Chapter 217: Fencing is just my talent, and it’s also my hobby.

A group of people returned from their run, and as soon as they entered the classroom, they started taking off their clothes.

“Open the windows, open the windows!”

Teacher Xi still began with her classic “open the windows.” Other teachers would call for students to stand up when they entered, but Teacher Xi would always say “open the windows” as soon as she came in.

“It’s so hot!” Li Hua swaggered and rolled smoothly into the classroom door.

Jiang Nian, still helping at the podium, pinched his nose.

“Sweat, begone.”

“Damn, it’s a pity you didn’t enter the palace.” Li Hua suspected Jiang Nian had become “Teacher Xi-fied.” “Old Ma, this guy is unbelievably cheap.”

Bad reviews, Jiang Nian ignored them.

Anyway, there would be a segment later where people would be picked to perform a program, using an electronic turntable. It was said to be random, because almost no one could physically cheat.

Of course, except for Jiang Nian.

A little open isn’t open; if it’s not closed, it’s not open.

There were still five or six minutes until class started. Because a themed class meeting was about to be held, a large group of people gathered at the front of the classroom, chatting with Teacher Xi.

It was bustling, the sound like a pot of boiling water.

Among all the subject teachers, Teacher Xi’s popularity was astonishingly high.

Besides the unique sense of fashion of an English teacher, she also had the composure unique to an old artist. She loved to give out money, loved to chat about gossip, and was the life of the party among the teaching staff.

Teacher Xi was surrounded by the crowd. High school seniors were at an age of intense self-expression. As the saying goes, fencing is my talent, but being a jerk is also my hobby.

“Teacher, are there prizes for playing games?”

“Teacher, I report that Tao Ran’s psychology is extremely unhealthy.”

In an unnoticed corner, Jiang Nian was writing on the blackboard about mental health. He slowly copied from the Materials, as Teacher Xi said she needed to take photos when she hosted the event later.

Jiang Nian’s blackboard writing was average, not particularly good-looking, but neat, belonging to a conventional style.

He turned his head and saw Chen Yunyun standing by, watching him work, and immediately chuckled.

“Great, it’s the peeping kid, we’re saved.”

Chen Yunyun was a bit flustered by his awkwardness, and she slightly turned her head to look elsewhere. Under the platinum sunlight, a barely perceptible blush appeared on her cheeks.

“What peeping? I’m supervising your work.”

“A farmer, huh? There’s no need for that, I’ll still slack off.” Jiang Nian shook his hand, “I’m a bit tired of copying the Materials, you help me copy the rest.”

“Me?”

Chen Yunyun instinctively wanted to refuse, but Jiang Nian pulled her up. Before she could speak, a candy was slipped into her hand, and the pen and Materials were handed over.

“That’s how it is, come on, I’m going to take a leak.” Jiang Nian slipped away.

“Ah,” Chen Yunyun was stunned, but in the end, she could only purse her lips and turn to do his unfinished work.

In the hallway, Jiang Nian returned after relieving himself.

He noticed that the entire grade seemed to be holding mental health themed class meetings, and almost all were hosted by female teachers. Class Two next door was being organized by the Biology teacher, Zhong Qing.

Perhaps the leaders felt that psychology was too serious, so they sent a female comrade to handle it, as she would be more capable of such a task.

Zhong Qing was busily and orderly organizing the preparations before the class meeting. Even though it was a school assignment, she took it seriously, silently reciting her lines in her heart.

With a glance from the corner of her eye, she saw Jiang Nian standing outside the door.

It’s over, the bandit is here, we’re doomed.

Zhong Qing’s silent recitation of her lines abruptly stopped, and her eyes met the Rebellious Disciple outside the door.

All she saw in his eyes was a clear foolishness.

What is he doing here?

Forget it, just ignore him, pretend not to see him.

Two seconds passed, why is he still there?

Zhong Qing was a bit unable to hold it together. She thought, Jiang Nian wouldn’t really stay in Class Two and not leave, would he?

Given his personality, he might actually do something like that.

Zhong Qing didn’t want the Rebellious Disciple staring at her while she held the mental health themed class meeting, making her more and more introverted.

Thinking of this, she fished out a few fruit-filled candies from the prizes.

Then she walked out of the classroom, intending to offer them to Master Jiang Nian to get the Rebellious Disciple to leave.

Jiang Nian had planned to stand there until the class bell rang before leaving, it wasn’t that his filial piety had deteriorated.

It was just that he usually saw Teacher Qing looking so serious, so he was a bit curious how she would conduct a mental health themed class meeting. She couldn’t possibly maintain that usual demeanor, could she?

Suddenly, he saw Teacher Qing walking towards him, her Face no longer tense.

“Here you go, there won’t be any more.”

“Huh?” Jiang Nian was bewildered.

He got food again, but it wasn’t his intention.

Oh well, yay.

“Thank you, Teacher, I’ll head back now.” Jiang Nian thanked her and made to leave.

Turning around, he met Ji Jiayu’s gaze. Ever since she and her boyfriend transferred classes, the class had become more harmonious, so he simply ignored her.

Sorry, madam, your charm has dissipated.

Seeing Jiang Nian leave, Teacher Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to the podium.

Ring, ring, ring, the class bell rang.

Teacher Qing looked up, a soft smile, completely different from her usual expression, appearing on her Face.

“Alright, students, today we—”

Click!

A figure swayed in through the back door of Class Two, a thunderous opening!

He raised his hand and snapped a photo with a “pa.”

Teacher Qing froze for a second, but quickly continued her sentence.

At the same time, she felt even more speechless. The Rebellious Disciple was disliked by everyone; she had truly misjudged him back then.

Back in his class, Teacher Xi was also holding a mental health themed class meeting.

“Report!”

“Come in.” Teacher Xi let him in, continuing to speak about the pre-prepared class meeting content.

“Senior year is the most stressful period of high school life, and also the period of self-awareness…”

After returning to his seat, he poked Zhang Ningzhi’s arm.

“Want some candy?”

Zhang Ningzhi was curious, looking at the fruit gummy in his palm.

“Where did you get it?”

“The Biology teacher gave it to me. She’s holding a class meeting next door.” Jiang Nian gestured for her to hold out her hand. If she didn’t, he wouldn’t give it to her. In reality, he just wanted to use the same old trick.

“The Biology teacher?” Zhang Ningzhi whispered, recalling the serious Biology teacher.

She hadn’t expected Jiang Nian to have such a good relationship with the Biology teacher. But it was normal. His Biology grades improved so quickly, getting a few candies was nothing.

“Oh, then I want it.” She opened her fair, tender palm.

Instead of placing the candy, Jiang Nian held the fruit-filled gummy with five fingers, like the claw of a claw machine, slowly touching the bottom and then releasing.

A small cluster of fingers spread out like a lotus, brushing across Zhang Ningzhi’s soft, fair palm.

Zhang Ningzhi was startled, and her palm suddenly contracted.

“Ah—”

The words reached her lips, but remembering that this was in class, she swallowed them back down.

Jiang Nian was purely bullying her. With so many classmates around, it was fortunate that no one was paying attention to this corner by the wall, otherwise, she would have been socially dead in that instant.

She pursed her lips, just about to enjoy the candy.

Suddenly, she heard Jiang Nian’s inquiry again.

“Class monitor, want some candy?”

“Mm.”

Zhang Ningzhi suddenly didn’t want to look at the candy anymore, placing the gummy on the desk. Then, leaning against the wall, she looked up, pretending to be seriously listening to Teacher Xi’s themed class meeting.

Li Hua also received a candy, quite surprised.

“Won’t eating this send me to Hell?”

“Ah, yes.” Jiang Nian stroked his chin, lowering his voice, “What if I tell Yao Beibei that you said she was a Judo master last time?”

Upon hearing this, Li Hua’s hand trembled, and the candy rolled onto the desk with a clatter.

“Brother, spare me.”

“Kneel! Otherwise, no one in Heaven or on Earth can save you!” Jiang Nian seized the opportunity to chuckle, not daring to laugh loudly, afraid that Teacher Xi would make him stand outside.

She might not be so strict with others, after all, there’s an old saying.

It’s Chinese New Year.

Although today wasn’t Chinese New Year, a mental health themed class meeting was being held today. She would probably say something like, “For the sake of the class meeting’s Face, let’s just let it go.”

But for himself, it was an exception; he was going to be driven to depression.

Li Hua succumbed to the coercion, but on second thought, he didn’t seem to have said anything so Heaven-Defying.

“Judo master? Damn, didn’t you say that?”

The other party activated the “History Scroll” magic card.

On the podium, Teacher Xi was still showing her PPT, which was one of the essential procedures for a class meeting.

“Senior year is a period of youthful stirrings, and also the easiest time to fall in love. Especially in the three months leading up to the college entrance exam, many students will confess due to pressure.”

“Early romance is like a cupcake.”

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly saw Jiang Nian raise his hand, feeling a bit speechless.

“Didn’t you just go to the restroom?”

Jiang Nian stood up, fidgeting.

“Teacher, are you paying so much attention to me? I don’t want to go to the restroom; I just wanted to ask if there are cupcakes as prizes? You made me hungry with your talk.”

Teacher Xi was speechless. The last time she was this speechless was also because of Jiang Nian.

“No cupcakes, but you can try early romance.”

“Then forget it.” Jiang Nian waved his hand.

Bro, I’m already eating soft rice from my deskmate, and you’re talking about early romance? Besides getting my clothes all wet with saliva. My mistake, he prefers to lick others.

“Jiang Nian, do you have any early romance experiences to share with everyone?” Teacher Xi smiled mysteriously, “Or anyone you like, you can share with everyone.”

Upon hearing this, the class immediately started booing.

Zhang Ningzhi didn’t dare to look up, after all, she was too close to Jiang Nian. She was afraid of becoming collateral damage, and then the whole class would join in the booing. Just thinking about that scene, her Face was already turning red.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, “Not yet, I’ll work hard, Teacher.”

Teacher Xi didn’t intend to keep bothering Jiang Nian, just treating it as a small interlude to liven up the atmosphere. Reading from the PPT was indeed boring, but this segment couldn’t be skipped directly.

Zhou Yuting felt a little off when she heard Jiang Nian say “not yet.”

He really didn’t care anymore.

However, she didn’t pay much attention either. It was good that they were currently keeping to themselves. She wouldn’t actively bring up past matters, as both sides felt it was nothing to be proud of.

When Yu Zhiyi heard Jiang Nian deny it, she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes.

Who are you kidding?

Jiang Nian was truly something else; she didn’t want to comment.

She rubbed her shoulders, thinking that she absolutely had to buy it this noon. First, eat lunch, then go outside school during the lunch break, so as to avoid being seen by classmates.

Yao Beibei was so sleepy listening to the PPT that she quietly opened her phone on the desk.

Her Xiaohongshu name had changed again: 【Cute Little Girl Who Loves to Eat Chicken Stone Dipped Toes】. She quickly found the comments and replied to the idiot she was recently arguing with.

Named “Kick the Cripple’s Good Leg,” you could tell his IQ wasn’t high just by that. What era was this? Still using such bot IDs.

“Are you used to being bent over by your bros, can’t straighten your knees?”