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As night fell, the bell for evening reading rang. Jiang Nian was hunched over his desk, doing a test paper, with the bright, thin light from above his head illuminating him. His soft, black hair covered his forehead, and the lines of his profile were clean and sharp. In the cold winter month of December, he was only wearing two thin layers of clothing. Li Qingrong reached out from the back desk and poked him. Her face was expressionless. She tilted her head slightly, revealing a puzzled…-
5.5 M • Ongoing
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Why is he acting so tsundere? No, how much food is there really? A few months ago, Jiang Nian was also a handsome guy with only three hundred pocket money a month. No matter how good he looked, he couldn't just conjure up money. Unless... the ducks know when the spring river warms. The prices at this restaurant didn't quite match him, and the basic reviews he'd heard about this place were from his classmates. The first time, he was unaware. He didn't have many friends before,…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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Li Qingrong paused for a moment, her expression quite surprised. "Thank you." She took the bracelet, feeling its smooth warmth in her hand. After playing with it for a few seconds, she put it on her wrist, which was as fair as frost and snow. "I really like it." "Alright," Jiang Nian stood up, and before leaving his seat, he touched Li Qingrong's wrist, "This style really suits you." First, touch; then, critique. Actually, Jiang Nian wasn't purely trying to…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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"Don't guys like to wear clothes when they sleep?" Li Qingrong murmured to herself, looking at the rather… intimate scene on the screen, causing her to silently avert her gaze. Jiang Nian didn't have a phone stand, so before going to bed, to avoid affecting the video, he propped his phone up against a tissue box. It was a fixed angle, in a way. But after he fell asleep, he accidentally knocked it over with a roll. The screen turned sideways, capturing a shot of his leg sticking…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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Evening self-study ended. Jiang Nian, carrying his bag, greeted Zhang Ningzhi, ready to go home, then glanced at Li Qingrong who was still packing up. "I'm leaving, okay?" Li Qingrong paused, looked up at him, pushed back a stray strand of hair, and gave a very solemn "Mm." After thinking for a moment, she lightly waved her hand. Zhang Ningzhi happened to see it and thought, "Oh my god, the Class Monitor is so cute. I'm not a green channel, but I still want to pinch…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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The Class Monitor is indeed very cute. She just can't take a joke. Once she feels speechless, or gets angry, she'll turn her head away, or simply lower her head to look at the exam paper. Jiang Nian suddenly had an idea, if... "Hm?" Li Qingrong looked puzzled. She didn't understand why Jiang Nian, in front of her, was sometimes sad and sometimes smirking. He looked like he had gone crazy from studying. Thinking of this, her gaze gradually became serious. There were…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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As Qingbao's words fell, many gazes in the classroom lifted. The second-generation class representative, Yu Zhiyi, was almost biting her sleeve to shreds. "Damn Jiang Nian, I'm the class representative!" "Qingbao is too much of a central air conditioner!" "There's already me!" Jiang Nian was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, thinking, "There's news so quickly." "Yay! Qingbao is the best!" His heart bloomed with joy, but his expression remained unchanged. On the verge of…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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It was the last self-study period of the afternoon. Yu Zhiyi looked up, and after a moment of confusion, her gaze instinctively locked onto Jiang Nian. "What are those people going to do?" "Play soccer," Yang Qiming turned and replied. "That bold?" Yu Zhiyi's eyes widened, and she unconsciously straightened her back, her ample bosom rising from the desk. From a relaxed state, they became tear-shaped. Clearly, compared to the actions of Jiang Nian and the…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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During the lunch break, the winter sun lingered in the corridor. The classroom, with only a few people, was silent. Only the rustling of pens on test papers could be heard, a whole period of peaceful time. Suddenly, Jiang Nian, who was writing a test paper, felt his right eyelid twitch violently. He paused and muttered, shaking his head. "Superstition." As soon as he finished speaking, his left eyelid twitched again. Jiang Nian was instantly overjoyed, a wide smile on his…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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In that instant, Zhou Yuting's hair stood on end. Jiang Nian just... looked at her, didn't he? She couldn't help but shrink her neck, her heart thumping. She thought, he wouldn't start holding a grudge again and mess with her, would he? Thinking about the jokes those people made at the KTV, and the depth Jiang Nian displayed, Zhou Yuting started to get scared. If it were in the old class, it wouldn't matter. But in Class Three, more than half of the people were clearly closer…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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