Chapter Index

    The next day.

    The two of them left their rooms at the same time, both startled.

    How strange.

    “Xu Qianqian, why are you getting up so late?” Jiang Nian said with a pained expression, “What exactly are you doing? If you can’t work from five in the morning to twelve at night, how will you get into Qingbei!”

    Hearing this, Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, leaning against the wall to change her shoes.

    “You’re already having a fit first thing in the morning.”

    The morning light filled the corridor, and the girl wore a pair of small white socks. When she bent down, her slender ankles were visible, with the edges of the socks clinging tightly to them.

    One could vaguely see the fine threads of the cotton socks and the white trim at the edge of the socks.

    Jiang Nian almost couldn’t hold back and cleared his throat.

    “Uh, how about I apologize and let me help you put on your shoes?”

    Xu Qianqian: “????”

    She reasonably suspected this person was a pervert, but seeing Jiang Nian’s eager expression, she felt a slight sense of triumph. Was he that impatient?

    Jiang Nian figured that in Xu Qianqian’s eyes, he was definitely a super pervert, so there was no need to pretend to be a gentleman.

    As for before, he could only say he had taken the wrong path. Sometimes, being honest with one’s heart could lead one further.

    “You’re a pervert, Jiang Nian.” Xu Qianqian said with a look of disgust, though she wasn’t really that disgusted, and even felt like laughing. Was this what a’small output man’ was like?

    He couldn’t handle just seeing socks first thing in the morning; he was quite ordinary.

    “Yes, you’re quite accurate in judging people.”

    “Don’t even think about it, bleh!” Xu Qianqian quickly put on her shoes, not giving him any chance. “I’m going to school. You take your time, you dead pervert.”

    Any time, any place.

    The two of them always left in the morning by chance; if they didn’t meet, they went their separate ways, but if they did, they walked together.

    However, unless there was a major exam, their moments of walking together were very few.

    The walk to school was uneventful; one tall, one short, with a head’s difference. They walked a certain distance apart, casually looking left and right as if on patrol.

    They had walked this school route for years, and wouldn’t go astray even with their eyes closed.

    Jiang Nian yawned, tears of sleepiness in the corners of his eyes.

    Soon after, Xu Qianqian also yawned. Then, realizing something, she glanced at the person next to her with disdain and complained.

    “It’s all your fault, now I’m sleepy too.”

    “What? Everything’s my fault?” Jiang Nian was speechless. “Oh~ you want to attract my attention, don’t you? Rounding up, it’s almost like you like me.”

    Xu Qianqian immediately shivered and moved two steps to the side.

    “Don’t talk anymore.”

    As soon as he entered the classroom, Jiang Nian habitually walked to the edge of his seat.

    He looked at the unfamiliar desk, a little confused for a moment. After a few seconds, he remembered that he had changed seats yesterday afternoon and slapped his head, walking to the back.

    Huang Fang stared at him with a puzzled expression and asked curiously.

    “Can’t you find your seat?”

    “Yeah, I forgot I changed seats yesterday.” Jiang Nian sat down, hung his backpack on the chair, and asked, “Fangfang, what time do you usually sleep? I always see you in the classroom.”

    “Around eleven-thirty, sometimes twelve.” Fangfang the Great said calmly, “Without a phone to play with, I can only sleep or study.”

    Too strong, studying before bed. Truly Fangfang the Great.

    After Jiang Nian sat down, he didn’t immediately start on his homework.

    He usually used this morning time to adjust his state, but everyone’s study habits are different, so it’s a matter of opinion.

    He opened his mobile shopping app to check the logistics.

    Jiang Nian had bought his mom a two-thousand-yuan bag and his dad a leather bag the day before yesterday. He had money left over in his card, so he just bought them casually.

    The System task panel hadn’t updated for a few days. Last week, it gave him a small skill, 【Precision】.

    To be honest, this skill sounded quite abnormal, but in reality, it was only at a super-player level. Similar to Morikawa Aoi from Japan, and it was the version after high-intensity practice.

    Precise ring toss, precise every time. But it couldn’t be considered a conceptual god; it was useless if the target was too far.

    It looked like a chicken rib, and it actually was a chicken rib.

    Although that was the case, Jiang Nian had developed new ways to play.

    English morning reading was drawing to a close.

    “Students, it’s time for the popular dictation segment again.” Qian Bao appeared full of Origin Qi. This person showed no resentment at all about working on Monday.

    Unreasonable, quite unreasonable.

    The class was filled with groans and cries of “Oh, what are you doing?”

    Clap, clap. Qian Bao clapped her hands and raised her voice, saying.

    “Same old rules, huh? Three students will come up to the blackboard for dictation. Come on, class monitor, turn on the multimedia. To ensure fairness, we’ll still draw names randomly, huh?”

    Tao Ran walked to the podium and turned on the multimedia.

    Qian Bao originally wanted to draw names herself, but after a moment of hesitation, she looked up and said.

    “Does anyone want to come up and draw?”

    At her words, the class instantly became restless.

    Drawing names!

    This was the power to draw names! What was the difference between this and being Louis XVI’s executioner?

    Just a click of the mouse on the stage could make everyone in the class anxious. And at the moment the lucky person’s name appeared, one could shout.

    English dictation, one seat in the VIP section!

    Just thinking about it was incredibly exhilarating.

    Faced with such an opportunity, who wouldn’t be tempted? Who could claim invincibility, who could declare themselves undefeated?

    “Teacher, me!” Li Hua was once again the eager vanguard.

    Crafty people are like this: if you go up to draw names, there’s a certain probability you can avoid yourself. Besides, Li Hua wouldn’t miss such a show-off opportunity.

    “Me too!” Jiang Nian also stood up, raising his hand very high.

    “Nian, you…” Li Hua turned around, his face full of disbelief. “Don’t fight with your brother, okay? If I get the chance, I’ll fully support your candidacy next time.”

    Gradually, seven or eight people raised their hands. Jiang Nian clearly knew that everyone’s path was unique, and he had forgotten what came before and after. In short, he had to attract Qian Bao’s attention, otherwise, everything would be over.

    When two clams fight, the fisherman profits; if he loses, he’ll cry himself to death.

    There was no formal process for this; it purely depended on Qian Bao’s mood. In other words, it depended on who was better at flattering and winning Qian Bao’s favor.

    “Are you worthy?”

    “Are you worthy?”

    Jiang Nian and Li Hua, no one knew who started it, then fell into an endless loop of repetition and dispute. For a chance to draw names, father and son turned against each other.

    Damn, sooner or later, I’ll find an excuse to depose this dog prince.

    Qian Bao was stunned, watching the two of them repeat themselves endlessly. Her eyes could no longer see anyone else. Indeed, abstract people enjoy the world first.

    “How can one class have two such…”

    She wanted to say Dragon and Phoenix, but subconsciously felt that Li Hua’s English score probably didn’t meet the threshold for Phoenix.

    “Talents, ah, you two stop arguing.” Qian Bao, as a teacher, naturally prioritized maintaining classroom order. “How about this, you two play rock-paper-scissors to decide the winner.”

    Half the class’s eyes were focused on the two of them. Zhang Ningzhi felt a bit embarrassed. She covered her face with her hand, burying her head deep into the towering stack of books.

    What were they doing?

    Ma Guojun, ever the troublemaker, clapped loudly, enjoying the spectacle.

    “Cool, just fight it out.”

    Li Hua sighed faintly, feigning seriousness.

    “My brother and I, why has it come to this!”

    “Chishi, hurry up and lose, don’t drag it out.” Jiang Nian was merciless.

    They played rock-paper-scissors, and Li Hua lost.

    “Impossible!!” He said, full of disbelief, and then whined, “Best two out of three!”

    Lose, lose, lose.

    Li Hua was completely like Chen Rui eating peppercorns—he lost so badly he was numb. Losing all three rounds, what kind of terrible luck was it to lose three out of three? He suspected Jiang Nian was cheating.

    “Then Jiang Nian, come up and draw names.” Qian Bao didn’t hesitate and immediately appointed him.

    “Alright.”

    Jiang Nian walked to the podium, gripped the mouse, and started clicking the lottery button. One click starts the drawing, another click instantly stops it and selects a person.

    He clicked twice, and a name appeared on the podium.

    “Li Hua.”

    “What the hell?” Li Hua was shocked. He was being used and then discarded.

    Seeing this, Ma Guojun laughed, pointing a fat finger at him, full of mirth.

    “Haha, stupid Li Hua.”

    Click, click, the second name drawn was Ma Guojun.

    Ma Guojun’s smile vanished. He adjusted his glasses with a finger. First, he carefully looked at the name on the screen, then cursed under his breath.

    “Watching dogs is just for fun; a true dog is Jiang Nian.”

    Click, click, the third name appeared.

    “Yao Beibei.”

    “Huh?” Huang Beibei looked bewildered.

    The three of them exchanged glances, thinking they had seen a ghost.

    Qian Bao also found it strange, but she went to the podium and tried it twice herself. She found that the software wasn’t broken, so she didn’t think much of it and told the three of them to go up for dictation.

    Because of cheating during the dictation on stage, Li Hua stood for an entire English class.

    Jiang Nian comfortably enjoyed his two-person world with Zhang Ningzhi, occasionally whispering during class. Half-chatting, half-studying, he thoroughly enjoyed the class.

    Yang Qiming was not interested in the commotion in the classroom, only finding them noisy.

    An entire morning passed, and his expression remained as calm as water.

    What is love in this world, that it makes people pledge their lives to each other? He hadn’t pledged his life, but he had at least invested energy, money, and time, and was already feeling a bit dejected.

    He had spent all last night browsing posts in the dating section, reading every single comment under every post, trying to find solace in others’ experiences.

    After school at noon, he was walking back to his dorm when he suddenly turned and said.

    “Cai Lang, lend me your phone for a moment.”

    “Oh, oh, here.” Cai Lang handed it over.

    Yang Qiming took the phone, clicked on ‘add friend,’ and skillfully entered a string of numbers. Before clicking confirm, he suddenly looked up at Huang Cai Lang again.

    “Cai Lang, can I change the native place on your profile card?”

    “Why, Yang Ge?” Huang Cai Lang was puzzled.

    “I… I don’t want her to guess it was me who looked at her QQ. If I change the native place, she won’t suspect anything.” Yang Qiming’s action was a bit superfluous.

    Huang Cai Lang supported this with both hands and feet.

    “Yang Ge, you can change it however you want.”

    “Thank you.” Yang Qiming skillfully changed the QQ profile, then added the other person as a friend again, and entered their QQ Space, which didn’t require a visitor application.

    Xiao Wen (Pre-Gaokao Edition): “My treasure (image).”

    The moment he saw the nine-grid photos, Yang Qiming immediately felt a surge of stifled Qi from his chest to his throat, and his face turned red with heat.

    Brother, I can’t breathe.

    On the fourth-floor corridor, Jiang Nian slowly turned from the stairwell. Looking at the sunlight flooding the corridor, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes, thinking about today’s weather.

    Suddenly, a ‘ding’ sounded in his mind, and the task panel, long absent, popped up.

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