Chapter 150: What? What could be unsafe about books?

During morning self-study, Zhang Ningzhi quietly asked,

“Do you drink this?”

Jiang Nian turned his head and saw a small box of fruit milk on Zhang Ningzhi’s desk. She extended her fair finger and slowly pushed the fruit milk to the edge of his desk.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen this campus scumbag’s signature item, a Sharp Weapon for breaking the ice.

“Yes,” Jiang Nian nodded.

Damn, it’s like a classic exam skin returning.

He used this thing to hook up…Pooh, to get to know Zhang Ningzhi back then. But at that time, he was just in a good mood and didn’t expect to encounter her again later.

A fleeting romance turned into classmates, then moving up to the same class. Later, they were in the same group, and finally, they even became deskmates.

In Naruto, this could be a two-episode flashback.

He took it, and just as he was about to open the straw, his good deskmate poked him again.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

Zhang Ningzhi looked serious and whispered,

“You can’t drink it now.”

“Why?” Jiang Nian was a bit dumbfounded.

Could something have been added to the fruit milk? So mysterious.

“If you get diarrhea after drinking it, it will affect your exam performance,” Zhang Ningzhi said earnestly. “So, it’s best to only drink pure water, and drink that after the exam.”

Jiang Nian also nodded seriously, making an OK gesture.

“Understood.”

Zhang Ningzhi took this exam very seriously, which could be described as a lion using its full strength to catch a rabbit. After all, it involved promotion to the next class, and she didn’t want to take even a one percent risk.

To put her at ease, Jiang Nian’s attitude was also very proper.

At the back of the classroom.

Yu Tongjie was calm and composed, loudly reciting common translation words for classical Chinese.

Last night, he missed the opportunity to grab a good spot for certain reasons. He didn’t move his books out until after the second class, originally thinking it would definitely be packed outside.

After all, a large group of people were frantically looking for places to put their books, and some boarding students even moved them back to their dorms.

To be honest, at that moment, he was a tiny bit panicked.

But soon, he calmed down. Because some day students didn’t want to bother, they simply placed their book baskets on the stairs, which was simply Genius!

Logically, the stairs were short, and the book baskets were large.

Placing them individually wouldn’t work well, but these people stacked them up floor by floor. It was like they built a new staircase out of book baskets, so the options increased.

Yu Tongjie’s books were placed on the stairs, and he easily found a spot. So, why were those people so anxious to grab a spot? Could the books possibly…

Halfway through morning self-study, on the empty staircase.

Yu Tongjie leaned against the wall, shrinking his body as he rummaged through his book basket for his exam stationery bag. As he searched, a fine layer of sweat gradually seeped onto his forehead.

Half of the stationery in the stationery bag was missing, and they were all Advanced stationery!

He cursed his bad luck internally, but since it had already happened, he could only accept it. As for moving books and changing spots, he had already given up; the Chinese exam was more important.

He’d move them at noon; anyway, only a few pens in the book basket were somewhat flashy. The rest were reference books, and high school seniors never lacked reference books.

Who would want them?

Shaking his head, Yu Tongjie walked back to the classroom with light steps.

Ring, ring, ring, the bell for the end of morning self-study rang.

The class stirred; some went to eat breakfast, others left their seats to go to the restroom.

Li Hua stood up, stretched in his seat, and turned to ask Jiang Nian,

“Going to the cafeteria?”

“No,” Jiang Nian said without lifting his head, still looking at essay templates.

If he couldn’t score over six hundred points, he wouldn’t be able to say to Zhou Yuting, “You garbage who can’t even score six hundred points.” Even if the hope was slim, he still wanted to try.

Don’t underestimate the bonds of hatred!

As soon as he thought of Zhou Yuting, Jiang Nian remembered the rich suitor Zhou Yuting was dating, the ugly rich suitor Liu Feipeng.

Jiang Nian believed that if Liu Feipeng’s face was as handsome as his own, Zhou Yuting would have given in long ago.

This was really not bragging; three hundred yuan a month in pocket money could still get him into social circles. He was practically the Bear Grylls of high school students, relying on his looks to some extent for a bit of easy living.

You could say he used to be a simp, but you couldn’t say he was making offerings.

What kind of offerings could three hundred yuan a month buy? At most, he occasionally bought Zhou Yuting bubble tea. Sometimes, at the end of the month, Zhou Yuting even had to contribute a little herself.

Poor people are like that; you can’t squeeze any oil out of them.

But as for benefiting, there wasn’t much. Liu Feipeng occasionally treated them, but Jiang Nian usually didn’t go, and if he did, he would be responsible for buying water or fruit.

So, Jiang Nian taking advantage of men was nonexistent; he only took a tiny bit of financial advantage of Zhou Yuting.

As a man of such principles, he owed Liu Feipeng nothing, only pure hatred. But because he didn’t usually see him, he didn’t think much about it.

If he could, he had also thought about using his two hundred thousand yuan in savings to severely humiliate Liu Feipeng.

After all, Liu Feipeng was only rich because of his father, with more pocket money. But no matter how much, did he also have two hundred thousand yuan he could freely spend?

Unless his father died today and the inheritance fell to him. Otherwise, before college, Young Master Liu would probably only live a tight life of a few thousand yuan a month.

As for the future, who could say for sure?

If he had millions when he started college, he’d be green with envy at that idiot.

Of course, this was just a thought; it wasn’t like a Dragon King returning. Such idiotic displays of wealth felt good when showing off, but afterward, he’d regret it, holding his head.

Li Hua left, taking Ma Guojun to the cafeteria.

Ten minutes later, the two returned smelling of chive pancakes. Li Hua wanted to come over and chat, but Jiang Nian directly pushed him away with a book.

“Get lost, get lost, you’re really despicable!”

In principle, self-study was supposed to continue until 8:30, and they could only leave the classroom half an hour before the exam started, but some people started heading to the exam hall around 8:15.

The classroom was bustling, with many people getting up to pack their things. Li Hua had already left; that guy only brought two pens and nothing else.

Ma Guojun had rhinitis and habitually carried a pack of tissues in his pocket. Jiang Nian saw it and snatched a small pack of tissues from his pocket, which made him heartbroken.

“Damn it, you’re just like Li Hua, always snatching even when you don’t need it!”

“That’s not right, if I don’t use it, can’t I give it to someone else?” Jiang Nian touched his face. “What if the person in front of my exam seat is a five-foot-tall white-haired loli with an Evil Eye?”

“Are you an idiot? Do you think this is Tokyo?” Ma Guojun grumbled.

Jiang Nian chuckled, looking indifferent. So what? Anyway, he had snatched a pack of Xin Xin Xiang Yin green tea tissues, and these were Advanced magic Materials.

Outside in the corridor, there were already one or two students from other classes waiting, curiously peeking into the classroom.

“Which exam room are you in?” Jiang Nian returned to his seat to get his things; he had already packed.

Zhang Ningzhi had been diligently reviewing during morning self-study and free study, and only now had time to pack her stationery bag. Hearing his voice, she put down what she was holding and looked up, saying,

“It’s in this building, 504, should be upstairs.”

“Alright, I’m in the Senior Two building, so I’ll go first—” Jiang Nian was still standing by his seat, holding his transparent stationery bag and mineral water, looking as if he was about to leave.

“Oh, okay, bye-bye.” Zhang Ningzhi waved, then thought for a moment and added, “Good luck!”

Jiang Nian smiled and nodded.

“Alright, good luck.”

Li Qingrong had already left, so Jiang Nian didn’t have to consider whether to go with the class monitor. Exams weren’t like dating, all wishy-washy.

Everyone had their own personality, which made getting along easier.

Yang Qiming was on his way to the exam hall, hurrying, and bumped into Jiang Nian at the staircase entrance. He almost tripped but was quickly caught by Jiang Nian.

“Thanks,” Yang Qiming immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Between Jiang Nian and Yang Qiming, aside from seeing him argue with his girlfriend at the milk tea shop and knowing about his misunderstanding with Lin Dong, there wasn’t much interaction.

“No problem, why do you look so bad? Like you haven’t slept all night.”

Hearing this, Yang Qiming couldn’t help but want to vent.

Last night, Huang Cailang snored all night, and everyone else in the dorm fell asleep, only he was awake, tormented by the snoring for half the night before finally falling asleep.

When he woke up in the morning and asked, damn it, he was the only one in the entire dorm who hadn’t slept well.

But since he and Jiang Nian were only nodding acquaintances, it wasn’t appropriate to say these things to him. Besides, Huang Cailang had been good to him; they were all like brothers.

Forget it.

“Ah, it’s nothing, just a bit of insomnia.” Yang Qiming walked down the stairs with Jiang Nian, parting ways on the first floor. “I’m off, my exam room is in the Senior One building.”

“Mm.” Jiang Nian walked towards the Senior Two building.

On the other side, Ma Guojun forgot to bring his 2B pencil and turned back to the classroom halfway to the exam hall.

Although buying a pen would be faster, it was only the Chinese exam first, so it didn’t matter. He wouldn’t be late, no need to waste money.

Even if he expended some energy, it wouldn’t affect the exam at all. If he couldn’t do Chinese, he couldn’t do it even with abundant energy; walking more might even make him perform better.

He finally climbed to the fourth floor, the big fatty panting from exhaustion.

“Damn, I’m exhausted.”

He slowly walked to the hallway entrance and found his book basket among a pile of book baskets. Suddenly, he felt extremely fortunate to have grabbed a good spot with Jiang Nian.

It had to be said, Jiang Nian really had something.

Otherwise, if the book basket was placed at the very inside or outside, either taking out books would be inconvenient, or the books would be unsafe.

What? What could be unsafe about books?

One can only say, they don’t know the dangers of the school, and the wickedness of human hearts. If you encounter some heartless son-of-a-bitch who sees your book basket and doesn’t like it, they’ll just kick it to pieces.

Are you going to check surveillance? Besides, this isn’t a corridor, there’s no surveillance.

Ma Guojun found his 2B pencil in the book basket and took another staircase down. His gaze casually swept over the book baskets on the stairs, and he was suddenly drawn by a capitalized “At”.

“Hmm?” Ma Guojun stopped, muttering to himself, “This character ‘At’ is written so ostentatiously, could it be that idiot Yu Tongjie’s?”

Thinking this, Ma Guojun bent down and flipped through the test papers, and indeed saw Yu Tongjie’s name.

“Why did this idiot put his book basket on the stairs? Isn’t he afraid of tripping people?”

Ma Guojun looked left and right; there was no one on the stairs. He felt a momentary tension in his heart, then decisively lifted his fat leg and gave the book basket a Nike kick!

Crack! A faint sound rang out!

It has to be said, the quality of Nike soles was really good; the book basket immediately split with a large crack.

Having done all this, the big fatty felt guilty and quickly slipped away down the stairs.