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Mr. Jie still used the same old routine: interrogation and warning. He verbally claimed not to care, but then threatened to call the police, to have his friends trace IP addresses, and vowed to unearth the person behind this 'clown'. Jiang Nian looked at his phone and couldn't help but laugh. Who would he find to investigate? The police? Honestly, putting aside whether Squirtle could find connections or not... Even if he did, so what? This alternate account's real-name verification…-
5.5 M • Ongoing
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“Luo Yong, six votes!” Looking at the five capital 'Zheng' characters on the blackboard, the young man's face was expressionless, a hint of self-mockery on his lips. He clenched his fist, and due to the force, his slightly sharp nails dug into his flesh, causing a piercing pain. Luo Yong, Six Dou Qi. No. No, buddy. Six votes? Luo Yong himself was a bit stunned. There were over sixty 'living fathers' in the class. He had bribed four people to canvass for him in the afternoon, but he…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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The first period of evening self-study was Chinese class, and Old Liu arrived late. “Alright, everyone, stop for a moment.” Jiang Nian looked up, knowing that Old Liu was about to select the Mental Health Representative. However, he had no interest in the position of Mental Health Representative. Jiang Nian knew himself well; he was not the backbone of the class, but rather a black sheep of the collective. Before being selected as Mental Health Representative, he was a priest…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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The truth proves that people only laugh when they are extremely speechless. Inside the barbershop. Sun Zhicheng looked at his rare, oily, shiny head in the mirror and couldn't stop laughing wildly. The apprentice looked at the trembling 'winter melon' in front of him, somewhat troubled. "Handsome guy, don't move around, okay?" Sun Zhicheng wanted to suddenly stand up and curse at the barbershop. He wanted to instantly go berserk, smash this broken shop, and make this black-hearted boss…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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Afternoon, self-study period. Yao Beibei and Jiang Nian swapped seats, and Jiang Nian looked around. It was truly a gathering of both young and old, with all the talented individuals present. In front was Yu Zhiyi, and diagonally to the left was Zhou Yuting. Next to her were Yang Qiming and Huang Cailang, and across an aisle from their group were Lin Dong, Sun Zhicheng, and their team. To his right, one row over, was Yu Tongjie, who was bent over, doing his…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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She was naturally unwilling to admit defeat, biting her lower lip. "I'll try my best; the monthly exam is very soon." Jiang Nian didn't respond, eating with his head down. After a while, he finished eating, then turned to look at Lin Yuxi, who was slowly picking at her food. "You're first in your class; have you already made a self-study plan?" "Ah?" Lin Yuxi was stunned, but didn't want to admit it. "No, no, I've always diligently followed the teacher's pace." Jiang Nian's lips…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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Jiang Nian was standing in line at the teaching building's cafeteria and didn't see Xu Qianqian and her friends. When he turned his head, he did see people from his class. "Hey, you, let me cut in line." "Get lost!" Yu Zhiyi, who was queuing diagonally opposite Jiang Nian, crossed her arms. "You're the one who's annoying. I've seen through you; you just love to criticize people." "Tch." Jiang Nian didn't care and continued to play on his phone. He actually... Never…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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Li Hua's face was full of excitement; these silly kids all looked the same. "Say it, quick, say it." At the podium, Cai Xiaoqing scanned the classroom and spoke. "We need two taller boys with loud voices. They'll go with a few of us class cadres to Class Four to deliver a challenge. Who is willing to volunteer?" Here it comes! Li Hua suddenly stood up, pulling Jiang Nian up with him. "We'll go!" Jiang Nian was still taking off his jacket, and he was pulled up, jacket and…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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The street was deserted, most of the shops on both sides were closed, and the orange streetlights cast a dim, yellow halo. Jiang Nian walked under a streetlight, his shadow lengthening then shortening. "After all that talk, Xu Shao, you're not a class officer?" "Are you?" she retorted. "Ahem, give it time," Jiang Nian prevaricated, "I observe that our class's biology representative is lazy, addicted to male beauty; I will surely replace him." "Your biology representative is a girl?" "He's…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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What did 400 yuan mean to a high school student? Zeng Yunde, the vanguard scout of the Zhang Family Army, said. "The 400 yuan budget Little Fan Brother gave me, I'll spend it constructively. I'll take 300 for myself, and spend 100 to buy important information. Good steel must be used on the blade." After this was done, he would net 300. Before the bell rang, he rushed to find someone to inquire about Jiang Nian's class. It cost 0 yuan, but he would report 50 yuan, noting it down in his…
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5.5 M • Ongoing
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