Chapter 200 Only chickens know how good his foundation is.

Chen Yunyun was extremely speechless, silently looking towards Green Wood Ridge in the distance.

This person is too realistic.

He had no interest in chatting, but as soon as online gaming was mentioned, he became interested.

But this is good, she could just trick him into coming. Otherwise, tomorrow’s parent-teacher conference would be too boring. As for playing games, she could sneak away midway.

Hehe, I’m so smart!

Mid-way through the lunch break, Jiang Nian received a message from Lin Dong.

“Damn it, I can’t get in through the main gate.”

Usually, after lunch break begins, the school gates are closed.

Lin Dong, carrying eleven cups of milk tea, was still standing outside the gate. He had missed the entry time while eating lunch.

However, this didn’t faze Location’s idea man in the slightest.

Jiang Nian was very experienced and typed back.

“You go around to the North Gate. Walk along the wall, and you’ll see a shared bicycle leaning against it. Climb over the wall using the bike; no one manages that side.”

Lin Dong was slightly worried about this.

“Brother Nian, how are you so skilled?”

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and replied.

“I heard it from others.”

“Oh, and if you really get caught, just say you’re from Class Four.”

Lin Dong looked thoughtful. Could he really be a Genius?

Class Three loyalists, all the blame goes to Class Four. So there’s no such thing as a peaceful life; it’s just that someone is carrying the burden for others.

North Gate, outside the wall.

Lin Dong looked at the towering wall, then at the small yellow bike leaning against it.

“Damn it, is this something a human can climb over?”

He picked up his phone, messaged Jiang Nian, but didn’t get a reply.

There were still fifty minutes until the lunch break ended and the gates reopened; he really didn’t want to wait that long.

Thinking of this, he silently opened his friends list and started calling for help.

Huang Cailang responded, “What’s up, Brother Dong?”

Lin Dong knew the dorm was locked at this time, but he still tried everything he could.

“I’m at the North Gate wall now; I can’t get in.”

After a while, Huang Cailang finally replied.

“Brother Dong, the dorm door is locked. (Image)”

Seeing this, Lin Dong had no choice but to briefly explain.

“I bought a box of milk tea, but unfortunately, I can’t get in. I originally planned for you to meet me, and I’d treat you to a cup too, but now it seems…”

Three seconds after the message was sent.

“Brother Dong, I’ll climb down the water pipe from the third floor.”

Lin Dong: “???”

Five minutes later, inside the wall.

“Here, Cailang.”

“Thanks, Brother Dong.” Huang Cailang wiped his hands, a simple smile on his face.

“No, I should be thanking you.” Lin Dong shook his head, his face solemn. “Cailang, my friend, you are the true hero.”

To be honest, when Lin Dong stood on the bike and watched Huang Cailang climb down from the third floor, he was, without exaggeration, completely stunned.

He felt like a naive recruit in front of Huang Cailang. If a zombie apocalypse ever broke out, he would definitely be the one (thumbs up).

Huang Cailang chuckled, took a sip of the milk tea, and his eyes narrowed.

Sweet and delicious.

After lunch break, in the hallway.

Jiang Nian, after using the restroom, leaned against the railing, enjoying the breeze, and listened to Lin Dong recount the midday events, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

“If you two had been caught, I wouldn’t know who would get a heavier sentence.”

Lin Dong was unconcerned about this.

“Let Fellow Daoist die, not the poor Daoist.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help but sigh.

Class Three truly is a den of evil. No, a gathering of heroes! No wonder Class Three’s grades are so good; everyone has eight hundred tricks up their sleeves.

Even the test creators can’t outsmart these bastards.

In the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi looked at the fruit tea on her desk.

“Who bought this?”

Li Hua was also a bit confused, as Ma Guojun and Yao Beibei also had some.

“Lin Dong said it seems Jiang Nian treated us.”

“Oh, alright.”

Zhang Ningzhi nodded. Turning her head, she saw a cup of fruit tea on the Class Monitor’s desk too. A straw was already inserted, clearly indicating that the Class Monitor had already had some.

She was stunned, thinking that Jiang Nian still had some conscience.

He just had a bit too much conscience.

She shook her head, put down the fruit tea, and went to find Yao Beibei.

As class was about to start.

Sun Zhicheng arrived at school just in time, having accidentally stumbled upon a mysterious website during lunch.

He had set an alarm, but still overslept.

He rushed all the way, practically running. The moment the bell rang, he dove into the senior building, scrambling up the stairs.

Old Liu was just about to go upstairs; the first class in the afternoon was his.

To be honest, it was a waste of time.

His face glowed with a Buddha-like radiance. “I’m here again to chant scriptures for all you Young Misses and Masters.”

Will they fall asleep?

Guaranteed sleep, a whole bunch will be sprawled out.

Old Liu didn’t care about this at all. Anyway, the leaders only cared about results. Even if his class’s Chinese scores weren’t good, were other classes’ scores much better?

What if other classes’ Chinese scores were very good?

The answer was also simple: put pressure on their total scores.

The college entrance exam looks at total scores; what’s the use of a high Chinese score?

If the total score isn’t high, no matter how good your Chinese is, you can only become a second-tier university student. When dorm buddies reminisce about the past, roommates will definitely be sarcastic.

“Oh, isn’t this the great writer from X University? You’re just different from us, huh? Full marks on the college entrance exam essay, but how come you’re still at the same school as us?”

“What’s the use of a good essay? Where’s your Nobel Prize-winning masterpiece?”

With Class Three’s kids scoring so high on their total scores, who else from other classes could calmly study Chinese?

This was an open scheme.

With a smack, someone bumped into him, rushing upwards.

“Hey, you student… Sun Zhicheng! What’s wrong with you?”

Sun Zhicheng was stunned. Holy crap, he bumped into the Homeroom Teacher.

But he knew very well at this moment that if he stopped, he would be finished. What to do, what to do? In his anxiety, a sudden burst of quick wit came to him, and he shouted.

“I can’t hold it in anymore, goodbye, Teacher!”

He rushed into the classroom and sat down. Sun Zhicheng hadn’t even caught his breath when he saw the milk tea on his desk.

“Who gave this?”

Lin Dong turned around and explained.

“Oh, Brother Nian treated our group.”

Jiang Nian?

Sun Zhicheng was stunned. He craned his neck and saw that Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe also had milk tea on their desks. He suddenly felt a bit sour; he wished he had treated them first.

He craned his neck again to look at Jiang Nian’s side, finding him still chatting with Zhang Ningzhi.

Damn, what a loser.

No, why was he thinking like this? He should be happy about it.

Faster, faster!

Go find someone other than Chen Yunyun to date soon, stop messing around.

He thought this as he took a sip of milk tea.

And it was actually quite delicious. Even if Jiang Nian gave it, it didn’t change the taste.

If Jiang Nian started dating early and upheld male virtues, he would bless him. Perhaps if he was in a good mood, giving him some betrothal gift fragments wouldn’t be out of the question.

Damn it, who told him to get promoted to this class!

Old Liu entered the classroom and called out for class to begin.

Vice Class Monitor and Discipline Committee Member Cai Xiaoqing called out’stand up,’ drawing the curtain on this ordinary yet incredibly sleepy afternoon, with the sounds of chairs being dragged around.

“Hello, Teacher~~”

“Please sit.” Old Liu made the same gesture as Zhang Wei.

“Thank you, Teacher~”

Honestly, even though Old Liu was thirty, he was still full of spirit. His eyes were clear, his voice resonant and powerful; he clearly looked like someone who could get things done.

In the System, without a good physique, you couldn’t advance.

Without grinding for seven or eight years, you still want to be a subject group leader? Still want to look up to a division-level cadre?

Go to bed.

Old Liu was different; he was an ambitious man. Of course, he also enjoyed teaching and nurturing, but advancement was also his hobby, a pure hobby.

His wife was richer than him, so he didn’t need to support the family.

He earned his own money and spent it himself.

At this point, Old Liu had already outrun most middle-aged people. High emotional intelligence meant no worries, low emotional intelligence meant he was living off his wife.

“Ah, there’s something to announce: tomorrow’s parent-teacher conference time has been moved up. The school leadership considered that some parents travel from townships, so they adjusted the parent-teacher conference time.”

“It’s changed from 2:30 PM to, ah, quiet down please, it’s changed to 9:30 AM on Sunday.”

Upon hearing this, the class became extremely restless.

“Teacher, Teacher! Does that mean tomorrow’s Sunday make-up class is canceled?”

“Holy crap, a day off?”

Old Liu tapped on the desk, and once the class quieted down, he said.

“The make-up class time has been moved to the afternoon. Remember not to be late.”

“Ah!!! No!”

“I’m definitely not coming tomorrow. Coming to school at noon will seriously make me want to die.”

Jiang Nian’s first thought was that he could sleep until ten again, then he suddenly remembered his agreement with Chen Yunyun during lunch break, but he didn’t care at all.

If he’s too sleepy, he’ll cancel. Not even Jesus could change that.

He could skip games, but sleep was essential.

Yay.

Sun Zhicheng didn’t feel much; his own father should have time to attend the parent-teacher conference. It would be great if he could get to know Chen Yunyun’s parents.

But how should he subtly hint to his old man at home?

He’d talk about it after he got home tonight. He hoped his father wouldn’t go night fishing tonight. Otherwise, let alone discussing it, he probably wouldn’t even see a shadow of him tomorrow.

Although his mother had opinions, his father didn’t care at all.

It’s said that when he loved fishing the most, he’d stand there, facing a dead fish with a hook in its mouth, refusing to leave. He’d pull out three incense sticks from his bag and stick them in, facing southeast.

Life and death were taken lightly; he still wanted to keep catching fish.

Sigh, I hope he doesn’t go wild tonight and acts like a good dad.

Be energetic tomorrow, don’t lose face.

An afternoon passed.

In the evening self-study classroom, there was a rustling sound, and everyone was restless.

Although they still had make-up classes tomorrow afternoon, and some people even had to come to school for the parent-teacher conference, at least they didn’t have to attend morning self-study.

No need to get up early, and no early morning classes.

For most boarding students, it meant a holiday morning. After all, they chose to board because their homes weren’t in the county town; who would casually come to a parent-teacher conference?

Only parents from some nearby large towns would attend somewhat; it was unrealistic for parents from more remote townships to rush over.

Zeng You breathed a sigh of relief, picked out a novel, and had already entered the holiday countdown. He planned to read from the first evening self-study class until 6 AM.

Then he’d sleep until 1:30 PM, wake up, wash his face, eat, and come to class.

Blissful.

Lin Dong had originally arranged to play basketball with Sun Zhicheng and Huang Cailang, and he had also invited people from other classes.

But Yang Qiming planned to go on a drinking binge and internet cafe trip tonight, and he casually invited Huang Cailang, offering to pay for internet and instant noodles, with unlimited beer.

Huang Cailang had never been to an internet cafe and hadn’t had alcohol in a long time. When he was tired from working in the countryside in the summer, his favorite thing to drink was a bottle of ice-cold beer, specifically for cooling down.

One gulp, and it went straight from his throat to his stomach, a cool shiver. He’d get a chill, and his whole body would feel refreshed.

Hearing about drinking, his saliva had already started to flow.

So, he politely declined Lin Dong.

Following Brother Yang meant beer, instant noodles, and internet access.

He used to not understand why those rich young masters in TV dramas always had a circle of sycophants around them. Now he understood; these weren’t young masters at all.

They were practically biological fathers.

There were good things to eat and fun things to do; what was wrong with helping out a bit?

Sun Zhicheng agreed; he was already attending the parent-teacher conference tomorrow.

Playing basketball early in the morning would be like morning exercise.

The sky was dimly lit, boys played basketball, and the thin morning mist hadn’t dispersed. The boys were already soaked with sweat, their hair damp—it was a great opportunity to show off their charm.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously invited Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe.

“Brother Dong is inviting us to play basketball tomorrow. Are you guys playing?”

Chen Yunyun heard this and subconsciously shook her head, refusing.

“I need to sleep.”

Wang Yuhe didn’t want to play with weaklings; she might beat Sun Zhicheng too badly. What if he secretly complained to her parents during the parent-teacher conference?

“No, you’re too bad. I’m playing games with Jiang Nian tomorrow.”

Sun Zhicheng felt a pang of pain; they were in the same group, yet she was so heartless.

“Alright.”

Wait, who was she playing games with?

“The rising sun. The sunrise is most beautiful then. I plan to climb Green Wood Ridge tonight to watch the sunrise.” Zhou Yuting covered her mouth, chatting quietly with the girl in the front seat.

“Wow, Yuting, are you really going to watch the sunrise?” The girl in the front seat looked envious. “Your mom actually agreed? Who are you going with?”

“Oh, with a few friends from the city.” Zhou Yuting tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Yuting, you have so many friends, you’re so amazing.” The girl focused on providing emotional value, constantly praising her. “Are they boys or girls? Are they good-looking?”

“There are both boys and girls, just ordinary friends.” Zhou Yuting’s face was full of a superior expression, looking very much like a bitch. “It’s just to watch the sunrise.”

Jiang Nian heard Zhou Yuting’s voice from several rows away and thought to himself that tomorrow would be cloudy.

Watch your mother’s sunrise, you idiot!

And friends from the city, is the air sweeter in the city’s middle schools? Alright, I admit I’m a bit jealous, but Your Excellency’s friends must also be idiots.

Why so assertive?

Because Jiang Nian himself used to get along quite well with Zhou Yuting. He admitted he wasn’t a good person, so Zhou Yuting’s friends naturally wouldn’t be without flaws either.

Anyone who says otherwise, arrest them all.

Perhaps having adapted to Class Three’s environment, Zhou Yuting was becoming increasingly adept at playing the Young Miss persona, feigning surprise as she said.

“Guliping, your family actually has live chickens? I’m most afraid of roosters.”

Suddenly, Zhou Yuting’s deskmate, Yang Qiming, had a whim and imitated a rooster crowing in a falsetto voice.

“Oh oh oh!!!~~~”

The sound was remarkably lifelike, long and drawn out.

Only a chicken would know how good his foundation was; even hens would be wet from listening.

Zhou Yuting was directly stunned by the rooster crowing in her ear, her mind a blank.

Instantly, the entire class fell silent.

Then, the class erupted in laughter.

A small Olympiad Class Three could actually possess so many Crouching Dragons and Phoenixes at the same time.

Jiang Nian said, “He imitated it quite well.”

Xi Bao from the next class, who was having evening self-study, poked her head in the doorway, looking bewildered.

“Who brought a chicken into the classroom?”

Friendship recommendation: “After Rebirth, I Became My Childhood Sweetheart’s White Moonlight”

After a failed blind date, thirty-eight-year-old diamond bachelor Jiang Shu unfortunately underwent Rebirth, opening his eyes to find himself in kindergarten.

When he calmly faced it, he discovered that the counterattack System had arrived thirteen years early.

【Detecting that the host is 18 years old, System officially activated】

Jiang Shu was furious: “I’m in kindergarten, and you’re telling me I’m 18 years old?”

【Help the high-cold goddess with a bad temper get rid of her pursuers】

【Take advantage of the White Moonlight’s physically weak period】

【Forcefully corner the spoiled Young Miss, unexpectedly discovering a side of her unknown to others】

Jiang Shu looked at the task list and fell into deep thought.

When the former high-cold goddess, White Moonlight, and spoiled Young Miss appeared before him one by one in their childhood forms, Jiang Shu, relying on the information asymmetry, began the process of quickly completing tasks.

Until eighteen years later, Jiang Shu, who had grown into an all-around male god, looked at the three beautiful Young Misses in front of him, who declared they would marry no one but him, and began to ponder where things had gone wrong.