Chapter 62 Parachute Lesson, the kind where you jump through the window.
by SunflowerDuring the class meeting, the homeroom teacher, Old Liu, poured out a torrent of inspirational advice from the stage.
Below the podium, Li Hua secretly curled his lip in a Nike swoosh, a look of disdain on his face.
He secretly turned his head to look at Jiang Nian, his deskmate, who was sitting in the middle like a sandwich, and whispered,
“This is a lie! Those who go to college and claim to be single, one relationship and they’re standing at attention.”
Jiang Nian was bored; October was still hot and dry.
He adjusted his crotch under the desk; this damn weather, his underwear was practically a thong.
The afternoon was particularly stuffy, and the old fan whirred loudly but turned slowly.
He had no choice but to pull out a Biology II textbook from his desk and replace the Chemistry Compulsory III he was sitting on. As for why it was Chemistry Compulsory III, it was because of organic chemistry.
“Hey, Jiang Nian, do you believe me or Old Liu?” Li Hua felt confident again, seemingly very interested in topics like romance, his desire to share exploding.
He either found a newly made-up story on Zhihu or gleaned valuable experience from listening to a few virgins in a lewd group chat discussing their romantic exploits.
“So many people believe you, you don’t need me too,” Jiang Nian murmured, not interested in vying for the position of romance spokesperson, “Hua, it’s so damn hot.”
“Hmm? What’s hot?” Li Hua raised an eyebrow.
Some people have complex minds and dirty thoughts; even a slight mention of a household registration check or time flying by can make them think crookedly.
Jiang Nian currently had no energy to joke around, so he chuckled and lowered his head to look at the problem.
“Differentiate.”
He was terribly sleepy. The homeroom teacher on stage was talking non-stop, and he had been doing practice problems at noon. His eyelids felt heavy, and just then, a natural breeze blew in from the window.
And so,
He regained consciousness about ten minutes later. Jiang Nian’s head was drooping, and the back of his head felt a bit swollen. His gaze slowly refocused, and he looked down at his textbook.
“Differentiate” was half-written, with only a curved character for “Differentiate.”
On stage, Old Liu was giving his final remarks.
Words similar to ‘effort changes destiny’ and’society is cruel, rules are many, and to become an outstanding person, you must study hard and be one step ahead of others.’
Jiang Nian was equally confused about the future, knowing almost nothing about what was happening outside the school.
Peering at the sky from a corner of the ivory tower, all he saw was the blazing sun.
Alas, such confusion.
Ding!
Holy crap, I forgot to turn off the cheat! My bad, this really ruins the atmosphere.
Sorry, Old Liu.
You have your sweat, I have my Deep Blue.
A panel popped up: “At thirty-eight, you return to Guangzhou, the city where you once lived with Zhang Ningzhi. In a trance, memories pull you back ten years, to a hot summer’s day.
Task: Complete an enjoyable date with Zhang Ningzhi. Reward: Fishing Mastery (Skill).”
Jiang Nian’s hand was originally resting on the table, lazily rubbing the back of his neck. He was already accustomed to tasks and had guessed it would be a dating task.
“Ehh~! Bro, why are you like this~ trash trash~ System, is it 30,000 yuan again? You little slutty System, can’t you drop anything else? You’re really no good, you idiot!”
Jiang Nian glanced at it, and the moment he saw the reward, he immediately sat up straight.
He rubbed his eyes, “Fishing?”
Holy cow, that’s so strong! Isn’t this better than 30,000 yuan?
Honestly, it’s not just middle-aged men who like this stuff; he’s liked it since he was a kid. He might not bow for 30,000 yuan, but for Fishing Mastery, he’d really call it ‘baby.’
The ultimate pursuit of a King of Men is fishing; even becoming an Emperor, one must turn their back on all beings, sit in an imperial coffin, and fish for eternity.
Jiang Nian’s mouth was already upturned even before he received the reward.
He turned to look at Li Hua next to him, his grin widening even further, already fantasizing about a satisfying story.
Fishing rod arrives tomorrow, bamboo pole will do for now.
Oh my, oh my.
The shocked tool, Li Hua, was still interlocking his fingers on the table, looking at the homeroom teacher on stage with a sneer, muttering and sneering at every word Old Liu said.
The mature brother, he’s being mature again.
At this moment, he had not yet realized that that ordinary afternoon would be the beginning of his lifelong role as a ‘warped mouth’ for the King of Men; from then on, his Moments would only contain one sentence:
“Bro~, where did you fish? Bro~, cigarette, Huazi, Bro~! Can I have a spot? Bro~, tell me, Bro~! (Running) Bro~! I won’t tell anyone~ Bro~! (Running back and forth)”
The first class meeting of the afternoon ended, and the whole class began to change seats.
The specific operation was relatively simple: seats moved forward, and the last row swapped with the first. For those who couldn’t see the blackboard due to the angle, in-group seat changes were to be coordinated independently.
The classroom was suddenly filled with the sound of table legs scraping against the floor tiles, and Jiang Nian also got up to move his desk forward.
As he moved his desk, he also glanced at Zhang Ningzhi.
She didn’t seem to have any intention of changing seats; she carefully moved her desk forward, not daring to look back.
Changing seats or not was fine, as they were all in the same group.
At the beginning of the semester, Jiang Nian and Zhang Ningzhi had just moved up a grade, and their seats were in the back of the third group.
Two weeks later, moving further forward would put them in the first or second row.
Just as Jiang Nian was about to sit down, he suddenly heard Huang Fang on his left speak up.
“Zhizhi, can you switch seats with me? This seat is against the wall, it’s not very convenient to get out.”
Zhang Ningzhi seemed flustered and stammered clumsily,
“Oh, oh, okay.”
Li Hua looked bewilderedly at Huang Fang.
“If you need to go out conveniently, wouldn’t switching with me be enough? Speaking of which, I actually quite like being against the wall, I just haven’t had the nerve to tell you.”
Huang Fang rolled her eyes at him, “Zhizhi is in the first row, she can’t see the blackboard clearly.”
“Oh, oh, my bad, my bad.” Li Hua scratched his head, a bit embarrassed, and opened his mouth as if to say something else.
Huang Fang was afraid he would proactively suggest that Zhang Ningzhi switch front and back with him. Although switching with herself would make no difference, sitting next to them as a third wheel would still be quite awkward.
She simply spoke first, interrupting his’spell-casting,’ saying,
“What are you doing? Zhizhi and I have already agreed. Group leader, if you want to take care of a group member, switch with Zeng You; his seat makes the blackboard look like it has a flashbang effect.”
Li Hua had good science grades and was the leader of the sixth group.
Before he could answer, Zeng You, the ‘King of Games,’ protested. He loved the seats against the wall; they offered strong concealment for playing games and reading novels, and sleeping wasn’t conspicuous either.
“I’m not switching!”
Li Hua was stumped and could only grab the iced black tea from Jiang Nian’s desk and take an imaginary sip to calm himself down.
Jiang Nian: “???”
With a rustle, Huang Fang and Zhang Ningzhi didn’t switch desks but directly moved their books.
They exchanged positions, so in the second class, Zhang Ningzhi sat by the window in the second row of the third group, with Jiang Nian on her right, and Li Hua on his far right.
Jiang Nian casually asked, “What class is it?”
He had always asked Huang Fang this way, out of habit.
Even if Huang Fang were to say’skydiving’ one day, he would still walk out the window and go downstairs. The level of trust among group members was full, warm and thoughtful.
Suddenly, a weak voice came.
“Biology.”
Jiang Nian realized his neighbor had changed to Zhang Ningzhi, and he ‘oh-oh’ed, suddenly feeling a bit strange. It wasn’t until a metallic taste spread from the tip of his tongue that he realized he was a little nervous.
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