Chapter 46 Stranded

Ma Guojun was a little dumbfounded, adjusting his glasses, “Brother, it couldn’t really be you, could it?”

“What nonsense, what kind of talk is that!” Jiang Nian evaded the question, “What person, it has nothing to do with me. I want to see my lawyer!”

“Brother Nian, are you that fierce?” Li Hua gave him a thumbs up.

“If you’re not in the NBA, I won’t watch it, bro.” Ma Guojun also gave a thumbs up, “Go easy when you play, I’m afraid you’ll elbow LeBron to death.”

Yao Beibei passed by and also chimed in with her comments.

“Hey, wait a minute, fighting is one thing. But what’s with taking off someone’s shoes and throwing them in the toilet? Just thinking about them going home with only one shoe makes me laugh.”

Zhang Ningzhi also nodded, speaking with a worried expression.

“It’s better not to fight, fighting can easily lead to injuries.”

Jiang Nian looked at the dozen or so pairs of eyes surrounding him and showed a polite smile. He would absolutely never admit to such a dark past.

“No, it really wasn’t me. (Serious face)”

The group immediately burst into laughter, attracting the attention of others in the class, who cast curious glances. The class monitor, Li Qingrong, sitting in the first row, frowned slightly.

Ring, ring, ring! The bell for the third period rang, and everyone dispersed.

Jiang Nian nonchalantly pulled out his biology book from his desk, breathing a sigh of relief. He secretly thought, ‘That was close, I almost got stuck with the nickname “Shoe-Throwing Brother” for my entire senior year.’

Actually, it wasn’t entirely his fault. In the environment of No. 2 Middle School, the strong adapt, and the weak die stiffly. He wanted to be a good person, but he wasn’t given the chance.

There was a small group of junior high students who were like idiots, acting tough and just loving to bully people to establish their authority. It had little to do with playing basketball; there was already a conflict, so a fight naturally broke out.

Three or four people, getting carried away in a fight is quite normal, right? Throwing shoes was considered light; not stuffing them back into their mothers’ wombs was him being merciful.

They were all a bunch of idiots; of course, he himself was also an idiot for fighting with people for no reason. Three stages of fighting Qi, invincible! But once his pocket money was deducted, he’d behave.

The past is unbearable to recall, let it be committed to social death.

Block it, heavily block it.

The biology teacher was a young woman in her mid-twenties, with a small microphone amplifying her sweet voice. Her name was also quite sweet.

Zhong Qing.

Hoo-la-la, a few minutes into class, seven or eight boys stood at the back of the classroom, listening.

Including Li Hua, he went too.

Alright, alright, alright, the physics teacher is a middle-aged man, and you’d rather be bored to death than stand at the back. But for the third period, you’re energetic, running to the back to wander around, trying to get the biology teacher’s attention, right?

The seat next to Jiang Nian suddenly became empty, and Ma Guojun smoothly moved into it.

Facing the gossipy Ma Guojun, Jiang Nian was as sparing with his words as gold.

“Lymphokines are proteins, transported by exocytosis.” Zhong Qing’s voice echoed in the classroom, and the rain that had fallen all day finally stopped outside the window.

After school in the afternoon, the class slowly thinned out, and the school broadcast was playing Jay Chou’s “Stranded.”

“The long-unclear sky still holds your smile, tears that can’t hide the guilt, the kite stranded on a cloudy day, longing still waiting for rescue.”

Jiang Nian quite liked listening to songs on the school broadcast, because on weekdays at school, he was always reading or doing problems. If he heard a song that resonated with him, it felt like he’d gotten a good deal.

At home, it was different. That was already playtime, so why use it to listen to music?

Couldn’t he listen while playing games? But when he got too intense in a game, squatting on his chair and cursing at people, the music would become somewhat blurred.

Zhang Ningzhi seemed much better in the afternoon. She went to the cafeteria with Yao Beibei to eat by herself. It seemed she didn’t want to trouble Jiang Nian, so she left after school.

Jiang Nian slept at his desk for about half an hour before going to eat. When he returned, there was a box of fruit-flavored milk on his desk.

He paused slightly, looking at Zhang Ningzhi, who was hunched over her front desk, working on problems. In the exam hall, what he had given Zhang Ningzhi was fruit-flavored milk, it was too easy to recognize.

It didn’t even need a little note or a smiley face; it was instantly recognizable.

Jiang Nian sat down, slowly opened the straw, and inserted it. Ma Guojun just entered the classroom, originally intending to go straight to his seat, but suddenly caught sight of Jiang Nian inserting the straw.

A godsend ingredient, wild milk.

“Hey, give me a sip of that milk!”

Unfortunately, he was a step too late; Jiang Nian had already bitten the straw.

“What?”

Ma Guojun looked regretful, waving his hand, “Never mind, never mind.”

Milk is completely different from iced tea, Sprite, or Coke. Before it touches the mouth, it’s a top-grade nutrient. After it touches the mouth, it’s the lowest-grade Ganges water.

Ma Guojun tossed him a small bag of White Rabbit milk candy and asked casually.

“When did you buy the milk?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi’s heart in the front seat almost jumped into her throat. Her heart rate slightly increased, her face felt hot, and the hand gripping her gel pen was tighter than usual.

After all, although not everyone in the class was present, most of them had arrived. Giving milk for no reason could easily arouse suspicion, and saying it out loud would be too embarrassing.

“Didn’t buy it, acquired it from the wild.”

“Damn it, call me next time you go hunting in the wild.” Ma Guojun returned to his seat.

Jiang Nian’s single sentence instantly sent Zhang Ningzhi’s heart, which had been like a roller coaster reaching its peak, plummeting back into the valley.

What ‘acquired from the wild’? The milk was clearly from me!

Her mindset was quite strange; one moment she was hoping Jiang Nian wouldn’t tell the truth. But when she actually heard him not tell the truth, it was a different matter entirely.

Ring, ring, ring! The twenty-minute evening reading session began. Zhang Ningzhi took the opportunity to stand up, turning to glare fiercely at Jiang Nian, who smirked.

Evening self-study was great, Jiang Nian wanted to die by the second period.

He wanted to play a game to relax.

Jiang Nian threw his pen onto the thick math review material, leaning back against the desk in the back row. Looking at the dense mathematical symbols, he couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

The classroom was brightly lit and silent, with only the sounds of turning pages and writing homework.

His current grades were neither good nor bad, placing him in the middle of the class. There was little room for improvement, and similarly, not much room for decline.

Only one-seventh of the senior year had passed, and the college entrance exam would be more difficult. He estimated that by next summer, a first-tier university would be guaranteed, a key university would depend on luck, and getting into a 211 would be a bonus.

As he was fantasizing, he turned his head and his gaze met that of the class monitor, Li Qingrong.

Eye contact is an Advanced form of communication, and Jiang Nian did not want to communicate with the class monitor. So he proactively muted himself, shifting his gaze, but instinctively searched a second time.

He unconsciously looked again, ‘Huh? Why is she still looking at me?’

Damn it, not doing homework during self-study is a capital offense, right?

After two seconds, Li Qingrong averted her gaze.

Oh, oh, she must have been looking out the window. Jiang Nian was relieved. Anyone else would be fine, but the female class monitor’s gaze really had a sense of oppression, like a carbon copy of Violet Evergarden.

Jiang Nian even noticed that some girls would blush when they saw Li Qingrong. What the hell, what kind of lesbian class is this!