CHAPTER 484: CHAPTER 401: QINGBAO’S OPEN AND UNAPOLOGETIC FAVORITISM

How can someone know so many beautiful girls at the same time?

If a girl gets angry and a chaotic scene of friendship breaks out, even before a word is spoken, the person is already in deep trouble.

Cheng-ge?

Even if a knife goes in, I still like you... all.

I can only say, it’s human nature.

Jiang Nian is now completely indifferent to his debts, and if this trend continues, those who want to stab him could form a whole battalion.

Niannian remained silent, focusing solely on practicing long-distance running.

After all, for someone without a girlfriend, what’s wrong with having a few more friends?

Friendship, hooray!

Now he’s in a state where he can’t decide, but when push comes to shove, he definitely wouldn’t dare to be this bold.

No joke, he’d have to sleep with one eye open.

But back to the point.

Jiang Nian propped his head with his hand, pondering how to get to know the class monitor better. Not knowing anything is not really a sign of good friendship.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Ningzhi’s face appeared in his line of vision. Slowly, her energetic and cute face filled most of his view.

Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall of silken threads.

Girls are such magical creatures; even if the light is blocked, the heart becomes bright because of this scene.

"Ah, nothing... not thinking about anything."

As someone who’s always unlucky in love, spending money on pretty girls counts as a good deed. Encountering someone like Zhizhi, he’d spend gold coins and be delighted by it.

"Oh." She adjusted her sitting posture and, with some untraceable emotion, slyly asked, "Why are you spacing out?"

Jiang Nian propped his head with his hand and casually fibbed.

"Your dad probably doesn’t like me, right?"

The corridor was filled with winter sunlight, and the sky outside was blue. During the break, the classroom was cool, and most people ran out to sunbathe.

Zhang Ningzhi suddenly froze as if she were under a paralyzing spell.

"No, they’ve never even met."

"???" Jiang Nian was puzzled, "That doesn’t seem right, but it’s kind of similar, given the ’love me, love my dog’ situation."

As he finished the sentence, he casually initiated a validation.

Validation initiated!

Validation issue: Zhang Wanhai thinks I’m a brat.

[Validation correct]

Though Jiang Nian had long had this answer in mind, he still nearly lost his composure when the validation result came out.

The Ghost Fire Power inside him was almost impossible to suppress.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi was like a jammed gun, hesitating to say anything.

"It’s not like that."

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian leaned closer.

"My father’s... opinion doesn’t matter at all." Zhang Ningzhi’s voice was as quiet as a mosquito, "I... I don’t listen to him."

Jiang Nian was also surprised, suddenly realizing something.

Just as Jiang Nian couldn’t understand himself at twenty-seven or twenty-eight, what he knew about Zhizhi from the system was also from when she was twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

Obviously, at that age, one can’t only think of oneself.

But a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is much braver than at twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Her personality is more rebellious, and she dares to express herself more.

Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips when she saw Jiang Nian not speaking.

"What... do you think?"

He didn’t want to make the topic too heavy, so he casually patted her leg.

"I think... it’s quite soft."

Zhang Ningzhi was immediately displeased, picked up a cup, and poured hot water. While glancing at him with a side eye, she angrily drank water in gulps.

What a big bad wolf!

She was scared for a moment, and he only had her legs on his mind!!

Next time, she’ll kick him flying!

Thinking this, she sneaked another glance at Jiang Nian. Seeing him playing with an eraser on the table, she choked on water.

"Cough, cough, cough!!!"

Her face heated up instantly, feeling the eyes around the classroom. Trying to calm down, only to end up coughing more vigorously.

She looked down, and a few tissues slid over to her.

"How do you choke on water?" Jiang Nian almost made her die of anger with one sentence, "I mean, no one’s snatching it from you."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhang Ningzhi was both angry and coughing.

Suddenly, a few pats landed on her back.

She instantly stiffened, thinking it was in the classroom. Her face started heating up again, a warmth rising from her heart.

The coughing stopped, and she lay on the table.

Zhang Ningzhi pressed her face against the cool desk, listening to the bustling sounds of the classroom, feeling like she was cooled by ice.

Until the bell rang.

She got up nonchalantly, as if the memory of the entire class had been refreshed, slowly pulling out the review materials for the second round.

Couldn’t help it, quickly glanced at Jiang Nian.

The handsome culprit was resting his head on his hand. His long fingers were placed on the back of his neck, looking unaffected.

Zhang Ningzhi huffed lightly and placed her book on the desk.

Jiang Nian heard the sound and glanced at her with his peripheral vision. His idle hand moved, seeming about to reach towards her leg.

"Ah?" Zhang Ningzhi was startled.

Thought he was crazy!

It’s class time, and the aisle was full of students returning to their seats.

With a slap, Jiang Nian’s hand was slapped away. He wasn’t particularly surprised and slowly retracted his hand like a leisurely lord.

Zhang Ningzhi watched with gritted teeth, getting even angrier.

This big bad wolf! As long as she doesn’t refuse, he’ll keep touching. Then, gradually, he’ll dare to do anything!

In the last class of the morning, the chemistry teacher was summarizing the key points for the second round of review, organized a framework on the blackboard.

Each knowledge point was like towering trees strung together by branches.

Jiang Nian listened intently. He’d been driven crazy by doing test papers recently.

Every evening after going home, he would do a test paper out of boredom. Occasionally, if he was in the mood, he’d do it until two in the morning.

Li Hua yawned disinterestedly, seemingly watching the blackboard intently. In fact, he was just looking up at the clock.

Fifteen minutes to go, waiting for school to end.