"So beautiful!" Xue Yuantong exclaid, at this mont, it seed eternal.
"Hmm." Jiang Ning replied, he continued forward, suddenly, his sleeve was grabbed by Xue Yuantong.
She lifted her little face, her clever eyes eting Jiang Ning’s, her expression beca serious, her determination firm:
"Jiang Ning, I’ve decided, when I die in the future, I’ll be buried there!"
She stood on tiptoe and pointed to the distance, toward the tranquil, desolate, and mysterious Hu Qi Mountain.
Jiang Ning looked at Tongtong, her cheeks were as smooth and delicate as ever, like porcelain, only her once lively eyes held a serious look, as if she were truly contemplating this matter.
Jiang Ning: "Oh~"
Xue Yuantong saw his sowhat dismissive reaction, and said with a straight face: "Isn’t it beautiful there? Don’t you think resting there forever would be a good thing?"
"According to the fortune-telling master in our village, the feng shui there is definitely great!"
She was like a cetery saleswoman.
Seeing Jiang Ning still indifferent, Xue Yuantong tugged his sleeve, circling in front of him.
It wasn’t just for herself; she also wanted Jiang Ning to be buried with her.
Jiang Ning felt speechless, you’re only 15, and you’re already thinking about this?
Xue Yuantong kept trying to persuade him, and finally, Jiang Ning tossed out: "No need to tell about this, just tell our kids in the future."
These words caught Xue Yuantong off guard, her face turned red, redder than a ripe apple.
Her previously serious deanor vanished, and she lowered her eyebrows, staring at her toes, her eyelashes fluttering, a mist filling her eyes, and after a long ti, she squeezed out:
"Cut it out, what nonsense are you saying!"
She stood firm for a mont, then added: "I’m still young..."
Jiang Ning counseled her: "As long as you know."
...
Outside the street of Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School.
Zhang Chi and Dan Kaiquan were shopping, most high school students are quite busy, with little ti for playing, but that’s for the ordinary students.
The three who stepped out today weren’t ordinary students; Zhang Chi spent most of his ti figuring out how to make money, and on weekends, he could even go to construction sites to move bricks and work.
Guo Kunnan could balance gaming, chasing girls, and honing his Dao Heart.
Dan Kaiquan was even more impressive, managing studying, chasing girls, gaming, and exercising in an orderly fashion.
"Brother Nan, didn’t your thermos liner break?" Dan Kaiquan reminded.
Guo Kunnan: "I’ll get one at Yucai Supermarket later, I rember they sell them for 8 bucks each."
Although everyone had once agreed never to shop at Yucai Supermarket, because every penny spent there would beco ammunition for the small boss Wei Xiu Yuan’s pursuit of girls.
But over a year had passed, Wei Xiu Yuan still hadn’t won over Dong Jiayi, and everyone found it amusing when talking about it.
So even started betting on when Wei Xiu Yuan would succeed in winning over the pretty Dong Jiayi.
"8 bucks isn’t cheap, my liner broke last ti too, also cost 8 bucks," Dan Kaiquan said displeased.
The thermos liner is just a thin layer, high school students love to horse around, so it’s easy to break.
Zhang Chi laughed like a sunflower, extrely bright, and said with relief: "My thermos liner has never broken once."
Dan Kaiquan: "Seriously, you don’t even have a thermos, right?"
Let alone a thermos, Zhang Chi had once bumd shampoo, soap, washbasin, toothbrush, and toothpaste from others.
Chatting as they walked, they happened to see Wu Yunzhi in a white tracksuit approaching.
This road outside the school was crowded with many students, but because it was wide, it wasn’t too congested, yet Wu Yunzhi walked straight over without any intention of avoiding them.
He rembered the marathon that morning, the look in Dan Kaiquan’s eyes as he passed by him.
New grievances compounded with old ones, Wu Yunzhi prepared to teach him a lesson.
’Heh, so what if you’re great at marathons, life isn’t a marathon every day.’
Dan Kaiquan didn’t avoid, their shoulders bumped, Wu Yunzhi’s physical fitness wasn’t as good as Dan Kaiquan’s, causing him to stagger back half a step.
With a change in expression, a sentence floated over: "After night self-study’s second class, co to the playground to see and Lan Zichen on a date."
Dan Kaiquan’s face suddenly darkened.
This kind of provocation involving a girl is incredibly powerful, as it relates to personal dignity.
Guo Kunnan also heard it, and shouted: "Zhang Chi, a al of braised pig’s trotters."
Hearing there was a bargain to be had, Zhang Chi pointed at Wu Yunzhi’s nose, publicly scolding: "You dumbass, can’t you watch where you’re going?"
Wu Yunzhi was stunned, rare to encounter soone so brash, he glared at Zhang Chi: "Do you know who I am?"
Zhang Chi: "You’re my grandson!"
He dared to provoke even Qi Tianheng, the top second generation rich kid of Yu Zhou Fourth Middle School, let alone just Wu Yunzhi.
Wu Yunzhi pointed at Zhang Chi, his finger trembling, warning: "Just you wait!"
Zhang Chi was indifferent.
After Wu Yunzhi left, Guo Kunnan imdiately said: "Zhang Chi, be careful, this guy is very treacherous."
Zhang Chi didn’t care: "I hang out with Tianpeng every day, what’s there to be afraid of?"
"Brother Nan, don’t forget those braised pig’s trotters!"
Dan Kaiquan: "Don’t worry, I’ll also buy you a can of cola later."
Zhang Chi: "Is bottled okay?"
Bottled cola is bigger, gives a satisfying drink.
Dan Kaiquan: "Sure!"
He slightly changed his impression of Zhang Chi, though he’s greedy, he definitely steps up when needed.
...
Before self-study in the evening, Jiang Ning rode his electric bike, taking Xue Yuantong to school to sleep.
Jiang Ning didn’t ride fast, leisurely along the way, only speeding back ho after school.
Today was Sunday, there were many pedestrians on the road, and on the side road next to the main road, three electric bikes were moving parallel ahead, completely blocking the path.
The three riders were stout, plump middle-aged aunties with perd hair, occupying the road, casually chatting about dostic matters, living freely.
They weren’t concerned about whether they’d affect the pedestrians behind them, and even if they did, so what, anyone who dared to complain would be scolded horribly.
With the road completely blocked, Jiang Ning had no chance to overtake, so he just followed behind.
This minor inconvenience didn’t bother Jiang Ning much.
He just channeled his spiritual power, transforming it into a large hand, swept it toward the left side of the road.
The three electric bikes originally had so space between them, but with a sweeping motion like cleaning up trash, they squeezed together, tilting to the side of the road.
This created space, and Jiang Ning twisted the throttle, easily overtaking them.
This incident provided Jiang Ning with so inspiration, he rarely encountered traffic jams while riding now.
But he couldn’t ride forever, during storms, driving would be more convenient.
In the next few years, as the economy rapidly develops, and people’s consumption levels increase, household vehicles will beco more common, and traffic jams will be frequent, especially on holidays, it’s impossible to move.
Jiang Ning, likely going to another city for college in the future, finds that university life, despite being a student era like high school, is very different, with many real-life factors mixed in.
Transportation is important, and Jiang Ning’s ans of transport is top-notch, it’s a Spirit Boat, soaring through the air, but such a thing can’t be shown publicly unless his power is invincible.
As for other vehicles, no matter how top-tier the luxury car is, Jiang Ning isn’t accustod to driving them.
’Maybe through Shao Shuangshuang, I can use the Evergreen Liquid’s resources, and I provide technical support to develop aircraft?’
’Just develop a few, then let Shao Shuangshuang negotiate with the authorities to gain the flying rights.’
As for whether the [flight rights negotiation] would succeed, Jiang Ning was confident, he could silence all opposition.
More importantly, it’s about the design and power solution for the aircraft.
Thinking this, Jiang Ning glanced back at Xue Yuantong, planning to assign her so tasks.
Xue Yuantong was eyeing a roadside stall selling grilled starch sausages with envy, but noticing Jiang Ning’s gaze, she quickly restrained her greedy look, becoming much more composed.
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