Chapter 422 The King Does Not Meet the King

Jiang Nian swore he would never play abstract games again.

“Take a look at your legs” doesn’t actually mean to literally look at your legs. It’s a classic internet probing phrase, meaning to ask:

Has our relationship reached the point where I can “take a look at your legs”?

He never expected his casual abstract words to be taken so literally by Chen Yunyun, far exceeding his expectations.

The hazy scene was perfect material for a dream.

Before it was fully bright, Jiang Nian grabbed his bag, slammed the door shut, and went downstairs.

When buying breakfast, he habitually NTR’d the bun shop owner. He pretended to buy buns, leaned towards the steaming stall, and took a look.

In the bun shop owner’s surprised eyes, seeing a lost and found regular customer, he unhesitatingly turned to the next-door shop to buy a rolled pancake and soy milk.

So, boss, what is life?

Third-year building.

The corridor was misty, and the front door of the classroom was not open.

Jiang Nian skillfully went around to the back. After entering the classroom, he threw his bag on his seat and glanced at the empty classroom with only two people in it.

“Fangfang, morning!”

“Mm.” Fangfang the Great was unusually aloof, currently writing second-round Chinese materials that no one else was writing. “Did you do your Chinese homework?”

“Yes.”

Hearing this, Huang Fang was stunned and couldn’t help but turn to look at Jiang Nian.

“How did you write it?”

Her gaze was as if she had seen Huang Gai beat Zhou Yu, a bit topsy-turvy.

“What kind of talk is that? Where’s my’Star of Inspiration’ medal?” Jiang Nian rummaged through his belongings, chattering on with a boast, then suddenly changed the subject.

“Chen Yunyun helped me take it back to copy, so by approximation, I guess I did it too.”

Huang Fang:

She was speechless for a long time, finally uttering a sentence:

“Does Zhizhi know?”

“She knows.” Jiang Nian blew on his hair.

A classic move, fifteen years in the future.

Huang Fang pursed her lips and turned away.

“A bit of a scoundrel.”

“What are you talking about? We’re just classmates.” Jiang Nian pointed at the knowing person in front of him. “Don’t spread rumors, if anything happens, I’m coming for you.”

Huang Fang:

She just gave a cat-speechless emoji; she knew getting involved in trouble like this was never good.

Children.

Knowing too much is not happiness.

After about ten minutes, Li Hua burst into the classroom.

“Damn it!”

“Jiang Nian, you bastard, why do you always come so early?”

He looked up from his seat at the sound, a slight frown on his brow. He made a “number eight” gesture and asked with a blank look, “Fangfang, did you hear a dog barking?”

“red stone!”

“Why is there a dog in the classroom?” Yao Beibei poked her head out from the empty corridor and rushed into the classroom. “You guys!” Li Hua couldn’t hold back, cursing under his breath.

However, no one cared.

Jiang Nian looked at Yao Beibei, a puzzled expression on his face.

“Why are you here so early?”

“What do you know? The morning is the best time of day.”

Jiang Nian slowly typed out a question mark and pointed at Yao Beibei.

“There are still children in the classroom; don’t make dirty jokes early in the morning.”

Yao Beibei: “?”

Normally, she would definitely retort fiercely, but today she needed Jiang Nian’s help.

So, after thinking it over, she chose to swallow her words.

A moment later, when Jiang Nian got up to get hot water, Yao Beibei also quietly rose and followed him with her thermos.

In the corridor, two sets of footsteps echoed, one fast and one slow.

Pat, pat, pat, Yao Beibei quickened her pace to catch up with someone.

“Hey, Jiang Nian, wait for me.”

“Yesterday’s matter?” Jiang Nian stopped and turned to look at her.

“Yes.” Yao Beibei didn’t expect him to ask directly, but when such things happen, there’s no logic to it.

Her heart pounded violently, and she gathered all her courage to look up and ask,

“Do you think my parents’ conflict will escalate?”

Jiang Nian looked at Yao Beibei in front of him. This move of hers was like blindly invoking a god, and she had summoned Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifested Holiness.

Perhaps, someone understood divorce better than he did.

But, 【Verification】 had refreshed.

“Conflict escalation, hmm… I haven’t read much.” Jiang Nian asked, “Can I understand that as divorce?”

“Conflict, it’s conflict!” Yao Beibei corrected, “Actually, it hasn’t reached that point yet, it’s just that they’ve been arguing quite fiercely lately.”

In fact, it wasn’t just fierce. It had reached an absurd level; they would argue as soon as they met. “Don’t worry about it. It’s normal for middle-aged couples to argue. If they could divorce, they would have.” Jiang Nian waved his hand, “Those who can’t…”

“What will happen?” Yao Beibei’s face was full of hope.

“They’ll find a way to divorce.”

Yao Beibei:

…Listening to your words is like listening to nothing at all.

Jiang Nian stood in front of the water dispenser at the end of the corridor and advised,

“My advice is — don’t worry about it, talk after the College Entrance Examination.”

Yao Beibei sighed, “But they argue every time I come home, and they even ask me to mediate.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian oh’d.

He held his thermos and reached out to get hot water, but only saw the screen light up, showing money being deducted, yet not a single drop of water appeared.

The scene was awkward. Yao Beibei wanted to tell him to take his water card away first.

But then she heard a thud, and the hot water dispenser was given a hard kick. After a mournful whine, water began to flow out with a gurgle.

Yao Beibei: “Huh?”

After the small interlude, Jiang Nian placed both thermoses aside.

“Whether you believe it or not, your parents never thought of divorcing. Arguing all the time is probably just to attract your attention.”

“How do you know?” Yao Beibei was stunned.

Besides telling Jiang Nian, she had also talked to a few female friends about this, but the discussion results were not optimistic.

The conclusions were nothing more than three: “talk,” “mediate,” and “find a marriage counselor.”

Only Jiang Nian said, “Don’t worry about it.”

“But what if…”

“Let me ask you, why would civil servants divorce?” Jiang Nian stared at her, “Zhennan is a small place, what happens after divorce?”

“Have you thought about this? Are your parents the emotional type?”

Hearing this, Yao Beibei’s pupils suddenly dilated. The thin mist that had enveloped her heart suddenly dispersed, revealing crucial information.

“No, they are tax officials.”

The ‘Iron Army’ belongs to the unit with the best benefits but the hardest to advance in. May you travel half your life and return still a first-level law enforcement officer.

At their age, they could reach the ideal shore with a little more waiting.

In short, in small places, all regulations are very loose. But correspondingly, with bones connected by sinews, divorce is basically impossible.

“Then that’s that, consultation over.” Jiang Nian picked up his thermos and was about to leave. “Remember to transfer the consultation fee to me.”

But the ‘Iron-Mouth Diviner’ wasn’t short of a small red packet.

“Hey, wait, then what… what should I do?” Yao Beibei had largely believed Jiang Nian and subconsciously asked him for advice.

“Am I supposed to be the ‘Hundred Thousand Whys’? How should I know?”

“Don’t be like that, help me out.” Seeing him about to leave, Yao Beibei couldn’t help but panic a little. “How about this, if this works out, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

He raised an eyebrow, “My stomach isn’t good, I don’t like eating out. How about this, if it works, you have to help me with a favor.”

“Okay.”

Hearing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Nian’s mouth.

“I suggest you don’t go home for now; stay at a classmate’s house who has a big home, isn’t short on money, and is an only child.”

“Where am I going to find…” Yao Beibei’s words were cut short as she suddenly looked up at Jiang Nian. “Isn’t that Zhizhi?”

Jiang Nian had always been a very cautious person, enjoying feeding fish and teasing cats.

Although currently, he was only eighteen, he had to figure out what the biggest obstacle between him and Zhang Ningzhi was.

Even if Zhang Wanhai didn’t understand love, did his mother-in-law understand?

Should he try to win over Zhizhi’s parents?

Wrong.

Indeed, love supported by parents is the most beautiful love.

But, what if it’s five-way… friendship?

Therefore, Jiang Nian’s goal was not to gain the approval of Zhizhi’s parents. Instead, it was to get some information from Yao Beibei.

Crystal ward.

It was a no-cost venture anyway, and he could also win over Yao Beibei. Why not?

“I don’t know that, so sleepy, so sleepy.” Jiang Nian yawned and left, throwing the water card to Yao Beibei.

During the big break in the morning.

“Damn it, where’s my water card?” Li Hua searched frantically, directly questioning his life. “I saw it here this morning.”

“Tsk tsk, you need to take good care of your water card.” Jiang Nian comforted him, then began to drag the water card around with transparent tape, like walking a dog.

“Come, come, come, little card, let’s go.”

Li Hua paused for a few seconds, then looked closely at the water card.

“Your mom!”

“That’s your grandma too, remember to be filial.” Jiang Nian returned the water card to Li Hua, then turned to look at the giggling girl.

“Did you bring anything to drink today?”

Zhang Ningzhi’s slightly mischievous smile disappeared, and she immediately stopped giggling.

“Not giving it to you!”

Jiang Nian turned his head, “Qing…” Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit on the leg.

“Hmph, here, here!”

Li Qingrong glanced at them, her expression slightly puzzled.

“I only have mineral water.”

Indeed, the class monitor also didn’t like to drink sodas.

However, this type of girl would most likely lick the yogurt lid when no one was around; one could only say, don’t let him catch her.

Otherwise… “Mineral water is good, it replenishes…” Jiang Nian said with a smile, then suddenly took another sharp breath. “Let’s go for the run now.”

He felt his calf was about to be bruised; Zhang Ningzhi was really fierce.

Li Qingrong tilted her head, a blank expression on her face.

“Huh?”

The exercise music blared, and the classroom plunged into a sea of noise. Liu Yang retrieved the class flag from behind the front classroom door and shouted for everyone to go downstairs.

Yang Qiming immediately wilted, not wanting to go for the run.

“My stomach hurts, I want to make some small cakes.”

“Stop faking it.” Liu Yang was stern and impartial. “Nine out of ten people who don’t want to run claim their stomach hurts. Are you on your period?”

Yang Qiming sighed, “Alright then, I can only make a little dessert on your chair…”

Liu Yang was completely bewildered. Bro, let’s speak Chinese.

“Hey, damn it, sometimes I really wish I didn’t have ears.”

“Then you deal with it.” Yang Qiming gave up.

“Your mom… forget it, you go.”

Jiang Nian and his two friends, the Fruit Warrior trio, merged into the crowd, slowly descending the stairs, discussing trivial matters.

“Why are you walking so slowly?”

A very good girl appeared from the side, smiled at Jiang Nian, waved, and left.

Li Hua and Ma Guojun stood at an angle, looking at Jiang Nian expressionlessly.

“What’s going on with you guys?”

“Just classmates, right?”

Jiang Nian had no interest in Yu Zhiyi, as that woman was not a good person, so he said nonchalantly, “Pure.”

“Then why does she always look for you?” Li Hua had been eyeing his group member’s ex-girlfriend for a long time, and asked through gritted teeth.

“Who knows, maybe…” Jiang Nian stroked his chin, “She’s attracted to my good looks, eight points better than a certain someone.”

“red stone! What kind of nonsense are you spouting!” Li Hua cursed, but also realized that Jiang Nian wasn’t lying.

Ma Guojun gave a very pertinent remark, “No matter what, Jiang Nian and Yu Zhiyi are both no good.”

After the run, Old Liu appeared on the sports field. After a brief Inspection, he had someone call Jiang Nian out alone.

“This afternoon, our class has a soccer match.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian showed no reaction.

“Okay.”

“Are you ready?”

“No, the competition period is too long.” Jiang Nian scratched his head. “So, we can’t expect the players to be ready all the time.”

As the saying goes, spirit rises with the first drum, flags with the second, and collapses with the third.

“Then can we still win?” Old Liu instinctively frowned.

He wanted the championship trophy, as this honor falling to Class Three would also benefit him as the homeroom teacher.

“We’ll win.” Jiang Nian nodded.

After a while, Lin Dong came over.

“What did Old Liu ask?”

“He said we’re playing against Class Four this afternoon, and he wonders if anyone in our class knows how to slide tackle to break up Class Four’s offense.”

“I can!” Lin Dong immediately cheered up, patting his chest with loud thuds. “Just watch, I’ll make them fly.”

Looking at his clear-eyed classmate, Jiang Nian was deeply moved.

Damn, so easy to fool.

Although he had arranged for a violent tackle position, his chances of winning had increased. But to secure a steady win, he still needed to rouse the others.

Going up the stairs, Jiang Nian patted Liu Yang.

“Brother Yang, we have a match this afternoon.”

“Alright.”

“Play fiercely; we have plenty of substitutes.” Jiang Nian said without batting an eye, “If we win, I’ll steal a pack of Old Liu’s Furongwang for you.”

Why not Huazi? Because there was still another match. This time it was the semi-finals, next time it would be the championship match. This time, it was also rare for two Olympiad classes to make it to the semi-finals based on group points.

So, Class Four was very strong.

But, some people still noticed something was off.

“No, rotation?” Li Hua’s eyes widened. “Nian, why does it sound like you’re not planning to play much?”

“Just giving you guys more chances to shine.” Jiang Nian said seriously, “I’ve said it before, I won’t hog this glory.”

“When will you play then?” Zhang Ningzhi asked in passing.

“Oh, oh, that’s not certain.” He touched his thigh. “Oh no, my leg feels numb, the game this afternoon…”

“You’re touching my leg!” Zhang Ningzhi was speechless, and as she pursed her lips, a dimple appeared on her fair cheek.

“My apologies, no wonder…” He continued, “I’m the captain, I’ll go in and put out fires if something feels wrong.” Zhang Ningzhi was stunned. How could this be?

After school.

After Zhang Ningzhi left, Jiang Nian turned to look at the class monitor who was still doing problems. After a moment of contemplation, he feigned a conflicted expression.

“Qingqing.”

“Hmm?”

Hearing this, Li Qingrong looked up.

She had not yet reached the age of arrested development; a cool and aloof face. Her neck was fair and slender, yet her chest was quite ample.

Even Jiang Nian was slightly stunned for a moment.

“Well, that… could you help me buy something after school this afternoon?”

She tilted her head slightly, “Isn’t there a match this afternoon?”