Chapter 334: A Typical Pervert

“I’m saving you from deep water and scorching fire.”

“Thanks, but where did the water and fire come from? Do you have any clue?”

“?” Jiang Nian sent a question mark and typed, “Don’t say things I can’t understand. Lure Liu Feipeng out tomorrow.”

“What are you going to do?”

“What does that have to do with you? Just do your job,” Jiang Nian replied. “The old place. Say it’s a get-together before the Joint Exam.”

Zhou Yuting’s hand paused, feeling a bit unaccustomed to such an overbearing Jiang Nian.

“What if I can’t get him to come out?”

Jiang Nian: “(Smile) I don’t care.”

Instantly, Zhou Yuting’s face turned pale. She thought to herself that this guy was truly sick. The subtext was clearly that it didn’t matter who he took his anger out on.

But then again, better a dead Fellow Daoist than a dead me.

Tap, tap, tap. She typed her reply.

“I rejected Liu Feipeng before, but I promise I’ll do my best to lure him out.”

Sent.

After a few minutes, the other party still hadn’t replied.

In the classroom, Zhou Yuting was restless. She stared at her phone screen, biting her nails for a while, and after several minutes of frowning, she added another line.

“Since you’ve attacked them, you’re not allowed to attack me anymore, okay? (Awkward)”

However, another few minutes passed without a reply from Jiang Nian.

After a period of uneasy anxiety, her phone vibrated.

Jiang Nian: “(Smile).”

T

Evening Self-Study.

Yang Qiming was absent-minded, leaning over his desk tearing paper. The ripping sound caught the attention of everyone in the classroom.

He felt a bit embarrassed and gave it a forceful tear.

Rip!

Zhou Yuting was fed up. She was currently messaging Liu Feipeng to lure him out. She was brainstorming tactics in her head, only to be abruptly interrupted by Yang Qiming.

“What are you doing?”

The question was exactly what Yang Qiming wanted. He lowered his voice and said,

“I’m in love again.”

Upon hearing this, a flash of numbness crossed Zhou Yuting’s face as she squeezed out a smile.

“Congratulations.”

Inside, she couldn’t bring herself to laugh; instead, she couldn’t help but complain. What is this? Falling in love every three days.

Even a pregnant rabbit isn’t as frequent as you.

But speaking of which, Jiang Nian is quite frequent with his love affairs too. Who knows if one day there’ll be an extra person in class—New Student Number Zero!

Hey, why doesn’t the new student speak?

Is she naturally cold and aloof?

At the same time, Zhou Yuting also found the boys in this class a bit strange. They were both perverted and show-offs, constantly acting out in front of the girls.

For example, while walking…

A boy in front would suddenly perform a virtual between-the-legs crossover, then give a sunny smile and swagger away.

Jiang Nian was different—a pure pervert.

To be honest, Yu Zhiyi wasn’t exactly a saint either, right? Her attitude toward her was worlds apart from her attitude toward Jiang Nian.

Wait, why did she suddenly think of Jiang Nian?

Hate, hate, hate! Damn it, after finishing this job, I’ll stay far away from him. So damn unlucky! I’ll cut ties completely from now on!

By her ear, Yang Qiming’s lovestruck voice drifted over again.

“Ask for her QQ, don’t ask for her QQ, ask for her QQ…”

Hearing this, Zhou Yuting was dumbfounded.

You don’t even have her contact info, and you’re already in love? Is your love spread via spores? That’s way too off-putting!

Beside them, Huang Cailang chimed in at the right moment.

“Brother Yang, you’ve got this.”

Hearing this, Yang Qiming turned his head, eyes brimming with tears.

“Good brother!”

Zhou Yuting: “… You don’t even know her name, and you’ve already started loving her?”

Yang Qiming was stunned. After thinking hard for a while, he said, “She’s different.”

“Huh?” Yu Zhiyi heard the commotion, glanced at Yang Qiming, and chuckled, “How is she different?”

Yang Qiming thought for a moment and frowned.

“Exceedingly beautiful.”

“Ha, is she prettier than me then?” Yu Zhiyi asked with a beaming smile, not because she was interested in him, but purely to show off.

If a person doesn’t show off while they’re alive, then life has no meaning.

However, Yang Qiming nodded.

“Indeed, she is a bit prettier than you.”

Cough, cough, cough!!

Zhou Yuting couldn’t hold it in; her laughter burst into a violent coughing fit. Her face turned beet red, and she didn’t dare look at her best friend.

Yu Zhiyi’s face darkened. She gave him a dirty look and turned back around.

“Tch.”

Zhou Yuting regained her composure, feeling a bit awkward. So she couldn’t help but change the subject, asking her silly desk-mate.

“Cough, do you know which class she’s in?”

“She’s in the Liberal Arts Class. I tail… No, I saw her enter Room 501.” Yang Qiming had already begun fantasizing wildly.

On the other side, Sun Zhicheng heard this and couldn’t help but give a contemptuous laugh. “This is a typical case of someone who can no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy under the provocation of an ex-girlfriend.”

The two groups were neighbors and not far apart. Sun Zhicheng’s voice wasn’t loud, but it reached Yang Qiming’s ears clearly.

The latter was instantly enraged—his ex-girlfriend was his sore spot! With a boom, he stood up directly and pointed at Sun Zhicheng, shouting.

“Say that one more damn time!”

Half the class turned their heads, their expressions full of worry.

“Why are they arguing again?”

“I love watching people fight. Go on, fight!”

“Kick out the one stirring the pot! Are you even human?”

Jiang Nian didn’t look back; he was still solving problems. He was very busy this week, so he had to carve out a lot of extra time to get things done—not just for the target of 610, but also to… vent his frustrations.

To be honest, he wasn’t exactly a vengeful person. It had only been 128 days since he was ridiculed by Liu Feipeng and his gang during the summer break.

If he were to be more precise, it was 128 days, 22 hours… and 24 minutes.

Is it possible to be this petty? That’s so disgusting, right?

Yes, it is.

You’re so amazing, you’re so noble… Do you know how much I—wait, wrong script.

In short, what Jiang Nian wanted wasn’t to make a huge scene, crying and shouting.

“Why?”, “Why are you bullying me?”, “Give me an explanation!”, “I give up.”

Nor was it about being a master strategist, finding people to set up a trap.

He wanted to draw his bow like the dawn light on a frosted blade, riding out of Xianyang in the autumn wind.

Bully them back!

The only difference was that the roles of offense and defense had swapped.

The classroom was noisy, but it couldn’t shake Jiang Nian’s determination to avenge his humiliation. One lives to fight for their dignity. Fuck it.

Just as before a great battle, a sacrifice is needed for the flags.

Jiang Nian felt that his entry into the 600-point realm should have a beast to sacrifice to the flags. Thinking it over, Zhou Yuting was boring.

The only ones from the group that insulted him who hadn’t been paid back yet were Liu Feipeng and his gang.

Strike back at the beasts. Sacrifice them to the flags.

After the second period of Evening Self-Study.

Yao Beibei ran to the front row to play with Zhang Ningzhi, glancing at Jiang Nian who was writing problems. Her large eyes were full of confusion.

“What kind of provocation has he suffered?”

“No provocation, he’s just purely sick,” Li Hua stood up and stretched. “Little Jiang Nian, vainly attempting to challenge the Heavenly Emperor.”

“Who’s the Heavenly Emperor?” Yao Beibei asked curiously.

However, her expression, which didn’t seem faked, deeply wounded Li Hua’s self-esteem. He clutched his chest and said,

“Me, of course! Is it not obvious enough?”

“Hahaha!” Yao Beibei laughed without restraint, pointing at Li Hua. “What’s your score? You trash.”

A good burn, a one-shot kill.

Li Hua’s face turned beet red, and he fell into a state of hysterical frenzy. He pointed a finger at Yao Beibei, unable to speak.

“You!”

“What, did my words hurt you?” Yao Beibei patted Jiang Nian. “Old Nian, say something fair.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian put down his pen.

“First of all, Huang Beibei, what you said is wrong. ‘Fair’ is a typical gender discrimination. Why isn’t it ‘motherly fair’?”

“What else could it be? Just an off-putting woman,” Ma Guojun walked over.

Yao Beibei was pushed to the brink by these two going back and forth and cursed,

“Are you guys fucking sick!”

“Getting anxious?” Jiang Nian laughed and gestured for Ma Guojun to look.

“Typical gender discrimination. Don’t play with her anymore,” Ma Guojun said with a grin. “We’re not like that little-dick Li Hua.”

The phrase “little-dick” made Jiang Nian burst out laughing.

Yao Beibei couldn’t hold it in either. She originally wanted to pretend to be angry, but after trying to brew it for a moment, she just collapsed onto Zhizhi and roared with laughter.

“Hahaha, Li Hua’s little…”

“Eat shit! Eat shit!!” Someone was furious. Do you have any idea what kind of bullying I’m enduring? “A bunch of scumbags!”

A youth’s blush is more powerful than any curse word.

Jiang Nian and the others laughed together. Ma Guojun, the instigator, had a face that was almost splitting from smiling, while only Zhizhi remained hunched over her homework.

It’s just that one is stained by the company they keep; her trembling shoulders betrayed her. “XiaoHongShu warning! One more word and I’ll expose you there,” Jiang Nian added another blow, directly making Li Hua boil over with rage.

After school.

Jiang Nian received a message from Zhou Yuting, saying everything was arranged. It would be at the KTV they had visited before, at seven in the evening.

Zhou Yuting: “Can you get a leave of absence tomorrow night?”

Seeing this, a question mark couldn’t help but pop up over Jiang Nian’s head.

Why is this person suddenly concerned about my privacy? Was Zhou Yuting always this off-putting? I never noticed before.

In the hallway, he walked out with the flow of people leaving Evening Self-Study. With one hand, he typed a quick reply: “As if.”

Zhou Yuting: “????”

Jiang Nian was about to head down to the third floor and stuffed his phone directly into his pocket. He wouldn’t chat with Zhou Yuting on the way home to avoid any misunderstandings.

If it’s arranged, it’s arranged. So much chatter.

On the way home.

Xu Qianqian turned to look at Jiang Nian and couldn’t help but yawn.

“So sleepy. I’m going to bed early tonight.”

Jiang Nian also followed suit with a “yawn,” continuing the deception.

“Me too. I accidentally fell asleep during Evening Self-Study. I feel like I haven’t been able to muster any energy these past two days; my head feels empty.”

“It’s okay. If you’re tired, then rest,” Xu Qianqian showed an angelic smile. “Getting enough rest is also very important.”

Jiang Nian nodded and stretched, saying,

“Yeah, I think so too.”

Along the way, the two were full of smiles. If there were any bystanders, they would probably be scared witless by these two—it was too creepy in the middle of the night.

Mysterious smiles, one man and one woman.

Thud! Thud!

Another round of academic competition, currently in a stalemate.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Nian looked at his phone: 【Xu Qianqian is requesting a video call】.

His heart skipped a beat, and he rolled directly onto the bed. He messed up his hair, brewed his state for a few seconds, and only then clicked to accept the video. In the frame, Xu Qianqian was lying in bed wearing pink pajamas.

“Were you just asleep?”

“Are you sick?” Jiang Nian was a bit annoyed and couldn’t help but retort, “I was sleeping soundly and you woke me up.”

3

“Oh, oh. I just wanted to ask what time you’re getting up tomorrow morning?”

“I’m going to school at the last possible second tomorrow,” Jiang Nian said, speechless.

“Oh, oh. Okay then.” Xu Qianqian hung up the video, and then her brow furrowed. “Something’s not right. Jiang Nian is acting strange.”

She moved the small bed table over, draped a coat over her shoulders, turned on the light, and continued writing her test papers.

“I still can’t lose heart.”

On the other side, Jiang Nian tilted his head back and put two drops of eye drops into his eyes. He shook his head and continued to fight by the lamp.

“Just a little bit more. Comprehensive Science 240, Math 120, English 140, Chinese 110… Let’s go!”

Early the next morning,

The first thing Jiang Nian did when he woke up was grope for his phone. The blinding screen light came on. He glanced at the time and climbed out of bed.

It’s Thursday. Go, go, go!

He said silently to himself: two-day countdown to the Joint Exam.

It’s just that today is destined to be exceptionally busy. Not only does he have to take the Subject One exam in the morning, but he also has to go to the KTV in the evening to vent his anger.

Wash up, gurgle gurgle.

He packed up and went out, but when he didn’t see Xu Qianqian’s shoes outside the door across the hall, he was momentarily stunned.

Wait, sister, you…

That’s a bit off-putting.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Nian sat down in the classroom. He completed his daily task with the thermos and put Li Hua’s water card back in its original place.

He had his own water card, he just loved using Li Hua’s.

Then he would deliberately drop hints to hear a certain someone’s high-pitched explosion. That’s what you call a real ‘little-dick’ sound.

As dawn broke, more and more people filled the classroom.

It happened to be Chinese Morning Self-Study, so Jiang Nian took the opportunity to get a leave slip from Old Liu. When he returned, he stuffed it in his pocket, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Just as he sat down, Zhang Ningzhi asked.

“Leaving right after the first class?”