Chapter 206 is that awesome? Let’s send out a red envelope to celebrate!

Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment, only coming back to his senses after hearing everything.

“Ah, it’s not open?”

He didn’t know why the Class Monitor wanted access permissions, but loyalty was all that mattered. He pulled out his phone with one hand and directly opened the permissions in front of her.

“It’s done.”

Li Qingrong glanced at it and nodded.

“Mm.”

After speaking, she suddenly paused and pointed at Jiang Nian.

“Can you access mine?”

Jiang Nian blinked. He really hadn’t accessed the Class Monitor’s QQ Zone before. Mainly, TikTok was too addictive, so he didn’t pay much attention to friends’ spaces.

What was there to see? Her message board?

He cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment.

“Uh, let me see. I’m usually busy studying.”

To be fair, besides Zhou Yuting’s space, Jiang Nian treated everyone else’s spaces equally, not visiting any of them.

But from this moment, things could change.

Jiang Nian clicked to access Li Qingrong’s space. No permissions were needed. Before he could react, he smoothly entered.

After entering, he found it was a pure white board, without any decoration.

“Class Monitor, there’s nothing in your space?”

Li Qingrong looked at him and nodded.

“Mm-hmm.”

Jiang Nian: “…”

Then what was the difference between entering or not? Was it just to leave a trace?

He carefully looked at the Class Monitor’s face, his gaze sweeping over her full, rosy lips. He thought to himself that he was truly confused; the Class Monitor had her own reasons for doing things.

Loyalty was all that mattered.

The second half of the parent-teacher conference began.

The Class Monitor was busy with her hosting duties; even a Holy Emperor must hold court. She would discuss matters related to class life and report to the parents.

Taking advantage of this lull, Jiang Nian slipped outside to chat with people.

The weather was clear, and the sun was just right.

Zhang Ningzhi and Huang Fang from her group huddled together, chatting softly.

Zeng You sat on a chair in the hallway reading a novel, and Wu Jun Gu was also looking down at his phone. Li Hua had gone to play basketball and hadn’t returned yet.

Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe were together. The internet cafe plan they had made that day would probably be hard to realize. But she couldn’t be blamed; the school’s parent-teacher conference had changed its time.

Jiang Nian had no choice but to go chat with Liu Yang, truly fallen on hard times.

Gurgle, gurgle.

Each of them had a cup of tea, and Jiang Nian held a teapot. The tea leaves were given by Old Liu, and there wasn’t much water left at the bottom, so they simply shared and finished it.

Liu Yang took a sip of tea, looking at the warm sunlight and sighing.

“The years are peaceful and good.”

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and replied.

“To Class Four.”

Liu Yang chuckled. Class Four had almost become a small inside joke. But Class Four had indeed taken a lot of bullets, truly bearing the burden for Class Three.

“To Class Four.”

Two disposable cups clinked, and the tea sloshed.

About half an hour later, the basketball group returned.

Li Hua walked in front, talking to Lin Dong, followed by Sun Zhicheng, who was holding a basketball with a cool expression. He seemed to be contemplating some Move, his shoulders twitching.

Lin Dong saw Jiang Nian and the sports committee member Liu Yang from a distance and burst out laughing, asking.

“Why didn’t you guys come play basketball?”

“Parent-teacher conference,” Jiang Nian said, exasperated.

Li Hua felt a bit guilty. Deserting in battle would normally warrant a court-martial, so he came up with a plan.

“Indeed, our group worked hard. I’ll treat them to milk tea this afternoon.”

Jiang Nian averted his gaze. Since Li Hua was so sensible, there was no need to say more.

But then he heard Lin Dong say.

“A-Cheng was really awesome playing basketball just now. He blocked a middle-aged uncle three times in a row.”

Hearing this, several people looked at Sun Zhicheng.

Liu Yang said, “Well done, Cheng. You truly are one of us from Class Three.”

The instigators of fun had no morals; they just loved to stir things up.

“I always speak the truth. I think that last hook shot had the style of White Chocolate,” Li Hua was even more shameless, directly praising him, “White Chocolate of Zhennan.”

Zhang Ningzhi and Huang Fang only looked out of curiosity, then continued chatting. Chen Yunyun’s expression, however, changed, looking a bit strange.

She thought to herself, her eccentric father, who said he would stroll downstairs. Why did he run off to play basketball with people?

Jiang Nian gave a thumbs up, praising him.

“Awesome, Little James.”

“Of course, my brother Cheng is invincible!” Lin Dong praised him lavishly, and even specifically sought interaction with Chen Yunyun, “Chen Yunyun, do you think there’s any truth to that?”

Chen Yunyun: “Um, well, actually…”

“Did you hear that, A-Cheng? This is everyone’s shared opinion!” Lin Dong shouted loudly and passionately, “So, let’s create a group chat and send a red packet to celebrate!”

Sun Zhicheng: “Huh?”

In the temporary five-person group 【Sun-Liu-Jiang-Li-Lin】, a red packet popped up.

The four clicked on it, their faces instantly beaming with joy.

Liu Yang blurted out, “Holy crap, over twenty! I kneel before you!”

“I’m wet, I haven’t seen such a big red packet in a long time,” Li Hua said.

“You guys underestimate A-Cheng too much. What’s this little red packet to him?” Lin Dong perfectly demonstrated what a bad influence a friend could be, but he wasn’t wrong either.

A mere hundred yuan was nothing to Sun Zhicheng.

Jiang Nian also grinned. Free stuff was always good. “Awesome! Seeing a rich second-generation during the day. It’s worth dying for!”

Sun Zhicheng initially felt awkward, but eventually got lost in the praises of the three. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he gradually became confident.

Huang Fang watched from afar and turned to Zhang Ningzhi.

“Zhizhi, boys are all pretty shameless.”

Zhang Ningzhi blinked and nodded.

“Mm-hmm.”

After a while of playing around, the parent-teacher conference was nearing its end.

After it ended, it was Jiang Nian and the others’ turn to work. First, clean up the classroom, then they could all go home, remembering to come to class at 2 PM.

One could only say, it was truly a birth.

This half-day holiday felt like a trial version; it was over before they could really experience it.

Sun Zhicheng received the last red packet, which only contained five yuan. But it didn’t matter; he was no longer the person he once was. The timid Sun Zhicheng was dead.

Now, he had already transcended himself.

He looked towards the classroom door, where Chen Yunyun was talking to a young woman. He hesitated whether to go up and say hello, and under what pretext?

Wait, where was his own father?

According to the plan, his father would go over and make small talk. Then the two families would naturally get to know each other, even if it was just to leave an impression, it would be good.

Wasn’t that the purpose of the parent-teacher conference?

Sun Zhicheng turned to look for his father, only to find Sun Jianguo chatting happily with Jiang Nian. He couldn’t help but be stunned. Dragons coiled and tigers crouched by the other shore flowers, when would he have a home?

No, your son is right here!

Damn.

Sun Jianguo had just happened to come out from the back of the classroom. Out of respect for the Fishing King, he subconsciously stopped and exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Nian.

He still had to go night fishing in the evening, so he had to go back and get some sleep this afternoon.

Oh, right, where was his good son?

Just then, a middle-aged man walked against the flow of traffic from the stairwell. He Transmigrated through the bustling crowd and reunited with Chen Yunyun under Sun Zhicheng’s astonished gaze.

Chen Yunyun was a little helpless and called out.

“Dad, where did you go just now?”

Sun Zhicheng pursed his lips and looked up at the high ceiling.

Dad, which means father, um, said. If he wasn’t mistaken, the middle-aged man he had blocked three times just now was Chen Yunyun’s father.

Great, just great.

In that instant, Sun Zhicheng felt warm all over.

Lin Dong noticed Sun Zhicheng’s abnormality not far away and couldn’t help but ask.

“What’s wrong with him?”

Li Hua instinctively said, “Just let him play Genshin Impact for a bit.”

Jiang Nian had just rolled up his sleeves, ready to go into the classroom to clean, and hearing this, he couldn’t help but say.

“He’s been assigned to a specialist.”

Zeng You finished emptying the trash and immediately returned to the dorm.

Lying on the bed, he finally felt comfortable.

Unfortunately, he checked the time and only two and a half hours were left. It was all because of this stupid parent-teacher conference, which had completely occupied his short holiday.

He pulled out his phone. He was a bit sleepy now, but if he slept, he wouldn’t have time to play on his phone. For a moment, he hesitated whether to read a novel or sleep.

Suddenly, his roommate came in from outside, making a ruckus and interrupting his thoughts. Now he could only read a novel.

But after only two pages, Zeng You started to feel anxious again. Having to go to class again in the afternoon, what a painful thing that was.

Closing his eyes, he suddenly thought of a brilliant plan.

Zeng You composed a leave request. Taking advantage of the parent-teacher conference, he would ask the homeroom teacher for leave. The reason, of course, was illness blah blah. He steeled his heart and requested a full day off on Sunday.

After a long wait, his phone buzzed.

Old Liu replied with only two words.

“Okay.”

In that instant, Zeng You felt his whole being improve. As if he had been filled with a breath of childhood wind, his body felt light.

One leave slip extended his holiday until late tonight, and all his anxiety vanished.

He lay comfortably on his bed, wrapped himself in his quilt, and began to read his novel.

At the school gate.

Li Qingrong stood by the roadside, waiting for her car, her figure standing in the sunlight, cool and slender.

“Class Monitor, what a coincidence.”

A familiar voice sounded behind her, causing her to turn around.

“Mm, what a coincidence.”

“Ha.” Jiang Nian still held half a braised meat roll in his hand and eagerly came forward to greet her, “Class Monitor, are you waiting for someone? Want a braised meat roll?”

“I…” Li Qingrong hesitated for a moment.

Then, a bag of braised meat rolls appeared in her hand. That stuff was just braised meat and cucumber strips wrapped in a pancake, along with some other small dishes, suitable for all ages.

“Thank you,” she said solemnly.

“No need, it’s just a small matter.” Jiang Nian didn’t miss any opportunity. He turned his head, “Class Monitor, the person you’re waiting for hasn’t arrived yet? Oh, right, want some milk tea?”

Three minutes later, Li Qingrong had a cup of milk tea in her hand.

“Thank…” She was running out of words.

She didn’t speak much to begin with, and her local vocabulary was almost completely used up by a certain person.

“You’re welcome, Class Monitor.”

Suddenly, a red Mercedes-Benz stopped by the roadside.

The window rolled down, revealing the face of a particularly young woman wearing sunglasses.

A smile appeared on her face. Her gaze swept over Jiang Nian, then looked at Li Qingrong.

She had seen such situations many times and had already pieced together the whole story in her mind.

High school boys were just innocent, either chasing this one or that one.

“Get in, let’s go home.”