Chapter 130 The Priests’ Temple Warfare: Bows and Arrows – Whose Past?

Li Hua tapped his test paper at his seat.

“To be honest, the quality of the weekly test paper is concerning; I suspect it’s recycled toilet paper.”

After saying that, he abstractly leaned in for a sniff, a legendary lungful, and then heaved.

Such a scoundrel, he got full marks on the science comprehensive multiple-choice questions. Then he was so happy he reverted to an earlier form, like a monkey, starting to do all sorts of strange things.

Jiang Nian glanced at him. “It’s good enough that you weren’t asked to pay for the copies, and here you are picking flaws.”

Ma Guojun Ma Guojun, in the next group, heard Li Hua’s comment and burst out laughing.

He leaned his body towards the aisle, pushing his black-rimmed glasses up with his middle finger.

“What? Are you going to use the test paper to masturbate?”

Li Hua squirmed, “Masturbate what?”

“No, I’ll do it for you.” Ma Guojun smirked lewdly. “I happen to have some sandpaper left over; I’ll grind it into needles for you.”

Olympiad Class 3 is beyond saving, Jiang Nian concluded.

Although everyone here had good grades, some were even exceptionally outstanding. But with too many talented people, did they become even more abnormal because their grades were too good?

Then this class was indeed the right place for him.

Jiang Nian saw that Zhang Ningzhi was a bit down and wanted to comfort her. But after glancing at his own science comprehensive test paper, he was silent for a moment and then gave up.

You can’t spoil top students; they need to experience some hardships.

Missing only two multiple-choice questions is called a setback? That guy’s coffin lid is already cemented shut. Fortunately, there were ordinary people like Zeng You in this class, which gave him some comfort.

Jiang Nian initially used a red pen to correct his test paper, but after realizing he missed three physics multiple-choice questions, it completely broke him. He silently switched to a black pen to correct it.

With ten minutes left until the evening self-study ended, Li Hua’s backpack was already packed. He placed a draft notebook on his desk, seemingly doing problems but actually tearing paper for fun.

He was chatting about games with Ma Guojun across the aisle when he turned around and saw Jiang Nian still correcting his paper.

“How many did you get wrong? Still not done correcting?”

Jiang Nian glanced at him and sighed.

“Sigh, you’ve indeed reached that age, starting to think your dad is useless.”

Li Hua was particularly cautious in this father-son confrontation. After all, he rarely got the better of Jiang Nian, so being at a disadvantage, he chose to flip him the middle finger.

Get lost!

Zhang Ningzhi heard them talking and leaned over to glance at Jiang Nian’s test paper. Seeing not many red pen marks, she couldn’t help but ask in confusion.

“Not many mistakes.”

“Oh, that? I corrected it with a black pen.”

Burying one’s head in the sand, eh!

This action completely stumped Zhang Ningzhi. The young girl uttered a couple of “Ahs” before stammering out.

“It’s already… very good.”

Hmm? Why did that sound so much like another phrase: 【Even if it’s small, it’s still cute】. But that phrase was copyrighted by Korea, so there’s really no way to criticize it.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling, as soon as evening self-study ended.

The teaching building erupted in a clamor, and several girls in the classroom called out to their friends and rushed out.

If they were late, they wouldn’t get hot water, nor would they get a shower spot. Even washing clothes would be delayed until very late, with the last person washing clothes collapsing from exhaustion past eleven.

Pack up early, go to bed early, and if there’s still time, buy a snack from the small shop.

Some people were already agonizing over whether to buy a chicken leg or instant noodles.

“Hey, why are you running!” Chai Muying chased Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe from behind, a bit helpless. “Wait for me, you two.”

Lin Dong caught Yang Qiming who was running out.

“Brother Yang, going back to the dorm?”

“No, I need to go find my… ” Yang Qiming looked dejected, sighing. “She’s still angry. She updated her QQ signature during evening self-study saying she’s hungry.”

“What are you planning to buy her?” Lin Dong asked subconsciously.

“I don’t know, how about wontons from the cafeteria?” Yang Qiming hesitated. “Actually, I’d rather buy fried chicken legs, or a six-yuan plate of stir-fried rice noodles.”

“Fried fish cakes are good too, or vegetable rolls.”

Lin Dong swallowed, “Damn, you made me hungry.”

“Haha, then you go buy some, I’m leaving first.” Yang Qiming walked forward, looking back. “I might be back at the dorm a bit late. If anyone checks the dorm…”

The rest of his words were unclear, drowned out by the crowd.

Lin Dong knew he was asking him to help cover for him with the dorm supervisor. Actually, it wasn’t much; coming back to the dorm late, the worst-case scenario was just getting his name noted.

And then what, kill me?

They were seasoned third-year high school students; as long as they weren’t expelled, anything was negotiable.

As he went down the stairs, he pondered what to buy from the cafeteria, muttering.

“A bucket of instant noodles or two chicken legs? Forget it, I’ll just buy a roll; I might have wontons when I get back to the dorm.”

On the dimly lit long street, there were noticeably fewer students, scattered sparsely.

“The school insists on an extra evening self-study session, it’s ridiculous.” Xu Qianqian looked at the dim street and gasped, “It’s so eerie at night.”

At half past nine in the county town, there weren’t many cars on the street.

By half past ten, almost only the streetlights remained, with only a few small shops along the street still open. One or two incandescent bulbs illuminated a space of a few meters.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be eerie for another seven months.” Jiang Nian walked leisurely behind her.

Both of them held a small portion of braised duck parts. Recently, a few tricycles had appeared near the school entrance.

Braised duck parts, Oden, Fuding meat slices—all kinds of snacks were available.

The small county town didn’t have much of a late-night snack culture, and people went to bed relatively early. The vendors from the south of the city, having learned that third-year high school students had delayed evening self-study, specifically came here to sell.

“So scary!” Xu Qianqian exclaimed.

“Huh? Don’t I go home with you every day? What’s scary about it?” Jiang Nian, wearing disposable gloves, broke the joint of a braised duck wing with one hand.

Xu Qianqian stopped, stood under the streetlight, and seriously looked at Jiang Nian. The light from above fell, and her black ponytail was soft and fluffy. Her eyes were clear as she said.

“It’s precisely because of that that it’s scary, otherwise… what do you think I’m talking about?”

Jiang Nian had passed the age of liking to chase and play with Xu Qianqian; every time he tried to touch her on some pretext, he’d get a beating, so he was no longer interested.

Ha, do I really want to touch her?

“Have you heard of the Zhennan Dismemberment Case?”

Under the streetlight, the smile on Xu Qianqian’s face visibly froze.

Her entire body’s hair stood on end, and she blinked. She watched Jiang Nian slowly pass by her, unhurriedly eating the duck wing, huffing and puffing from the spiciness.

A night breeze blew, and Xu Qianqian’s heart constricted slightly.

Gulp.

She glanced at the dark street and quickly hurried to catch up with Jiang Nian.

“You’re lying, right?”

“Yeah, just talking nonsense.” Jiang Nian nodded, carefully picking at the duck wing. “Yesterday I felt there was a spot on the road that smelled strange, a bit stinky.”

Xu Qianqian couldn’t hold back, gritting her teeth and giving him a light punch.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

“Yeah, talking nonsense.” Jiang Nian was like a robot.

“Ah!!! I’m going to tell Auntie Li, boo hoo hoo, that you scared me on the way home!” Xu Qianqian pulled out her ultimate move, telling on him to a parent, and it had a 100% success rate.

“Hey, hey, just kidding.” He surrendered.

“I’m going to tell Auntie Li that you wanted to dismember me.” Xu Qianqian forcibly turned a very scary sentence into something slightly ambiguous and R-rated.

What’s going on?

Sleep with you?

Hmm.

Xu Qianqian accused him, wildly exaggerating the facts. As she spoke, she suddenly noticed Jiang Nian’s expression was off, and he suddenly became bashful.

“Jiang Nian, you really are a pervert!”

“So what, haven’t you heard?” Jiang Nian put one hand on Xu Qianqian’s head. “One mountain cannot hold two tigers; one street cannot simultaneously have two perverts.”

“Then if we walk together, aren’t you safe?”

Xu Qianqian: “Are you proud of that now?”

“Yes.”

“Ah!!! Your hand, you touched my hair after eating duck wings!” Xu Qianqian suddenly jumped away, screaming, “Are you trying to die, Jiang Nian!”

She frantically touched the top of her head, gritting her teeth.

“If you got it on my hair, you’re finished!”

“Don’t spread rumors, you low-class woman.” Jiang Nian stepped forward, extending his hand. “I only need one hand to eat duck wings. Who’s like you? Look, it’s clean.”

“Look at your head, you really are a…” Xu Qianqian looked up and realized they were extremely close.

Jiang Nian was a head taller than her, his body blocking the light from the streetlamp. The edge of his head was outlined with a circle of light, and his palm was raised and offered to her, without any grease.

His hand was rather large, his palm throbbing with the color of abundant Life Qi, as if he was about to reach out and hook her neck the next second.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, and by some strange coincidence, neither looked away.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Xu Qianqian’s eyes widened, and an indescribable tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body. Her heart quickened its pace, and within two seconds, her face turned completely red.

“Why are you blushing?” Jiang Nian chuckled.

“Get lost! I… isn’t it okay if my complexion is good?” Xu Qianqian really wanted to plug his broken mouth and stuff it with trash.

Such a good person, but what a waste of a mouth.

Jiang Nian wasn’t doing much better either; during their eye contact just now, looking at Xu Qianqian’s smooth, lustrous pink lips, he almost couldn’t resist wanting to steal a kiss.

However, saying that out loud would have a lower chance of success than a Korean man escaping his small stature.

Back home.

Jiang Nian replayed the scene from earlier on the road while showering. It was a bit Heaven-Defying, but he was only operating on the principle of saving time.

He wondered what Xu Qianqian was thinking during those few seconds.

She must have thought he wanted to kiss her, right?

In the bathroom, Xu Qianqian stood in front of the mirror, letting down her hair. Under the soft orange light, she hesitated whether to wash her hair. When was the last time she washed it?

There were no songs she wanted to listen to while washing her hair. Would she look better with a bun?

Forget it, Jiang Nian that scoundrel would definitely be mischievous.

After thinking about it, Xu Qianqian tied her hair into a bun in front of the mirror. She took a photo with her phone and sent it to Song Xiyun, then began choosing songs for her hair wash.

As she slowly scrolled down, a song suddenly popped into view.

【Love In The BC】

Xu Qianqian’s eyes drooped slightly. She thought for a moment, added it to her playlist. After hesitating for a few seconds, she clicked on single-song repeat.

After doing everything, she began to check her shampoo and conditioner, and after choosing, she tested the water temperature with her hand. Music came from her phone: 【…Priest temple, battles, bows and arrows, whose past is it~】

Soon, hot water misted up, blurring the mirror.

She silently wondered, during those few seconds of eye contact, what was he thinking?