Chapter 404 Li Qingrong: I’ve arrived

Li Hua looked at Jiang Nian when he heard this, and became anxious.

“Did you poke me?”

Jiang Nian hummed, and said calmly,

“Then did you say thank you?”

“Thank for what!” Li Hua started getting anxious again, “red stone, red stone, my hand has a hole poked in it by you.”

Hearing this, Yao Beibei remained silent. She just poked several fruits, stuffed them into her mouth, and then ran off quickly after leaving a message.

“Wuwuwu, I’m done eating.”

Only a few minutes into evening reading, the fruits had already been completely divided.

Li Hua cursed on the surface, but in reality, his heart was blooming with joy. The feeling of being popular brought him extreme mental pleasure.

However, he quickly became displeased.

After the first evening self-study session.

Jiang Nian leisurely targeted the Xiao Chai Hu granules in Li Hua’s drawer.

“What flavor is it?”

Li Hua: “Are you a reincarnation of a hungry ghost?”

“I only ate one piece of fruit in total.” Jiang Nian was speechless, “Oh well, forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to you.”

“You’re not worthy of listening.”

Li Hua: “?”

Jiang Nian directly snatched the two packets of Xiao Chai Hu granules from Li Hua’s hand, and then took out the small glass cup given by Zhang Ningzhi.

He picked up the thermos and opened the lid, only to find that the hot water was all gone.

“Let me see your cup.”

“No.”

“Forget it, I’ll ask someone else.” Jiang Nian asked around in all directions, and finally met the class monitor’s gaze.

Li Qingrong looked at him, her eyes subtly moving. Then she took out an off-white thermos and handed it to Jiang Nian.

“Do you want it?”

“Yes, thank you.” Jiang Nian thanked her and took the class monitor’s thermos.

It wasn’t heavy in his hand, probably only half full of hot water. After unscrewing the lid, hot steam wafted out.

This temperature, it might be a bit hot.

Zhang Ningzhi bit her lip, suddenly regretting saying no. But on second thought, there was no hot water anyway.

Never mind, it’s all Jiang Nian’s fault!

Over there, Jiang Nian had already brewed the pediatric Xiao Chai Hu granules. The class monitor’s hot water was a bit scalding, so he blew on it and slurped it.

Just then, Qian Bao entered from outside the classroom.

“Hmm?”

“Jiang Nian is drinking tea, he really knows how to enjoy himself.”

At this, the class immediately burst into laughter.

Qian Bao came closer and saw a dark cup. She thought it was coffee, but on closer inspection, it didn’t look like it, and it didn’t smell like it either.

“What is it?”

Jiang Nian was a bit embarrassed and said honestly,

“Pediatric Xiao Chai Hu…”

Qian Bao looked closely and realized it really was.

“Are you sick?”

“No, just drinking it for fun.”

“Hmm?” Qian Bao was momentarily confused, feeling like she couldn’t understand Chinese anymore, “Alright, take your time with it.”

She had taught several graduating classes and seen many perplexing behaviors. Raising insects and walking erasers were common occurrences. High school seniors under immense pressure could do anything, and she had long grown accustomed to it.

Qian Bao, bored, walked around the classroom. Her gaze involuntarily fell upon the small tank model on Wang Yuhe’s desk.

“Do you like this kind of toy?”

Wang Yuhe looked up, realizing Qian Bao was talking to her. She immediately became nervous, stammering for a long time… “It’s someone else’s.”

“Oh, oh.” Qian Bao walked away.

After a while, Lin Dong couldn’t help but pat Wang Yuhe’s shoulder. He was really eyeing the small tank, so he asked,

“What did you buy this for?”

Being in the same group, he naturally knew Wang Yuhe’s personality. How could she borrow it from someone else? Most likely, she bought it herself.

Wang Yuhe turned her head, frowning and hesitating for a moment.

“Because the homeroom teacher is usually too long-winded. Every time he talks about something I don’t like, I use the tank to fire at him.”

Lin Dong: “”

Hearing this, he no longer had any thoughts of borrowing the small tank.

One could only say, it was very Empire.

In a blink of an eye, two evening self-study sessions passed. Old Liu, whom Wang Yuhe disliked, walked in from outside the classroom and rambled on about two things.

The date for the Touhu competition finals was set, and the two model classes, used as experimental fields, had almost finished practicing.

No hope for the college entrance exam, so they’re going for happy education.

Jiang Nian didn’t react much to this. After all, this award was just for others to boost their resumes, so there was nothing to complain about. “Jiang Nian, note this down, the competition time is Wednesday, which is tomorrow evening self-study, at the D building activity center, just like your last time…” Old Liu was rambling again, and Wang Yuhe was getting annoyed. So she secretly turned the turret of the small tank on her desk.

Pointing it at Old Liu, she pressed the launch button.

A projectile flew out of the barrel. Yes… this thing could fire, but it flew a few centimeters and then fell.

It rolled around on the desk for a while and finally stopped moving.

“Ah, this… The second thing is about the New Year’s Day cultural evening.” Old Liu mentioned, “Our class won’t be participating this year.”

At this, the class immediately stirred.

“Damn it, why aren’t we participating?”

“Your ears are broken, it’s not participating in performing acts. It’s not that we won’t watch the New Year’s Day evening, the school will definitely still hold it.

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“Oh, oh, then it’s fine, as long as there are long legs to watch.”

Listening to Old Liu, the majority of the class still agreed. After all, they were already tired enough, and now they had to perform.

With the college entrance exam approaching, they had no mind to show off.

Suddenly, Lin Dong asked loudly,

“Teacher! Will our class have an evening party on New Year’s Day?”

At this, everyone in the class looked at Old Liu.

Although the school’s evening party wasn’t very interesting, the class’s internal New Year’s Day evening party was a guaranteed source of fun, often featuring wild acts.

No need to sign up, each group must put on an act.

If Old Liu vetoed the group chorus, then someone would start biting lighters, and the class would surely be full of fun.

Old Liu pondered for a moment, then looked up and said,

“It depends on the school’s arrangements, it’ll probably be the same as before.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the class immediately cheered.

Li Hua was also quite excited. After Old Liu left, he patted Jiang Nian, winking and asking,

“Nian, do you have any ideas?”

Jiang Nian pondered, “Biting lighters.”

“red stone, why bite lighters!” Li Hua was exasperated, “Isn’t there a slightly more interesting act?”

“There is, brother, there is.” Ma Guojun pushed up his glasses and grinned, speaking from across the aisle, “I recommend you dance a ‘otaku dance’.”

“Wearing a maid outfit,” Jiang Nian added.

Zhang Ningzhi had been eavesdropping, because as long as Li Hua spoke and Jiang Nian chimed in, it meant there would definitely be fun.

If Ma Guojun also joined in, and then people from her own group also responded.

Then it would be… invincible fun.

“A man wearing a maid outfit, isn’t that Little Nanliang?” Zeng You turned around, smiling, “Wear a swimsuit, I can sponsor.”

“What the hell kind of perverts are your group?” Ma Guojun shivered.

“How about dancing?” Zhang Ningzhi couldn’t help but suggest.

Since it was an internal class performance, and she would be performing with her group members whom she spent every day with, she wasn’t as shy. Instead, she wanted to create memories… “I can’t dance.” Fangfang said weakly.

“New Treasure Island.” Jiang Nian always had a quick wit at the most crucial moments, “Teacher Huang Lei recommended it, exclusive for tough guys.”

“Huang Lei can dance too?” Huang Fang was confused.

However, the reaction of the boys in the group was surprisingly consistent. They showed a rather lewd smile, then burst into laughter.

“It’s time for a cultural renaissance, bro.” Li Hua also strongly agreed.

“Chinese people don’t dance Western disco.” Zeng You also nodded.

“But we don’t have time to practice, do we?” Wu Jungu hesitated, “There are so many test papers every day, we can’t even finish them.”

The three boys in the group all looked at him, exchanging glances, as if to say,

Look, there’s an honest person here.

The three of them paused for a few seconds as if dropping frames, and then didn’t respond to Wu Jungu, continuing to discuss the topic they hadn’t finished.

“The one in the C position has to be fat, and has to take off his clothes.”

“Taking off clothes in the middle of winter?”

“You’ll get hot after dancing for a while, what are you worried about?” Jiang Nian said, “First, expel Wu Jungu from the group, and ask Ma Guojun if he’s coming.”

Wu Jungu: “???”

“Damn it, don’t drag me into this.” Ma Guojun’s scalp immediately tingled.

Dancing naked, how perverted is that.

“This is a dance for the brave, only those with balls can pull it off.” Li Hua also seized the opportunity to talk trash, pointing and gesturing.

Compared to the lively sixth group, the other groups were more female-dominated.

The right to speak was basically held by the girls, and the little Gui Nans of Zhennan could only be forced to participate in choosing songs for the group chorus.

“Damn, they’re so timid.” Yang Qiming shook his head, coughed, and said, “Our group’s act, I think… “I can’t, brother.” Huang Cailang just gave up.

“What the hell, I haven’t even said what to do yet.” Yang Qiming was exasperated, “If no one goes, our group will have to do a chorus again?”

Zhou Yuting suddenly said, “I can sing solo.”

Yang Qiming’s expression immediately became complex. Clearly, their group was no different from the others; they all had to rely on the girls to step up.

He looked around, seeing his group members buried in test papers. A feeling of sadness welled up in his heart, and he clenched his fists, saying heroically,

“I can be your backing vocalist.”

Zhou Yuting immediately had a sweating emoji expression, and an awkward smile appeared on her face.

“No need.”

Yang Qiming: “”

“What act will our group put on?” Lin Dong rubbed his chin, “It’s better to prepare early than to be in a rush.”

“Isn’t it too early now?” Chen Yunyun was embarrassed.

“Group leader, you go alone, make some sacrifice.” Wang Yuhe also said something quite cruel, “Just sing anything.”

“Wouldn’t it be bad to let Brother Dong go alone?” Sun Zhicheng stepped forward.

Wang Yuhe suddenly had an idea, a flash of inspiration.

“Then you and the group leader go together.”

At this, Sun Zhicheng chickened out again.

“Brother Dong has always been quite independent, one person can do the work of ten.”

Amidst the chatter, evening self-study was about to end.

Jiang Nian looked up from the pile of test papers, squinting at the blackboard. He saw it densely covered with homework for all subjects.

He exhaled, easing his tired nerves.

He turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi, the girl was still diligently doing her homework. After staring for half a minute, the other party also sensed his gaze.

“What?”

“Nothing, just wanted to look at you.” Jiang Nian was bored, “I’m sick of looking at test papers, so I’m resting my eyes.”

Zhang Ningzhi immediately puffed out her cheeks, but then slightly reined herself in when faced with the compliment.

“Then you can look.”

Li Hua, on the other hand, near the end of school, would only look at his watch with a dazed, ‘Dao Guang Dao silly’ expression, muttering ‘aba aba’.

Yet, such a person had an average comprehensive science score of over ninety.

Heavenly Dao is unfair!

Jiang Nian suddenly regretted not studying hard in his first and second years of high school. Now in his third year, he could only resort to a sea of questions strategy.

The dismissal bell rang.

Since Xu Qianqian wasn’t at school, she was probably still at home, doing the homework Song Xiyun had taken pictures of with her phone.

So, Jiang Nian wasn’t in a hurry to go home.

He carried his bag and turned to look at the class monitor in the back row. He still remembered the phrase from Xi Yangyang, ‘You don’t understand her’.

Perhaps, their friendship should go a step further.

Normally, after several months of friendship, one should know everything about the other person except for their family’s bank account password.

Even the reserved and cute Zhang Ningzhi had revealed embarrassing stories from her childhood.

Of course, he still didn’t know her dad’s password.

But it didn’t matter, he would know one day. It wasn’t originally, but from this moment on, this was the war of the ‘yellow hairs’.

Jiang Nian felt that even if he and the class monitor didn’t need to know everything about each other, they should at least understand each other more to show respect. “Qingqing, I’m going home, okay.”

Li Qingrong looked up as usual, stared at him for a moment, then nodded.

“Mm.”

He waved his hand, separating from Jiang.

The school gate after evening self-study was crowded with people. The dim yellow streetlights cast light on the street, and people walked in twos and threes.

Jiang walked with his bag, not going straight home. Instead, he bought something on the roadside, scanned a shared bike, and went to the riverbank.

The night was deep, and it was too late to do anything.

When school ended, Jiang had already realized this point. Therefore, he did not change his life trajectory.

He didn’t ask the class monitor if she was free, nor did he walk with her for a while.

Things like this were emotional topics, and high school girls were more swayed by feelings. He needed a breakthrough to create a certain atmosphere.

After a heavy evening self-study, a walk together?

Possible, but more disadvantages than advantages.

Firstly, he was only free today, not able to accompany the class monitor for a walk every evening after self-study. What if they walked so much that someone’s life was at stake?

His life, with three horizontal and six vertical lines or something like that.

Jiang Nian’s life is also a life!

Walking actually had another point; it inherently required a very high level of goodwill as a foundation.

What if the other person had something more important to do and directly rejected him? Wouldn’t that make him a clown?

So, he came to the riverbank.

He took out a sky lantern and found a spot on the water without trees around to release it.

The sky lantern was tied with a fishing line. He planned to let it go far enough, take a photo, then pull it back and throw it in the trash.

The red, square lantern was lit, slowly ascending into the sky with the burning heat.

Tonight, he was an ambitious young man releasing his dreams.

Watching it reach the optimal photography angle, he took a picture with his phone. Then, with a tug on the fishing line, the sky lantern plunged directly into the water.

He quickly reeled it in, and in a few steps, stuffed the wreckage into the trash can. As he walked towards the shared bike, he casually sent a message to the class monitor: “(Picture), saw someone releasing a sky lantern by the river, took a picture.”

Soon, Li Qingrong showed ‘typing…’.

“You’re by the river?”

“Yes.” Jiang stopped his motion of getting on the bike, thinking why she asked that, “Just strolled to the riverbank.”

“People nowadays really lack manners. Good thing I shot down the sky lantern.”

He sent it, no reaction.

Just as Jiang was about to go home, his phone buzzed.

Li Qingrong: “I’m here.”