Chapter Index

    “A trick for catching bees, all the classmates in our class went crazy for it.”

    “Chirp chirp chirp, please share.”

    Jiang Nian was asking and answering himself, and the class immediately burst into laughter.

    No one really believed in any bee-catching trick; it was all about hand speed. Boys have quick reflexes and enjoy doing some “homework,” so fast hand speed is normal.

    Xibao let out a sigh of relief and regained her solemn demeanor as a people’s teacher.

    “Ahem, let’s continue the exam.”

    “Teacher, what should I do with this bee?” Jiang Nian asked.

    “Release it,” Xibao turned and walked back to the podium.

    “Oh, oh, can I release it in the spot of someone I don’t like?” Jiang Nian asked again.

    Upon hearing this, Yu Tongjie’s heart tightened.

    It’s over!

    After this thought appeared, he secretly thought it was wrong. Besides offending Jiang Nian once a month ago, he had barely provoked him since. Why panic?

    That’s not right either. What if he did provoke him?

    He didn’t seek trouble but wasn’t afraid of it either. Once someone went against him, he would display his vast connections and let everyone witness his thunderous methods.

    Li Hua began to ponder; he didn’t seem to have offended Jiang Nian recently.

    “What are you talking about? Throw it out of the classroom,” Xibao said grumpily. “Everyone else, stop looking and continue the exam. No whispering.”

    Li Hua hummed and hawed, making some sounds that normal people couldn’t produce.

    The class immediately burst into laughter.

    Sun Zhicheng was actually a little envious of Li Hua, occasionally wishing that these attention-grabbing acts were his own. However, he couldn’t lower himself because…

    There was someone living in his heart.

    At most two people, and in the future, possibly three people.

    But currently, there was only one person.

    His only regret might be that he played basketball too well. The thought of those three blocks he made on Parents’ Day always brought a cloud of gloom to his heart.

    So much so that seeing a basketball would give him a kind of PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) like a World War II veteran.

    Damn it, he was going to be depressed.

    Sometimes he would also feel despair about his current pursuit of Chen Yunyun; their relationship had returned to square one. He hadn’t even finished rebuilding it before he had already subdued her father.

    Now, his favorability with Chen Yunyun had probably reset to zero.

    Sun Zhicheng stared blankly at the test paper; he had barely made it to Reading Comprehension D. The difficulty was like that of a stepchild, and he didn’t quite understand it after the first read-through.

    However, he was not in the mood to do the questions now, hesitating whether to pursue someone else.

    The person he liked wasn’t fixed; he was just pursuing a feeling.

    Sun Zhicheng didn’t feel ashamed about this; he had seen it on Douyin. Many people were like him, having a crush but also being able to like others.

    Some people would like someone for a while, while others would keep them in their hearts forever.

    Perhaps, it was time to make a change.

    He would try to win; if Egypt didn’t win, he would come back and continue his secret crush.

    The English exam ended, and the papers were stacked and passed forward.

    Jiang Nian returned the quick-dry pen to the class monitor and went to take the math exam. It wasn’t that luck couldn’t be borrowed, but showing off in math was more cost-effective; just slap their faces and be done with it.

    If you didn’t score above 130 in math, you were always an ant.

    Li Qingrong took the quick-dry pen and didn’t ask him why he wasn’t using it anymore. She just stayed in her seat, continuing to look at the English test paper, staring at it without moving.

    Jiang Nian leaned closer and glanced, asking curiously.

    “Class monitor, is Passage A very difficult?”

    Reading Comprehension Passage A was roughly at a junior high school level. As long as you had memorized some vocabulary and were a little flexible in your thinking, you could generally stumble through it.

    For a top student like Li Qingrong, it was a one-shot kill.

    Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong turned the page to Passage D.

    Alright, Hell level.

    Passage D was very difficult, but for the class monitor, it was still not difficult enough; it was still a one-shot kill.

    Jiang Nian didn’t understand and couldn’t help but ask.

    “Class monitor, are you going to the restroom?”

    She still had that indifferent look, her high ponytail still proud. Only the swaying motion had disappeared, and her whole body remained in a stiff posture.

    In the corridor, Jiang Nian passed through the crowd.

    As he passed Class One, he couldn’t help but peek inside. Class Two’s classroom was also noisy, and he didn’t recognize anyone except Yuan Zhengchuan.

    He withdrew his gaze and then looked back at Li Qingrong behind him.

    “Class monitor, this way.”

    “Mm.”

    “Class monitor, why didn’t you ask me where I was taking you?” Jiang Nian’s leading direction was opposite to the fourth-floor restroom, looking a hundred percent suspicious.

    Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong let out an emotionless “Ah,” suddenly enlightened.

    “Should I ask?”

    Jiang Nian: “.”

    No kidding, this time he really met someone who would ask, “Should I make two noises to satisfy you?”

    No rush, let’s ask the all-knowing 8u first.

    However, he only thought about it. If he really posted it, he would probably only receive endless new ridicule. He could completely trust 8u’s ability in that regard.

    “Haha, another one hallucinating from byt essential oil while licking a goddess.”

    After thinking for a moment, Jiang Nian still explained.

    “The fourth-floor restroom is full, and you’ll have to queue for a long time. The administration building has few people, the leaders aren’t there, and ordinary students don’t dare to go, so there’s no need to queue.”

    These were Chen Yunyun’s words, but now they were his.

    Li Qingrong didn’t react much, just nodded.

    “Mm.”

    Honestly, Zhennan Middle School was a bit poor. But if the landlord dug around, there would always be a few cartloads of gold to keep up appearances, and the administration building was that appearance.

    “Holy cow, my first time in the administration building!” Jiang Nian stepped in, looking like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. “Is this administration building really that rich?”

    “I thought there wasn’t a single decent building in Nan Zhong, but it turns out there’s a hidden gem!”

    “Damn, after two years of living like a bandit, it’s the first time I’ve discovered such a good place. I regret it; if I had known about such a good place, I…”

    He was still exclaiming like a country bumpkin entering the city when he suddenly realized that the class monitor was completely silent. He thought she had gotten lost, but when he turned around, she was still behind him.

    “Let’s go, class monitor.”

    “Mm.”

    The long break was a full twenty minutes. Since it was a weekly test, the third-year students didn’t need to do morning exercises.

    Jiang Nian didn’t plan to waste all his time on “releasing water.” He estimated that there would still be a few minutes left, which he could use to get some oden stew from the cafeteria. The kind with a super large rice cooker, boiling fish balls, tofu, and quail eggs inside.

    Just as he was thinking, the elevator in front dinged.

    Jiang Nian’s thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

    Holy crap, there was a leader in the elevator, about to come out.

    What oden stew? This time, he was like a sow stuck in a fence, caught between a rock and a hard place.

    If he were alone, it would be fine; he could just run. He was fast and confident he could run away before the leader saw him, but there was also the class monitor.

    Would she run with him?

    In a flash, Jiang Nian made a decision.

    With a slap, Jiang Nian grabbed Li Qingrong’s wrist and quickly darted into the adjacent stairwell.

    One hundredth of a second later, the elevator doors opened. The leaders walked out of the elevator, chatting and laughing, their crisp leather shoes echoing in the corridor.

    In the stairwell, they were hidden behind the fire door. They stood face to face, about a fist’s distance apart, able to hear each other’s breathing.

    Jiang Nian’s attention was entirely outside, his heart pounding rapidly.

    “That was scary.”

    Li Qingrong didn’t speak, just looked at him a couple more times.

    Coming out of the administration building, Jiang Nian stretched, squinting and looking up at the sun.

    Great, safe “release of water.”

    At the same time, he wondered what was up with Chen Yunyun, selling him false information.

    Fortunately, he was incredibly clever; otherwise, he and the class monitor would have been finished. They would have been cornered by the leaders in the hallway, harshly questioned about who the homeroom teacher of Class Four was.

    He’d make a note of it and give her a good pushback at noon.

    Since Jiang Nian was going to the cafeteria, he first told Li Qingrong to go up, but Li Qingrong didn’t leave.

    Jiang Nian took two steps towards the cafeteria, and she followed two steps.

    “Oh, class monitor, you’re hungry? You should have said so earlier.”

    Master Jiang lacked everything but money.

    He had even bought a bunch of leather products for his family two days ago, becoming his mom’s sole top supporter.

    Bags costing one or two thousand were bought without a second thought, making Li Hongmei overjoyed.

    Although Ms. Li also felt bad about the money, she couldn’t stop Jiang Nian from buying things for the family every time he got scolded. So much so that she didn’t dare to say anything, lest she provoke Jiang Nian into acting up again.

    The top supporter, who graduated from junior high, had the culture of a big brother. He didn’t quite understand things like saving money to marry a wife or that the family didn’t need it; he just kept throwing money around.

    Still talking? Keep throwing money.

    He threw money left and right, only to find that the money in his bank card had barely decreased.

    He couldn’t spend it all; he simply couldn’t spend it all.

    With such vast wealth, treating the class monitor to a snack was absolutely no problem.

    Jiang Nian had already treated Li Hua and the others several times; he was completely flush with cash. Anyway, it was all small money; the speed at which they ate couldn’t even keep up with the increase in interest.

    Most of the time had passed, and he estimated that the bell would ring halfway through their meal.

    Jiang Nian didn’t care at all. For the math exam, if he could do it, he could; these few minutes wouldn’t make a difference. If he couldn’t do it, an extra half hour wouldn’t change anything.

    The class monitor, well, the class monitor cared even less.

    As the two stood in line at the cafeteria, several people in front turned to look at Li Qingrong. Most of them would glance once and then again, or couldn’t help but look three times.

    There was no such thing as a’school beauty’ in high school, only relatively well-known pretty girls.

    But they wouldn’t be surrounded by a group of people asking for contact information, nor would they attract arrogant, cold young masters from outside school bringing thugs to block the school gate to confess.

    The crackdown on gangs had already made a round.

    Big Brother was fierce in fights, but Big Brother delivering takeout, climbing eight floors in one breath, was even fiercer.

    Please give a good review, dear.

    As class approached, not many people lingered in the cafeteria. This worked out perfectly for Jiang Nian. He skillfully ordered several items like tofu and fish balls; anyway, this amount was nothing for a high school boy.

    Then, he turned to ask Li Qingrong.

    “Class monitor, what do you want to eat?”

    Li Qingrong looked and made a ‘2’ gesture with her hand.

    “Fish balls.”

    In less than ten seconds, two servings of snacks were ready.

    Jiang Nian carried the round disposable bowls with two long bamboo skewers stuck in them and found a plastic long table. He and Li Qingrong sat on opposite sides, at the edge of the long table.

    “Class monitor, the fish balls are very hot; you need to blow on them.”

    He didn’t think Li Qingrong lacked self-care abilities; he just thought she probably didn’t usually eat this kind of thing, and it would be easy to burn herself if she wasn’t careful.

    Li Qingrong nodded and replied.

    “Okay.”

    She indeed followed Jiang Nian’s instructions and blew on the piping hot fish balls. After blowing about four or five times, she slowly took a bite.

    “Not hot.”

    Jiang Nian: “.”

    Of course it wasn’t hot after blowing; his class monitor was a little bit deranged.

    After a while, the bell indeed rang.

    “Oh my!” Jiang Nian still had half left to eat; it was too hot to eat too fast. “How did the bell ring so quickly? Class monitor, why don’t you go up first?”

    Li Qingrong had ordered little and had already finished eating.

    She seemed not to hear the bell, sitting quietly at the end of the long table. The ten o’clock morning sun streamed in through the wide-open cafeteria windows, falling upon her.

    The girl just looked at him, with no expression on her face.

    “Waiting for you.”

    Jiang Nian paused for a moment, “.Okay.”

    The two were five minutes late, and the exam had already started when they entered the classroom.

    Fortunately, the two of them—well, it was purely because Li Qingrong’s math scores were excellent. The math teacher didn’t say a word, almost leading Li Qingrong to her seat.

    Your Majesty, this way.

    Class Three had its own political correctness; what the class monitor did naturally had her reasons.

    Disagree?

    Where did these low-scoring stray dogs come from? Drag them out!

    As for Jiang Nian, there were always petty people around Your Majesty. Otherwise, why would they talk about purging the emperor’s corrupt officials? It’s just that some people haven’t opened their Big Dipper (a reference to a game skill, implying they’re lost) and can’t find their own position.

    Corrupt official? Where?

    Why don’t I see any corrupt officials?

    Your Majesty, congratulations! The weather is favorable, the harvests are abundant, and the country is prosperous and the people are at peace.

    Peace reigns across the four seas!

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