Chapter 326 Stop Bullying Me (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Section 1: Evening Study.

Tao Ran raised her head and called out to the class.

“The two in the advanced placement group, go to the meeting.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian stood up from his seat. He didn’t agree with that statement. What did she mean, the two in the advanced placement group?

He had already left the advanced placement group, so why was he seated at the same table as advanced placement students?

Forget it, the big picture was more important.

Both of them held their homework and exited the classroom one after another. They saw other classrooms also having people leaving.

In the dimly lit corridor, Yu Zhiyi and Jiang Nian maintained a certain distance.

Pudding, pudding.

No, it was *thump, thump, thump*.

Jiang Nian wore sneakers that made little noise when he walked, unless the ground was excessively dry. Only then would they make a squeaky, sharp friction sound.

Yu Zhiyi was different; she loved to wear shoes that made a *thump, thump* sound when she walked.

Perhaps she thought it was cute.

Although… she certainly had the right to act cute, Jiang Nian wasn’t swayed by it and couldn’t help but quicken his pace.

“Hey, wait for me!” Yu Zhiyi was a little anxious.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian suddenly squatted down, seemingly tying his shoelaces.

Seeing this, a smile involuntarily appeared on Yu Zhiyi’s lips. She thought, this person really says one thing but means another; he’s so concerned about his Face.

However, the next second, as she walked up to Jiang Nian.

Her red lips parted slightly, but before she could say, “Let’s go,” the young man suddenly sprinted like a short-distance runner, *boom, boom, boom*!!!

In the blink of an eye, he had already floated down the stairs to the fourth floor entrance.

Yu Zhiyi was dumbfounded, standing stunned in the middle of the corridor.

No, what kind of person was that!

A lunatic!

The huge commotion caused by Jiang Nian’s sprint attracted the attention of teachers on the same floor, and several teachers poked their heads out from their classrooms.

From the classroom closest to Yu Zhiyi, a teacher stood at the door with a displeased expression.

“If you’re going to a meeting, hurry up and go! Don’t disturb other students during evening self-study!”

“I… it wasn’t me.” Yu Zhiyi was at a loss for words, stammering for a moment before blushing and quickly leaving the corridor.

As she went down the stairs, she gritted her teeth.

“Jiang Nian, you bastard!”

Jiang Nian lingered outside classroom 304 for half a minute, realizing that Song Xiyun had already left.

Just as he was about to walk down the stairs, he looked up and saw Yu Zhiyi coming down. It was like a famous scene from ‘Your Name’—except her resentment was a bit strong. “Who made you angry?” Jiang Nian asked, bewildered.

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi almost fainted from Qi.

“What do you think?!”

“I’m not your boyfriend, why should I guess?” Jiang Nian said, annoyed. “Are you going to tell me or not? I’m leaving.”

“You!” Yu Zhiyi’s head buzzed. She stomped down the stairs a few steps, quickly catching up to Jiang Nian and questioning him.

“Why did you run in the corridor just now?”

Jiang Nian paused, then looked back at Yu Zhiyi.

“What rule says I can’t run?”

“I…” Yu Zhiyi’s words caught in her throat. “The teacher didn’t catch you, but she caught me, so you owe me one!”

“I’ll pay you back another day,” Jiang Nian vaguely promised.

Yu Zhiyi had expected Jiang Nian to argue with her, but it felt like punching cotton, so she couldn’t say anything more.

“Alright.”

She was wearing a white high-neck, form-fitting sweater today, its exaggerated curves particularly striking, and a khaki jacket over it.

Her Face was pure, and at a glance, her demeanor was both innocent and alluring.

The space on the stairs was not large. The two were originally walking one after the other. Yu Zhiyi deliberately walked alongside him, making it feel particularly crowded.

After walking for a while, Jiang Nian stopped, unable to bear it any longer.

“You’re fat, you’re fat, you go first.”

“You’re the one who’s fat!” Yu Zhiyi’s fists clenched, and she couldn’t help but retort, “I’m actually very thin; you’re purely slandering me.”

“Ah.”

Downstairs, the two saw more students attending the meeting, so they joined the group heading to the administrative building.

“We are potential stocks,” Yu Zhiyi whispered to Jiang Nian in the crowd. “Are all these people too?”

“Probably, Potential Sister.”

Yu Zhiyi:

Jiang Nian’s gaze swept through the crowd but he didn’t see Song Xiyun. She was probably walking ahead, so he couldn’t help but quicken his pace.

“Let’s take the elevator later, I’m familiar with the administrative building,” Zhang Xiaofan said, leading the way for the three, appearing particularly eager.

“Students aren’t allowed to use the elevator, are they?” The speaker was a girl named Lu Xuan, wearing a thin, light-colored down jacket.

Her features were delicate, her figure tall, and her demeanor was like a high mountain flower.

“Who cares, we’ll deal with it if we get caught,” said the boy, Sheng Zeyang, with a cynical expression. “Let’s go up first, no need to be so tired.”

The two were from the same class, Class 2 of the Senior Three Liberal Arts Olympiad.

Their grades were in the upper-middle range in their class, and they happened to be called to the meeting together, while Zhang Xiaofan was just a casual friend of theirs.

“It’s fine, if there’s a leader, you two just go ahead,” Zhang Xiaofan patted his chest, speaking righteously.

Hearing this, Sheng Zeyang’s brows relaxed, and he said happily.

“Then thank you for your trouble.”

The girl hesitated for a moment, then also said.

“Thanks.”

Zhang Xiaofan smiled so wide his mouth almost reached his ears. He wasn’t fawning so diligently because he was cheap.

Rather, these two were connections from a higher circle that he found extremely difficult to make. He usually held them in high regard, wanting to serve them… but he never had the chance.

Sheng Zeyang came from a wealthy Family; his father had bought a house in the most expensive district in the city and owned five or six companies, with deep Family connections.

In contrast, Zhang Xiaofan was just from a small Family that owned a factory. He had some minor connections, but it was mainly about having a lot of money.

But unless money reached a certain level, it was still subject to various restrictions. Having money didn’t mean omnipotence.

Sheng Zeyang alone was enough for him to diligently try to befriend.

Not to mention Lu Xuan; money was not difficult for people like them to obtain. Even Sheng Zeyang had to respect Lu Xuan’s decisions.

The two had known each other since high school and had always had a good relationship.

Zhang Xiaofan, on the other hand, had met Lu Xuan through the fun-loving Sheng Zeyang. He occasionally went out with them, responsible for handling things.

The two had their own circle, but they couldn’t always stay in a small circle. At seventeen or eighteen, they were all at an age where they loved to have fun.

It was often at this time that Zhang Xiaofan’s role became prominent.

Finding people, finding venues, and accompanying the two to play.

The three walked towards the elevator. A few students had already taken the elevator up. So the three stood there, chatting and waiting.

As they spoke, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly saw Jiang Nian approaching from afar.

He instinctively gritted his teeth, wishing he could immediately return the humiliation he suffered that day. But when he thought of the other’s fighting ability, he immediately calmed down.

He thought of the “Happy Person Concession Principle,” telling himself that he had everything. Jiang Nian was a poor ghost, so he wouldn’t stoop to his level.

People don’t fight for their lives with stray dogs.

Thus, he retreated, full of superiority.

However, the change in his expression fell into the observant eyes of Lu Xuan. She turned to look at Jiang Nian, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The young man strode through the corridor, his back straight. His facial features were distinct, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and the corners of his eyes elongated.

His gaze swept indifferently over the three of them, his pupils very dark. Even though it was just a fleeting glance, there was still a feeling of having been watched.

He was handsome, but he also looked a bit familiar.

So, taking advantage of the wait for the elevator.

Lu Xuan asked, “Do you know that person?”

Zhang Xiaofan was flattered; Lu Xuan rarely spoke directly to him, at most offering simple responses, let alone asking a question proactively.

“I know him, his name is Jiang Nian. He used to be in the science regular class, but he was promoted to Olympiad Class 3 a while ago.”

“He’s quite arrogant and violent. He doesn’t have a very good personality, like he has a mental illness, difficult to get along with.”

Listening to Zhang Xiaofan’s extremely subjective, even somewhat biased, evaluation.

Lu Xuan’s eyelids twitched involuntarily. She was a person with her own opinions. She sensed the discord between the two and Zhang Xiaofan’s arrogance.

“He doesn’t have a very good personality, difficult to get along with.”

People always know themselves best; they can’t describe something they haven’t seen. Since Zhang Xiaofan said that, it was likely that Jiang Nian could overpower him.

This somewhat surprised Lu Xuan, as she had heard rumors about Zhang Xiaofan’s private conduct, which was quite domineering.

But the handsome young man who had just passed by could make Zhang Xiaofan give… such an evaluation.

“You said he’s in the Science Olympiad Class 3?” Sheng Zeyang raised an eyebrow, his expression a bit strange. “Are you sure you remember correctly?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Zhang Xiaofan said, bewildered, but he didn’t dare to ask more.

Lu Xuan glanced at Sheng Zeyang, seeing his strange expression. She was initially puzzled, but a few seconds later, she suddenly remembered.

Isn’t that person in Class 3?

Li Qingrong.

As soon as she thought of Li Qingrong, the trace of arrogance in Lu Xuan’s heart was completely smoothed out. She couldn’t be arrogant at all; she was completely crushed in every aspect.

She had heard a little about the ups and downs of the Li Family over the years, and naturally knew a bit about Li Qingrong’s past deeds.

The biggest incident among them was undoubtedly a certain conflict that was almost officially designated.

What exactly happened, she had only heard a few snippets from gossip. So many years had passed, and she no longer had any impression.

She turned her head elsewhere, thinking to herself that she would ask her uncle when she had time.

“Hey, Jiang Nian, slow down!” Yu Zhiyi ran past the elevator entrance, *thump, thump, thump*, creating a charming allure.

Zhang Xiaofan froze, mechanically turning his head to look at Yu Zhiyi who had already passed. Staring at her back, his eyes widened involuntarily.

Huh?

No, how did Jiang Nian know… such… such…

He experienced a moment of speechlessness, as if his brain had been eaten by a zombie. Could they be boyfriend and girlfriend? They didn’t look like it.

The two girls at the supper stall last time were clearly prettier, but if he had to choose, then again, her Face was actually…

Zhang Xiaofan was still brainstorming, his mindset already shifting from resentment to indignation.

Why!

Is being good-looking so amazing?

According to the Happy Person Concession Principle, he was the happier person. Richer, more… damn it!

Compared to Zhang Xiaofan, who was green with envy, Sheng Zeyang was only momentarily lost in thought, then smiled with interest.

Lu Xuan felt nothing, blinked, and her expression returned to calm.

“Why are you walking so fast?” Yu Zhiyi asked.

“Looking for someone,” Jiang Nian said truthfully.

Hearing this, Yu Zhiyi immediately realized he had an appointment. Her eyes widened, and she looked at him with an incredulous expression.

“Are you that excessive?”

“What?”

“Everyone else from the same class sits together, making it convenient to attend the meeting as a pair. Are you telling me I have to be alone later?”

“Yes.”

“Go to hell, you ungrateful wretch!” Yu Zhiyi exploded in Qi, couldn’t help but push him, and then went to find someone to accompany her.

Jiang Nian was indifferent to this.

He was going on a “date”; why was Yu Zhiyi making a fuss here?

The administrative building, up to the sixth floor.

Jiang Nian walked directly into the large conference room, his eyes instantly squinting from the dazzling white light. After a few seconds, he finally adjusted.

He searched the conference room for a while and found Song Xiyun in a corner by the window. She was sitting alone in a seat towards the middle-back, with a boy sitting next to her.

Jiang Nian’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he walked straight over.

“So you’re here.”

Song Xiyun was still wondering whether to change seats. She wanted to be further away from the boy next to her; she wasn’t familiar with him and didn’t really want to talk.

Yet, he was very talkative, chatting non-stop from the moment they left the classroom until now.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice.

She abruptly looked up and saw Jiang Nian standing beside her seat. His expression wasn’t happy; he was looking down at her.

“Ah?”

“What do you mean, ‘Ah’? Aren’t you happy to see me?” Jiang Nian pouted, thinking to himself that he was about to activate his “creditor” mode.

“No…” Song Xiyun lowered her head.

The boy from Class 4 found Jiang Nian somewhat familiar. He paused for a few seconds before recognizing Jiang Nian. He was immediately displeased but still asked.

“Do you want to sit here too?”

Jiang Nian didn’t answer him, just continued to stare at Song Xiyun.

“I want to sit in the back, what about you?”

Song Xiyun lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with the test paper. She took a deep breath and said in a very small voice.

“I… I also want to sit… in the back.”

“What a coincidence? Was it voluntary?” Jiang Nian asked with a smile, though his smile looked somewhat fierce.

“Yes… yes.” Song Xiyun nodded.

She then stood up with her head down, holding her homework, and was about to leave. She wasn’t paying attention and bumped directly into Jiang Nian.

“S-sorry.”

“It’s fine, I’m not a bad person,” Jiang Nian said, then turned to look at the boy, suddenly flashing a meaningful smile.

As the two left, Liao Shutao couldn’t help but clench his fists.

Jiang Nian’s meaningful smile pierced his heart. Its meaning was complex, encompassing many things.

Boasting, mocking… The conference room was very large, and people were still entering. On the conference room stage, a row of tables and chairs were covered with red cloth, and a row of microphones was set up.

“Ah, students, please find seats nearby. Try to sit together, and no one is allowed to sit in the back few rows.”

The two found a spot on the other side and sat down next to each other.

Song Xiyun sat down, still with her head bowed. Her gaze wandered over the test paper she had brought, like a hostage under duress.

Jiang Nian poked her arm, asking in confusion.

“Why are you so nervous?”

“N-not nervous.” Song Xiyun didn’t know Jiang Nian was also at the meeting, and his poke made her a little flustered.

Her rosy lips parted slightly, and to show she wasn’t nervous, she even raised her head and quickly glanced at Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian was amused by her; was he that scary?

“Was that guy just now from your class?”

“Mm,” Song Xiyun nodded.

“How’s your relationship? I think I offended him just now,” Jiang Nian scratched his Face. “Don’t let him ambush and beat me up after school tonight.”

Song Xiyun said, “Ah,” when she heard this.

“We’re not close, but he probably wouldn’t, and he also…”

She wanted to say that the other person couldn’t beat him either, but she didn’t want to extend the conversation to that topic. She knew very well that Jiang Nian was deliberately saying that.

“Alright, I misjudged a good person,” Jiang Nian said casually. “But what if he comes over later?”

“He might still want to sit next to you, saying it’s good to have someone from the same class for support or something.”

Song Xiyun was confused. She didn’t know that meetings also required answering questions.

She just said… this place is big.

Jiang Nian couldn’t stand it anymore and directly spoiled the correct answer.

“Just tell him to scram.”

Song Xiyun’s heart skipped a beat, and she shrank further into the other side of her chair.

“O-okay.”

“He’s here,” Jiang Nian said.

“Ah?” Song Xiyun finally panicked completely. She had never spoken harshly to a classmate, let alone… told someone to scram.

However, when she looked around, she realized Jiang Nian was tricking her.

::: Don’t bully me anymore.

Hearing this, Jiang Nian disagreed.

“No, your words…::

With a *ding*, the mission panel popped up. It indicated that his mission was complete, and the reward skill, 【Calculation】, was also officially effective.

Jiang Nian immediately stopped talking, activated 【Calculation】, and filled in the answer, asking.

“Song Xiyun, do you have a Family hereditary illness?”