but he was still pinching. Even Chen Siyu who was seated in front turned around to look. Xue Yuantong pulled her hand away, saying with embarrassnt,
“Let go, I won’t count anymore.”
“Alright then, what a pity, I was just about to have it figured out,” Jiang Ning sighed.
Xue Yuantong didn’t believe his nonsense at all. She angrily laid her head down on the desk, resting her arms under her flushed little face,
‘Jiang Ning is a big anie!’
…
In the afternoon.
Dan Kaiquan ran to the back row,
“Brother Ma, Brother Ma, the exam is coming up, what do you think?”
Ma Shicheng, who had been playing his ga well, felt as if his heart had been hit by a mortar shell at those words.
Why has playing the ga suddenly lost its fun?
Ma Shicheng forced a smile, “It’s fine, I guess. Do my best and leave the rest to fate.”
Dan Kaiquan looked at him for a while and then said magnanimously,
“Brother Ma, do well on the test. I believe your ability is definitely not just last in the class. Among us in the back row, our true strength is definitely in the top ten of the class.”
Dan Kaiquan appeared to be complinting the students at the back, but in reality, he was secretly praising himself. In his opinion, with diligent study and practice, he would definitely rank in the top ten of the class in this monthly exam.
He was going to be the strongest student in the back row, Dan Kaiquan, this ti, would set up a sign for everyone in the eighth class’ back row, for those who were looked down upon by the front row.
He imagined that in the future, whenever a good student from the front row ridiculed a bad student from the back row, he would boldly stand out and declare authoritarianly,
‘As long as I, Kaiquan, am here, no one sses with my brothers.’
Dan Kaiquan would be the harbinger of peace for the back row.
Thinking of that scene, Dan Kaiquan was instantly filled with vigour, brimming with fighting spirit. He wasn’t just taking an exam himself; he carried the dignity of his brothers in the back row.
Lost in such fantasies, Dan Kaiquan suddenly caught sight of Miao Zhe, who, done with being weary of problems, was now looking over this way.
Their gazes t, and Dan Kaiquan’s mind jumped to Miao Zhe’s grades; even among the top ten in the class, Miao Zhe was one of the foremost.
But Dan Kaiquan was fearless inside. He wasn’t scared at all; this exam, he was going to topple Miao Zhe.
Wang Longlong said, “Indeed, Brother Ma has a great mind. If he just studies sincerely, being in the top ten is a matter of minutes.”
Hu Jun, “It’s just Brother Ma who doesn’t study.”
Hu Jun felt that Ma Shicheng’s love for gaming was akin to his love for ripe peaches. It was a belief etched in his bones, sothing that couldn’t ever change in his lifeti.
Hu Jun glanced at his math paper and suddenly felt anxious. If the math teacher doesn’t co back soon, my heart will belong to the pot-stewed chicken shop’s Boss Lady.
ng Gui ca over to chat, flipping a lighter in his hand.
Seeing this, Guo Kunnan said, “Cut down on smoking, won’t you? Aren’t you going to train in sports later?”
“It’s not bragging, but you train half a day and then smoke two cigarettes, and you’ve wasted half a day’s training.”
ng Gui flicked the lighter, “click,” and a fla sprang to life.
“Brother Nan, you don’t understand .”
“Am I smoking cigarettes? I’m smoking style, man.”
ng Gui’s father smoked, so did several of his uncles and cousins. If he didn’t smoke, wouldn’t he be failing to keep up with the family’s pace?
Ma Shicheng said, “I think Jiang Ning has style without smoking.”
Wang Longlong said, “Careful, or Director Wang will see and smoke you instead.”
Wang Longlong sincerely advised him. Cigarettes were one of those things—if you can avoid smoking, you should try your best not to. They were students, and smoking really wasn’t beneficial.
The group naturally shifted to the topic of smoking and began to chat.
Suddenly, two figures appeared at the classroom door. Leading the way was the trendily dressed Qi Tianheng, and the boy following him had an even more unique style.
Pot Lid Head, bean shoes, cropped pants—it was unmistakably Zhao Xiaofeng.
Zhao Xiaofeng stood arrogantly at the entrance to class eight, his expression defiant, eyes brazenly scanning over the classmates, especially lingering on the faces of the pretty girls for quite so ti.
When his gaze fell upon Jiang Ning, his expression changed. He rembered how, not long ago, he embarrassed himself by throwing the basketball at Jiang Ning, expecting it not to be blocked, only for it to be caught effortlessly and thrown right back in, scoring a basket.
Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked, and later, he specifically inquired about Jiang Ning’s information from friends. After learning a bit more, he ca to think that Jiang Ning was not soone to provoke.
The guy had good grades, second in the year.
Zhao Xiaofeng stuck with Qi Tianheng, eyeing a better future. There was no need to offend Jiang Ning just for Qi Tianheng, because if things got truly serious, Qi Tianheng might not stand up for him.
Such was Zhao Xiaofeng’s philosophy for survival.
But for the other classmates, he was extrely arrogant.
“So this is class eight, eh? Not bad, not bad, lots of pretty girls.”
He spoke loudly, not bothering to conceal his voice from the class eight students,
prompting so of the boys to beco upset.
ng Gui felt it was alright. He clicked his lighter and a fla leaped out.
But the lighter seed to be low on fuel. ng Gui wondered, “Why is it flickering?”
Wang Longlong shouted, “Because it’s a small spirit fla.”
…
Qi Tianheng approached Wang Yong and warmly called out,
“Wang Yong, let’s step out for a chat.”
While speaking to Wang Yong, his eyes were continuously glancing toward Yang Sheng.
Yang Sheng was still dressed in her simple sportswear, clean and sharp, unlike the finely adorned other girls, yet she looked extrely comfortable.
Qi Tianheng, undeterred, was still keen on pursuing Yang Sheng, having previously tried to add her on QQ only to be unhesitatingly rejected.
Well, it wasn’t exactly a rejection, since Yang Sheng’s QQ status showed she didn’t allow friend requests.
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