CHAPTER 335: CHAPTER 295 WHO ALLOWED YOU TO START A FIRE BY DRILLING WOOD IN THE CLASSROOM?

Jiang Nian felt like he’d eaten some mushrooms, with a row of little people running past his eyes.

Are they dating already?

No, they’re not.

But the class president’s tone could easily lead to misunderstandings. Luckily, he has a clear conscience, and their relationship is pure. If he felt guilty, though?

Or maybe next time, he should just call the class president "baby."

How would she react to that?

After all, Li Qingrong responded with "it’s fine," giving him at least one private occasion to call her by random names.

Speechless, typical Guo Nan thinking.

It’s just a name, is there a need to make such a fuss?

Jiang Nian felt that there was.

In reality, he sensed that both of them cared about how they addressed each other. It was about measuring the boundaries of their relationship, equivalent to a self-reflection test.

Are they mere acquaintances or more than friends?

At present, it seems they’re at least a bit beyond the realm of good friends.

Jiang Nian wasn’t sure how much further, but it was definitely a good thing; it wouldn’t end up with the awkwardness of not being as close as his good friend’s good friend.

That would be boring.

Of course, Jiang Nian had never had such a dark history. Nor had he ever been deeply hurt, just a close friend who faced a friendship awkwardness in his first year of high school.

After that, he turned to hang out with someone who had better popularity.

....

Evening self-study session.

Jiang Nian occasionally glanced at the first row of the classroom, still unable to figure out why the class president had suddenly grabbed him in the afternoon. Perhaps it was due to awkwardness?

After calming down, he pondered repeatedly and confirmed only one thing.

His friend level with the class president might have become comparable to Cai Xiaoqing and her group.

No..... at least higher than Nie Qiqi, she was kind of dumb. But this needed to be verified, he thought he’d test it when he got the chance.

Just as he regained his senses, he looked up to see a few snowflake-like test papers being passed down from the front, and his expression changed instantly.

"Didn’t we already get the test papers yesterday?"

Li Hua chuckled, "Didn’t you eat yesterday too?"

"How’s that the same?"

"Because there’s an adult ceremony the day after tomorrow, so they’re handing out this week’s test papers early," Huang Fang turned around and explained patiently, in a serious tone.

"I see." Jiang Nian nodded.

No doubt, Fangfang was always reliable.

What kind of deoxyribonucleic is Li Hua?

Jiang Nian sighed to himself, thinking that he’d spent all these past days on test papers. There’s no way to do any side work with this special training.

There was one hardcore person in the class, completely self-studying and not following the teacher’s pace.

But their results were average, and it was tough for them to boost their scores.

Thinking about it, Jiang Nian hesitated. Aiming to improve by twenty points, would piercing through the 610 ceiling too aggressively?

Better set a target of 601 points.

Hmm? Why isn’t 601 above 600?

All things considered, he just needed to perform normally and improve by ten points. With a week and a half left, he could fully plan it out.

Zhang Ningzhi was a bit sleepy, forcing herself to stay awake.

She had said in the morning she wouldn’t talk to Jiang Nian, and true to her word, she didn’t speak to him from noon till afternoon. She stewed with anger and didn’t sleep well at noon either.

She was feeling sleepy in the afternoon, but out of stubbornness, she didn’t nap.

Classes and test papers filled the day, which passed quickly without feeling tired. But during evening self-study, Zhang Ningzhi sensed something was wrong.

Her eyelids felt heavy, she was so sleepy.

She wanted to sleep so badly.

But now was still evening self-study time.....

"Are you fishing here?"

A familiar voice startled her.

Zhang Ningzhi jerked awake, turned her head, and realized it was Jiang Nian talking. She quickly turned away, mumbling.

"You’re the one fishing."

"If you’re tired, take a nap. Don’t force yourself," Jiang Nian chuckled, "I’ve watched you nodding off like you’re fishing for two minutes."

"Not sleepy." Zhang Ningzhi insisted stubbornly.

Jiang Nian glanced around, seeing that no one could see this corner of the class. So he wrote a little note, rolled it up, and slipped it onto Zhang Ningzhi’s desk.

Zhang Ningzhi’s expression changed slightly, and she pursed her lips, snatching the note over.

When she opened it, there were just three words.

Angry Twig.

Zhang Ningzhi’s cheeks puffed up instantly, even angrier.

She wasn’t really angry anymore, just occasionally brooding silently, it wasn’t like she was ignoring him. Instead, Jiang Nian seemed stranger in the afternoon, a bit absent-minded.

"No."

"Alright, but do you want to sleep a bit?" Jiang Nian asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi hesitated.

Honestly, she was really sleepy now and tempted by Jiang Nian’s suggestion. It was just that she was a bit scared of getting caught, which wouldn’t let her sleep peacefully.

"What about when the teacher comes?"

Jiang Nian lowered his voice, "I’ll watch out for you."

He didn’t know why Zhang Ningzhi was in a bad mood, maybe it had nothing to do with him. Or maybe her period started, but he decided to cheer her up first.

After all, it was Zhizhi.

Zhang Ningzhi really was holding it in, glanced around, turned her head quietly, and whispered.

"Okay, remember to wake me up then."

"Sure."

After some rustling sounds, Zhang Ningzhi lay down gently on the desk to nap. Her head facing Jiang Nian, seeing him still working on problems before closing her eyes.

Her eyelids were unbearably heavy, like they were filled with lead.

After a while, Li Hua, seated at the farthest end, paused his work. He turned his head to Jiang Nian and then at the sleeping Zhang Ningzhi beside him.

"Did you two have a fight today?"

Jiang Nian looked confused, "Why do you say that, my son?"

"Chi Shi Chi Shi!! You’re taking advantage of me!" Li Hua flushed, then regained his composure, "Didn’t you guys have a fight? I saw you not talking all day."

"Busy, no time to talk crap," Jiang Nian brushed it off.

But while he had no intention, the listener did. He really was slightly possessed today. But he quickly forgave himself, blaming it on the class president being too attractive.

The class president was worth a hundred Zhou Yuting’s; anyone would lose it for a while.

He couldn’t dare to think of if the class president asked if he wanted to date, he’d hesitate for a few seconds.

As a normal little Chu Nan, having a little obsession inside was normal; only a eunuch could stay calm.

"Tch." Li Hua didn’t bother with him, continuing his own project.

Hmm, hmm?

Jiang Nian suddenly turned to look at Li Hua’s desk, almost thinking he saw it wrong.

"What are you doing?"

Li Hua held something resembling a cross in his hands. Upon closer look, it was two disposable chopsticks. Wrapped in white thread, a pull rod and a drill rod were already present.

Wow, a drill wooden fire-starting tool!

"Can’t you see? I’m starting a fire with wood," Li Hua said dismissively, taking out a small tuft of cotton from his jacket pocket, "Don’t be so surprised, country bumpkin."

"Huh?" Jiang Nian was dumbfounded.

He thought for a moment and soon joined the group observing Li Hua’s fire-starting. Over the aisle, Ma Guojun had already stopped writing, and Wu Jungu in the front row occasionally glanced back.

Under gazes full of anticipation, the pull rod began to turn.

"Can you really start a fire?" Ma Guojun asked.

"Hard to say." Jiang Nian shook his head.

Li Hua focused all his attention on pulling the rod, the sharpened disposable chopstick spinning rapidly.

"Believe first, we’ll win in the end."

The three stared for several minutes, but didn’t even see any smoke. They collectively sighed, and all turned away to continue their own tasks.

"Li Hua, it looks good but it’s useless."

"Don’t mind him, such a waste."

"Sigh."

Hearing the mockery around him, Li Hua’s face grew redder. In his heart, he thought about how things change over decades, and these people were really looking down on him.

He had to set a fire to shut them up.

Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth and sped up his trained "kirin arm" movements.

Outside in the hall, Lao Liu came out of class two for a breather.

He played with his phone for a while, saw the arrangements for the adult ceremony in the work group. After listening for a moment and not hearing any noises from the neighboring class, he nodded.

Those little rascals at least kept discipline somewhat.

Actually, quite the opposite.

Lao Liu did the opposite, a typical head teacher would probably smile in relief in such a situation. But being an experienced teacher, he knew students could be sly.

The silence was too suspicious, indicating someone was up to something sneaky.

He descended to the third floor from the other side of the stairs, circled around to appear at the back door of the classroom. As per the grade group leader’s demand, back doors were to remain open.

Lao Liu gently pushed, and a gap opened in the door.

He took a closer look, seeing Zhang Ningzhi asleep on the desk, and frowned. It’s only the first evening session, how could she be asleep already?

Just when Lao Liu was about to have someone wake her up, he suddenly caught Jiang Nian’s gaze.

Oh well, she’s probably tired from studying.

Lao Liu usually promoted meritocracy, showing leniency towards good students. Of course, this class didn’t have any particularly bad students, just different treatments.

He continued pushing the door open, sneaking in quietly.

Suddenly, a burnt smell hit his nose.

"Haha! I did it! I did it!" Li Hua stood up from the last row excitedly, "Talk, Blacky!"

"Jiang Nian, why on earth didn’t you say..."

Li Hua turned his head, locked eyes with Lao Liu, who was like a statue at the back door. Exposing the smoking tools on his desk as he shifted.

Even with Lao Liu’s rich teaching experience and having led numerous senior classes.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but be stunned.

"Li Hua! What are you doing?" Lao Liu couldn’t help but lose his cool, smacking Li Hua on the back, "Who told you to start a fire in class!"

"What are you standing there for! Put out the fire!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi instantly woke up in shock, realizing it was the teacher, trembling with surprise.

Others in class turned towards the back upon hearing it.

No wonder, it was shocking.

Starting a fire in class, what a peculiar vocabulary?

The class burst into laughter, with some boys nearby standing up to watch.

"Whoa, impressive!"

"No way, really, I thought something was burning."

"Wow, it’s a real set-up tool!"

Amid the chatter, Li Hua looked embarrassed, using his fingers to snuff out the smoldering tiny sparks.

"Teacher, I was just curious..."

"Curious about what, talk to me properly in the office." Lao Liu couldn’t hold back, dragging him out, "Take your contraption too, come on."

Jiang Nian joyfully added from the scene.

"Little inventor, huh."

More laughter erupted around him.

In the midst of this laughter, Jiang Nian turned back, his eyes unintentionally sweeping through the class, instinctively looking towards the podium.

Li Qingrong was also looking at him, her gaze as clear as a spring.

Their eyes met for an instant before quickly shifting away.