Chapter Index

    Upon hearing the three words “South Jiang Bay,” Jiang Nian, who was seated, immediately felt his eyelids twitch. A portion of the students from the local county town couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh~~~!!!”

    “Wow, South Jiang Bay, a large flat on the river!”

    “Holy cow, what Young Miss coming to life!”

    South Jiang Bay is the most expensive property in the county town. Though not directly by the river, it offers a view of the South Jiang River. A bare apartment at its Peak costs 800,000, and soft furnishings depend on personal taste, but at least 200,000 is needed.

    Although this price can’t even buy a toilet in Modu, it’s already top-tier in Zhennan County. Country Garden is only a little over 5,000 per square meter, while South Jiang Bay is almost 8,000.

    People who can afford a house in South Jiang Bay are not few, but they are definitely a rarity in one class.

    Zhang Ningzhi’s face flushed. Facing the teasing of her classmates, she lowered her head and quickly came down, pulling out her English textbook, holding a pen in her hand, afraid to look up.

    The two were assigned to the middle of the third group, filling in for two different small groups. By chance, Jiang Nian sat behind Zhang Ningzhi, to her diagonal right, by the aisle.

    Sorry, he wasn’t sitting in the back row by the window, the homeland of kings.

    Being in the advanced class was good enough; there was no room for picking and choosing.

    Jiang Nian reached out and poked Zhang Ningzhi’s back, who was diagonally in front of him. She first stiffened, then lifted her head slightly. From his angle, he could see her reddened earlobe.

    The girl seemed to gather her courage, then carefully turned her head, shrinking her body.

    Jiang Nian leaned on the desk, looking carefree. He held a pen between his ring finger and pinky, smiling at her, and mouthed the word “pen.”

    Zhang Ningzhi’s face was red, and she quickly turned her head away. She started rummaging in her desk for a pencil case, took out a pen refill, paused, and finally handed him two pen refills.

    His deskmate, looking at Jiang Nian then at the Young Miss in front, his mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. He lowered his voice, looked at Jiang Nian, and asked curiously,

    “You two know each other?”

    “Sort of.”

    After school at noon, Zhang Ningzhi subconsciously turned to look for Jiang Nian but found he was gone. His seat was empty, and looking at the door, he had already left.

    Hmm. She immediately pouted, feeling annoyed.

    Jiang Nian didn’t know someone was looking for him. The moment the teacher on the podium said class dismissed, he stood up. If he was slow at the cafeteria, there would be no food. He and Xu Qianqian both ate at the cafeteria for lunch.

    The two wouldn’t arrange to eat together; what’s the point of arranging? By the time they finished arranging, there would be no dishes left.

    Childhood sweethearts are like birds in the same forest, but at mealtime, they fly their separate ways.

    The cafeteria was packed with people. First and second-year high school students were listless in their studies but full of enthusiasm when it came to eating. Bah, those who don’t love to study.

    He quickly approached and chose a shorter line. He shook his head and seemed to see a familiar figure, or more accurately, a familiar pair of glasses.

    Zhou Haifei? Zhou Haifei!

    Isn’t that my Sister Feifei? The brave Sister T, the introverted long-haired girl with glasses.

    Watching Zhou Haifei seemingly head towards the bun, steamed bun, and flatbread stall, where few people went at midday, her back quickly disappeared into the crowd.

    Jiang Nian withdrew his gaze and turned his head, his pupils immediately constricting.

    Damn it! That son of a bitch, someone’s cutting in line!

    Your mom!

    He was so angry his scalp was about to explode, but he was too far away to directly scold them. The student who was cut in front of was also submissive, acting as if he saw nothing.

    Forget it, Jiang Nian didn’t want to argue with an idiot before eating.

    Hopeless, not even a little bee elbow strike.

    Taking advantage of the queue, he pulled out his phone and quickly checked his bank card balance. He earned 30,000, gave 20,000 to his parents, spent 6,000 on courses, and now had…

    27,000 left.

    A huge sum, for a third-year high school student, it was already a significant amount.

    The line moved slowly forward. Jiang Nian habitually looked to see what the cafeteria was serving. A quick glance showed that the cafeteria offered two meat and two vegetable dishes for six yuan. Apart from cheap food, everything else at school was expensive.

    He got a six-yuan meal, found an empty seat, and ate his chicken leg rice while scrolling on his phone.

    After eating, he went outside school to buy room-temperature fruit tea for Xu Qianqian, and also grabbed an extra cup to give to Song Xiyun.

    Of course, it was in Xu Qianqian’s name.

    Friendships like these, if not maintained well, can easily end.

    However, Song Xiyun seemed not to appreciate it much. Taking advantage of no one being around, she pulled Jiang Nian to a secluded stairwell, her head down.

    She looked left and right, saw no one, then lowered her voice and questioned him with red eyes.

    “Why did you buy courses from my mom again! Are you—”

    “Wait.” Jiang Nian interrupted her pre-casting chant, “You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just say anything. Does your mom know you’re questioning her VIP client?”

    “No, bro, I just said that casually.” Song Xiyun looked pained, running her hands through her hair, “Do you really want to be my dad? You’ve already topped the charts for my mom.”

    “You misunderstood, I just want to work out.” Jiang Nian said with a frank expression.

    Song Xiyun immediately choked, looking suspicious.

    “Then why did you buy your mom’s courses, and ninety sessions at once?”

    “Because I am kind.”

    “Go to hell! You really did it!!” Song Xiyun instantly broke down, wishing she could rush up and bite him to death, “Jiang Nian, what will it take for you to—”

    “That depends on your performance.”

    “What do you mean?”

    “My shoulders are a bit sore, sigh, I’ve endured all the hardships of studying.” Jiang Nian stood at the stairwell, feigning shoulder exercises, while watching Song Xiyun’s reaction.

    How could she not understand? She gritted her teeth and said,

    “Fine, I’ll rub them for you.”

    Saying that, Song Xiyun reluctantly walked behind him, stood on her tiptoes, and began to rub his shoulders. Finding her strength insufficient, she simply switched to punching his shoulders.

    “Hey, why aren’t you smiling?”

    Song Xiyun sneered.

    “Not cute at all, not even as cute as you.”

    Song Xiyun reluctantly forced out a beautiful girl’s smile.

    Jiang Nian left, leaving a message as he departed.

    “During the National Day holiday, can you help me copy my English homework? I don’t really feel like writing it.”

    Song Xiyun: “.”

    After the lunch break, Jiang Nian returned two pen refills to Zhang Ningzhi. However, no matter how he looked, he felt that the Young Miss seemed a bit off, her gaze towards him somewhat resentful.

    ????

    What the hell?

    In the afternoon, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, Jiang Nian encountered Sister T, Zhou Haifei, in the cafeteria again. The latter also seemed to have an impression of Jiang Nian, her gaze lingering on his face for a second before she lowered her head and left.

    Today is the first round of testing, asking for some monthly tickets to extend my life.

    _(ωゝ∠)_

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