Chapter 32 is important to you, isn’t it?

“Hey, what did you do for the National Day holiday?” Jiang Nian played the straight man.

Two days had passed since the class promotion, even though a three-day National Day holiday immediately followed. But you still hadn’t made friends in the new class, which was honestly a bit too socially anxious.

What? Are there relatives from your Family group in the class?

Or is the homeroom teacher your cousin?

Zhang Ningzhi was that typical social phobic, the kind who would definitely play with her phone when walking alone, repeatedly opening various apps, pretending to be busy.

She used this to avoid eye contact with everyone, and would absolutely send messages rather than use voice calls.

If she wanted to order food but the waiter didn’t see her, she could stand there for ten minutes doing mental preparation. Finally, she would pluck up the courage to weakly say, “Hello~ Excuse me~.”

A girl who couldn’t pee in a toilet stall if there was anyone else in the adjacent one.

“I went to Dali with my parents and saw Erhai Lake,” Zhang Ningzhi finally found someone familiar to chat with, and the Young Miss seemed particularly excited.

“What about you?”

Jiang Nian wasn’t socially anxious, but he still hesitated for a few seconds when faced with such a simple counter-question.

You went to Dali, I spent three days at home conquering lust, without a Daoist temple. Isn’t that super awesome? Congratulations on achieving the feat: self-control surpassing 99% of pure-hearted high school boys!

He thought for a moment and threw out a phrase, “Studying.”

The atmosphere instantly went cold with that one sentence, and Zhang Ningzhi awkwardly changed the subject.

“Where did you go to junior high, First High or Second High?”

Jiang Nian wondered, with my grades, do I look like I came from First High?

“Second High.”

“Yay, me too! Who was your homeroom teacher?” Zhang Ningzhi was happy that the conversation could continue and didn’t notice Jiang Nian’s strange expression.

“Uh, you’re about to get all the answers to my QQ verification questions.”

Alright, alright, you little brat, you want to hack my account, don’t you?

“Ah! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” Zhang Ningzhi’s face flushed, and she apologized softly, “My QQ verification question isn’t that, so I didn’t realize.”

Jiang Nian leaned on his desk, propping his head with his hand, looking at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Zhizhi baby is really easy to tease, she’s already blushing?

If I said something suggestive later, she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep all night after going home tonight, right?

“Jiang Nian, stop bullying her.” A girl with a baby face walked over and stood by Zhang Ningzhi, “I can’t even watch anymore.”

Yao Beibei was the type of girl who was incredibly shy when speaking on stage but commented online like she was possessed by a pervert.

(Hehe, heaven gave me the middle finger, and I held onto it and sat down.)

And she even said ‘hehe,’ but as soon as she opened her mouth in private, it made people feel all dirty.

Due to her unique bubblegum blowing technique, Jiang Nian risked taking out his phone in the classroom and added her QQ.

Chatting with this kind of girl, usually the first two sentences are normal, then by the third, you have to ignore the risks and continue listening.

“Jiang Nian is like that, three sentences and he’ll have you completely lost,” said his deskmate, Li Hua.

Li Hua was a typical person, a science whiz, with a common Southern face, but he had good social skills. Not only was his name common, but his hobbies were too; his favorite music was Jay Chou.

His only peculiarity was his abstractness; he was the type of boy who, after watching a horror movie, would always be afraid there was someone under the bed. So he would simply sleep under the bed to prevent future trouble.

“Yeah, Jiang Nian is a damn scoundrel,” Ma Guojun Ma Guojun, who sat behind him, turned around.

He looked like Baymax, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with an oily nose bridge, constantly adjusting his glasses. Aside from his school uniform, his daily attire was mostly dark-colored.

“Damn it, a few days ago he asked me, if my hands and feet got into a fight, who would I side with. I said I’d definitely help my hands, feet aren’t that important.”

“Shit, he came back with, ‘Winning with your hands must be very important to you, right?'”

“Damn it!” Ma Guojun adjusted his glasses and cursed, “From then on, I knew, if you took out that guy’s heart, it would definitely be all black.”

Zhang Ningzhi was confused, her face full of curiosity.

“What’s wrong with ‘winning with your hands’? There’s nothing wrong with that.”

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Nian, Yao Beibei, Li Hua, and Ma Guojun all froze. They all looked at Zhang Ningzhi, their expressions both awkward and strange.

“Huh? You all… why are you looking at me?”

“Hahahaha!!!” Li Hua, Ma Guojun, and Jiang Nian, the three boys, burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Yao Beibei leaned close to Zhang Ningzhi’s ear and whispered a few words. Zhang Ningzhi’s pupils instantly constricted. Her face turned red in almost three seconds, and her neck also flushed.

“Hmph!” She glared at Jiang Nian, then abruptly turned around and buried her face in her desk, refusing to look up.

“Hahahaha, holy crap, Jiang Nian, you’re such a dog!” Ma Guojun laughed so hard he was gasping for breath, panting, “Oh my god, I’m dying of laughter.”

Li Hua also had a wide grin, “I told you, Jiang Nian is full of mischief.”

“Exactly, Zhizhi, don’t play with people like him.” Yao Beibei put her hands on her hips, exuding the confidence of an Asian woman, “Stay away from Jiang Nian, play with me instead.”

Jiang Nian watched them go back and forth, then looked at Yao Beibei, feeling a bit speechless.

“Play with you? The moment you open your mouth, I know this month’s ‘fluid yellow flag’ is definitely in our class. Talking about the three great sources of suffering: involution, internal friction, and internal ~.”

“Your dirty jokes are more numerous than boys’, some things I don’t even know how a girl like you can say.”

After speaking, Jiang Nian looked at Ma Guojun again.

“During break, I secretly took you out of school to buy steamed buns. At the school gate, we saw some vocational school girls passing by. You actually blurted out, ‘The girls from the brothel are so pretty.'”

“Good thing I ran fast, otherwise I would’ve gotten a good beating.”

“Tsk tsk, the pot shouldn’t call the kettle black, alright?” Jiang Nian crossed his arms and sneered, “You are all the elite of society, the Enthusiasm of the motherland.”

“Holy crap, what you just said!” Ma Guojun adjusted his glasses, and with an open mouth, began his sweet output. Li Hua followed up, joining the fray, back and forth.

Yao Beibei fanned the flames from the side, even pulling Zhang Ningzhi into the fight against Jiang Nian.

“Zhizhi, don’t you think he’s secretly evil?”

Zhang Ningzhi’s face was red, and after a moment of hesitation, she still nodded.

“Mm.”

Jiang Nian, 1v4, was not flustered in the slightest, rebutting them one by one. Zhang Ningzhi was caught in the middle, small, pitiful, and helpless. It was as if she was saying, “Stop fighting, stop fighting, please stop.”

Ring ring ring, it was time for self-study, but the few of them were still bickering.

The Great Dao was obliterated.

Suddenly, in the brief moment Jiang Nian took a sip of water, a thin figure flashed in through the front door of the classroom. Black-rimmed glasses, sparse hair, it was none other than the homeroom teacher, Liu Liangsong.

Liu Liangsong’s face was grim as he stood on the podium and angrily said,

“You’re not even quiet during evening self-study. If I don’t come, you just chat away.”

“What’s there to chat about! Did you do well on the diagnostic test? Your class is the noisiest in the entire building, I could hear you in the hallway, the ones who were just talking.”

“Stand up!”

As his voice fell, the entire class fell silent, almost to the point where a pin drop could be heard.