Chapter 68 You only realize how little you know when you need it

During evening self-study, Jiang Nian sniffed his clothes.

“Yue~”

“Hua, do I smell a bit sour?”

“No, you don’t. I’m a bit sleepy, so I’m going to the restroom to do practice papers.” Li Hua was perched on the edge of his chair, able to kiss the person in the next group just by turning his head.

“Go, go, take your chopsticks.” Jiang Nian finished speaking, then felt a little unsure, turning to look at his other deskmate, “Hey, can you smell the sweat on me?”

Zhang Ningzhi looked up, stared at him for two seconds, and shook her head with a bewildered expression.

“No, why?”

“Nothing, I just said. How could it be that exaggerated? I only ran eight laps.” Jiang Nian immediately relaxed. Branch Branch Baby definitely wouldn’t lie.

Li Hua, that thing, was a different story.

Saying that, was it a bit too hurtful to him?

Never mind, I am the Little Emperor.

On the other side, Yu Tongjie from the First Group spent an entire evening self-study session, and he finally figured it out.

Li Qingrong was still the same rigid Li Qingrong. She wouldn’t care for people, only state solutions dryly.

For example, if you have a cold, she’d tell you to drink more hot water.

Instead of saying subtle and pleasant words, people like Li Qingrong preferred to directly propose solutions. As for Face, it wasn’t something she would consider.

Therefore, there was no need to force the pace, give up if you couldn’t handle it, and your body was important.

Triple care!

Although the words weren’t pleasant, setting aside Face and speaking from the heart, all three suggestions hit him right where it mattered; they were exactly what he needed.

Compared to blindly following the pace for the sake of Face, having his lungs explode, and finally collapsing on the track, maintaining his own pace and slowly running the entire course was more dignified.

Correct answer, it fit her character!

So warm.

It proved the contributions he made to the class—oh no. To be precise, the sacrifices he made to help her solve her problems were remembered by her.

Yu Tongjie reasoned it out several times, and the more he reasoned, the more logical it seemed. But to be safe, he felt he needed to Verify it, and the Verification method was observation.

He pricked up his ears, carefully listening for Li Qingrong’s voice from the noisy evening self-study break.

Deskmate: “Class Monitor, I did so badly on yesterday’s english mini-test!”

Li Qingrong: “Memorize more vocabulary.”

Good, confirmed beyond doubt.

Yu Tongjie looked up, suddenly feeling capable again.

The Class Monitor cared for all classmates in the class indiscriminately, only considering the class’s interests. He had already washed away his old impressions, so why not try harder?

Besides, he had already signed up for the 3000-meter run; the sunk cost was right there.

Should he retreat, continuing to live under the old impression of being a rumor-monger, or should he persevere and do something to change it? Even if he failed, he could leave a good impression.

Taking on more class affairs, even without a position, what did it matter? Being a root of Class Three was also quite good.

There’s a long road ahead. His father said life is long, and no one knows who will have the last laugh. From the perspective of family background, upbringing, and temperament, his chances of winning were high.

Danzo wins for sure.

The last evening self-study session.

Biology Teacher Zhong Qing sat at the podium grading test papers. She had been pondering for several days, thinking of cultivating a good sprout to serve as a positive example.

However, this couldn’t be done privately; it would smack of favoritism.

Not only would students have opinions, but in the office, people would also gossip. “Oh, oh, oh, showing off too much, aren’t we? Workplace internal competition, is that it? You damn bitch, punch your mother.”

Moreover, if she started it herself and it fizzled out, it would be hard to wrap up. If one day she found the effect wasn’t good and just canceled it, it could easily hurt students’ self-esteem.

Although she was a new teacher, she was quite thoughtful. She preferred to wait for the Academic Affairs Office to take the lead. According to the head of the Biology group, the Academic Affairs Office was already making arrangements.

Zhong Qing hoped to be a non-stick pan, achieving her goals without offending anyone.

Thinking this, she looked up and cast her gaze towards Jiang Nian in the second row.

What a good sprout.

She wondered about his psychological resilience, whether he could handle pressure. How were his grades in other subjects? If the task was too heavy, would it affect his other subject scores?

Young boys cared about Face, especially in front of a pretty female teacher.

Zhong Qing was aware of her own appearance and had considered this when selecting a candidate, trying to find a student without appearance anxiety.

Otherwise, if a student became a “Zhong Qing fan” and studied Biology desperately, leading to severe academic imbalance, not only would parents have opinions, but the homeroom teacher would also talk to her.

Would Jiang Nian be a “Zhong Qing fan”?

Zhong Qing had been staring at the Group Six for a while, for as long as half a minute.

Li Hua shivered, thinking he had been caught re-reading “Grand Escape Towards the Sunlight.” He couldn’t help it; he was itching to read it and wanted to save it to finish all at once later.

Zhang Ningzhi’s body was stiff; she didn’t dare to look up. When they changed seats, the Biology Teacher seemed to have noticed her, and she felt completely seen through.

Huang Fang didn’t notice, didn’t look up at all. Wu Jungu frowned, thinking about his little girlfriend’s troubles; his girlfriend wanted to switch from day student to boarding student, so he also didn’t look up.

Zeng You put away his phone immediately, making three feints in one second.

Jiang Nian had already finished copying his homework; he did what needed to be done and copied what needed to be copied. He looked up and met the gaze of Biology Teacher Zhong Qing, subconsciously adjusting his hair.

Seeing this, Zhong Qing retracted her gaze.

Alright, the shameless one.

He was the one.

Jiang Nian didn’t know he had become the “chosen one.” He was still wondering if it would rain tomorrow and if it would cancel PE class.

He didn’t play ≠ he couldn’t attend. Solving problems with formulas was fast.

Ring, ring, ring.

After evening self-study, Jiang Nian skillfully met up with Xu Qianqian.

“Did you sign up for any events in the sports meet?” He scratched his Face and asked casually, “I did. You can consider wearing your JK uniform to boost my attack speed.”

Strangely, Xu Qianqian didn’t say a word.

The two were mixed in the crowd going downstairs, with only the last flight of stairs left to the teaching building exit. It was bustling all around, and students were laughing loudly in the hallway.

The overhead fluorescent lights shone, and shadows covered the entire staircase.

Jiang Nian found it strange and turned to look at her.

“Are you giving me the silent treatment!”

Xu Qianqian pursed her lips, and it wasn’t until they had walked out of the teaching building and were a bit further from the homeward-bound crowd that she exhaled, her mood low.

“I took leave for the sports meet. I’m going back to my hometown with my dad.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was stunned, suddenly realizing something. Old Xu was busy with countless things daily; if he could take three days off from his busy schedule to go back to his hometown, it could only be for one reason.

Counting it up, it seemed to be these few days.

Suddenly, Jiang Nian didn’t know how to continue the conversation.

“Mm.”

The atmosphere was a bit heavy on the way, and Jiang Nian didn’t say any playful words. It wasn’t until they were at her doorstep, watching Xu Qianqian change her shoes and enter the house, that he finally let out a sigh of relief.

If his emotional intelligence were higher, that would be great. Could the System provide an emotional intelligence course? The two had been silent the whole way.

Entering the house, just as he put down his backpack, Jiang Nian’s phone lit up.

A message from Xu Qianqian: “Thank you.”