Chapter 128 The breakup story begins with a man.

“Those who are here, help those who aren’t yet move,” Old Liu thought for a moment, then corrected himself, “Next time, let’s change it to moving after school on Sunday noon.”

After speaking, Old Liu didn’t drag it out and simply left.

The classroom was bustling as students began moving their desks.

Li Hua held down Huang Fang’s desk, “Fangfang, Jiang Nian and I can help you guys move it. You just tidy up and grab your and Zhang Ningzhi’s chairs.”

Huang Fang, apparently used to this, nodded and said,

“Alright, thank you, team leader.”

Zhang Ningzhi had a lot of things, and her book basket was super heavy.

She used transparent storage boxes bought online, while Jiang Nian used a five-yuan plastic basket from the convenience store. Relatively speaking, the storage boxes were sturdier.

Moving desks was a bit troublesome, as Jiang Nian had to pass by the podium. Since the podium was quite narrow and people often took shortcuts through it, he grew irritable from waiting.

The weekly test wasn’t a major exam, so book baskets didn’t need to be moved outside the classroom. Only the desktops needed to be cleared; the book baskets moved with the desks.

Lifting the book basket with both hands, Jiang Nian felt no sensation of lifting a heavy object.

If the force were more concentrated, he felt he could even do it with one hand, lifting it easily. As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation, and the awesome rely on the System.

Phew, phew, phew, whose girlfriend is leaking air? He turned his head and saw Li Hua panting after moving a book basket.

“So weak?”

“What do you know? I’m faking it,” Li Hua straightened his back, talking tough.

Ma Guojun Ma Guojun’s new seat was just across the aisle from Li Hua’s group.

The desks had been moved, and the exam wasn’t starting that quickly, so the three of them simply went to chat in the hallway.

In autumn, it gets dark quickly, and the weather is more comfortable than in summer.

Ma Guojun couldn’t help but let out a lewd laugh, leaning towards Li Hua and adjusting his glasses.

“Why don’t you switch seats with that person in your group? Then we can chat.”

“Zhang Ningzhi? She hasn’t even arrived; we’d have to ask her directly,” Li Hua said, then turned to ask Jiang Nian, “Will she come for the test tonight?”

“She’s almost here; she should be around the school gate by now.”

Ma Guojun was shocked, “Holy crap, Jiang Nian knows that much?”

Jiang Nian leaned on the railing, looking completely unfazed.

“That’s what good friends are like. Someday, I’ll team up with Yao Beibei to isolate you two.”

“You and Zhang Ningzhi, are you two dating?” Ma Guojun lowered his voice, “We’re buddies, tell me quietly. Whoever leaks it is a dead man.”

“No, we’re just good friends,” Jiang Nian shook his head.

“Still pretending.”

“How should I put it? I can’t be in a relationship because I only have a little bit of money,” Jiang Nian turned to look at his two good’sons’, “I want to keep it for myself.”

“Damn it!”

“Damn it! You’re such a scumbag!”

Li Hua and Ma Guojun both cursed simultaneously, a million grass-mud horses galloping through their minds. What kind of abstract statement was that? Why didn’t he just go die!

After chatting for a while, the three of them entered the classroom together.

As Jiang Nian returned to his seat, his gaze swept over the back row and paused for a moment.

“Class Monitor?”

When he had just switched seats, he was so busy talking to Li Hua and Ma Guojun that he hadn’t noticed the changes in the back row.

Li Qingrong looked up at him and nodded.

“Mm.”

The Class Monitor is quite boring too; I should probably rein myself in a bit.

Although Li Qingrong’s skin was fair and translucent under the lights—truly delicate—and her looks were top-tier, if I were to show my perverted side…

For instance, if I couldn’t help but say some inappropriate things like, “Class Monitor, your skin is so good, I want to slurp, slurp,” I probably wouldn’t last long in this class.

After thinking about it, he also nodded and said nothing.

In the middle seat of the fifth row, Yu Tongjie stared blankly at his desk, lost in thought.

Things had deviated slightly from his plan. According to his assumption, Li Qingrong’s seat, moved back, should have been in the fourth row, which was in front of him.

Who would have thought that she also switched seats within her group, and was now sitting in front of and behind Jiang Nian?

Was it because she sat too far back and couldn’t see the blackboard clearly?

Yu Tongjie’s heart was a mix of emotions, and he clenched his fist, vowing to score over six hundred points by the end of the month. That way, he would be qualified to talk to the homeroom teacher and switch groups under the guise of academics.

Six hundred points, would he win?

Not long after, Zhang Ningzhi arrived late.

She carried her bag, walking quickly with her head down into the classroom. When she reached the third large group, she saw unfamiliar faces and was instantly bewildered, a thought popping into her head.

It’s over! Did I enter the wrong classroom?

At the classroom door, Huang Fang stood up and waved.

“Zhizhi, over here.”

For Zhang Ningzhi, Class Three was essentially a new class. Having been promoted a month ago, and being rather introverted, she hadn’t quite gotten to know everyone in the class.

Suddenly hearing Empress Fangfang’s voice, she was so touched she wanted to cry.

Good thing she didn’t go to the wrong class, otherwise it would have been a huge embarrassment.

She returned to the first group, and after the rearrangement, her seat was in the second row of the first large group, by the aisle. Li Hua was sitting on the inside, and Jiang Nian was still in the middle.

He rested his head on his hand, a smug smile still on his face, and said,

“Seats have been changed.”

Zhang Ningzhi was a bit unhappy, she pursed her lips and sat down, whispering,

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I wanted to stop you, but…” He spread his hands, “Who told you to rush so fast? I couldn’t even stop you. I thought someone left their rabbit hutch open.”

“Hmph, rabbits are cute too,” Zhang Ningzhi said.

“I think so too. I saw one last time and adopted it,” he said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi’s eyes immediately lit up, sparkling.

“You have a rabbit at home? How many? Can you send me pictures?”

Jiang Nian suddenly became bashful, “Not enough money, only adopted half a spicy rabbit.”

Zhang Ningzhi: “.”

How despicable.

“Nian, you truly are a living scoundrel!” Li Hua turned around and sharply criticized, “You ate rabbit and didn’t even save me some! I’ll fine you fifty today!”

“Don’t disturb my studies, day in and day out,” Jiang Nian directly stabbed him in the back, “Class Monitor, I report Li Hua for talking.”

Li Hua was scared stiff. Damn it, he forgot the Class Monitor was behind them.

Holy crap, Jiang Nian is a true scoundrel! Using a chicken feather as a decree!

Zhang Ningzhi also realized the Class Monitor was behind them, turned to glance, then quickly pulled her gaze back, turning around quietly with a cute “Oh my” expression.

Li Qingrong had no reaction, curiously glanced at their playful antics, and then lowered her head to continue reading her book.

A few minutes later, the Chinese class representative brought over a stack of test papers and answer sheets.

“Ahem, the exam will begin in ten minutes.”

The class began to consciously switch seats, just like last week, taking the exam according to their student numbers.

Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong’s seats were next to each other again, only this time it wasn’t front and back, but side by side. However, during an exam, people weren’t in the mood to care about such things, all busy scribbling on their papers.

Looking up again, it was already two hours later.

Jiang Nian wrote essays very quickly, belonging to the group of people in the class who finished Chinese test papers the fastest. High school argumentative essays have a formula, and there’s no need to make up stories about oneself being sick.

It’s formulaic, well, it’s formulaic writing.

Deconstructing the topic, solving the problem, writing the essay—argumentative essays, how should I put it, are useless. High school entrance exam essay scores are high, but they have nothing to do with literature and won’t be used later.

Commonly known as, utterly useless.

After quickly finishing with a few strokes, Jiang Nian resumed his traditional activity.

Pretending to look out the window, but actually staring at the Class Monitor. However, this staring required skill; he couldn’t focus, but rather relax his gaze like an idiot, and then subtly glance.

Li Qingrong was still writing the conclusion of her essay, usually a paragraph of a few dozen words. A proverb + the central argument, followed by an imperative sentence.

Suddenly feeling a certain gaze, she turned her head, where did this idiot in Class Three come from?

Oh, it’s Jiang Nian.

Then it’s fine.

Boys are quite strange, especially Jiang Nian and Li Hua’s group of boys. When they’re together, they’re either in heat or providing comic relief for the class all day long.

“What’s wrong?” Li Qingrong asked.

“Oh~” Jiang Nian pretended to be startled awake from a daze, “I finished too early and got bored, so I accidentally zoned out.”

This was a lie; in fact, he had used “Fatigue Immunity” once before the evening self-study. Otherwise, he couldn’t have finished the Chinese test paper in two hours and been here watching a high school girl.

Li Qingrong hummed in response and continued writing the last paragraph of her essay.

She picked up her pen, but hesitated to put it down.

Her mind was a bit muddled, so she turned and said,

“Can you not look at my essay?”

“Oh, oh, I’m sorry,” Jiang Nian consciously averted his gaze.

Girls all seem to dislike having their essays peeked at, like underwear, it’s a private matter. Boys are different; they can even go without underwear.

They enjoy sharing their bizarre essays with those around them, and everyone laughs. But if the score is too low, they’ll still break down when alone in their blankets at night.

He craned his neck and began to ogle Ma Guojun diagonally to his right, “Old Ma, Old Ma.”

“Let me see yours.”

There was no invigilator for the weekly test, and teachers all had meetings on the weekend. In the last half hour of the Chinese exam, the atmosphere in the classroom naturally became restless.

Cai Xiaoqing, the discipline committee member, tried to manage it twice, but seeing no effect, she stopped bothering.

Li Qingrong finished her essay, checked it three times, but still felt it wasn’t perfect. She pondered for a moment and concluded that it wasn’t the test paper’s problem.

The problem was Jiang Nian.

She turned and looked at Jiang Nian, whose body was almost flying out into the aisle just to chat.

Poke, poke.

Jiang Nian felt his left leg, which remained in his seat, being touched. He then saw Ma Guojun, with whom he was chatting, stiffen and immediately turn away.

His’son’ was afraid of his ‘father’ to the core.

He turned his head and saw Li Qingrong staring at him.

Jiang Nian tried to play dumb, “Class Monitor, what’s wrong?”

Li Qingrong, looking serious, pointed to her hair.

“I changed my hair tie.”

Huh? Jiang Nian was momentarily confused, his gaze drifting, then he gave a thumbs up.

“Looks good, excellent taste.”

For some reason, Jiang Nian saw a sense of relief in the Class Monitor’s eyes. No, woman, what do you take me for, a blessing wizard?

That being said, Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong weren’t close.

Although his thoughts were quite active, his speech was always proper and he didn’t dare to be presumptuous. After all, they had only played ball once and hadn’t even added each other on QQ.

Not to mention, the most Advanced form of communication, WeChat.

However, for now, Jiang Nian had no intention of proactively asking the Class Monitor for her QQ. It wasn’t some ‘loser theory’ where you could just add anyone in the class group, but rather…

The Class Monitor didn’t surf the internet, so he couldn’t use memes to start a conversation with her.

He could even imagine the chat scenario after adding the Class Monitor.

“Class Monitor, this is my QQ (crying laughing emoji)”

Not knowing what to say, he’d just put a crying laughing emoji and be done with it, and then the Class Monitor would reply with an “Mm.”

No topic, just adding QQ for a collection?

Collecting one hundred high school girl QQs, then showing off to roommates in college. Then being grilled by roommates, so you’re still single, is it because you have a hidden illness?

Time to hand in papers.

Li Hua and Zhang Ningzhi switched seats, hmm. Perhaps Zhang Ningzhi would be at a slight disadvantage seeing the blackboard during class. But overall, a seat by the wall was still a prime spot.

At least Zhang Ningzhi was happy.

Zeng You also switched seats with Huang Fang; he wanted to play on his phone and read novels. If he sat in the aisle seat, it would be useless, so he begged for a long time before she agreed to switch.

The sixth group, a mirror image reversal.

Jiang Nian sat in the middle, watching Li Hua, who was packing his bag and looking forward to the end of evening self-study. He kindly reminded him that this week they would have four evening self-study sessions.

Li Hua softly shattered, the light gone from his eyes.

Ma Guojun, across the aisle, pointed a plump, Doraemon-like finger at Li Hua.

“Hahaha, look at this idiot.”

In the brightly lit classroom, Yang Qiming lay on his desk, somewhat dejected.

In the afternoon at the bubble tea shop, his junior girlfriend had argued with him.

They were currently broken up, though it was only a unilateral breakup. The ‘bitch’ was waiting for him to grovel, then constantly beg her not to break up and to forgive him.

Wrong, what did he do wrong?

Oh, oh, it was an attitude problem, because he had a bad tone when she said Jiang Nian was handsome. Then the woman flipped out, started bringing up old issues, and finally threw out a line.

“You never xxxx! Every time xxxx!”

These inexplicable nonsense words really made him see red.

The woman immediately negated all his past kindness, as if he had committed a heinous crime, denying him as a person.

However, breaking up was impossible; he hadn’t found a replacement.

He was already in his third year of high school, so it was hard to find a replacement.

He’d just put up with it for now. He’d break up when she stopped letting him touch her, or when she found a replacement. In any case, he couldn’t get a reputation as a scumbag (scumbag), that could lead to trouble.

Ring, ring, ring. After evening self-study ended.

Yang Qiming watched Jiang Nian leave the classroom with his bag, and couldn’t help but recall the scene at the bubble tea shop that afternoon. He couldn’t help but sigh, this guy really plays around.

After washing up in the dorm, Lin Dong suddenly remembered yesterday’s topic.

He ran to Yang Qiming’s bed, grinning and asking with a tone that all boys understood,

“Qiming, how was your date today? Was it good?”

Yang Qiming rolled over on the top bunk, turning his back to Lin Dong, and muffled,

“Good my ass, we broke up.”

“Really broke up?”

“Huh? Dong Ge, you seem really happy?” Yang Qiming sat up, looking like ‘you little brat, something’s not right’, “Are you hoping I’d break up?”

“How could I? If you break up, where would we go to hear stories?” Lin Dong said dismissively, “What exactly happened? Tell us brothers.”

“Yeah, we absolutely won’t spread it around, there are no outsiders in the dorm,” his roommate echoed.

Yang Qiming rolled over, stroked his chin, and pondered for a while.

“Alright, the story has to start with Jiang Nian.”

“Jiang Nian? Did he cuckold you?”

“No, he just passed by, but for only five seconds.”

“Five seconds and he cuckolded you?”

“Pure love! No cuckolding! He probably wouldn’t even be interested in my girlfriend, the type who only has a good figure.”

The roommates were all stunned. A breakup story starting with a man, and you say this isn’t the beginning of a cuckolding plot?

Blah, blah, blah, Yang Qiming finished his narration, and Lin Dong and his roommates’ dorm instantly fell silent.