Chapter Index

    When Ma Guojun, Ma Guojun, entered the classroom, he found Li Hua lying on his desk in frustration, wiggling his butt.

    He couldn’t resist, reaching out and giving him a heavy pat.

    The next second, Li Hua’s sharp shriek followed.

    “Old Ma, are you sick?!”

    Ma Guojun grinned, then turned to Jiang Nian and asked,

    “What’s this scoundrel going crazy about so early in the morning?”

    Jiang Nian shot Li Hua a glance and spat out, “I don’t know. I find it hard to understand the mindset of a low-scoring guy like him.”

    “red stone, red stone!” Li Hua climbed off his desk and grabbed Jiang Nian’s collar. “Is a few points higher really that much higher?”

    Jiang Nian brushed his hand away, speaking indifferently.

    “Rounding up, it’s ten points ahead. But I’m not an expert in this area, so it should be about fifty points higher than you.”

    “What are you talking about?!” Li Hua grew anxious.

    “You’re treating these points like a Pinduoduo bargain, aren’t you! But then again, are you even a user?”

    Watching Li Hua’s ever-changing expressions, everyone in the sixth group laughed.

    “Group leader, I have one more point than you.” Huang Fang suddenly turned her head, hesitantly delivering the final blow.

    Li Hua: “…”

    Morning self-study.

    A wisp of morning sun slowly rose from the front of the teaching building, entering the classroom through the window.

    Li Qingrong rested one hand on her desk, lightly flipping through the pages of her book. The sunlight streamed in from the side, dyeing her pupils golden.

    Her high ponytail trembled slightly, every strand of hair illuminated by the sunlight.

    She was in a good mood, perhaps because of the inexplicable conversation during last night’s self-study, but she truly had no worries.

    Or rather, she used to, but now she temporarily didn’t.

    If it were someone else, they might already be fretting over gains and losses. But Li Qingrong’s 鈍ness was long-standing, almost a habit.

    It wasn’t like this before.

    It was just the drastic changes of these past few years that affected her like a rollercoaster. From one extreme, she was taken to another.

    Being in adolescence, it also had some impact on her personality, or to put it bluntly,

    The impact was significant.

    After morning self-study.

    Li Qingrong saw Jiang Nian take out his phone and secretly message someone under the desk.

    It wasn’t that she deliberately peeked; it was that Jiang Nian didn’t hide it at all. After sending it, he showed it to her once he received a reply.

    “After the first class, I’m taking a leave of absence for a bit, okay?”

    Li Qingrong glanced at it, didn’t ask what he was taking leave for, and just nodded.

    “Mm.”

    In reality, she didn’t need her permission.

    He just needed to show Cai Xiaoqing before leaving, as for the class monitor… it was purely for entertainment; the ‘Holy Emperor’ didn’t meddle in trivial matters.

    Qian Bao entered the classroom just as the class bell rang, still with her classic ‘open three windows’ routine, then scanned the class with a frown and hands on her hips.

    “Why does everyone look so listless?”

    Jiang Nian scratched his neck; he was also one of the’spiritless’ army. He woke up too early this morning and didn’t get enough sleep.

    And the precious 【Healing】 skill had to be saved for the afternoon comprehensive science class.

    Was doing this a bit too formalistic?

    But then again.

    As everyone knows, ten minutes of sleep in the classroom is equivalent to an hour at home. When you’re not too tired, you’ll only get sleepier the more you sleep.

    Although a scientific schedule is important, as an old student of nine-year compulsory education, does one need an expert to teach them how to sleep?

    As the saying goes, a qualified old electrician knows whether there’s electricity just by touching it.

    Sorry, Qian Bao, I have to sleep a bit during your class.

    Jiang Nian was the first to lie down on his desk, immediately entering hibernation. However, he was quickly spotted by the sharp-eyed Qian Bao, who nevertheless ignored him.

    The ‘bad woman’ found a random excuse and called on the drowsy Li Hua.

    Li Hua wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, then glanced at Jiang Nian, who was sleeping next to him, and couldn’t help but feel utterly disgusted.

    He didn’t report him, not because he, Li, was a man of great loyalty, but because this trick was useless against a 140-point slacker like Jiang Nian.

    Ms. Qian would only retort, “Then what was your English score on the last joint exam?”

    So, he remained silent, simply taking his book and walking to the back of the classroom. As if returning home, he leaned against the cold blackboard.

    Equally letting out a comfortable groan was Sun Zhicheng, who had voluntarily come to stand at the back of the classroom to stay awake for class.

    The two exchanged glances, felt awkward, and then silently looked away.

    At the podium.

    Qian Bao clapped her hands, asking if anyone was willing to voluntarily perform a show. In a Chinese classroom, there were no shows, only ‘hardcore’ performances.

    The answer was naturally negative; all the officials in the court mumbled and hesitated.

    “Why are you shy? Doesn’t your class have to report a New Year’s Eve party performance at the end of the month?” Qian Bao massaged her forehead, feeling a bit speechless.

    “Teacher, each class only needs to report one performance.” The English class representative spoke up, “If it really doesn’t work, we can just do a chorus.”

    Qian Bao: “…”

    When it came to fooling around, teachers really couldn’t outdo students.

    But Qian Bao’s goal was achieved.

    The originally lifeless class was energized by her mention of the New Year’s Eve party, and people in the class began to discuss animatedly.

    “Is this party going to be held in the afternoon? It would be great if it was in the afternoon; there’s no atmosphere at all in the morning.”

    “Doesn’t that mean a whole day off? We don’t have to come, right?”

    “I’m definitely taking leave. The performances are incredibly boring. Sitting on the playground in the wind, what else is there to do besides just sitting there playing on your phone?”

    “Um… Will our class’s psychological counselor be performing?”

    “If there’s no performance, she and the cultural commissioner will have to go, right?”

    The psychological counselor, a certain Yu, who was at the center of the discussion, merely smiled silently upon hearing this and put on her rarely used glasses.

    Watashi, I’m not that kind of woman anymore, you know.

    What gibberish are you spouting? You Japanese woman!

    Yu Zhiyi sneered, adjusting her glasses, which symbolized culture and pretentiousness, thinking to herself that she was already the biology class representative.

    Sumimasen, the psychological counselor is not doing it anymore.

    Of course, she didn’t say it out loud. After all, the feeling of having two positions was quite satisfying; two positions directly.

    So exhilarating!

    The psychological counselor usually didn’t have much to do, at most, she was responsible for receiving psychological newspapers.

    Furthermore, it was about organizing such events that required performances with the cultural commissioner. In reality, the tasks for the third year of high school were not about moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor education. There was no need to showcase anything; just reporting a random performance would suffice.

    Therefore, as long as no one raised objections, she could hold both positions for a long time.

    But then again, being a psychological counselor was purely for fun. If you wanted real, tangible benefits, it had to be the biology class representative.

    After all, as Qing Bao’s carefully selected No. 002, improvement in biology scores meant a big improvement in comprehensive science.

    The title of Qing Bao originally belonged to Jiang Nian, but Yu Zhiyi secretly ‘Koreanized’ it for her own use.

    And honestly, NTR felt pretty good.

    She planned to fiercely contend with Jiang Nian once she had solidified her position as biology class representative. “I am the Empress!”

    For now, she still had to flatter him.

    Jiang Nian was woken by the discussions and squinted at Zhang Ningzhi beside him. Seeing her eavesdropping, he couldn’t help but laugh.

    “Did the teacher say what date the New Year’s Eve party is this month?”

    Zhang Ningzhi heard him and honestly replied.

    “She did say, around the twenty-fifth. But she said it wasn’t definite, and it might be postponed to the twenty-seventh or twenty-eighth.”

    “Isn’t that great?” Li Hua walked directly from the back row to chat. “Anyway, on New Year’s Eve,

    Our class still has one.”

    “After watching the school’s performance, our class will have another one two days later. That whole week will be exams, then going over test papers, which means no classes.”

    Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but manually give Li Hua a thumbs up.

    “You’re quite the planner, kid.”

    “That’s right, I rely on this to get by.” Li Hua was quite pleased. After December, it would be time to count down the days to Chinese New Year.

    High school life is only tough in two places.

    A super perverted middle school under a certain northern model, and… the Douyin comment section.

    Once you truly adapt, it’s actually like working in a factory screwing in bolts. Standing for twelve hours a day, you can only say it’s so-so.

    Since class ultimately had to resume, Qian Bao quickly called a halt to the discussion.

    This was the luxury of an experienced teacher; she both enlivened the classroom atmosphere and ‘fished’ for a few minutes, winning from start to finish.

    Unfortunately, Jiang Nian snuck out during the second class.

    Before leaving, he didn’t forget to greet Zhang Ningzhi. This was to prevent her from grumbling and questioning him afterwards.

    “Forgot to tell me?”

    “How come you didn’t forget the class monitor?”

    Xiaoqi Zhi naturally had a knack for being sarcastic, and Jiang Nian didn’t want to experience it a second time, so he could only honestly report.

    Finally, he greeted Cai Xiaoqing before leaving.

    School gate.

    Jiang Nian pulled out his leave slip from his pocket and handed it to the security guard. The guard glanced at it and let him pass, waving him through.

    He stepped through the school gate, and behind him, the bell for class rang.

    Nine o’clock, the sunlight was slightly thin.

    Jiang Nian stood on the slightly shaded street side outside the school gate, scrolling on his phone for a while, and received a message from his coach.

    The general gist was asking if he had time next week, that there was no problem with accumulating teaching hours there, and he could prepare to register for Subject Two.

    He replied with an ‘okay,’ estimating that he could finish Subjects Three and Four before the end of this month and then successfully get his driver’s license.

    Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard faint footsteps behind him.

    He turned around and indeed saw a shocked Song Xiyun.

    “You… why are you here?” The girl’s eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost. “Jiang Nian,

    Are you also taking leave?”

    “It’s not leave; Sister Zhao asked me to take you to the hospital for a check-up.” Jiang Nian snapped his fingers, unable to resist a sly smile.

    According to the law of conservation of smiles, Song Xiyun did not smile.

    “Huh? My mom didn’t tell me…” The girl pulled out her phone, made a call, and after connecting, she was stunned by what she heard.

    After hanging up, Song Xiyun turned to walk back into the school.

    Just as she lifted her foot, Jiang Nian’s unhurried voice came from behind her, carrying a strong seductive quality, like a devil’s whisper.

    “It’s free. It’d be a waste not to use it.”

    The girl’s raised foot, quite uncooperatively, was forcibly pulled back.

    “The free ones are the most expensive!”

    She said this, but her body was very honest. She still held a sliver of hope, wanting to hear what Jiang Nian would ultimately say.

    “It’s a welfare program organized by the unit’s family members and the hospital’s internal staff. No matter how expensive, the state pays for it.” Jiang Nian rolled his eyes.

    “Logically speaking, only designated people can enjoy it. But I also know people at the hospital, so…” Song Xiyun was persuaded, mainly because she had originally planned to get a free physical, but she had thought her mother would take her.

    Having Jiang Nian take her was not unacceptable.

    It’s just…

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