CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 394: THE FIRST AND MOST EXCITING ONE

"Oh, maybe I just saw it wrong." Jiang Nian showed no guilt at all.

After speaking, he looked up at the sky.

"You!" Wang Yuhe was about to throw a barrage of tiny punches when a flash of realization crossed her mind, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Are you... keeping some secrets from me? You all know, but I’m the only one who doesn’t!"

Uh oh, being isolated.

"No, no." Chen Yunyun immediately stepped forward, gently hugged Wang Yuhe, and briefly explained a few things.

Of course, she left out the matter of Jiang Nian touching her waist and only mentioned the hair blowing related matters.

Wang Yuhe was half-convinced, "Really?"

Jiang Nian glanced at her, saying only one thing.

"Believe first, question later."

The hairdryer was just a fluffed excuse; the classroom was unsuitable, so naturally, they needed another place to blow-dry hair.

However, Jiang Nian also needed to test the boundaries between him and the two girls; if the relationship isn’t up to par, being concerned would just be awkward.

As for what conditions can be offered, it depends on tonight’s results.

Apparently, the two girls did not reject Jiang Nian’s suggestion. But they didn’t put too much thought into it, merely treating it as friends chatting idly and fantasizing.

Thus, the topic was stored temporarily.

Afternoon, a warm winter day.

Jiang Nian stood in the corridor, chatting with the two girls for a while, estimating around one o’clock, he quietly returned to his seat.

Silver devil’s hand held a quick-dry pen.

Actually, he wasn’t exactly a silver devil. Just after getting familiar, doing things that everybody enjoyed.

Double... triple... oh forget it, winning as much as one loves winning.

Qin Shi Huang ate Sichuan pepper, winning wildly.

At one thirty, the biological clock activated. Jiang Nian put down his pen and fell asleep soundly, the classroom was quiet, only the faint sound of flipping pages.

After the noon break, someone patted him.

Jiang Nian rose from the desk, his whole body radiating fatigue. A well-defined hand was placed on the pale neck.

Sleeping at two, rising at six, King Yan praised my good health.

Zhang Ningzhi stared blankly for a moment, then reminded him.

"Collecting physics homework."

There’s a total of six people in the group, each responsible for collecting one subject’s homework. Zhang Ningzhi was in charge of physics.

Homework was collected by the group leader and finally handed over to the class representative.

"Okay." Jiang Nian searched the desk with one hand, pulled out a notebook and handed it to her, "Here you go."

At the same time, he opened the thermos cup.

Shook the remaining few ice cubes brought by Yao Beibei, and directly raised his head to take a sip, refreshing him a bit.

Foolish Yao Beibei, replaced her boiling water with ice cubes.

After a while, Zhang Ningzhi returned from submitting homework. Jiang Nian happened to get up to go refill water, and they brushed shoulders in the corridor.

Jiang Nian deliberately brushed his fingers against hers, glanced at her surprised expression, and left laughing.

Teasing the little girl from time to time is actually quite fun.

The afternoon classes were tedious.

Once a day healing was opened by Jiang Nian, sweeping away the accumulated fatigue of the morning, as Zhang Ningzhi stared dumbfounded.

"Weren’t you very tired after lunch break? How come you’re suddenly not tired?"

"Oh, I was faking it."

"You’re so annoying!"

In a blink of an eye, the three afternoon classes ended, finally ushering in the soccer match, the lineup order had long been arranged since last week.

The first match, an internal struggle within the Science Olympics, Class 3 against Class 1.

The last class was biology, Qingbao had just finished class. Packing up to leave, she looked up to see Jiang Nian standing up.

Afterwards, several boys from the class followed suit to head outside.

In the hallway, Qingbao was caught up by the boys from Class 3, who greeted her one by one as if they were displaying colorful feathers, talking frantically.

"Teacher, will you come to watch our match?" Liu Yang asked straightforwardly, filled with hope.

"Yeah, do you have time, Teacher?"

The most ingratiating among them was Li Hua. This guy who acts foolishly every day, seized the moment to start playing melancholic.

"Teacher, our class is all self-studying now. No one’s gonna cheer for us, it’s just too sad."

After pondering for a moment, Qingbao replied, "But I heard from Teacher Liu, only letting your class self-study for ten minutes."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua was embarrassed, feeling slightly guilty.

"Is... is that so?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian, who was walking behind, couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.

"Sorry, just remembered something funny."

Apart from Luo Yong, who was demoted from starting line-up to substitute due to skipping training, everyone in the team burst into laughter simultaneously.

"Chi Shi, Chi Shi!" Li Hua got furious, turned around, and grabbed Jiang Nian’s collar, "You dog, targeting me again!"

"Stop messing around, fatherly love is like a mountain." Jiang Nian lightly pushed Li Hua’s hand away, "Hua, you’re too impulsive, I have a suggestion for you."

"Whenever you’re angry in the future, toss a red bean into a glass jar. If you manage to control your anger, toss a green bean in."

This joke wasn’t that funny; the story of pulling nails, tossing green beans is too classic.

Even Qingbao, usually stern-faced, couldn’t help but laugh. She recalled doing similar things when she was a child.

Later, mom used the saved red beans to make soy milk.

Seeing this, several people exchanged glances.

After all, Qingbao is the prettiest of the teachers for Class 3; no one doesn’t... oh, there’s also Qianbao.

Qianbao, with her classy beauty, excels in several aspects besides age.

Yellow-haired substitute Lin Dong holding a pack of mineral water, patted Jiang Nian and said.

"Brother Nian, you ask the teacher... to come watch our match, while you’re playing soccer, I’ll keep the teacher company and chat."

Liu Yang and a few others began silently exerting their efforts, each pleading for Qingbao to spectate the match, speaking pitifully,

Qingbao hesitated for a moment, looking towards her top student Jiang Nian. Meanwhile, Jiang Nian gazed off the stairs, with a look that said it was none of his business.