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    Jiang Nian glanced at it and then looked away, with no other meaning.

    Old Liu stood behind, and the whole class was looking at Li Hua, that scoundrel’s tool for making fire by friction. He had nothing else to look at, so he could only look outside.

    With a bang, the classroom’s back door closed.

    Li Hua was taken away, time to pop the champagne!

    “You scared me to death, why did the form teacher come?” Zhang Ningzhi was a little scared, patting Jiang Nian’s arm, “Why didn’t you call me just now?”

    “Ah, weren’t we not caught?” Jiang Nian retorted.

    “Oh right, why didn’t the teacher catch me?” Zhang Ningzhi suddenly realized.

    “Because I pointed at Li Hua.”

    Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi immediately blushed.

    “You’re too wicked, wasn’t that intentionally setting up the group leader?”

    “Should I report you and cover for him instead?”

    “No, that would be even worse.”

    Jiang Nian scoffed, “Then that’s that. If Li Hua died, he died.”

    Immediately, Zhang Ningzhi felt that the group leader was quite pitiful.

    But then she thought, she had a short dream when she was sleeping just now, in the dream the ground swayed back and forth, probably Li Hua was making fire by friction.

    Suddenly, she felt that Li Hua somewhat deserved it.

    After a while, Jiang Nian felt thirsty and wanted to drink water, reaching into his desk for his water cup. But after taking it out, he found the cup empty, and couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment.

    He was busy writing problems that afternoon and didn’t pay attention to anything else.

    He felt the presence of a certain gaze, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhang Ningzhi staring at him with wide, round eyes, like a clumsy squirrel eyeing pine nuts in autumn.

    “What’s wrong?”

    Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, her gaze slightly averted from him.

    “Do you want some water?”

    Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then pointed at her thermos.

    “I want hot water.”

    “Oh, alright.” Zhang Ningzhi immediately put her lemon tea away and took out her thermos, “Bring your cup over.”

    Thermoses are usually not for direct drinking; hot water is often poured into the lid to drink.

    She had a delicate little glass cup, and when she drank, she would pour a little and hold it in her hand. Warming her hands while drinking hot water, it was hitting two birds with one stone.

    Jiang Nian liked to watch Zhang Ningzhi hold her little glass cup and drink water when he had nothing to do, secretly sighing at how many small gadgets girls had.

    He saw Zhang Ningzhi already holding her thermos and looking at him, and couldn’t help but feel a little awkward.

    “I don’t have a cup, can I…”

    With a smack, his arm was immediately hit.

    Zhang Ningzhi said fiercely, “Hurry up and take it out.”

    “Oh.” Jiang Nian immediately became obedient, handed over his cup, and they clinked together, gurgling.

    With Li Hua caught for making fire by friction, only Jiang Nian and Zhang Ningzhi were left in the last row of the first group, completely free to do as they pleased.

    Both drank hot water together, and Jiang Nian even clinked cups with Zhang Ningzhi.

    “Do you still have a small glass cup?”

    Zhang Ningzhi honestly replied, “I still have some at home.”

    Jiang Nian tilted his head, “If your glass cup accidentally broke, would you bring a new one tomorrow?”

    Zhang Ningzhi thought for a moment, her brows furrowed.

    “I’d beat you to death!”

    “I really want a new cup, but I don’t have money.” Jiang Nian pretended to be pitiful, “No cup, and very little money.”

    The young girl couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “I’ll bring you one then.”

    “Thanks!” Jiang Nian grinned.

    After the first evening self-study session.

    In the not-so-bright classroom corridor, Lin Dong and Sun Zhicheng stood in a sheltered corner chatting, their positions Just right able to see the classroom’s back door.

    Chen Yunyun sat in Li Hua’s seat, chatting with Jiang Nian.

    Lin Dong glanced over, his mind filled with how Li Hua’s friction fire tool was made. Seeing something good made his heart itch, wanting to replicate it.

    But then he heard Sun Zhicheng sigh beside him, letting out a long, drawn-out breath.

    “Dong Ge, I’m not chatting anymore.”

    “That’s it already?” Lin Dong was still thinking about how to make the bow drill for fire by friction, saying absently, “Don’t get serious with online chats, just move on to the next one after you wake up.”

    “I can’t do it, Dong Ge.” Sun Zhicheng shivered uncontrollably at the thought of the message he saw that morning, ‘had a blast’.

    What was even more perverse was that after he complained to Lin Dong,

    that bastard immediately changed the group nickname of the class mini-group to ‘had a blast’. This person is truly inhuman, like an animal.

    “Have you thought it through?” Lin Dong asked casually.

    “Yes, I’ve been thinking about it all day.” Sun Zhicheng turned his head, deliberately avoiding the classroom’s back door, “At first, chatting was indeed novel and very happy.”

    “But by the end, it was one person discarded each day, and the longest-lasting chat was only a week. In the end, I found that others were just passing the time, and it was ultimately an illusion.”

    In the bustling corridor, people came and went.

    Lin Dong pouted, then turned and looked at him.

    “A-Cheng, you’re wrong.”

    “Ambiguous chatting itself is about mutually extracting emotional value. If you always think about providing emotional value to others, you will always be in pain.”

    Sun Zhicheng was struck as if by lightning upon hearing this.

    “Then what should I do?”

    Lin Dong offered no advice, only said,

    “It’s up to you.”

    He felt that Sun Zhicheng was a bit extreme, holding expectations for bad things and suspicion for good things. He didn’t seize opportunities when they came, but clung to misfortune when it arrived.

    Why bother with so much? There are green mountains everywhere in life.

    Sun Zhicheng hesitated for a while, but eventually gave up.

    He couldn’t be as carefree as Lin Dong. Although reality wasn’t smooth either, compared to the internet, it was tangible and visible, making him feel more secure.

    The Acquired-of-age ceremony was just around the corner; perhaps it was an opportunity.

    The bell rang.

    Zhou Yuting entered the classroom from the back door, looking at the hesitant Sun Zhicheng blocking the door with a surge of anger. Then she glanced at Jiang Nian, and her expression immediately became complex.

    She had a guess, but she wasn’t sure.

    The chat group incident was a thorn stuck in her heart. She felt a sword hanging over her head, not knowing when it would fall.

    Could it have been Jiang Nian?

    She knew Jiang Nian too well; he was subtly wicked. From a subjective motive standpoint, Jiang Nian didn’t need to join the group, but what if he also wanted to keep a backup plan?

    Or was that “clown” Le Zhi?

    She had inquired, and Le Zhi’s score in last month’s eighteen-county joint exam had increased by nearly a hundred points. If it wasn’t cheating, she would jump off a building herself.

    But she had just asked a friend from her previous class, and Le Zhi had been writing problems at his desk during breaks this whole time, completely devoid of worldly desires.

    So, she was also confused.

    However, to be safe, she still decided to try to trick Jiang Nian during the next class break.

    Chatting with Chen Yunyun, was it really that enjoyable?

    Zhang Ningzhi’s cheeks unconsciously puffed out, and she gave him a narrow, annoyed glance. But she wasn’t angry, after all, he was just having a normal conversation.

    He wasn’t touching or acting inappropriately, so there was absolutely nothing to fault.

    “Do you still want a cup?” Zhang Ningzhi didn’t indulge Jiang Nian at all, making the following threat.

    Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment. Although he didn’t know why she was angry, he had done many bad things in the past, so he chose to immediately humble himself.

    “Yes, what should I do?”

    Seeing Jiang Nian’s attitude, Zhang Ningzhi’s Qi immediately dissipated by half. Thinking that they were friends after all, she shouldn’t be so possessive; it would scare others away.

    “Then where do I rank among your friends?”

    Evening self-study had already begun in the class, but no one in the back row paid any attention. Whether it was chatting or eating snacks, anything was fine, even making fire by friction.

    Li Hua was still in the office, not yet returned.

    Jiang Nian paused, pondering his good deskmate’s friend-ranking question for a few seconds.

    “First tier.”

    Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, “What about the group leader?”

    “Second tier.”

    Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

    If Jiang Nian said Li Hua was in the lowest tier of friends, that would obviously be a joke. That would mean her being in the first tier of friends was also a joke.

    But if Li Hua was in the first tier, that would mean many people could be in his first tier.

    She was very satisfied with Jiang Nian’s answer.

    “You are also in the first tier.”

    She said it directly, very straightforwardly.

    Of course, what Jiang Nian said was also sincere, and he wasn’t playing word games. For example, there was no ‘zero tier’ above the ‘first tier,’ or a ‘best in the world tier.’

    None of that. Zhang Ningzhi was the only one in the first tier of good friends.

    So, he said it with a clear conscience.

    The class monitor’s matter was too complicated; Jiang Nian figured he couldn’t just be reeled in like a fish. Perhaps the class monitor didn’t mean it that way, but getting so worked up every day was too much of a distraction.

    Thus, Jiang Nian reverted to his problem-solving machine state.

    Nearing the end of evening self-study, he suddenly blurted out,

    “It’s so quiet without Li Hua.”

    At the classroom’s back door, Li Hua had just returned from the office and was about to push the door open when he heard this sentence. His heart, which had been hanging, completely died.

    “You f***ing!!”

    “What the heck? How did you get back?” Jiang Nian showed no shame at all at being exposed.

    Ma Guojun pushed up his glasses, also amused.

    “Li Hua, where’s that set of friction fire tools you had?”

    As the words fell, a burst of exclamations erupted from the classroom’s sanitation corner.

    “Holy crap, it’s caught, it’s caught!”

    A smell of burning again erupted in the classroom, attracting everyone’s attention. But this time, it was extinguished before any open flames were seen.

    Lin Dong’s complaining voice rang out, “It’s too hot in the classroom, it almost caught fire.”

    Cai Xiaoqing put down her pen and spoke up.

    “No making fire by friction in the classroom. If it happens again, I’ll tell the form teacher.”

    The class immediately became noisy.

    Li Hua returned to his seat and snapped his fingers at Ma Guojun.

    “Successor, Dong.”

    After the second self-study session, Jiang Nian was called out by Zhou Yuting.

    “Something wrong?”

    “Let’s talk over there.” Zhou Yuting pointed to the dark stairwell near the restroom.

    Jiang Nian didn’t care and followed, stopping just outside the shadows.

    “Speak.”

    Zhou Yuting was stunned when she saw his expression.

    “Are you still holding a grudge?”

    “No.” Jiang Nian shook his head, “If you’re just going to say that, then I’m going back.”

    He genuinely didn’t hold much resentment towards Zhou Yuting; after all, it wasn’t a deep-seated hatred. New things kept emerging, and time would fade the past.

    To him, Zhou Yuting was just a memory point.

    However, not holding resentment didn’t mean his attitude towards Zhou Yuting would change.

    It’s like, I’m not mad at you anymore, but still be careful when we meet. If I’m in a good mood, one slap; if I’m in a bad mood, two. If I can trick you, I still will.

    During the summer vacation, when he was mocked, right and wrong no longer mattered.

    Friendship book recommendation: “College Entrance Exam Strategy, You Want Me to Strategize with My Deskmate?”

    Jiang Yu reasonably suspected that his reality was a giant Truman Show.

    Because in his eyes, everyone had an exclamation mark above their head.

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