Chapter Index

    Night fell, and on the way home, Xu Qianqian tightened her clothes and looked up at Jiang Nian.

    “Can you do it?”

    “Don’t you know if I can do it?” Jiang Nian shot back, not shying away from the adult topic. “Six hundred points guarantees a pass.”

    “Really? I don’t talk to people who only get five hundred points.” Xu Qianqian said with a completely straight face, uttering a Heaven-Defying, utterly indecent remark.

    Alright, alright, oppressing the low scorers, are we?

    “I vaguely remember someone owing me a favor.” Jiang Nian fought fire with fire. “I’ve decided, if I score six hundred points…”

    “My request is that you let me lick you once, and you can’t refuse.”

    Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqian’s expression changed.

    “Jiang Nian, you always redefine my understanding of perverts.”

    “You flatter me, I’m undeserving,” he said humbly.

    Xu Qianqian: “Is that a compliment?”

    But no matter what she said, she neither agreed nor refused. It was as if she had awakened the unique superpower of a bad woman, wanting to string Jiang Nian along.

    If he wins, do you just inhale cigarette smoke without exhaling?

    What does that mean?

    Lung fog!

    If he loses, ‘Ah, I didn’t agree, did I?’

    Hehe, as expected, just a little Chu Nan. You really want to lick, don’t you?

    November’s new release, fresh out of the oven.

    “The Love Brain Battle Between a Five-Hundred-Point Stray Dog and a Bad Woman Childhood Friend.”

    Where to watch? Good question.

    Counting on his fingers, the Six-City Joint Exam was only a week away.

    Jiang Nian was actually not entirely confident. Everyone has their limits. His maximum was five hundred eighty to ninety points, but he vaguely felt that his foundation was almost solidified.

    The specific results would depend on the difficulty of the test paper and his state during the exam.

    Jiang Nian was at the Peak of the Late Stage of five-hundred-point cultivation. Low scorers could only sit at the same table as Ma Guojun. Compared to those around him, he still had a gap.

    As for Zhou Yuting, she was merely a low-level five-hundred-point stray dog.

    After returning home, Jiang Nian washed up as usual and then prepared to finish the remaining one and a half biology test papers. This was so he could directly find Qing Bao tomorrow and ‘extract’ some experience.

    A Senior’s experience was still worth ‘extracting.’

    Qing Bao was young and had only recently taken over the Olympiad class. Besides her excellent work ability and appearance, her problem-solving approach was also top-notch.

    She was both Jiang Nian’s biology enrichment teacher and his guide for the third year of high school.

    Even the study plan he was currently using, such as listening carefully in the afternoon and completing homework to keep up with the pace, was devised by Qing Bao.

    Logically speaking, a third-year high school teacher wouldn’t specifically do such things.

    Moreover, Qing Bao was a ‘non-stick pan,’ rarely getting involved in any trouble or anything that might hinder her Dao. She was always extremely cautious.

    However, if it was her personal Disciple, then it was fine.

    The phone on the table vibrated.

    Jiang Nian heard the movement but didn’t immediately check the message. There was a fifty percent chance it was Chen Yunyun; they chatted every day and didn’t need such immediate replies.

    If there was only one message, there was a thirty-three percent chance it was the class monitor. But the class monitor’s reply period was longer, so a few minutes wouldn’t matter.

    Besides, he was in the middle of a major biology question, and chatting wasn’t conducive to studying. A bunch of damn six-hundred-point Prodigies, luring him, a five-hundred-point student, to play.

    Inhuman!

    Five or six minutes later, he finally picked up his phone, intending to see who had sent the message.

    However, the message was from Xu Qianqian next door.

    Xu: “If you can score 610, it’s not impossible…”

    Not impossible what?

    Seriously, even in chat, she cuts off the sentence?

    Jiang Nian looked at the six ellipses on the WeChat chat interface and couldn’t help but swallow. His body suddenly felt a little warm, and he started scratching his ears and cheeks.

    Xu Qianqian still had some potential as a bad woman, suddenly starting to fish in the middle of the night.

    He replied, asking, “Lick?”

    Next door, Xu Qianqian saw the message and couldn’t help but feel a little pleased.

    “Ugh, so crude.”

    However, she didn’t send a sixty-second voice message, afraid that it would truly satisfy that shameless Jiang Nian. As she frowned, an idea came to her.

    She didn’t say what he could lick. If she stuck out her foot, wouldn’t he be furious?

    Besides, it was uncertain if he could maintain his previous high score. Perhaps he would stumble this time, which would be a good lesson for him.

    No matter what, it wouldn’t be as serious as stumbling during the college entrance exam.

    Tap, tap, tap, she typed her reply.

    “You get the score first, then we’ll talk.”

    Jiang Nian on the other end of the screen was stunned again.

    She actually acquiesced?

    He had originally just been trying his luck, but since Xu Qianqian had agreed, it was like a second boost. Shouldn’t he enjoy it to the fullest?

    “Alright then, I’ll continue studying. 【Image】”

    Jiang Nian immediately sent a photo of himself studying late into the night, to boost his own morale and at the same time deflate Xu Qianqian’s arrogance.

    As expected, Xu Qianqian remained silent.

    He was delighted.

    Solving problems continued until late into the night. Overall, it was still monotonous.

    Chen Yunyun sent him a message before bed, just as all close friends do, saying hello before going to sleep.

    “Good night.”

    Jiang Nian: “Can you really fall asleep?”

    In the girls’ dormitory, Chen Yunyun lay in bed, not knowing what he wanted to ask.

    “Yes, I can.”

    “When you’re asleep, take a picture and let me see.”

    “Can you stop saying such scary things!” Chen Yunyun pursed her lips, the faint light of her phone falling on her fair face, and she added a few more emojis.

    “(Punch) (Punch)!”

    “If you say that, then I have to bring up the stories of the girls’ dormitory.” Jiang Nian started with a scare tactic. “Have you… woken up in the middle of the night?”

    Under her covers, Chen Yunyun curled her feet.

    “If you say that again, I won’t talk to you.”

    Jiang Nian: “You didn’t really believe it, did you? (Laughing-crying emoji)”

    Chen Yunyun: “…”

    Late into the night, in the girls’ dormitory, Chen Yunyun suddenly woke up. She instinctively wanted to open her eyes at first, but then remembered Jiang Nian’s words and immediately stopped.

    It was all his fault; he was too annoying.

    But she also felt like she needed to pee… In the middle of the night, she didn’t dare make a sound. She could only shrink into her quilt, felt stifled for a while, then got a little annoyed, so she unlocked her phone.

    “It’s all your fault, I’m awake now!”

    The message was sent successfully, the time displayed 2:24 AM.

    However, the next second, with a ‘ding,’ Jiang Nian replied, “Haha, I haven’t slept at all. 【Photo】”

    Upon seeing this, Chen Yunyun breathed a sigh of relief.

    After seeing the photo of Jiang Nian hunched over his desk doing problems, the creepy feeling in her heart instantly disappeared. Although he was far away, she still felt at ease.

    After all, Jiang Nian’s home was only about a kilometer from the school, so perhaps there was a window with a light on.

    She felt a sense of reality, so she wasn’t so scared anymore. She threw off her quilt, got up to pee, and at the same time replied to Jiang Nian’s message, asking in confusion,

    “Why are you still awake so late?”

    The other party replied instantly, “Doing homework.”

    “But we have class tomorrow,” Chen Yunyun reminded him.

    As she climbed back into her upper bunk and before she could burrow into her quilt, her phone lit up, a message popped out, and Jiang Nian’s answer was very brief.

    “Tomorrow afternoon is a holiday.”

    Seeing this, Chen Yunyun shrank into her quilt, thought for a moment, and then asked,

    “What are you planning to do tomorrow afternoon?”

    “Sleep.”

    Chen Yunyun’s intended words immediately stopped.

    She actually wanted to invite Jiang Nian to go hiking. She had attended high school in Zhennan for three years, and almost all her classmates, except for her, had been to Qingmu Ridge.

    Snap, she opened the weather app.

    It showed that tomorrow would still be a sunny day.

    Hmm, it’s a good day for hiking.

    Before she could muster her courage, the other party sent a message first.

    “Something wrong?”

    Chen Yunyun thought about it; being indirect would put her at a disadvantage.

    “I want to go hiking.”

    She waited for a while but found that Jiang Nian still hadn’t replied. She inevitably felt a little uneasy, her heart beating slightly, and slowly closed her eyes.

    Suddenly, she opened her eyes again and added another sentence.

    “With Yu He.”

    After sending the message, she couldn’t help but bury her head in the quilt. In the darkness, her eyes glowed faintly, and the sound of wind rustling leaves came from outside the window.

    She didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt a little sour.

    Her phone lit up, and Chen Yunyun took a deep breath and looked.

    Jiang Nian: “Taking elementary school students hiking? Isn’t that a picnic?”

    Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun couldn’t help but purse her lips, then suddenly thought of something.

    “Are you going?”

    This time, there wasn’t a long interval; the message came directly.

    “What time?”

    After agreeing on a time, Chen Yunyun looked at the message and couldn’t help but smile.

    The night was deep and long.

    Jiang Nian didn’t sleep all night, doing problems until dawn.

    Since Sunday afternoon was a holiday and there was no class, he used one immunity from fatigue in advance. Anyway, it refreshed daily, so he might as well make the most of it.

    In the morning, the light was faint.

    Jiang Nian put down his pen. Being immune to fatigue once didn’t mean he would never get tired. He took advantage of the short time before daybreak to play a game.

    After doing test papers all night, not only were the biology papers finished, but he also completed two math papers, skipping the smaller questions. He focused on the more difficult problems, which was somewhat rewarding.

    Estimating that it was about time, he then walked out of his room to wash up and went to school with his backpack.

    Before leaving, he glanced at the shoe rack.

    The new shoes he bought for his parents the day before yesterday had arrived, and he saw them at home today. No matter how much they might nitpick, they always liked new shoes.

    He couldn’t say overly sentimental words to his parents.

    Parents and children always maintained a tacit understanding; no matter how subtle the emotion, its weight would not be diminished. On the scale, it would still weigh a thousand catties.

    Bang, the front door closed.

    During the midday break, the grade-wide running exercise was canceled.

    Old Liu led two people in carrying a sign, and the people in the classroom suddenly looked at each other, wondering what strange thing the grade group was up to now.

    “Teacher, what is this?”

    Old Liu didn’t hide it and explained directly.

    “It’s a grade group activity. Everyone writes their ideal university and a sentence they want to say on a piece of paper, and the class committee collects them.”

    “Then, we’ll paste them on this sign. When you’re tired of studying, go look at it and draw new motivation.”

    Upon hearing this, everyone in Class Three was bewildered.

    “Teacher, why are you only doing this now?”

    Old Liu chuckled and pointed at the students in the classroom, saying,

    “If we did this right at the beginning of the third year of high school, wouldn’t it be a wall full of Tsinghua and Peking Universities? Goals that are too high won’t motivate you at all.”

    The people in Class Three blushed, their faces turning red.

    Indeed, if they were just starting their third year of high school now, their target universities would certainly be a bit more unrestrained. Laughing heartily as they left, ‘How could we be common folk!’

    With just five hundred points, they would dare to aim for Tsinghua.

    Now… the first round is almost over, and their minds have sobered up a bit.

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