CHAPTER 468: CHAPTER 389: LIFE IS JUST FULL OF UPS AND DOWNS

Why the sudden arrogance?

No, really, how much food is this?

A few months ago, Jiang Nian was also getting only 300 yuan a month for pocket money. No matter how good-looking, you can’t spend more than you have.

Unless... as they say, the ducks know first when the river warms in spring.

This restaurant’s prices don’t quite match him, and he heard the basic reviews of this place from his classmates.

First time, unaware.

He didn’t have many friends before, and now he’s the lone guy at a dinner gathering.

"If you don’t call me, I’ll break your chopsticks." Jiang Nian picked up his tea cup and took a sip, realizing the tea was also hot.

He glanced at Chen Yunyun, who was engrossed in her phone.

"Hmph, I can use Yunyun’s chopsticks," Wang Yuhe stood with hands on hips, "I can even eat with a spoon!"

"Why not just use your hands?" Jiang Nian was speechless.

He leaned back in his chair, took out his phone, estimating that the food would be served soon, and started watching videos to pass the time.

"Not entirely impossible!" Wang Yuhe stubbornly replied.

After a few minutes, the kitchen began serving food. Three dishes and a soup, a decent amount, enough for everyone.

During their meal, the three of them started chatting.

They mostly talked about past funny stories, like Wang Yuhe crying secretly under her blanket on her first day of boarding school.

Or Chen Yunyun needing to pee in the middle of the night and thinking the dorm was leaking, only to find both of them wide-eyed underneath the blanket.

"Hahaha, did you really sound like a leaking faucet when you cried?" Jiang Nian laughed, turning to look at Wang Yuhe, who blushed.

"No way!" Wang Yuhe was a bit flustered, "Yunyun cried too once, she used my phone to call home."

"Sobbed and said so many things, then her mom finally asked whose child she was?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyun also blushed.

"I was talking too fast back then, and my voice was different from usual. My mom heard the dialect and thought it was a student from our town."

Chen Yunyun paid the bill, and the meal wasn’t too expensive.

Afterwards, Jiang Nian bought two cups of milk tea for the girls. They strolled around the nearby pedestrian street and each got a hanging doll.

These inexpensive yet cute things hardly take up any space, acting as a decorative bag accessory, and almost no senior girl would refuse it.

A childlike person like Wang Yuhe played with her doll back and forth. Jiang Nian tried to snatch it, but she stubbornly refused to let go.

"Ah! Why only grab mine!"

"Just yours."

Chen Yunyun laughed quietly, seeing Jiang Nian glance her way. She quickly turned her head away, only to hear him say:

"Hey, what’s that stain on your doll?"

In the next second, her hand was gently pinched.

Chen Yunyun: "...."

With Jiang Nian’s tendency to touch things casually, even she sometimes found it hard to hold back, with his endless tricks.

But... it wasn’t annoying.

Jiang Nian had no plans to extend their fun time and waved goodbye to the girls at West Gate of the school.

"I haven’t finished my homework, I’m heading to the classroom first."

"Tch!" Wang Yuhe raised a middle finger.

"Alright, we’ll head back to the dorm for a while." Chen Yunyun waved back at him, with a sweet smile, "Bye-bye."

After seeing Jiang Nian off, Chen Yunyun turned to Wang Yuhe.

"Let’s go."

"Okay, Yunyun, look at yours." Wang Yuhe nudged the small doll in her hand, "Seems prettier than mine."

"Okay, it’s yours."

.....

When Jiang Nian looked up again, it was already 1:30. Normally at this time, he’d be getting ready for a nap.

But it’s Sunday today, so there’s a six-hour break in the afternoon.

The classroom was empty; apart from Jiang Nian, only Luo Yong was there playing on his phone, with constant QQ notifications.

"Luo Yong, why aren’t you going back?"

Luo Yong looked up at the mention, ready to speak, then made a noise of surprise. He quickly stood up, preparing to leave the classroom.

"What’s the good news?" Jiang Nian asked curiously.

"While running drills, a junior added me on QQ." Luo Yong chuckled, "She asked me to meet at a milk tea shop."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian was perplexed, "Aren’t you coming for training this afternoon?"

"Nian, please, help me out." Luo Yong clasped his hands together, stepping back as he said, "After you guys finish playing soccer, I’ll bring everyone milk tea."

With his words up to this point, Jiang Nian could only nod and smile.

"Alright, then we’ll wait for your good news."

Luo Yong turned and left, feeling exhilarated.

He had told a little lie.

It wasn’t a junior who added him on QQ, but rather he added her proactively. To his surprise, things progressed quickly, how could he not be delighted?

Originally, he wasn’t keen on girls.

But that midday, upon witnessing Jiang Nian being called away by two beautiful girls, he suddenly realized and began to earnestly engage with life.

In Zhen Nan, a man is never inferior.

He hurriedly went downstairs, planning to go back to his rented place to freshen up. A bit of grooming and he’d be ready for the date.

At 2:15, on the third-year floor.

"What?"

"Damn, he’s going for a date?" Li Hua held the soccer ball, looking dumbfounded, "But our match is tomorrow!"

"Yeah." Jiang Nian nodded.

"Damn!" Sun Zhicheng was also a bit annoyed, "How can he choose to date at this time? No sense of team honor?"

"It’s fine, let’s not say too much." Liu Yang rubbed his forehead, "Let’s just train, missing one midfielder isn’t a big problem."

"Let’s go, let’s go." Jiang Nian said.

The curses and complaints echoed in the corridor.

Even on the field, people continued to curse Luo Yong. They could understand prioritizing romantic interests, but neglecting team honor was too much.

With a thud, Li Hua kicked with force.

Having not warmed up much, he kicked it off-center. Furious, Li Hua started swearing instinctively, cursing Luo Yong without hesitation.

"Damn you, Luo Yong."

Playing seven-a-side soccer isn’t overly complicated.

The players with better skills, Liu Yang and Sun Zhicheng, played as defenders, responsible for advancing from the back and halting the opponent’s advances.